Chapter 292: It's Your Uncle
"What person?" Feeling the approach of Bai Zifan and the others, these fifteen or sixteen people who were still chatting all looked at them vigilantly, they got up quickly, and looked at Bai Zifan and them with cold eyes. Faintly violent spiritual power surged under their bodies, attacking Bai Zifan at any time.
"It's your uncle. Bai Zifan watched these people find himself and the others, he directly roared angrily, and his body had already turned into an afterimage and went straight to them. His speed was so fast that the people of these killer organizations couldn't react at all.
As soon as he came to a killer, Bai Zifan did not hesitate to slam a fierce straight punch on his body. The speed was like a ghost, and the person didn't have time to react at all, and his chest was already hit by Bai Zifan. Violent force erupted from his fist like a cannonball, blasting the man's body into the air.
"Bang!" The man's body hit a big tree directly, and then he collapsed to the ground softly, and was killed by Bai Zifan with a punch, and his chest completely collapsed.
The rest of the people watched Bai Zifan kill people as soon as he appeared, they knew that it was not good, these people were well-trained killers, and their reactions were quite fast, after Bai Zifan killed one person, the rest of the people had already reacted, and they all launched an attack on Bai Zifan.
They didn't have time to take out their weapons, but their spiritual power had already been urged by them, and they beckoned Bai Zifan with their fists and feet with a frenzied force, and they were merciless.
Bai Zifan looked at the punches and kicks that came at him, and the expression on his face did not change. It was also swept out with one kick, but the strength was much stronger than these killers.
"Bang, bang......" Bai Zifan's strength far exceeded that of these killers, his feet swept across the fists and feet of these killers, and suddenly those killers felt that their fists and feet were hitting the steel plate, and there was boundless severe pain.
Even the bones were shattered, and they retreated backwards in embarrassment, while Bai Zifan took two steps forward, jumped up in the air and turned around and kicked out with a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn, and his feet with incomparably violent power swept across the faces of the three killers.
With three muffled sounds, the three of them were kicked out by Bai Zifan's violent force, and after they landed, they already burped their heads and saw the king of Hades. Although the strength of these killers is already the cultivation of the third and fourth layers of the Phantom Spirit Realm, they are simply powerless in the face of Bai Zifan, a powerhouse of the eighth layer of the Phantom Spirit Realm. As soon as they made contact, they were killed by four people, and the rest had just stabilized their bodies when they saw that their four companions had died in Bai Zifan's hands, and a look of fear flashed on their faces.
I wanted to turn around and withdraw, but I didn't dare to shake Bai Zifan. But before they could retreat, a figure holding a long sword in his hand had already rushed towards them like a gust of wind, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the neck of one of them with an incomparably sharp aura.
"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and the long sword slashed the killer's neck, and blood splattered out, like a fountain, and he covered his neck with both hands, but the blood still splattered out without money. There was a look of pain on his face, and his face became more and more pale.
The last one fell to the ground and did not move, and it was obvious that he was also killed. Qinglian who appeared pulled her long hair to her mouth and bit it, the long sword in her hand flashed with brilliant sword light, and she went straight to one of the remaining killers again.
"Let's hurry up, otherwise by the time we make a move, these bastards will have all been killed by the boss and Qinglian. Chu Heng looked at Bai Zifan and Qinglian, who were extremely ferocious, and he yelled at Han Zhan and the black wolf. The speed of rushing forward is even faster, he knows the strength and means of Bai Zifan and Qinglian, the former is powerful and can easily crush these killers.
The latter is also a very strong existence with his fierce temperament and superb swordsmanship, and he does not blink an eye when he kills. Chu Heng knew very well that if he and the Black Wolf Han Zhan didn't hurry up and make a move, by the time they arrived, these killers would probably have all been killed by the two.
Chu Heng's speed was also very fast, he held a spear tightly in his hand, the spear flickered with cold light, and the spear shrank brightly, and a sharp strength bloomed from the spear, piercing the chest of a killer. The tip of the spear pierced through the man's back, and blood was dripping down, and the scene was a little bloody and cruel. The killer was still in the shock of being repelled by Bai Zifan, and he had already been killed by Chu Heng strongly, without the slightest mercy at all.
A thick reluctance flashed across his face, and he finally fell to the ground, blood staining the earth red. Chu Heng pulled the spear out of the killer's chest and looked at the few remaining killers with a cold gaze. I saw a target and went straight to him.
"Leave us two. The black wolf and Han Zhan were extremely burly, and their speed was a little slower than that of Chu Heng, they roared, and they had already come to the two killers, the black wolf was the most violent, and he did not use his spiritual power, and his pure physical strength bloomed. Grabbing one of the killer's arms with one hand, he pulled it violently.
"Whoa!" a sound sounded like tearing rags, and then the killer's entire body was torn apart by the black wolf's furious rage, and the entire body was also split in two. The means are extremely bloody, and they are simply very disgusting.
Blood splattered on the black wolf's body and face, and he did not feel uncomfortable in the slightest, but showed an extremely excited look. It was as if the blood was an elixir that could excite him, and his body exuded an even more violent aura of power.
His eyes and face were full of cruelty and coldness, and he held half of the corpse in his hand, and he smashed it at another killer with a round round, the speed was extremely fast, and the strength was also extremely violent.
Although the killer reacted, but before he could defend at all, he was smashed on the head by this half of the corpse, he felt that his legs were weak, and he knelt down in front of the black wolf, and his head was already dripping with blood. There were his own, and there were those on the corpses of his companions.
"Grandson, don't beg for mercy for your grandfather, even if you beg for mercy, your grandfather won't let you go. The black wolf looked at the killer kneeling in front of him, his face was filled with a cold smile, Sen Han's killing intent was hidden in the smile, and then he kicked the killer in the chest.