Chapter 1,086 The Howling of the Netherworld (Part 1)
With Wang Xiaohu's roar, the whole hall felt trembling. When his fist hit the ground hard, the whole castle trembled. Then, starting from the place where his fist attacked, a line of
The cracks spread forward like a person's meridians, and the entire ground
Trembling non-stop, the group of people headed by Visage could not stand firm. They staggered and fell around one by one. The distance between the cracks became wider and wider, and many people fell directly into the cracks.
, the scope of the cracks became larger and larger, and the whole castle began to shake, as if a major earthquake was coming.
Everyone's eyes were full of horror. How could they have imagined that human power could reach such an extent? In other words, was the person who caused the earthquake with one punch still a human?
Kufkarski looked at Wang Xiaohu's punch in stunned silence. No wonder he just said that he only used one level of power. It turned out that his power was already so strong. What have they experienced in the past three years?
Long Zongfeng and others were also a little surprised. They didn't feel any other burst of power at all. They reached such a state entirely with the power of their physical body. Isn't this a bit too scary?
Even Ye Xingchen was slightly surprised. He knew from Zifeng that Wang Xiaohu himself had a vajra body and had practiced a body-building technique. His physical strength was already stronger than his own, but he didn't expect that he could do it with just one punch.
It shouldn't be all his power that caused such an effect, otherwise what could be the strong smell of blood on him?
"You six, take good care of Wan'er and Kufkarski. Just let us three brothers kill everyone today..." Feeling the violent intention in Wang Xiaohu's body, Ye Xingchen's strong fighting spirit was completely suppressed.
With excitement, he gently pushed Long Wan'er to
He saw Long Minjun and suddenly stepped forward. He had already crossed dozens of steps and came to the center of several gun-wielding men. He kicked out one after another without using any starlight power, relying entirely on
The physical strength kills these so-called elites.
Even if he doesn't use the power of starlight, Ye Xingchen's body is not comparable to these people. Every time he sweeps his legs, no matter whether the opponent blocks it or not, he will be swept away like broken bones and broken flesh, just like a head of steel gathered together.
It's like breaking into the crowd.
Brains, minced meat, blood, and bones were constantly flying in the air. The strong smell of blood made these warriors crazy, or they were completely released by Ye Xingchen's huge pressure. They raised their hands.
With a submachine gun, his body was walking staggeringly, and he kept shooting in all directions, regardless of who he shot?
Ye Xingchen's speed was extremely fast, and their guns could not even hurt him at all, but Wang Xiaohu had no intention of evading, and just killed him step by step towards the crowd. The bullets from the submachine gun hit him, causing a splash of dust.
There was a burst of sparks, but how could it catch him?
"Damn, Lao Qi's body is really terrifying. Even though mine can withstand the bullet, it will still hurt, right?" Ye Xingchen sighed secretly when he saw Wang Xiaohu walking through the hail of bullets so coolly.
There was a sound, but the action was faster.
"Damn, there are tens of thousands of people here, how long are you going to kill like this..." Zifeng, who had not taken any action, stood up at this time, his eyes instantly turned purple, and his long black hair was fluttering in the wind. , actually turned up a light purple halo, and finally turned completely purple, and the Purple Moon Sword emitting purple light had already appeared in his hand, and he swayed forward and had already entered the crowd. The Purple Moon Knife in his hand shook slightly, and a lilac sword light cut through the void. Immediately, at least dozens of people were cut in half by this knife, and the flesh and blood were sprayed much faster than before.
Seeing Zifeng showing off his power, Long Zongfeng and others remembered that this was the ferocious young master of the Demon Sect, not the gentle and elegant man who rarely spoke. However, the few of them did not say much. He took Long Wan'er and Kufkarski and ran outside. People who are not from my race must have different thoughts. The children of this generation of Longmen will not be so rigid in thinking that there is anything wrong with killing innocent people indiscriminately, as long as they are not killed. ,What does it matter what he does?
And even if they were killing Chinese people, they still couldn't control the crazy three people.
Such a huge noise had already caused reactions from all around. In the base behind the castle, the soldiers raised by Visage rushed over with guns one by one. Those strong men, and those The gladiators also came here one by one. As for the people in the castle, they fled outside in panic. Only those loyal and Visage warriors kept rushing towards Ye Xingchen and the others, trying to kill them. My boss was rescued from these devils.
Ye Xingchen walked in the front, his figure was like a ghost, constantly shuttled among the crowd, and then took one life after another, while Wang Xiaohu was like a killing machine, every person who died in his hands was torn into pieces Fragments, a large amount of blood sprayed on his body, but it was slowly absorbed by his skin. Soon, a faint blood-gold light appeared on the surface of his body, while Zifeng repeatedly waved the Purple Moon Knife in his hand, One after another, purple sword light shot through the air.
"Crazy young man, Mr. Visage leaves it to you, Old Seven, let me see your submersible explosive skills..." Ye Xingchen had an evil smile on his face, and punched out again, knocking out one person's body. His arm was smashed into pieces, and he turned to Zifeng and Wang Xiaohu beside him and said.
"No problem..." As soon as Zifeng's voice fell, he had already floated a hundred steps away and came directly in front of Visage. The Ziyue Sword in his hand slashed directly towards Visage's body, and Visage's But the housekeeper suddenly jumped up and ran straight towards Zifeng, but Zifeng didn't even look at him. With a shake of one hand, he split a sword light and scratched the housekeeper's body, but the remaining sword light directly cut the housekeeper's body. Visage split in half.
Those warriors who were desperately protecting Visage just now looked at all this stupidly. Killing their boss was as easy as picking something out of a bag. It turned out that they were just playing a game?
Everyone's eyes are full of despair. Faced with such an inhuman existence, what choice do they have?
It was at this time that Wang Xiaohu nodded towards Ye Xingchen, took a step forward, and laughed loudly: "Underlying explosion... Netherworld roar..." Then he saw him punching his own chest. Hit the chest...