Meng Jiumei said no more. The current situation was not suitable for getting to the bottom of things.
A group of strong men threatened him and came forward with cold eyes.
The auras of the three seventh-level heavenly warriors also locked Su Hun in, not giving him a chance to leave.
Su Hun looked at the three seventh-level warriors indifferently and said coldly: "Do you want to die?"
"Do you have that strength?"
A seventh-level warrior sneered and said: "Don't think we don't know that you just have two powerful puppets around you. What you did at the banquet was just relying on thunder tribulation. Can you still attract thunder tribulation now?"
"Using Thunder Tribulation to deal with you, you think too highly of yourselves."
Su Hun sneered.
"Jiang Yuhua, take your life."
A sixth-level heavenly warrior rushed over.
"You have killed so many people in my clan. You can't even think of leaving alive today."
Another shot came, very powerful.
"The people in my Dragon Hunting Organization are not that easy to kill."
The master of the dragon hunting organization spoke indifferently.
All of a sudden, a dozen strong men rushed over.
The three seventh-level heavenly warriors looked at this scene indifferently. Their fingers were bent, their powerful spiritual power shook the void, and they were ready to take action at any time.
"It seems that you are forcing me to go on a killing spree!"
Facing these powerful men, Su Hun sneered, then rushed over quickly, waving his sleeves and robe, and two silver lights flashed.
Two living dead corpses appeared and struck hard.
Bang bang bang...
Under the fist wrapped in silver light, figures flew out one after another, vomiting blood.
Su Hun controlled two living dead corpses and charged directly into the crowd. Blood rained down wherever he passed, and screams continued.
He himself also kept taking action, with unparalleled fist light, spiritual power and ghostly light complementing each other, stirring up and down the world. The fifth-level heavenly warriors and those above him were blocked by two living dead corpses, and the remaining people were of no use to him.
threats.
Figures fell from the sky one after another, blood filled the sky, and it was bloody.
When Su Hun kills, wherever his fist passes, someone will scream, be seriously injured, or be directly killed in the sky.
For a time, dozens of masters were unable to stop him and were killed in a rout.
Boom boom boom!!
Suddenly, fierce spiritual power struck, and three seventh-level warriors took action with murderous intent.
Su Hun flicked his arm, and two figures in black robes appeared, meeting three seventh-level heavenly warriors.
As soon as they made contact, blood exploded in the air, and the three of them retreated, their expressions suddenly changing.
"What kind of puppet is this? Why is it so strong?"
One person's face was a little pale and fearful.
Puppets whose strength is similar to that of humans are generally no match for humans.
Although the puppet cannot feel pain, it cannot cast spells, and it does not have the fighting consciousness of humans.
But these two puppets are completely different. Not only are they powerful, but they are not as rigid as the puppets.
"Kill three of them."
Su Hun spoke out and forcefully killed a fifth-level heavenly warrior from the Dragon Hunting Organization.
There were two living dead corpses on the left and right, with Su Hun in the middle, pushing them all the way. Anyone who blocked them would be seriously injured or killed.
boom!
With a scream, the arm of a seventh-level heavenly warrior was killed alive.
boom!
The screams stopped suddenly, and an iron fist smashed his head into pieces.
A seventh-level heavenly warrior died.
It was too fast. Not long after the fight, a top heavenly warrior died.
Su Hun drew a mysterious trajectory with his hands, and the ripples spread. The strong men under the fifth heaven in front of them all flew sideways, and the weaker ones had their chests exploded, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.
Everyone was so scared that they were killed. If so many people came together, they were still killed to the point of collapse. How could we fight?
The strong men at the fifth and sixth heaven levels were all blocked by the living dead, and the remaining people were not Su Hun's generals at all.
Boom!
Su Hun punched through a strong man at the peak of the fourth-level heavenly warrior, causing him to die.
Then the palm of his hand turned into a sword and he slashed down violently. A sword intent struck him, and another strong man at the peak of the fourth heaven slashed directly.
At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed out that the light continued to burst out. The blend of spiritual power and dim light directly penetrated dozens of strong men from the third and fourth heavens.
The Daoist hearts of everyone present were about to collapse. This Jiang Yuhua was so terrifying. No one could withstand three moves in his hands wherever he went.
Boom boom!
Two explosions, accompanied by screams, stunned the powerful, and the last two seventh-level heavenly warriors were all killed.
This time, everyone completely collapsed.
Meng Jiumei was stunned when she saw this, this was too cruel.
He is simply an invincible existence beneath the king!
"When did that guy Su Hun get to know such a terrifying master?"
Meng Jiumei whispered.
Su Hun looked indifferent and continued to push forward, killing him.
Boom!
At this moment, an even more terrifying aura erupted, and a quasi-king came, and there were more than one.
Meng Jiumei's expression changed. Although the quasi-king was not a true king, he was still much stronger than the Tianwu-level monks.
Su Hun punched away the person in front of him and said to Meng Jiumei: "Leave quickly."
"be careful."
Meng Jiumei did not hesitate, glanced at Su Hun, and left quickly.
Su Hun turned around, and Yang Cong, Xu Yin, and two living dead corpses stood on both sides of him. He stared indifferently at the two powerful quasi-kings who were approaching quickly.
"Shu Zi, don't be arrogant."
One of the would-be kings came over and killed him directly.
Of these two quasi-kings, one is from the Dragon Hunting Organization, and the other, judging by his attire, should be from the royal family.
Su Hun turned around and ran away because he didn't want to reveal that he had the trump card to kill the king yet.
Su Hun shot his head into the ground and ran through the jungle in the completely opposite direction to Meng Jiumei.
The two would-be kings rushed towards the rear, launching attacks one after another, while Su Hun quickly dodged them.
"The two would-be kings killed each other, and this woman probably won't survive!"
"Hmph, it would be amazing if she could survive the King's pursuit."
Everyone present was already exhausted, and considering how fast the king was, they gave up on catching up and saw Su Hun being killed.
"Where's that woman!"
"She seems to be heading in that direction."
"Let's go and chase her. Maybe we'll have a chance to grab the treasure."
Everyone quickly chased in the direction where Meng Jiumei disappeared.
Boom boom boom...
In the distance, there are terrifying fluctuations spreading like a tide. Even at such a long distance, people present can detect the battle breaking out there.
"This Jiang Yuhua is really terrifying. He actually dares to fight against the powerful quasi-king."
"But she won't survive. She will definitely be killed by the two seniors."
The fluctuations in the distance shocked everyone, but they all carried a sneer.
No one would believe that under such circumstances, Shang Yuhua could still escape from the hands of King Zhun.
This is a ruined hilltop, with two corpses lying in pieces among the rubble, with deep shock and horror on their faces, their dead eyes wide open, and they look very sad.
Su Hun fell from the sky, glanced at the two would-be kings, expressionless, then turned around and left indifferently.