Looking at the crimson monster with sharp wings and hideous face that was rushing towards him frantically, Su Han couldn't accept it, after all, she was a petite and lovely little girl one second, but the next moment she became a half-human, half-ghost monster, such a gap is really too big. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feeling the strong oppressive force on Cyra's body, and the pain like an ant devouring his body, Su Han's eyes seemed too flat, and when he looked closely, it turned out that the blackness in his eyes had disappeared.

A touch of purple and blue emerged from the corner of the eye, scurrying to the center of the eye, coiled into a circle. Suddenly, like a spider, it covered its eyes with purple-blue threads. Frost gradually formed on his black hair, and it became extremely dreamy. Almost purple frost rose from under Su Han's feet, and almost instantaneously engulfed the whole person in it.

The armor covered with sharp barbs took shape in an instant, and Su Han rushed towards Cyra like a giant beast with a hideous face. The slaughter clenched in Su Han's right hand gradually turned bloody, and purple frost was attached to it, like a fierce beast that had just woken up, slowly stretching out its fangs. The gauntlet on his left hand was nearly twice as large as his right, and it resembled an angry dragon with an open mouth, a deep purple glow flickering wildly in its eyes.

Cyra took two sharp steps, jumped slightly, withdrew her right fist, and then swung it violently. Her fists were nearly twice as large as normal, and her long spikes protruded forward like vampire fangs. Su Han also met it with a punch, seemingly unpretentious, but when his fists were about to collide, he suddenly melted the front of the gauntlet.

In Cilla's calculations, the two punches that had already collided were a little late, and this feeling of using the wrong force made her feel a little uncomfortable, and the next Su Han's heavy punch made her even more uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but take two steps back. Even so, Su Han still took five or six steps back.

Glancing at his left hand, which was trembling unconsciously, Su Han shook his head helplessly. The strength and speed are still not comparable to her, and it seems that she can't fight hard. As soon as he thought about it, a burst of abundant power suddenly surged out of his body. Su Han was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance back.

Behind them, Raphael, Xia Yang, and Qiu Yue sat cross-legged, and above the three of them, Gabriel's angelic heart was spinning out of thin air. This is exactly what Su Han went to the Zuo General's Mansion that day, and they practiced - the remnants of the Li clan.

"Four Qi Return to the Origin and Gather" Raphael shouted softly, only to see that her body was shining with green light, Qiu Yue and Xia Yang were shining with red light, and the strength in their bodies was frantically surging towards the Angel Heart, and between the Angel Heart and Su Han, there was a looming black silk thread, using this as a route. Transmit the courage into Su Han's body.

The wind was howling behind him, Su Han hurriedly turned around, raised his right hand to slaughter, and propped his left hand on it, blocking it vertically in front of him. Cyra took a sharp step forward, turned her body, and slashed at her right arm, which turned into a sharp black wing. The sharp feathers slashed at the spine of the slaughtering sword, and it made a roar like gold and iron intersecting, and Cyra pressed down hard, and the black feathers rubbed against the slaughter, bursting out with sparks.

Su Han's left arm bent slightly, and then pushed it out again, pushing Cyra's right wing away. Cyra's body turned, and she turned into a face for Su Han again. She took two steps back, pointed forward with her right wing, and swiped slightly to the right, a gray aura suddenly appeared, and as soon as it gushed out, it immediately turned into a huge beast head and rushed towards Su Han.

Su Han looked at the beast head, his gaze froze, and he flipped to the left, dodging the attack of the beast head. But a piercing roar suddenly came out of the beast's head, and Su Han's head suddenly ached, and his eyes were a little confused. After a pause, the beast's head turned over and rushed towards Su Han. The head resembled the head of a lizard, but with sharp diamond-shaped scales and jagged fangs, it resembled the monster at the gate of the palace.

Presumably, Cyra raised those monsters just to suck their souls and enhance her soul attacks. Su Han thought in his heart, but he retreated violently under his feet, trying to dodge this attack. It's just that he was already a beat slower, and with the extremely fast fluttering of this soul and the unevenness of the ground, he was soon chased by him.

There was no way to avoid it, Su Han suddenly stopped, and softly read out in his mouth: "Evil Sound Technique, Condensation." He stretched out his right hand forward, and a red mist suddenly poured out, forming a red skull, roaring, and biting with the beast's head.

After the beast's head appeared, she followed closely behind, and at this time Su Han stopped, and she immediately jumped high and smashed down with her fist. Suddenly, a cyan shield appeared next to Su Han, blocking Cyra out.

The silk thread has turned cyan at some point, Raphael is covered in blue, and his red lips are lightly opened: "Four Qi Return to the Origin, Rejection." Suddenly, Qiu Yue and Xia Yang were shrouded in red mist, and the two of them read in unison: "Four Qi Return to the Origin and Violence". The silk thread instantly turned red and went straight to Su Han's body.

Su Han felt that his body was suddenly filled with endless power, and his whole person instantly became crazy. He swung his right hand upwards, and the slaughter turned into lightning and swept towards Cyra's left hand, who was unable to borrow his strength in the air and had to use his right wing to block it.

With a "dang" sound, Cyra was knocked upside down and flew out, and a blood streak appeared on the right flank. Before he landed, Su Han had already rushed in front of Cela. The left fist swung down violently, and Su Han mercilessly sent the huge left fist into Silla's abdomen. Like a shooting star, Cyra slammed into the ground, sinking into a deep pit and coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Su Han took advantage of the situation to attack, he took a step forward, and his left fist was like a pile driver, smashing frantically against Xila. Cyra was relieved, and was hit in the stomach by Su Han's next punch, and was suddenly powerless to resist, so he could only hold his right wing in front of him to reduce the damage caused by Su Han.

Cyra tried to kick Su Han with his foot, but even though his leg was kicked to make a "click" bone cracking sound, Su Han ignored it and just bombarded wildly with an expressionless face. Cyra's right flank had bent a little, and the color had darkened, even the color of blood. A slight look of fear appeared in Cyra's pure black eyes, because she saw Su Han suddenly raise the slaughter, clasped her hands, and slammed it down, pointing directly at her heart.

The carnage stalled on Cyra's right flank for a moment, and finally slowly submerged into it, without the outermost layer of protection, and the carnage suddenly withered through the flesh and shot at her heart. Cyra's eyes widened, and she desperately stretched out her right flank, trying to deflect the slaughter a little.

"Poof"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing through flesh was heard, and Cyracu's eyes protruded, and then his head tilted, and his eyes lost their lustre.

Su Han pulled out the slaughter, and the right wing of the Cyra he brought was lifted up, and then he fell down weakly. Su Han once again held his hands upside down and thrust sideways towards Cyra's neck.

Twenty centimeters from Cyra's neck, she suddenly opened her eyes again, and Sila tilted her neck to avoid the slaughter. The slaughter was deeply inserted into the ground due to Su Han's excessive force. Cyra's face was hideous, and her right wing contracted, stabbing into Su Han's abdomen.

The corners of Silla's mouth hooked an arc and looked at Su Han proudly. But her smile suddenly stopped, because she suddenly saw the mocking look in Su Han's eyes. tilted his head, but saw that Su Han's hands were still grasping the hilt of the slaughtering sword, and at this time, the slaughter was like a guillotine, slashing towards his head. Cyra reached out with her left hand and gripped at the slaughter with all her might. But no matter how hard her skin was and how strong her strength was, she couldn't stop the sharp weapon that Su Han was holding in both hands to slaughter, and Cyra's left hand suddenly became a blur of flesh and blood.

Blood was pouring out, and the slaughter had reached Cyra's neck.