How is this possible?

How could he be so strong!

Elvis, who had been paying attention to the battle situation here, suddenly stiffened with anticipation on his face, and the movements in his hands subconsciously slowed down for a moment, but the spider took the opportunity to seize the opportunity, approached his body, and stabbed Elvis in the heart with a dagger in his hand. ｛｝

In Elvis's judgment, as long as the two divine servants injected themselves with the Z-I potion and joined forces to deal with Yang Hao, then Yang Hao would be dead, and this judgment, the god lord also agreed, but obviously the situation in front of him was a little different from their judgment.

In their judgment, if Yang Hao does not enter a berserk state and goes head-to-head, he should not be the opponent of a divine servant, and after he is berserk, it will not be two divine servants who have been injected with Z-I medicine to join forces, but now the situation is completely different, Yang Hao did not enter a berserk state, and easily beat his opponent to vomit blood, and now he actually took the two divine servants with the strength of one person, and he did not even take a step back!

Elvis suddenly felt a little numb in his scalp, Yang Hao's violent ferocity, he had only heard of it, in his opinion, what Yang Hao had done, the divine servant should be able to do the same with Z-i, so he had never had any fear in his heart, but now, seeing Yang Hao's strength with his own eyes, a deep uneasiness rose in his heart for the first time.

Will it lose?

Will they die here?

The spider naturally also paid attention to the battle situation between Yang Hao and Zizhu, and saw that Yang Hao had "transformed", breathed a sigh of relief, and sneered at Elvis, who was shocked and distracted: "How can you understand the ferocity of the boss after the storm, I really don't know where your confidence has always come from!" ”

Elvis's handsome face was distorted in two, and he froze, waved the short sword in his hand, pounced on the spider, and shouted viciously: "No matter how powerful he is, I will kill you first!" ”

……

Xue Na's clothes have been torn a lot, and there are even three bloody wounds on Xue Na's body, although Xue Na is powerful, but compared to Olivia, who has extremely rich combat experience, it is still a lot worse.

Taking advantage of an opportunity to roll, Xue Na glanced at Yang Hao's battle group, but just saw Yang Hao push his palms and push the two gods away, with an indifferent and domineering expression.

A little surprise flashed in Xue Na's heart, and she looked up at Olivia, only to find that Olivia was also paying attention to the battle between Yang Hao and the two divine servants, with a look of horror that could not be concealed.

Xue Na took the opportunity to pounce and fight with Olivia again, but to Xue Na's surprise, although Olivia was fighting herself, her eyes were more wandering across the battlefield.

Was she already thinking about how to escape?

Xue Na had some doubts in her heart, but since Olivia didn't help the others, Xue Na naturally wouldn't attack desperately, Olivia reduced the intensity of her attack because she was observing her surroundings, and Xue Na was much easier to deal with.

……

Yang Hao felt that the world in front of him seemed to have turned into a blood-red world, just like a blood-drenched world.

Endless power is contained in every inch of muscle, and this feeling of extremely strong power makes him feel that he is extremely powerful, as if he can tear a qiē, yes, it is to tear a qiē!

A primitive, violent killing** filled his mind, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty fanaticism, but they contained extreme coldness, and there seemed to be a voice in his head urging him and tempting him.

Kill, kill them all!

Kill them all!

They are all your enemies, they all want to kill you, they all deserve to die!

Yang Hao shook his head slightly, trying his best to retain the last two points of his sanity, and locked his eyes on the divine servant who was closer to him, grinning, revealing a somewhat cold smile.

Die, it's over!

You just hit me, you were very comfortable, right?

Yang Hao's mind was already full of battle and killing at this time, his feet suddenly exerted force, and at the same time as a puff of sand was raised under his feet, Yang Hao had already disappeared in place.

The priest only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Yang Hao in his field of vision had completely disappeared, and he was horrified, and subconsciously retreated towards the rear, but he stopped walking, only to find that Yang Hao had already arrived at his side, a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at him tightly, with undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

Although the divine servant was injected with the Z-I potion, his combat power increased greatly at this time, but being stared at like such a monster-like strong existence Zài, a fear still rose irrepressibly from the bottom of his heart.

As if to overcome the fear in his heart, he roared and blasted towards Yang Hao in front of him with a heavy punch.

This punch was very fast and fierce, but this punch only hit Yang Hao's afterimage, Yang Hao's body was already standing on the side of him, and the seemingly fluttering punch directly hit the god's outstretched arm.

