"Boom!"
The sound of two golden and iron clashes came out at the same time, and the sword screamed with sorrow.
Under Su Lang's Martial Artist level attack, Teng Bao and the other person were simply unable to parry, their weapon were instantly swept away, and the door opened wide.
At the same time, that terrifying invisible force exploded from the sword, making half of their bodies numb, and they were unable to make quick movement in a short time.
"It's absolutely impossible."
Teng Bao was dumbfounded, unable to believe that his strength in the realm of quasi-Martial Artist for many years was not the match of a young man's strength.
Another quasi-Martial Artist of the Broken Axe Hunting Group was also terrified and filled with disbelief.
However, the facts are in front of them, and they can only accept it even if they refuse to believe it.
"Ghost moon, kai!"
At this moment, Su Lang shot his sword again, and the throats of another three Broken Axe Hunting Group members broke again, and blood was flowing like a fountain.
"Escape, go."
Seeing this scene, Teng Bao and two others were frightened, and they were about to withdraw immediately.
"Want to go now? Its to late!"
Su Lang sneered proudly, and took a step forward, straddling several meters, cutting at Teng Bao.
"So fast!!"
Teng Bao looked at the gradually enlargening blade, his scalp exploded with horror.
He instinctively raised the long blade to block it in front of him, but the deadly blade light suddenly folded and slashed straight to his waist.
"puff!"
Cut into the fresh, bringing out a color of scarlet.
Teng Bao's eyes were violet, and the endless pain almost took away his strength, making him stagger out of balance.
"Boss Teng!"
"The boss is defeated, what should we do?"
"Run! One who can run is one!"
"...."
The remaining three members of the Broken Axe Hunting Group saw Teng Leopard seriously injured, and suddenly they were without a master.
Then, under the leadership of the quasi-Martial Artist, they began to flee in all directions.
"Don't go! Come back! Help me!"
Teng Bao looked desperate and sat down on the ground.
He never expected that these guys who usually call each other brothers would be so selfish and disloyal at the critical moment!
"Do you want them back? I will help you!"
When Su Lang ridiculed, his body had already chased the escaped quasi-Martial Artist.
With his quasi-Martial Artist+ level speed, he caught up with the quasi-Martial Artist in just three breaths.
"Die for me!"
The quasi-Martial Artist felt the blade light on his back, his hair was standing up in terror, and he immediately turned around and swung his sword.
"Clang!"
The long sword wailed, and a head flew high.
The other two members of the Broken Axe Hunting Group who were fleeing saw that the quasi-Martial Artist was killed with a single blade, and they were frightened and shuddered.
One person was even more so frightened that his legs became weak, fell to the ground, and then prostrated on the ground and kept protruding his head to Su Lang.
"Could not stand still?"
Su Lang looked indifferently at the last man of the Broken Axe Hunting Group who still running away, his voice was as cold as coming from a bottomless abyss.
The last man in the hunting group of Broken Axe who was running away trembled and stopped involuntarily.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around stiffly and knelt down tremblingly.
"Very obedient, not bad."
Su Lang smiled slightly and walked towards the pale face of Teng Bao.
As Su Lang's footsteps got closer and closer, Teng Bao's body was instantly wet with cold sweat.
"Come on, why do you want to kill me?"
With a wave of Su Lang's sword, he touched Teng Bao's eyebrows, and a few hairs were cut by the blade and drifted away.
"You....are you really Su Lang?"
Teng Bao's voice trembled so much that he could hardly hear him.
Su Lang nodded and said, "Yes, tell me why do you want to kill me, I can give you a quick death if you tell me honestly."
"I still don't believe that you are Su Lang...."
Teng Bao shook his head in disbelief, and then laughed like crazy.
"Hahaha!"
"What if you are really Su Lang?"
"I am going to die anyway, why should I tell you?"
"Hahaha, after I die, someone will definitely avenge me. The background of the Broken Axe Hunting Group is not something which the likes of you can fight against!"
"You son of a bitch, kill me, come on!"
Teng Bao seemed to have overcome his fear, his eyes were blood red, and he stared at Su Lang closely, gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Hehe, this is forcing me to use those cruel 'craftsmanship'!"
Su Lang looked down at Teng Bao condescendingly, "Okay, then I will fulfill your wish!"
After speaking, Su Lang smiled, and lightly cut Teng Bao's face and carved out a slice of fresh and little blood like fish scales.
"What are you going to do?"
Although the wound was small, Teng bao had an extremely bad feeling.
However, Su Lang no longer answered his questions at all, instead focusing all his attention on the blade.
Ling chi's craft....
Once you don't perform well, the target will die!