Chapter 111 Destroy the dead
“Su Mo, how dare you kill someone and escape from prison!”
A short and stocky middle-aged man with bright yellow martial arts arrogance all over his body shouted angrily.
At the same time, the seven people present saw the shackles broken into two parts on Su Mo's hands and feet, as well as the blood stains on his sleeves, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Su Mo glanced around. Among the seven, five were King of War martial arts masters. Martial arts flames of different colors gathered in both fists. The other two had purple-black flowing venom lingering in one palm, and the other two were surrounded by purple-black flowing venom. One, faintly exuding a pinprick-like sense of mental oppression, is most likely a person with mental powers.
"You guys were also sent by Chalmers to kill me?"
Su Mo looked at the few people calmly, his voice was calm, and there was even a hint of relaxation in his tone.
Chalmers God of War?
For a moment, four people frowned slightly, and the other three showed solemn expressions.
"We are the prison guards of Dungeon No. 3, responsible for guarding all extraordinary criminals on the second and third underground floors, and have nothing to do with Chalmers God of War." The middle-aged man said solemnly.
"Oh?"
Su Mo was a little surprised by this reply. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "That old black man in the room is also the prison guard?"
"Smith, what are you doing? What's wrong with him?" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.
Su Mo responded lightly: "He wanted to kill me, so I punched him to death."
The light tone was as simple and casual as eating and drinking. Everyone felt a chill that went deep into their bones.
On the one hand, he was frightened by Su Mo's strength.
They had heard before that Su Mo was extremely powerful. In the recent battle, he killed two war king martial arts masters with two hammers. Initially, they were still a little unbelievable, thinking that this was all To spread lies.
Now, I have to believe it.
Smith's strength is above average among the eight prison guards. But just now, they only heard a dull and huge sound, and then there was no more movement.
What does this mean?
It shows that Smith can only resist one move in front of Su Mo.
What a terrifying strength this is.
On the other hand, Su Mo's tone was too bland, as if killing Smith, a prison guard and wildfire executive, was like killing a chicken, and he didn't care about the crime of attacking his colleagues.
How can such a powerful, ruthless and cruel person not make people feel frightened.
“Hey, you guys, since you are not sent by Chalmers, then get out of the way for me!”
Su Mo waved his hand, "I don't want to kill you."
"Arrogant!"
The middle-aged man shouted angrily: "Su Mo, it is our responsibility to take care of the prisoners, I advise you Capture him immediately, otherwise, we will not be able to spare you, and Wildfire will definitely not be able to spare you."
"Noisy!" Su Mo frowned and said calmly: "I'm warning you again, now, immediately. Get out of the way for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dazzling golden force burst out, making the clothes rustle, and the pure black pupils turned into gold, like dragon pupils, full of majesty and power. oppression.
"I'm counting to three. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude."
A cold voice sounded in their ears. Suddenly, chills ran down the seven people's spines, and there was a feeling of fear and shrinking in their hearts. .
Actually, Su Mo's force fluctuations are not very strong. At most, they are at the high level of destruction level, and are far from reaching the perfection of destruction level. But his momentum is really terrifying. Like a huge bright dragon waking up from sleep, as soon as the dragon's eyes opened, a holy, fiery, and domineering aura rushed towards their faces, making their hair stand on end.
They are both war kings and destructive powerhouses, and their perception of danger is extremely keen. Generally speaking, when this feeling appears, it means that the opponent is someone who can easily take away their lives. existence.
But you must know that there are seven of them!
If you can't beat one, you can't beat two, how can you beat seven plus one? "3!"
"2!"
The cold voice was like a heavy drum beat, beating on everyone's hearts, causing their livers and gallbladders to tremble.
As the word "1" came out of his mouth, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Come on, I don't believe it. The seven of us can't subdue him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bright yellow aura on his body suddenly surged, and the aura was as thick as a mountain. With a step, he was approaching Su Mo in an instant. When the fist that didn't seem to be huge came down, it was like a mountain falling, carrying an invincible force.
At the same time, the remaining people also launched an attack decisively.
The martial arts masters formed an encirclement from the front, back, left and right, attacking Su Mo's head, back, lower abdomen and other key parts. On the other side, Superpower No. 1 pressed his hands on the ground, and the purple-black venom condensed into a line. The winding poisonous snake quickly moved along the ground and bit Su Mo's feet. The Psychic No. 2, just as Su Mo expected, released a mental shock wave that bombarded Su Mo's brain.
Fist marks, heavy kicks, stabbing swords, venom, mental shock...
Powerful offensives are coming from all directions. It is impossible for any War King Perfect Martial Arts Master or Destruction Level Perfect Superpower to survive this airtight siege.
The mental shock alone is enough to cause a momentary loss of consciousness, thus revealing a fatal flaw.
Seeing that various attacks were about to fall on Su Mo, the eyes of the seven people were filled with awe and confidence at the same time. It seemed that the sense of crisis just now was definitely an illusion.
There is no way Su Mo is that strong!
I was almost frightened by him.
However, the next second, the confidence in their eyes instantly solidified, replaced by a look of deep horror.
Boom~
All kinds of attacks fell on Su Mo. However, the bodies of several martial arts masters staggered and they almost attacked one of their own.
The figure that was supposed to be seriously injured and fell to the ground suddenly disappeared like a bubble. It turned out that what they hit was just an afterimage.
“That’s it?”
A faint sound of disdain rang in the ears, and the next second, the two superpowers groaned at the same time, rolled their eyes, and collapsed to the ground.
"Tsk, tsk, you are a bit good. It's a pity that you met me."
Su Mo lowered his head and glanced at the mental superpower user. The mental impact was indeed hidden and difficult to prevent, but His [Soul Healing Wind] happens to restrain this kind of ability.
The Hexagonal Warrior is so powerful!
"This..."
Seeing Su Mo appearing behind the two superpowers like a ghost, the remaining martial arts masters were shocked and their eyes were full of disbelief.
How is that possible!
How could he be so fast! ! !
They really couldn't understand why Su Mo was so fast when it was obvious that Su Mo was just a Holy Light Destruction Level superpower, even exceeding the visual capture limit of several of their war kings.
What they don’t know is that now, Su Mo’s physique is comparable to that of the God of War, and his explosive speed is terrifying. Coupled with the [Divine Light Feather] he imposed on himself, his speed has increased by 20%. , fast enough to leave an afterimage.
"Next..."
The corner of Su Mo's mouth curled up, "It's time to deal with you guys!"
The calm and relaxed voice instantly made several people stiffen, and chills spread from the soles of their feet. Rising, straight to the top of the head.
(End of this chapter)