Puff! Puff! Puff!

A dull sound echoed, and the black steel forks sank into the ground, revealing a dark hole.

It's bottomless!!

"Kill him, and go two more to capture that woman."

"Yeah! Where did that woman go?"

"Where was standing just now, why did he disappear all of a sudden!"

"Don't worry about that woman, kill this man first and tear him apart!"

The hell Yasha let out a roar, flapping his wings, and his figure was like lightning, shuttled through the void, pounced towards Su Luo, trying to kill Su Luo.

Although these hell yakshas are the lowest-level existences of the underground demon clan, they also possess a trace of wisdom. The demonic energy in their hands condenses into a big sword, forming a sword formation, and killing towards Su Luo from all directions.

The sword light shook, as if it had torn the air and rubbed out bursts of Mars.

These sword lights will block Su Luo's routes, leaving him with no way to avoid and no way to retreat!

It seems that at this moment, a catastrophe is about to come!

"kindness!"

Qin Xueyao, who had disappeared, was standing not far away, watching Su Luo be surrounded by a group of hell yakshas, ​​a light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and a trace of light flashed in her hand.

As long as Su Luo has a crisis, she will take action and kill all the hell yakshas in an instant.

However, Su Luo stood in the center of the sword light, holding Xuantian's real gun in his hand, his eyes did not change at all, and there was no fear at all, as if he had not seen the whistling attack.

Just as the demonic sword was about to fall, Su Luo finally moved. His body was like a swimming fish, and at an extremely tricky speed, he directly passed through the gap of the true energy and appeared in front of a hell yaksha.

His five fingers were spread out, like eagle claws, and they were buckled against the head of Hell Yasha.

His five fingers were sharp and he directly clenched into Hell Yasha's scalp. Blood instantly flowed out, causing the Hell Yasha to scream in pain.

Just as he was about to make some moves, a terrifying force burst out from Su Luo's palm, and it blasted into his head. In an instant, the head of the Hell Yasha exploded like a watermelon.

A headless corpse fell to the ground from Su Luo's hand.

The scene was shocking!

"What a cruel method and a tough will. If this guy joins Xuantian Holy Sect, he will enter the realm of magical powers in the future. I am afraid that Xuantian Holy Sect will really not be calm!"

Qin Xueyao saw Su Luo crushing the head of a hell yaksha without hesitation, and a light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

She just asked Su Luo to attack more than a dozen hell yakshas. In addition to trying to test Su Luo and seeing what inheritance Su Luo has obtained, she also wanted to see how Su Luo is!

But the next scene was completely beyond her imagination. Hell Yasha was in Su Luo's hands, and there was no power to fight back. In the blink of an eye, several hell Yasha had already died at Su Luo's hands.

Especially when seeing Su Luo crushing a hell yaksha without hesitation, Qin Xueyao understood that if Su Luo was not dead, he would definitely have a place in the Xuantian Holy Sect in the future and would definitely be qualified to enter the secret realm of immortality.

Su Luo has almost all of these, such as nature, strength, foundation, means, etc., and such people will definitely become great in the future.

"There are eight hell yakshas!"

Crushing the head of the Hell Yasha, Su Luo shouted softly, flashed, and came to the other Hell Yasha.

His speed is too fast to tell the naked eye.

"Thunder Fist!"

Su Luo clenched his five fingers and punched him out.

Above the fist, thunder swept wildly, wrapping the fist, as if this punch was bombarded by Thunder God.

This power, with the power to break the evil spirit, the demonic energy on the body of the Hell Shura came into contact with thunder, as if it had encountered a nemesis and a mouse saw a cat, was instantly torn and shattered, and the punch hit his chest directly.

The power of one punch!

Unstoppable!

Su Luo compressed his true energy on his fist and lingered with the power of thunder. This hell Yasha didn't even have the power to resist, and a big hole was broken in his chest and penetrated it back and forth.

Blood suddenly flowed out, shocking!

Seeing this scene, the face of Hell Yasha, who was originally brutal, could not control himself and showed a hint of fear.

Although it is widely rumored outside that the Hell Yaksha is not afraid of death, this fear of death is at least a matter of course. When encountering a humanitarian monk whom he can barely defeat, of course, he must not fear of death and fight to the death. After all, the flesh and blood of humanitarian monks is the best cultivation tonic for them.

If you kill a humanitarian monk and genius and devour their flesh and blood, even if you are seriously injured, as long as it is not fatal, you will recover in a very short time and your strength will be further improved.

The harvest is more than the things you pay. At this time, of course you must be brave and fearless!

But now when fighting with Su Luo, it is obvious that the efforts are greater than the gains, and they are completely disproportionate. If you fight to the death, you may not only not hurt Su Luo, but even your life is given to Su Luo. At this time, you choose not to be afraid of death and fight to the end. This is not bravery, but stupidity.

At this moment, the remaining few Hell Yasha couldn't help but retreat, and they were scared by Su Luo!

If this scene is seen by others, it will definitely be shocked. When will martial arts masters in the same realm make Hell Yasha feel fear?

Not to mention being able to easily among the dozen or so hell yakshas, ​​killing the other party in fear!

"Seven left!"

Su Luo's low voice, like the death knell ringing by the god of death, exploded in the minds of these hell yakshas, ​​making the fear on their faces become more and more intense.

"brush!"

The next second, Su Luo's body was moving forward and retreating freely in the air, and in a violent manner, he rushed directly to a hellish yaksha with the storm's fist, and the storm fist was bombarded by the storm.

Before this hell Yaksha came to his senses, he was blown away by a punch, and then his fist, like raindrops, broke his muscles and bones. When he landed on the ground, his whole body was soft and like a pool of mud, his bones were broken, and he could not die again!

"One more died!"

"He was broken all over his body by someone, his meridians, and he died!"

"Retreat, let's retreat quickly. This humanitarian monk is not something we can deal with. Let's go!"

"That's right, go, go quickly, tell Commander Morin about this matter and let him deal with this kid!"

These hell yelled loudly from the mouths of these yakshas, ​​and then a pair of wings spread out, the black air boiled, and the figures ran towards the distance like lightning.
Chapter completed!