Click.

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded in the air, and although the divine servant's body's sensitivity to pain was reduced a lot because of the injection, he watched his arm deform and break under this fist, and then Bai Sensen's bone slag pierced the flesh and skin, and it came out like this, and the psychological fear was even worse than the pain reaction on the **.

Yang Hao's attack did not stop because of this, and at the same time as the divine servant opened his mouth and howled, Yang Hao's people had already circled the back of the divine attendant again, and hit the heart of the divine attendant's vest with a heavy punch.

Yin Hong's blood spurted out of the divine servant's mouth in an instant, his eyes opened wide, and his pupils were full of shock and fear.

In Yang Hao's hands, he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, just like a newborn baby facing an adult man......

How is this possible?

The rest of the divine servants, watching their companions being killed by Yang Hao's punch, suddenly trembled with fright, and when they saw Zizhu next to them, the divine attendant's eyes lit up, and they rushed towards Zizhu.

Since he can't beat Yang Hao, take down his companion first and let him throw a rat trap!

The priest had only run a few steps, and then he felt the wind behind him, and someone pounced from behind, the speed was so fast that he could not hide, the priest opened his eyes angrily, and the person suddenly stopped, and punched to the rear.

When this punch was hit, he felt that something was wrong, and when the fist hit the flying figure, he realized that it was not Yang Hao that he hit, but his companion who died in Yang Hao's hands!

This punch accurately hit the head of the dead god, and suddenly the head of the dead godkeeper was like a burst watermelon, red and white, scattering in all directions.

The divine servant who punched only felt that something was sprayed on his head with a fishy hot face, and he felt more and more panicked in his heart, but before he could change his moves, Yang Hao had already arrived, and a punch without a word blasted over.

In a hurry, the divine servant hurriedly attacked with his left fist and met Yang Hao's fist, hoping to block Yang Hao's fist.

The two fists collided, and the face of the divine servant changed suddenly, and a huge force rushed out of Yang Hao's fist in an instant like a flood, rushing into the fist, rushing into his fist, and his arm ......

Fingers, broken, broken......

Hand bones, broken, broken......

Bone of the small arm, broken, shattered......

The divine attendant watched Yang Hao's fist smash over like this, and his own fist disintegrated and broke inch by inch in Yang Hao's fist, blood splattered, and white bone slag splattered......

Completely overwhelming power!

The powerful force that erupted in an instant combined with the internal strength in the body produced an unimaginable destructive force, and this punch completely shattered all the bones below the arm of this divine servant, and then shattered.

In front of different display screens, many people couldn't help but gasp at the same time, looking at this scene with frightened eyes.

Human bones, but extremely hard, with a human punch, but so many bones are smashed and even shattered, such power, can human beings still have?

A lot of the splashed blood fell on Yang Hao's face, which looked extremely hideous, and those blood-red eyes, Yang Hao at this time couldn't see half of Yang Hao's shadow on weekdays, and Yang Hao at this time seemed to be another person at all.

The divine servant looked at his bare left hand, and when he looked at Yang Hao again, he seemed to see a man-eating monster, full of incomparable fear, which was a fear from the depths of his soul.

In the process of being trained, they have experienced all kinds of inhuman cruel training, and what supports them is their strength, but now the proudest and strongest in their hearts is torn apart like paper paste in front of this man.

Yang Hao not only defeated their **, but also completely made their souls tremble.

Yang Hao rushed forward, grabbed the god who couldn't dodge, slapped it and flew it up, and then put him on the ground, Yang Hao's left hand grabbed the god waiter's chest, but his right hand had already buckled the god waiter's chin, and his eyes revealed a cruel excitement.

The whole person of the divine servant fell into Yang Hao's hands, with brute strength, but he couldn't move at all, only looking at Yang Hao's hand little by little, Yang Hao seemed to be ready to tear off his head directly!

"Boss!"

Zizhu looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart, and subconsciously shouted.

Yang Hao's blood-red eyes changed slightly, revealing a bit of struggle, the expression on his face changed, as if he was in a fierce struggle, his right hand was bruised, suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, let go of the hand that held the divine servant's chin, and kicked on the divine servant's chest.

The priest flew far away, his entire chest completely collapsed, his sternum completely broken, all pierced into his internal organs, and blood gushed out of his mouth and body like a spring.

Yang Hao's chest rose and fell violently, and he slowly turned around and looked at Elvis and Olivia, who were still fighting.

The eyes are still scarlet.