Tick tock, tick tock!

On the roof of the warehouse, the melted snow water dripped down the sink and splashed into the puddles on the ground, causing a thin layer of ripples, a black mask, reflected on it, a black and white eye could be faintly seen, cold and indifferent, and a black half-concealed eye mask. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Underneath the blindfold there appears to be a blood-red pupil that is not blind.

"Left, there!"

Qin Hao's eyes pierced through the darkness faintly, staring at a warehouse closest to it, a small black insect was writhing its body, looking restless.

Inside the warehouse were countless black leather bags, as high as a hill, and there were about 10 sturdy men in the open space below, with a solemn face and an unsmiling face, closing their eyes and recuperating.

These guys are definitely not at the same level as the trash fish furnishings outside, the breath exuded by the whole body, and the indifferent expression on the face, almost directly engraved the word "elite" on the face, especially, Zhao Huo, who was sitting lazily on the hill with his legs hanging down, was really as his name suggested, exuding a flame-like high temperature, making the temperature of the entire warehouse extremely hot.

His face was ugly and hideous, and he sat there silently, without saying a word, he had a sense of intimidation like a demon.

Zhao Huo, his parents were burned to death by a fire when he was a child, he was picked up by the Zhao family and raised as an adult, his real name has long been forgotten, and now he is the most ferocious dog raised by the Zhao family.

Over the years, there have been no less than hundreds of families who have secretly destroyed the Zhao family, who are cruel and have a distorted personality, and love to burn enemies alive and brutally torture and kill them.

And his strength has also entered the peak of the fourth order, and he is only one foot away from entering the fifth order, but his fierce fighting style, coupled with the flame heart method, has caused his combat power to have already surpassed the fourth order, and the ordinary fifth-order junior may not be his opponent, in fact, over the years, the fifth-order junior who died in Zhao Huo's hands has long been no less than ten fingers, which can be described as a famous murder.

Under him, through a few cowhide bags, a black insect seemed to be unable to stand the scorching heat from above, fluttering and tumbling, rubbing, all kinds of restless uneasiness was transmitted to Qin Hao not far from the door in a way that everyone present could not understand.

"Huh?"

Qin Hao's footsteps paused slightly, and then in an instant, he accelerated violently, brushing through the air, his limbs curled up instantly, and the meat/bullet/chariot started, like a high-speed rotating cannonball, smashing the door of the warehouse fiercely, making a loud noise.

Rumble!

And the moment he smashed the door, a dozen or so elite men were slightly stunned, and immediately formed a formation to kill him, almost without hesitation, he was really the elite of the elite.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the three of them instantly swung their knives and slashed, and the five men behind them waved their palms, and five red fireballs shot "whoosh" past.

The remaining four men stood on both sides with swords, sweeping the formation on the side, advancing and retreating with evidence, which seemed to be a tactic in the army, quite orderly.

Qin Hao frowned, his body opened instantly, like an eagle swooping on food, he swooped down from a high altitude, exerted force on his waist, forcibly changed direction in the air, dodged three machetes, landed on one foot, his body swung on the spot, and his leg whip "snapped" in the air to shoot a white air explosion.

The three men were shocked, a cruel smile appeared on their faces, and they shouted in unison again, "Kill!" The sound was like thunder, and the momentum of the whole body skyrocketed, as if mocking Qin Hao's stupidity and self-indulgence, three machetes were in the air, and with a fold of the backhand, three brilliant knife lights slashed at Qin Hao's meat legs.

Qin Hao, who was under the mask, also had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his right leg did not dodge or dodge, and he blatantly bumped into it.

The mortal body is invincible to the sword, it seems to make a lot of sense, in this era when the demon gate is far away, today's spiritual cultivators do not pay attention to the tempering of the physical body, so Qin Hao's behavior is naturally no different from looking for death in their eyes.

"You don't even need psionic skills? Fight directly with your legs and knives? Motionless, looking down at Zhao Huo, who was fighting below, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

However, the next moment, his face suddenly changed, and the aura on his whole body exploded.

"Click!"

The knife collided with the leg, but the result was beyond everyone's expectations, except for Qin Hao.

"With the suit, 52 points of physique, my body is the hardest steel." Qin Hao didn't think this situation was surprising at all, he was now able to resist psionic skills with both fists, not to mention a few broken knives.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Huo seemed to have discovered a new continent, a pair of eyes were wide open, in his sight, three machetes forged from stainless steel were broken into several pieces with a click, Qin Hao's leg whip was drawn to the arms of the three without hindrance, so the arms were instantly twisted like twisted flowers, and they were upside down to the chests of the three people, followed by a series of broken bones, and the three men spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison and fell to the ground and died.

Qin Hao only retracted his legs at this time, and retreated slightly backwards under his feet, holding a kunai in each of his two hands, and stabbed out at the five fireballs in the air.

"Puff puff!"

The sound was like a ball cracking, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the fireball broke, exploding into a little spark in the air, Qin Hao gently shook off the bitter flame, did not stop under his feet, and suddenly stepped on it, the gravel under his feet cracked, and the whole person was like a black lightning, rushing into the crowd.

The terrifying physique made his whole person like an unbreakable monster, rampage through the crowd, bringing a bloody storm.

With a kick of his right foot, Qin Hao pounced on the nearest man, stabbed out with his left hand in a straight line, inserted it into the opponent's throat, lifted the man's body with one hand, and threw it at the several men who rushed over on the side.

He seemed to flick his hand slightly, but in fact, the strength was terrifying, the three men didn't dare to resist at all, they cursed in their mouths, and dodged to the side, taking advantage of this kung fu, Qin Hao killed two people in a row.

Where is there any formation, from Qin Hao's monster-like instant killing of three people at the beginning, to his lightning rush into the crowd, this square formation was completely dispersed, and next, it was a unilateral slaughter without suspense.

The attack can't break the defense, the strength can't be compared, and the speed can't keep up, this is still a yarn, Qin Hao is like a lion rushing into the flock, every wave of his hand will inevitably bring a life.

With such a close distance, such a fast killing speed, and even giving them little time to react, the two kunai flew in the air, like the two wings of a butterfly flying, and it actually produced a kind of killing beauty.

And from Zhao Huo's position, his face gradually became solemn, his ruddy tongue stretched out, licking the corners of his mouth, his distorted face became more and more terrifying, and his breathing was rapid, which was excitement and bloodthirsty.