No matter how his attack was, he could not shake the slightest bit of the boy in front of him!

"call out--"

Just as the butcher's leg kicked Yang Jie's chest again, Yang Jie suddenly moved, took the kick from the butcher in the air, and exerted force, threw the butcher out, smashed it heavily on the coffee table, smashing the coffee table into pieces.

"Okay, it's my turn?" Yang Jie grinned and walked towards the butcher step by step, and the aura of the star-level perfection was instantly revealed.

"How...how is it possible? How can the Star-level Great Perfection be so strong?" The butcher saw that Yang Jie had only the Star-level Great Perfection cultivation, his eyes were rounded. After a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "You...are you the Star-Shen Swordsman - Liu Wuhen?"

When he said this name, a trace of cold sweat had already penetrated from the butcher's back.

He had never seen Liu Wuhen, but except for the King of Killers, he could not think of anyone who could have such terrifying combat power at the Great Perfection of Stars.

"I'm sorry, I'm not." Yang Jie shrugged.

Hearing Yang Jie's words, the butcher became even more confused. If it weren't for Liu Wuhen, why could the other party show such terrifying combat power in the Great Perfection of Stars?

The half-step moon-level self is as unbearable as a three-year-old doll in the other party’s hands?!

While shocked, the butcher secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If the person in front of him is really Liu Wuhen, then he will definitely die today. Is even the tombstone very afraid of Liu Wuhen?

Although this young man is powerful now, as long as it is not Liu Wuhen, the butcher still has the confidence to fight.

"I am not Liu Wuhen, he is..." The butcher was still glad that the person in front of him was not Liu Wuhen, but Yang Jie spoke again at this time and pointed at Liu Wuhen standing aside.

"!"

Hearing Yang Jie's words, the butcher subconsciously turned around and looked over, and saw a man in white looking at him with a playful look on his face.

"Are you Liu Wuhen?"

"That's right." Liu Wuhen nodded slightly, then continued: "You just said that Chinese people are sick men?"

“…”

Upon hearing this, the butcher's face turned pale and his body trembled uncontrollably. He did not doubt at all what the other party said was false, because when Liu Wuhen looked at him, a terrifying murderous aura swept over him.

Even the butcher, known for his cruelty, trembled uncontrollably under this murderous aura, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Such a terrifying murderous intent is incomparable to the so-called first-class killers in Hell Heaven.

"Liu Wuhen, don't be arrogant! This time, not only did Lord Tombstone come to Jiangcheng, but he also transferred a first-class killer from outside Hell Heaven. No matter how powerful you are, you are not the opponent of the two moon-level strong men! When the two Lords come, it will be your death date!" Although the butcher was afraid, he still said stubbornly.

"First-class killer, are you talking about coffin?" Liu Wuhen asked in surprise.

"You...how do you know?" Hearing Liu Wuhen's words, the butcher was shocked and had a very bad premonition.

"Because I just ran into him, he was probably lying in a coffin at this moment." Liu Wuhen said.

"This is impossible. Lord Coffin and Lord Tombstone are together. You are definitely not the opponent of the two adults!" The butcher was shocked and continued.

"Haha, believe it or not, that guy from the tombstone has gone to somewhere!" Liu Wuhen said, taking out a cigarette leisurely, lit it, and started smoking.

"I just said, I want you to know that China is not a sick man, but a sleeping dragon!" Yang Jie spoke again at this time and approached the butcher step by step.

Feeling the murderous aura bursting from Yang Jie's body, the butcher's body retreated uncontrollably. The previous rampantness had long disappeared, and all he had in his eyes was full of fear.

"And now, this giant dragon has woken up!" Yang Jie ignored the butcher's fear and said word by word.

"Boy, go and die!"

At this time, the butcher touched a fruit knife on the coffee table. He didn't care much and waved the fruit knife and stabbed Yang Jie's chest.

"Bang--"

The fruit knife stabbed Yang Jie's chest, but could not leave any scars on Yang Jie's body.

Yang Jie still had a expressionless face and looked at the butcher coldly.

With his current strength and his immortal golden body, how could he fight with a fruit knife?!

"!"

Seeing this scene, the butcher stood up and did not dare to continue to be tough. He turned around and was about to break the window and run away.

"Seven Stars of Wind and Fire--"

But before the butcher could open the window, the fire-type spiritual power and wind-type spiritual power flowed on Yang Jie's right hand.

A giant dragon formed by wind, fire, blue and red energy, whistled out and swept towards the butcher who was running away.

"Dual-Series Combination Technology, No...No!"

When the butcher saw the giant dragon sweeping over, his face turned pale and quickly protected his chest with both hands, trying to block the twin-type giant dragon sweeping over.

Unfortunately, Feng Caihuo, with the injection of wind-type spiritual power, the power of the Crazy Fire Seven Star Palm increases greatly. How could the butcher match?

In just a moment, the butcher was annihilated by the dragon...
Chapter completed!