1139. Who the hell are you?

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The wind is slightly cool.

A cool breeze passed through the big hole that had been pierced in the Rakomatsu bar, and people couldn't help but shiver.

What happened?

What's going on?

The jaws of all the capable people almost fell to the ground, and they all opened their mouths and couldn't speak, the scene in front of them was too shocking, too unbelievable!

Just now, Qiao Song still seems to have an absolute advantage? The nearly sixth-order demon god's body is amazing, and the power of that body can be easily crushed even by the corpse king, right?

However, in the blink of an eye, how could he be directly beaten by Yang Qun's flesh and blood, and directly hit through the Luosong Bar and flew down hundreds of meters away?

Looking at the long gullies that were scraped out of the ground, there seemed to be Qiao Song's flesh and blood on the soil, and the body of this demon god was blown up like this?

The unknown man on the other side is called Yang Qun, he ......

Only one finger, a small female finger.

How can it be!!

Defeated Qiao Song with one finger, how is this possible?

Even if it's a joke, there's no such thing, right?

Yang Qun's power was well controlled, although Qiao Song was blasted out, he did not destroy any of the surrounding buildings, even the Luo Song Bar only shook slightly, and all the destructive power only acted on Qiao Song himself.

"What happened?"

"Lord Qiao Song...... Master Qiao Song...... Defeated? ”

"One hit, one hit kill!!"

At this time, people finally understood what was happening, although they didn't know what Yang Qun's ability was, but ...... Qiao Song was really defeated.

And Yang Qun only used one finger.

The expressions of these capable people looking at Yang Qun changed, there was awe, there was shock, but more fear.

This is their enemy, an enemy of unknown ability.

Their protective umbrella, their Lord Qiao Song, do not know whether they are alive or dead.

And the little soldiers below them suddenly had a feeling of "whole body fruit" when they stood here, their little lives no longer belonged to them, and they could be taken by the powerful enemy at any time.

Yang Qun's eyes were cold, and he swept around slightly, and everyone who was seen by him couldn't help but retreat, for fear that he would become the next target.

No one dared to look at Yang Qun's cold eyes head-on, although Yang Qun did not release the breath of his strength, but this terrifying and depressing aura also made people almost breathless.

A heap of rabble.

This is what Yang Qun said about them, these people nourished and grew under the shadow of Qiao Song, bullying the people in the dark, forming small groups, and no one dared to provoke them.

But once the shadows were gone, they didn't dare to move and scream when they were exposed to the sun, just piles of waste and moths.

Yang Qun was no longer interested in looking at them, and strode out, walking in the direction of Qiao Song.

Qiao Song was facing the blue sky, his eyes were blank, the strong steel muscles on his body had burst, the bones in his body were almost shattered, and there was no longer a trace of strength to support his body.

Blood foamed from the corners of his mouth, and his dark eyes were full of doubt and fear.

Why?

Why did you lose so completely?

Why is the other party's power so strong?

He was already close to the sixth order, and he had reached a height that people couldn't imagine, he thought that such strength was enough to stand at the top of the world, and even fantasized that he could reach the level of the Ten Demon Gods of Blood Raven with a little more effort......

However, he never thought that someone could surpass his strength countless times.

With just one finger, he was directly crushed, and Qiao Song was simply an ant in front of Yang Qun.

A figure covered Qiao Song's realization.

The outline of Yang Qun appeared in his dim eyes, Yang Qun's face was neither sad nor joyful, there was no joy of victory, and there was no ridicule of the loser, everything was so indifferent and calm, as if what he had done was insignificant.

"You...... Who the hell is ......" Qiao Song opened his mouth and spit out a few bytes, and then a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouthful, and there was a little bit of minced meat, his injuries were already very serious.

Yang Qun didn't answer his question, but inadvertently swept over the statue of Li Chao, the Ten Demon God of Blood Crows in the distance, and then said lightly: "The Ten Holy Cities of Blood Crows have been established well, and human beings can recuperate and evolve, but you moths have overwhelmed the bottom line and must be disposed of." ”

"You ask me if I know what the Ten Holy Cities of Blood Ravens are, I'm afraid no one will know better than me."

"Because...... Here's what I ordered to build. ”

Yang Qun said lightly, Qiao Song's expression slowly changed from fear at the beginning, to strange at the beginning, and shocked after the rest of the last.

What the?

The Ten Holy Cities of Blood Raven were established by his order?

Do you say, do you say...... This man turned out to be!!

Qiao Song's eyes were full of incredulity, how could this kind of thing happen in front of him, was this man really the legendary sage?

"Hehe, your eldest brother Song Tao is almost here, let me see, 1, 2, 3 ......"

"Your power here is really good, I haven't seen you for a few months, and there are actually three sixth-order demon god-level powerhouses standing on your side, it's really incredible."

With a sneer on the corner of Yang Qun's mouth, his eyes looked into the distance, and he was coming.

Qiao Song's eyes were full of despair, and he was expecting his eldest brother Song Tao to rescue him and eliminate Yang Qun, an abominable enemy.

But now...... He had already understood Yang Qun's identity, and the power that Yang Qun showed had completely exceeded the scope of his imagination, this power was overwhelming, and even Song Tao, a sixth-order person, was absolutely incapable of fighting against it.

"No...... Don't come...... Come on. ”

"This man can't be his enemy."

"This man...... This person ......"

Qiao Song kept spurting blood, and his mouth was slurring slurred staccato words, how he wished he could fully recover his body now and yelled at them all to retreat.

But it didn't work, he couldn't shout a word anymore.

The aura of the sixth-order demon god powerhouse was approaching, and rows of troops with guns had already blocked the place.

What made Qiao Song desperate the most was that at this moment...... The sound of sirens suddenly resounded throughout the base.

The red sirens flickered with a frightening glow, the roads around the area had already been cleared of pedestrians, the ground was constantly forming advanced weapons, and the hidden defenses were spreading their claws.

The strong have come.

In the flickering golden light, a middle-aged man with a radiant look descended from the sky, he stepped on a metal disc under his feet, metal abilities filled every corner of his body, and the breath of the sixth-order demon god pressed the surrounding crowd out of breath, and this person who came was Qiao Song and Tang Le's eldest brother ---- Song Tao.

A sixth-order demon god-level powerhouse.

One of the top leaders of this base.

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