Fake, you deserve to die
Let's all go together. As long as we kill him, we will have completed the mission.
superior
Three sub-god-level masters rushed towards Su Haoran at the same time.
Among them, the tallest, shortest and skinniest black demi-god was the fastest, and when he punched, his fist surface was covered with a layer of red-hot fire.
Silly 13 Su Haoran raised a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, raised his index finger and suddenly moved forward.
The opponent clearly used terrifying attribute power, but Su Haoran just used his fingers casually. Not only did he not use martial arts, but the skills he used were also very limited.
This is not to say that Su Haoran is pretending to be 13. With his current strength, if he uses all his skills, he can smash the black sub-god in front of him into slag with one punch.
But if that were the case, this office would probably be destroyed by the violent waves of Gang Qi.
Of course, Su Haoran would never get hurt because he was worried about coming to this office. He pointed out, and the moment his fingertips touched the black man's fist, a cold light suddenly appeared on his fingertips.
puff
After two upgrades, the fingertip knife's sharpness has reached an extremely terrifying level. Even when it was upgraded for the first time, the fingertip knife could also carve array patterns on the super alloy at will, so the fist that pierced the black Asian god was simply
Such a simple thing.
Yeah
The perception of a sub-god-level powerhouse is definitely not weaker than that of a sub-immortal from the East. Although he strikes very quickly, Su Haoran's fingertip knife can already be felt as soon as it pierces his skin.
Unfortunately, Su Haoran struck too quickly with one finger, and almost all of the fingertip knife pierced the black man's fist.
The black Asian God planned to immediately withdraw his fist and change his moves, but he never thought that his fist could not be withdrawn at all, and his whole body was even restrained by a special force. When he found out, he wanted to scream.
They only shouted half of it, and the power of subsequent vocalizations was restrained.
Huh
At the same time, Su Haoran was also stunned.
Since the fingertip knife evolved again, Su Haoran has almost never used it against enemies. This time, after using the fingertip knife, it actually brought a surprise to Su Haoran.
Originally, the fingertip knife could only absorb energy from some jade stones and spiritual crystals of special quality, but now this little thing can actually absorb spiritual energy and energy from the blood of masters.
The fingertip knife pierced the black man's fist, but a strong suction force burst out, and it was this suction force that imprisoned the black man's body.
Go to hell
watch out
Naturally, the other two sub-gods did not notice that their partner had been attacked, and continued to attack Su Haoran with their killing moves from left to right.
Su Haoran used the fist of the black Asian god as a fulcrum, suddenly jumped up, and performed a super horizontal split with both legs in mid-air. This move was not only to avoid the killing move of the two, but also two 43-yard
The thighs were pressed against the chests of the two sub-gods.
bang, bang
At the same time as two muffled sounds were heard, the two white deities flew backwards to both sides and hit the wall heavily.
This cannot be said to be that these sub-gods from the Celestial God Organization are too weak, but that Su Haoran, who has now reached the third level of awakening and split three golden elixirs, is too strong.
puff
After Su Haoran's feet landed on the ground again, he quietly retracted the fingertip knife. From the time Su Haoran stabbed the black Asian God with the fingertip knife to the time he retracted it, it definitely took less than half a second. This also included him kicking away the two other white Asian Gods.
Time is included.
But in just half a second, the fingertip knife had sucked all the power out of the black Asian god's body.
thump
The black man collapsed to the ground in extreme weakness. Su Haoran did not need to kill him at all. The black man was already useless. Not only was his power completely useless, he was now even weaker than an ordinary strong man.
Fake Huya, what did you do to him?
You have repeatedly provoked the Celestial God Organization. Are you really tired of living?
The other two white Asian masters pounced on them again, but this time they were too smart to take action immediately.
A sarcastic sneer flashed across Su Haoran's face. What I did to him was very simple. I just destroyed him. From now on, he will no longer be an arrogant sub-god-level master, but an ordinary person. In addition, you said
I have repeatedly provoked your Celestial God Organization. You are so embarrassed to say this. You are so shameless. Are you all with the Celestial God Organization?
Fa Ke Oil actually dared to insult the Great God. Damn it, a white sub-god with a relatively hot temper suddenly pounced on him.
When this guy made a move, he made a killing gesture, and pinched Su Haoran's neck with his right hand like a claw. His five fingers were covered with a layer of ice crystals, and even five clear lines of cold air were thrown out in one movement.
Too Weak Su Haoran left an afterimage on the spot, and his true body had already appeared beside the white man's god. The fingertip knife appeared covertly again and made a light stroke on the white man's throat.
Ga
The white man's grabbing movement stopped abruptly, and he retracted his hands to cover his neck with force.
His vitality was rapidly draining, and his vision became more and more blurry, but the magical attribute power he used this time had not dissipated. Originally, his throat was completely cut open by Su Haoran, and blood should have flowed out, but instead it was
The extremely terrifying cold air completely froze the wound.
