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Chapter 1225 No one can stop

Okenbeiro never expected that someone would dare to attack them, the messenger of hell!

Their Hell Angels are a group of murderous killers in this world, and even the God of Death was captured by them!

Who is it, who is so brave, who has such terrifying strength?

Okenberona's blood-red eyes opened angrily, looking into the distance like a wild beast. In an instant, he wanted to see clearly who dared to attack them!

As he saw eight figures as if he was standing a hundred meters away from him!

However, those eight figures were extremely strange, and they were people he had never seen before!

"I'll kill you!" Okenbeiro stared at the figures, and suddenly roared and rushed towards him like a wild beast!

Rumble!

A rocket flew from the front again and exploded near Okenbeiro!

In an instant, the overbearing explosion wave swept across the surroundings, like a beast devouring everything!

Boom!

Okenbeiro was rushed away by the terrifying shock wave, rolling violently on the ground, covered in blood!

Buzzing...

After a long time, Okenbeiluo stood up from the ground tremblingly. He held his head with both hands, shaking fiercely, and a touch of blood flowed out of his nose and mouth! His whole body looked particularly ferocious!

In the blurred vision, figures slowly approached!

From those people, he felt a fatal danger!

He trembled the blood on his face, and he looked back at the brothers who were lying on the ground and smiled miserably: "I didn't expect that I, Okenbero and my Hell Messenger would die here!!"

"I'm not willing, I'm really unwilling to accept it! We can even catch the god of death, but why did we fail and be wiped out..."

"You...who are you?"

Okenbeiro's face became more and more hideous and terrifying!

Unwilling! Too much unwilling!

They could clearly take down the God of Death in exchange for hundreds of billions of bonuses, but they were ambushed by inexplicable forces... Not only him, but his brothers also died with their eyes closed!

"Who are you?" Okenbeiro looked at the figures getting closer and closer, and his originally blood-red eyes became even more terrifying.

The eight figures ignored Oken Beiluo and slowly walked towards Liu Mang!

"Liu...Liu Mang, are they... really yours?" Qin Momo leaned against Liu Mang tightly, his face pale for a long time and could not wave away.

"Well! They are mine!" Liu Mang nodded and gently hugged Qin Momo.

The strong and powerful arms made Qin Momo feel unprecedented peace in an instant, and in an instant, the fear in his heart dissipated instantly.

"Tell me, who are you?" As the eight people walked towards Liu Mang, Okenbeiro's expression was already distorted and his voice was hoarse and crazy.

The eight people walked to Liu Mang and suddenly knelt in front of Liu Mang: "The Sword of Death is late, I'm begging Death to forgive me!"

"Death...Sword of Death?" Okenberona's blood-red eyes were instantly filled with an incredible look.

He pointed at Liu Mang tremblingly: "You are the people of the god of death?"

"Yes! They are my subordinates!" Liu Mang's face was indifferent.

Looking at the eight figures that Qi Qi knelt in front of Liu Mang, and then looking at Liu Mang, whose face was indifferent and fearless, Okenbeiluo trembled all over...

His voice was tragic: "Death, Death, what a death god! We all underestimated you, the God of Death!"

"We all know that you have the right hand of God and the left hand of God before, but we don't know that you have this sword of death beside you! These few swords alone can stop countless people!"

"It's a pity, you know it too late!" Liu Mang responded indifferently.

"Yes, I really know too late! But even if I die, I will never let you have a good life!" Okenbeiro suddenly smiled grimly, tore off his clothes with a sound, and in an instant, he saw a row of bombs tied to his abdomen. Then, a remote control appeared in his hand.

Jian Yi's face turned cold and his reaction was amazing. He raised his hand and shot him.

Several bullets pierced Okenbero's arm directly, and the remote control in his hand fell to the ground.

Jian Er's figure flashed rapidly and appeared next to Okenbeiluo in an instant. He lifted Okenbeiluo, who weighed more than 300 kilograms with one hand!

"I like to play with bombs, right? Then I'll let you play enough!" Jian Er walked to a wall with Okenbeiro, then grabbed two steel bars and nailed Okenbeiro's body tightly to the wall, then walked back to the original Okenbeiro's position and picked up the remote control.

Bang!

With a violent sound, Okenbeiro and the wall turned into a gust of dust and drifted into the air.

Seeing Okenbeirona's thrilling death, Qin Momo's face, which had finally recovered from blood, was pale again.

And at this moment, Jian Yijian Er returned to Liu Mang, knelt on the ground, and reported in awe: "Death God, the enemy has been cleared, please give me instructions!"

Liu Mang waved his hand indifferently, and the sword of Death stood up together and turned around and left!

Half an hour later, the ball vibrated!

The Hell Messenger Killer Group was wiped out!

How terrifying is the energy of Death?

What is his limit?
Chapter completed!
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