What kind of person can be so indifferent after possessing such tremendous power? There is no vanity at all, no arrogance at all.

Moussa looked at the man in the white suit.

He knew this man was very powerful.

But I didn't expect that Zhao Zhichao was still beyond his imagination.

The ground has a fan-shaped depression.

The front was empty, leaving only a large fragment of severed limbs, and the bodies of the demons seemed to have been harvested by an invisible sickle, and there was not a single demon with a complete body in the entire scene.

This void has not been able to make up for the swarming demons for a long time, and such a terrifying scene was caused by Zhao Zhichao's casual slap.

And this man, who was doing nothing, was numb and looking at the scene he had caused, without any emotion.

"Brother Chao..."

Mosa didn't know what to call this person, he had some mixed feelings, he hadn't been so frightened before it happened, when he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he was a little uncertain, and the horror in his heart was far beyond imagination.

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Zhao Zhichao casually found a place to sit down, not far from Musa's side.

"You... No, you are so strong, why are you only making a move now?" Mu Sa said, he had never seen Zhao Zhichao's hand.

"Oh, it was too crowded just now, and I had to do it. ”

Zhao Zhichao said calmly, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.

Behind him was a huge flame defense array set up by Stewart, and the people inside couldn't see the situation outside.

Therefore, no one saw Zhao Zhichao's amazing move.

Except for Moussa.

He had completely believed that this man could blow up his world with a little force.

Demons are a threat to this world, and Zhao Zhichao will definitely become a threat to the demon army.

"Brother Chao... Can you help us?"

Mousa sighed, this was the first time he had asked someone for help.

"Haha," Zhao Zhichao smiled, then sighed, "No, unless my master agrees to let me make a move." ”

Helping others is also based on one's own abilities.

Zhao Zhichao is not lacking in ability, but his ability is too high, it simply overflows the normal threshold, and if he is not careful, he may destroy the world.

He still felt guilty about those sweet potato stars, after all... People didn't do anything, and they were blown up the whole planet with a punch.

That's the whole planet... Not a piece of land.

Moreover, God knows if Zhao Zhichao had killed the sweet potato star before that? In an instant, Zhao Zhichao's mood was a little depressed.

Sure enough, leaving Master was not a good choice.

I was too reckless.

I thought that if I wiped out the demon army, a big boss would appear, and then if I defeated the big boss, the traces of chaos would appear, and I would be able to go on the next journey with my master.

Who knows, after the fight, I don't know where I am, and I lost my way, let alone return to my master.

"Just help us clear this area, okay?"

Moussa asked cautiously.

He hopes that he can add more hope to the world.

"What about bargaining?" Zhao Zhichao glanced at him and pointed to the endless demon army in front of him, "Isn't this a good opportunity to become stronger?"

Musa is a Phineszar, a descendant of the god of war, and every battle he fights is exercising his muscles, regenerating his flesh and bones, and this strength comes through one non-stop approach to death one by one, and he grows stronger on the ground.

In the process of becoming stronger, it will be extremely painful, because the god of war needs to feel pain, and only pain is the most direct intuition, which can make the body automatically react instinctively, punch it, and the body will immediately know where it will be injured, and then mobilize its limbs to dodge the attack.

Will it die?

Definitely.

But how is it possible?!

Musa wants to be strong.

"Brother Chao, I'm going. ”

His skin seemed to be burning, red as blood, sweat flowed, and it was immediately vaporized into gas by the hot body.

It's night.

But Zhao Zhichao saw it very clearly through the huge flame array under Steward.

Musa ran under the demon moon, and the sky somehow turned a dull orange, pressing on everyone's heads, which made people breathless, but what was really breathless should be the many demons who were smashed down by Mussa's punch.

A praying mantis-like demon, with a humanoid upper body, six legs as thick as a horse's legs, and a sense of solidity all over its body, its beetle-like head suddenly opened, revealing a hideous mouth with thousands of daggers inserted, and it wanted to eat Mossa's fist.

"Do you want to eat my fist?!"

Mosa was excited, he kicked through the demon that was blocking him, and then there was an astonishing surge of energy in his red right hand!

"Then I'll give you something to eat!"

The huge red fist ignored the sharp and tough dagger-like fangs and smashed it directly! Thousands of tons of strength were all poured into it, and this demon was pierced from head to tail!

Tear and pull!

He who is dead cannot die anymore!

Moussa glared at his orange eyes, which were glowing with excitement.

At this time, if the people in the court of Phinessac saw this scene, they would be surprised to find that Mosa was almost identical to the statue of the god of war they worshipped, and even Mosa made people feel infinite war intent at a glance!

This is the true meaning of the existence of the god of war.

Just by looking at him, he could suddenly give birth to an earth-shattering battle intent from the infinite danger, and stop the timid retreat.

Musa rushed directly into the crowd of the demon army.

Some demons pulled his hair, some demons gnawed his shoulders, some demons bit his neck, some demons hit his nose, and even some demons could directly spew acid to try to dissolve his limbs.

But it's a pity.

Although they wounded Mussa, they could not kill him, which became the reason why Musa became stronger.

Ten demons, a hundred demons, and then a thousand! endlessly, like quicksand, came to Moses.

And Moses is beneath the quicksand.

He couldn't die, relying on his strong physical fitness, he was forced to carry it, his bones were crushed repeatedly because he couldn't stand such a heavy pressure, and then those crushed bone slags were pierced into the internal organs, and his internal organs were also squeezed.

The demon is like an evil ghost from hell, he wants to drag him down and become a member of that hell, his mouth is full of the taste of blood, there are demons, there are his own, he is very excited, like a demon god of hell.