Since he was a child, Bai Yiquan has watched a lot of heavy-tasting horror movies, even if it is the type of Chainsaw Horror, he can barely accept it. Compared with those movies made in later generations to challenge the psychological endurance of human beings, the picture in front of him can only be regarded as pediatric, but the oppressive force brought to Bai Yiquan is unprecedented.

The pure black skeleton stood up from the flames, and the flesh on its body fell one after another, as if an invisible boning hand had removed the flesh bit by bit, leaving the most perfect skeleton. The fire made the skeleton look ancient and solemn, and it gently lifted its withered front paws, as if it were about to grasp the whole world.

Bai Yiquan felt that his breathing was a lot more difficult, the fleshless skeleton stared at him with empty eyes, and the pressure and fear surged towards him like a tide, he involuntarily leaned down and knelt on the ground, offering the most humble etiquette to this [god] in the flames.

The courtiers who greeted the emperor trembled under the throne.

It wasn't until Thomas kicked him hard that the inexplicable pressure instantly receded. He looked up and saw that Thomas was pale and sweating profusely.

"See clearly and kneel, it is not our king. Thomas said coldly, "It's here to kill us." ”

Bai Yiquan shuddered: "Then what should we do?"

"What to do? Do we have a choice but to kill it? Thomas fumbled in his pocket, but he couldn't find a bullet, he cursed and put away the Colt python, "The gun won't be used." ”

"I think I still have a bullet in my gun. Bai Yiquan said weakly, "It's the kind of bullet just now, do you want to give it to you?"

"Forget it, you better stay and save your life, a bullet can't kill [God]. Thomas said as he raised his right arm towards the God who was getting closer and closer, "I can only try it hard." ”

Bai Yiquan was about to ask what Thomas meant, when he suddenly found that the air in front of Thomas's right palm seemed to be "twisted" into a ball. In the next second, an arc was lit in the air, and the [God] who had just gone up to the second floor bounced out in an instant.

Bai Yiquan's eyes widened: "How did you do it?"

"[Lan Press], this is my ability. Thomas shook his hand, "Although it's not a combat type, it's quite practical, but I haven't used it for a long time, and the strength is a little difficult to control." It's probably about using air pressure to create an air cannon centered on a certain point. ”

"Turtle Turtle Sect Qigong?" Bai Yiquan gasped, "It seems to be very powerful, can you kill the [God]?"

"You've already said it's God. Thomas looked at the [God] who was standing up from the sea of fire, and said with a wry smile, "If you can solve it so easily, you are not qualified to be called a [God]." ”

"What then?"

"You have to try, you go to the room first and see if you can take the Snow Maiden and Sakura away. ”

"Senior brother, do you want to stay and break off?!" Bai Yiquan was full of emotion, and tears were about to be squeezed out, "In the future, I will put a small white flower in front of your grave every Qingming Festival." ”

"Get out!" shouted Thomas, "I'm just going to knock it off one more time and run away, and I'm not that stupid!"

"Oooh!"

Bai Yiquan turned around and ran back to Ani's room. Ani was sitting next to Sakura, probing the temperature of Sakura's forehead with the back of her hand, and Sakura looked in a bad state, as if she was seriously ill.

"What's going on, hasn't it been solved yet?" Ani asked.

"Fix it? Pray that it doesn't get us done. Bai Yiquan walked to the window and pushed the window open, "Senior brother will come over soon, let's start here, I'll be the day!"

"What's wrong?"

"The house is already on fire. Bai Yiquan smiled bitterly.

At some point, the flames had spread from the woods, jumping over the lawn to enclose the villa, and there was already a sea of fire directly below the window, and it would not take long to be roasted if you jumped like this, let alone carry a seriously wounded person. With a sea of fire in front and [God] in the back, Bai Yiquan didn't know how to choose, and only hated that he didn't decisively refuse Ye Zhifan's request at the beginning.

At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and a dark-skinned strong man rushed in. Bai Yiquan was startled, thinking to himself who this is? It wasn't until the big man opened his mouth that the familiar northeast accent made Bai Yiquan recognize him as Thomas: "My mother, what are you still doing here in a daze! I really don't want to live, do you?"

Before Bai Yiquan could speak, the terrifying skeleton also appeared in front of the door. Thomas didn't say a word, turned around and punched, directly knocking the [God] to the ground. As God struggled to get up, Thomas raised his hand and aimed it at God's skull.

Bang!

The air cannon was fired again, and the huge impact directly sent the [God] flying, collapsing the wall behind it. Bai Yiquan was fascinated when he saw it, and shouted: "Senior brother is mighty, kill it!"

"Kill your sister!"

Thomas yelled angrily, turned around and wanted to run. At this moment, the bones of God's hand suddenly protruded from the rubble and grabbed Thomas's arm. Thomas didn't say a word, and smashed another old punch down.

Bai Yiquan seemed to hear the sound of bones shattering.

Thomas perfectly demonstrated the physicality of the Caucasians, punch after punch, hardly stopping. The fist fell like a torrential rain, and no one in the afterlife could survive. However, Thomas's expression did not relax in the slightest, frowning tightly and waving his fists vigorously.

[God] didn't respond, as if he had really been killed.

Thomas smashed more than ten punches in a row, and his strength gradually couldn't keep up. As he slowed down, God reached out again and grabbed Thomas's arm. Only this time Thomas didn't break free so easily, and Bai Yiquan saw that an orange-red light suddenly flashed under Thomas.

"Damn it!"

Thomas cursed angrily and used [Lan Pressure] on [God] again. However, due to the close proximity of the cast, it was not only God who was bounced off, but also Thomas himself. Bai Yiquan watched as Thomas bounced up a full two meters high, leaving a striking mark on the ceiling. And the [god] was directly "pressed" down by the huge momentum, and the whole skeleton sank into the floor.

But it was still not dead, and the orange flames sprang out like poisonous snakes, biting Thomas's arm in the blink of an eye. Thomas let out a wail and used Ran Pressure again.

But this time, the goal is myself.

With a mist of blood, Thomas blasted off his left hand with [Lan Pressure].