Su Haoran has the power of clairvoyance. Even if others cannot understand things at all, he can see them very clearly. In the clairvoyance state, it can be seen that the entire inside of the white man's neck, including the larynx and arteries, were all covered up in an instant.
Freezing, even the skin tissue was instantly frozen to death by the terrifying cold air.
This is his Huya, how did you kill him? A deep look of fear flashed in the eyes of the other white Asian god.
It's very simple, why don't you try it too? Su Haoran's eyes fell on another white man, and he approached him step by step.
no I won’t try, Huya, can you let me go? I promise that I will
Your guarantee is of no use at all. Su Haoran interrupted the white man's words and said coldly: Some mistakes can be made, and you will not make them again after you make them. But some mistakes can never be made, because if you make a mistake once, you will
Use your life as the price for making a mistake.
You, don’t kill me, please
This white sub-god has completely lost the confidence to resist. This does not mean that the sub-gods of the God Organization are too fragile. Anyone may become completely weak when faced with a situation that is absolutely impossible to defeat and certainly cannot escape.
It's just that Su Haoran will not give such a person a chance. In the eyes of Boss Huya, a desperate enemy will gain his respect even more if he fights even though he knows he will die. And the guy in front of him, even if Su Haoran's fingertip knife stabs him
Between his eyebrows, there was still a glimmer of hope in his eyes that could make Su Haoran let him go, that is, death would not be worth it.
When Su Haoran took back his hand, the white Asian god had completely lost his life.
All the skills of this sub-god were once again absorbed by the fingertip knife, and because it pierced the fatal eyebrow, the white man also died directly.
Su Haoran first deposed one sub-god and then killed two sub-gods, which immediately made Tang Jun and his wives excited.
Haha Haoran, the good Tang Jun walked quickly to Su Haoran, patted his son-in-law's shoulder heavily, then put his arms around his neck and said: Just these three foreigners, I can actually deal with them myself, but I have a hunch
Until you can come and take action, you won’t have to trouble my father-in-law, right?
Su Haoran raised his thumb at his father-in-law, yes, you are always right.
Poof
All the wives of Tang Jun burst out laughing, twisting their waists one by one, and gathered around him laughing.
Good son-in-law, don't listen to your father's bragging, let alone talk about him, otherwise he won't know who he is. When Wang Tingting spoke, she raised her slender index finger and tapped Tang Xin's forehead.
That is, when facing the three foreigners just now, Old Tang's hands were trembling. Jiang Wenwen ran forward and took Tang Jun's big hands.
After listening to Wang Tingting and Jiang Wenwen's words, the other women covered their mouths and laughed even more happily. This group of mature women who still have the charm of their old age, when they laughed so hard that they were absolutely pleasing to the eye.
What a scenery.
But at this moment, the black Asian god who was first destroyed by Su Haoran stood up from behind the crowd.
This black man's eyes were full of fire. Although he was now seriously weak, he still exuded strong murderous intent.
Fa Ke Oil We, the sub-gods of the Celestial God Organization, will not tolerate humiliation. I will at least kill him. The black man suddenly rushed towards a group of beauties and roared loudly, but before he could catch them, he screamed first.
stand up.
Among Tang Jun's group of wives, there was also a master. Lin Jiao, who was originally a female special operations team member and policewoman, suddenly turned around and kicked the black Asian god hard on the side of his face with a beautiful and elegant backswing kick.
If this black man's skills were not destroyed, let alone Lin Jiao, it would be impossible for her to kick him. Even if he stood and let Lin Jiao kick him, Lin Jiao would not be able to kick him.
But now the black man was in dire straits. Lin Jiao almost broke his neck with this kick, and his whole body was knocked to the ground sideways.
If you want to trick us, you think women are good for killing. Lin Jiao retracted her long legs and said disdainfully.
You can't beat our son-in-law, but you want to attack us, a group of beautiful old women. You are still not a man.
This nigger is definitely not a man. Come on, sisters, beat him up.
Yes, beat this guy to death. Didn’t he call himself a sub-god? We women are so arrogant in beating a sub-god to death today.
As a result, a group of Su Haoran's old mothers-in-law joined hands and surrounded the black god in the middle. Their long and beautiful legs were raised up without any control, and then kicked down hard.
bang bang bang bang
Ahem
Su Haoran had seen how tough his mother-in-laws were in Kyoto. Seeing them again today, he still felt a bit shocked.
So what, dad, they really know how to kill people. Su Haoran coughed twice, turned to Tang Jun and asked.
Tang Jun nodded heavily. I have been in business for so many years and I have offended a lot of people. They followed me all the way. If you think you have never seen blood, don't make a fuss.
Okay, this nigger should remember it, he is probably the first Yashen in the world to be beaten to death by a woman. Su Haoran said.
:Thanks to Bailu Loli’s Rabbit for the reward and support
Thanks to Jiu Enyan Hai for his Alipay red envelope support.
Chapter completed!