Chapter 820: The Memorial of Massacre (for the Silver League Jiangnan V Myth 3/40)
The hard blood-colored fang, the token that represented the Blood Fang Group's killing order, was crushed to pieces by Mu Fan's two fingers.
A piece of bloody dust rose up in front of him.
One step forward...
Lu Qingxue, who had just sat down, felt an instant terrifying tremor coming from the soles of her feet.
The figure that brought her warmth in the darkness disappeared in an instant.
On the ground where Mu Fan stood, a depression with a diameter of nearly 2 meters suddenly appeared.
【This kind of power...】
Lu Qingxue's cold eyes were extremely bright, and her heart was slightly agitated.
【One force can defeat all tricks!】
Mu Fan in this state brought Lu Qingxue a kind of peak violence that was so powerful that it exceeded imagination.
The afterimage of the blood-clothed figure hit the opposite side straightly. Mu Fan's right hand was like a claw, and his stern eyes were looking at the Poison King's...throat.
As for the Poison King, at this moment, he held a ball of black mist in front of his chest with both hands.
Press, close...
Press, close...
When Mu Fan's words sounded, cruelty flashed across the poisonous king's turbid eyes.
"You can wait until you go to hell to say this!"
The purple-green bandage flying like a demon suddenly condensed on his withered and terrifying right arm.
Bang.
The black mist was directly turned into a violent vortex, tearing apart the space in an instant and hitting Mu Fan directly.
boom!
The black vortex had just escaped less than two meters before it exploded in the air.
As if being hit by a rapidly falling meteorite, the terrifying air wave instantly spread out a shock wave in the air.
Then a bloody figure came out from inside.
The violent figure covered in steaming blood mist arrived in an instant at three times the speed of the black poison vortex.
The shocked and angry Poison King saw those indifferent and blood-colored eyes before he could even retreat.
At this moment, the two sides were less than one meter apart...
That iron-like palm suddenly grabbed his throat!
When Mu Fan stopped suddenly, all the surging power poured into the withered mummy body in front of him.
Bang!
The tight bandage on Poison King's back exploded instantly.
His eyes popped out, and the sharp pain in his throat caused tears to flow down involuntarily.
But from this moment on, Mu Fan, who was in a violent state of blood, would never give him any time to breathe, not even to...beg for mercy.
Mu Fan's indifferent and cold blood-colored gaze moved away from the ugly and disgusting face of the Poison King and fell behind him...
The right foot touches the ground again.
The momentum suddenly grabbed the Poison King's throat and crashed directly into the wooden door that had just been closed behind him.
boom!
The wooden door made of maple wood was instantly smashed.
Then this figure continued to grow stronger!
Mu Fan's right hand pushed the Poison King's body, crashing through three fences one after another, crossing the sandy yellow street, like a cannonball falling into the opposite earth wall.
The entire wall instantly rose into a circle of yellow earth waves.
The rustling dust fell on the two of them.
But the people who were walking normally on the street were shocked!
Many people took out their firearms at the same time and stood on guard.
"What was that just now?"
"The one flying over...is a human?"
“Maple Leaf Bar!”
The mercenaries who were always on the verge of death were extremely nervous at this moment.
In such a precarious place, God knows who you will meet!
Just as people were nervously looking at the scattered pieces of soil, an emotionless and indifferent voice suddenly came from the sandy-yellow dust mist.
"rest assured……"
"You're not the first."
When the dust cleared, a bloody figure emerged from it.
The evil spirit around that figure was as real as the dust that had just spread around him. Instead, it spread gently when it was still two or three centimeters away from his skin.
"The materialization of mental power... Where does this perversion come from?"
A mercenary carrying an alloy saber whispered with stern eyes.
When he looked at his companions, he found that their eyes were also solemn.
A fighter who can reach this level... is already the pinnacle of masters!
"This is seeking revenge, get out of the way."
An older interstellar wanderer stood still and said decisively.
Just when the crowd spread, the standing bloody figure took a step back.
People instantly saw clearly the limp body that was "pressed" into the wall.
Now the joints of Poison King's body are distorted and bulged to varying degrees.
That was the scene of bones being shattered by this violent blow.
"My...poison...cannot fail."
"Who are you?"
His eyes were a little distracted, but the viciousness had not disappeared at all, and the hatred in them was getting deeper and deeper.
After Mu Fan started to see blood mist all over his body, he became immune to all his toxins...
For the Poison King, this kind of psychological blow far exceeds the physical pain.
Mu Fan just looked at the other person quietly, his eyes neither sad nor happy. When he heard this soliloquy question, his facial muscles still did not change at all.
He made no sound.
He just tilted his head, as if to express a meaning... Finished?
Then he raised his right hand and gently placed it on the Poison King's shoulder.
The green smoke is coming out...
That was a sign that Mu Fan's palm was decaying rapidly.
But Mu Fan's right hand slowly slid down the opponent's arm, not paying any attention to the severe pain in his palm that was constantly corroded by the bandage's venom.
Because inside his chest, his heart was beating five times as fast.
With every beat, surging blood rushes to all parts of the body.
Underneath those rotten skin...are muscles that are healing rapidly.
Mu Fan's right hand grasped the Poison King's wrist and tightened suddenly.
Creak...
The sound of cracking bones was heard.
"ah!"
The Poison King was in severe pain at this moment, and a fear finally began to emerge in his heart.
Because this guy is not human at all!
Why is it that after being exposed to the potent venom on your own body, you can still let your skin rot and dissolve without changing your expression...
Also, what is he trying to do by grabbing his wrist?
The Poison King who was mounted on the wall was so limp at this moment that he couldn't move at all.
"Who are you?"
The shrill howl of pain echoed through the entire street at this moment.
However, at this moment, the hearts of the people standing nearby started beating heavily.
…
Mu Fan raised his eyelids and took one last look at the Poison King.
Gently take a step back with your left foot. At this moment, you will appear in a cross-step stance.
However, the next second, Mu Fan suddenly turned around, and the muscles in his right arm stood out!
Turn around, straighten your right arm, and round with your backhand!
The Poison King embedded in the wall was roughly pulled out by the irresistible force, and then...
Throw it wildly!
When the Poison King's body passed over Mu Fan's head, a dozen or so people nearby could clearly hear a heart-breaking sound of bones and muscles squeezing and breaking.
boom!
Above the four big characters of [Maple Leaf Bar], a circle of smoke and dust instantly exploded, a circle of black smoke and dust.
The feeling... was like a sudden explosion of black sand.
The original red maple leaf logo turned into a pile of black rotten flesh at this moment.
The disgusting stench instantly filled the air.
Several people standing near the entrance of the bar vomited instantly.
"Ugh, this is stinky meat that has been rotten for many years, f-u——k!"
"Ugh, stop talking..."
A big white man in a tight vest covered his mouth with his big hairy hands. When he opened his mouth to stop his companion, he finally couldn't hold it back, and bile mixed with undigested residue spurted out from between his fingers.
Mu Fan stood indifferently on the road ten meters away from the bar, looking up at the completely smashed body.