The man's face showed a look of fear and despair. He tried his best to break free from the shackles of Hun Wuxu, but to no avail. The power of Hun Wuxu was so terrifying that it pressed down on him like a mountain, making him
He couldn't move an inch.
Under everyone's gaze, Hun Wuxu's right hand exerted slight force, as if it was just making a trivial movement. However, this slight movement brought about horrifying consequences.
Click!
There was a crisp and terrifying sound, like the sound of branches breaking in winter, which was particularly harsh on this silent battlefield. The man's head actually fell directly from his neck in full view of the public, and blood spurted out, stained red.
The surrounding land was destroyed. This scene was as sudden and terrifying as a nightmare.
Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in Zhenmo Mansion suddenly became solemn, and their eyes were filled with shock and fear.
Flash sale! This is a direct flash sale!
The strength of Hun Wuxu has exceeded their imagination. They have never seen such a terrifying power, as if Hun Wuxu is an invincible demon that can take away their lives at any time.
Hun Wuxu casually dropped the still warm human head on the ground. His face did not waver at all, as if he had just done an insignificant thing. He whispered: "Next one!" These three people
Words, like cold blades, pierce into everyone's heart and make them feel chilled.
On the battlefield, everyone looked at me and me, their faces were ugly. They had never experienced such a cruel battle, and had never seen such a powerful enemy.
At this time, Zhang Ruochen, the first genius, was being entangled by another genius from the Soul Clan. The two were fighting so hard that he had no time to care.
The battle between Mr. Qi and Sister Rakshasa is not over yet. Their figures move quickly on the battlefield, and every confrontation is accompanied by deafening roars.
Ling Bi and Long Chen also have their own opponents. They are all resisting hard and trying to protect themselves and their companions.
However, facing the strong force of Hun Wuxu, they could not free their hands at all. Everyone's heart was filled with despair and helplessness. They knew that if they continued like this, they would all die.
"I'll go!" At this moment, a firm voice sounded. Bai Sha gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination. He really couldn't stand the arrogance of Hun Wuxu, so he decided to step forward.
Fight for a chance of survival for your companions.
"Are you going to die?" The person on the side grabbed Bai Sha's sleeve, with an unmistakable dissuasion in his tone. His eyes revealed deep worry, and everyone could see it.
The strength of the people Hun Wuxu kills easily is actually not weaker than that of Bai Sha.
However, Hun Wuxu was like chopping vegetables and melons, killing the opponent in an instant. Such a disparity in strength made people frightened. Under such circumstances, if Bai Sha rushes out rashly, he will undoubtedly die in vain.
A trace of unwillingness and stubbornness flashed across Bai Sha's face. He knew that there was an insurmountable gap between his own strength and Hun Wuxu. But he knew better that as a member of the Demon Suppressing Mansion, he could not just watch.
His companions were humiliated and slaughtered.
He shook his head and said firmly: "But if I don't go, others will think that there is no one in our Demon Suppression Mansion. We can't let Ling Xiao go. He just experienced a fierce battle and is exhausted now. It's
When you need a break."
Just when he was about to rush out desperately and defend the honor of the Demon Suppressing Mansion with his own life, a voice that resounded throughout the world suddenly came: "Hun Wuxu, the battle between the two of us is not over yet.
"
This roar is as shocking as thunder, full of unyielding and fighting spirit. It comes from Zhang Ruochen, the first genius of Luanmo City. There is an unquestionable domineering in his voice, as if he is announcing to everyone that he
He is the real master of this battlefield.
Zhang Ruochen's appearance was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the despairing darkness in the hearts of everyone in Zhenmo Mansion. His figure was tall and resolute, with an unyielding light shining in his eyes.
Although he was suppressed by Hun Wuxu's storm-like offensive just now, and every step he took was extremely difficult, Zhang Ruochen was never defeated. There was an unyielding light in his eyes, and every time he swung his gun
, every dodge reveals his perseverance and desire for victory.
When he saw Hun Wuxu turning around to challenge others, Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt an unprecedented power surge in his heart.
This power comes from the sense of responsibility and mission deep in his heart. He cannot let Hun Wuxu wreak havoc on the battlefield so easily, let alone let his companions sacrifice innocently.
As a result, he unleashed all his potential, like an awakened lion, quickly defeating the new opponent, and then resolutely stood in front of Hun Wuxu.
At this time, Zhang Ruochen was wearing silver armor that shone dazzlingly in the afterglow of the setting sun. He was holding a silver gun and looked majestic, just like the God of War descending. His body was covered with blood, all from the fierce battle between him and Hun Wuxu.
The scars left behind.
However, these scars did not make him flinch, but instead aroused his fighting spirit. His eyes were full of determination and determination, as if to say: "No matter how powerful the enemy is, I will never give up."
Because in Zhang Ruochen's view, as the first genius of Luanmo City, he shoulders the responsibility of protecting this land and people. If he doesn't take action, then others will undoubtedly die if they go up. He can't let this happen, let alone
Let your honor and dignity be tarnished.
Therefore, he must stand up, even if he dies on the battlefield, he will have no regrets. His heart is full of desire for victory and care for his companions, and this emotion makes him more brave and fearless on the battlefield.
Hun Wuxu glanced at Zhang Ruochen gently, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile contained recognition of Zhang Ruochen's strength, but also a hint of disdain and contempt. "Indeed, fighting with you is very interesting,"
He said slowly, with an undoubted confidence in his voice, "But unfortunately, I just told you that I was just playing for fun, and I will not show mercy in the next battle. Today, you guys from the Demon Suppressing Mansion
Monsters, every one of them, must die."
Hun Wuxu's words were like sharp blades in the cold wind, biting and cold, making everyone present feel the threat of death. However, Zhang Ruochen did not flinch, and his eyes became firmer, as if he wanted to take this
Threats turn into motivation for progress.
"Hmph, kill me first and then talk." Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, his voice full of unyielding pride.