With Wang Xiaohu's roar, the whole hall felt trembling. When his fist hit the ground hard, the whole castle trembled even more. Then, he saw a crack spreading forward with the place where his fist attacked as the starting point, as if a human meridian, the entire ground was trembling constantly. The group of people, with Vasach as the one who stood firmly, fell one by one, and the distance between the cracks became larger and larger, and many people fell directly into the cracks. The range of the cracks became larger and larger, and the entire castle began to shake, as if a major earthquake was coming.

Everyone's eyes were filled with horror. How could they have thought that human power could reach such a level? Or, is it still a human being who caused an earthquake with one punch?

Kufkasky looked at Wang Xiaohu's punch in amazement. No wonder he just said that he used one layer of power. It turned out that his power was so powerful. What have they experienced in the past three years?

Long Zongfeng and others were also a little surprised. They did not feel any explosion of other powers at all. They had reached such a state with the power of **. Isn’t this a little terrifying?

Even Ye Xingchen was a little surprised. He knew from Zi Feng that Wang Xiaohu himself was a Vajra body and had practiced a body-building technique. His physical strength was above him, but he did not expect that a punch could lead to such an effect. This should not be his entire strength, otherwise what would be the strong bloody smell on his body?

"You six, take good care of Wan'er and Kufkasky. Just let the three of us kill each other today..." Feeling the violent intention in Wang Xiaohu's body, Ye Xingchen's strong fighting spirit was completely aroused. He gently pushed Long Wan'er to Long Minjun, and suddenly stepped forward without stepping forward. He had already crossed dozens of steps to the center of several gun-holding men, kicked out one after another without using any starlight power, and fought at these so-called elites with their physical strength.

Even if he did not use the power of starlight, Ye Xingchen's ** was not comparable to these people. Every sweep of his leg was swept out, no matter whether the other party blocked it or not, it was swept out like broken bones and flesh, as if a head of steel had penetrated into the crowd.

Brain, minced meat, blood, and bones kept sprinkling in the air. The strong smell of blood made these soldiers go crazy, or were completely released by Ye Xingchen's huge pressure. They raised the submachine gun in their hands, shaking their bodies, and constantly shooting around, regardless of who was shooting?

Ye Xingchen was extremely fast, and their guns could hurt him at all. However, Wang A, $, and Net Xiaohu had no intention of avoiding them. He just killed the crowd step by step. The bullets of the submachine gun hit him, splashing sparks, but where did he get to the slightest?

"Damn it, Lao Qi's ** is indeed terrifying. Even mine can resist this bullet, but it will always hurt, right?" Seeing Wang Xiaohu walking by the rain of bullets so casually, Ye Xingchen sighed in his heart, but he started faster.

"Damn, there are tens of thousands of people here. How long will it take for you to kill like this..." Zi Feng, who had not taken action, stood up at this time. His eyes instantly turned purple, and a long black head drifted in the wind. He actually turned a light purple halo, and finally turned purple. The purple moon knife with purple light had appeared in his hand. His body shook forward and had already entered the crowd. The purple moon knife in his hand shook gently, and a light purple sword light cut through the void. Suddenly, at least dozens of people were cut in half by this knife. The minced meat and blood sprayed much faster than before.

Seeing Zi Feng's great power, Long Zongfeng and others realized that this was the cruel young master of the Demon Sect, not the gentle and elegant man who spoke very little along the way. However, the few people didn't say much. They immediately rushed out with Long Wan'er and Kufkasky. They were not my race, and their hearts would be different. This generation of Longmen's children would not be so rigid in thinking that there is anything wrong with killing innocent people. As long as they are not killed, what do they do?

And even if the people who were killed were Chinese people, they would not be able to control the crazy three people.

Such a huge noise had already caused reactions around. In the base behind the castle, the soldiers raised by Vishach rushed towards this side with guns. The strong men and gladiators also rushed towards this side. As for the people in the castle, they fled out in panic. Only those loyal and Vishach warriors kept rushing towards Ye Xingchen and the other two, wanting to rescue their boss from the hands of these devils.

Ye Xingchen walked in the front, his figure was like a ghost, constantly shuttled through the crowd, and then brought a life with him. Wang Xiaohu was like a murder machine. Every person who died in his hands was torn into pieces. A large amount of blood was sprayed on his body, but it was slowly absorbed by his skin. Soon, a faint blood-colored golden light appeared on the surface of his body, while Zi Feng waved the purple moon knife in his hand repeatedly, and purple sword lights broke through the air.

"Mad Young Master, Mr. Vasage has given you, Lao Qi, let me see your potential explosion skills..." Ye Xingchen had an evil smile on his face, and then punched him, smashing his arm to pieces, turning his head toward Zi Feng and Wang Xiaohu next to him.

"No problem..." Zi Feng's voice fell, and the man had already floated out a hundred steps and came directly to Vishach. The purple moon knife in his hand slashed directly at Vishach's body. Vishach's butler suddenly rose up and ran towards Zi Feng. Zi Feng didn't look at it. With one hand, he shook and split a sword light, which cut through the butler's body. The remaining sword light directly split Vishach in half.

The soldiers who were trying hard to protect Vishach just now looked at all foolishly. It was as easy for the other party to kill their boss as if they were taking things out. It turned out that they were just playing games just now?

Everyone's eyes are full of despair. What other choices can they have in the face of such an inhuman existence?

It was at this moment that Wang Xiaohu nodded at Ye Xingchen, took a step forward, and laughed loudly, "Suddenly explode...the Netherworld roar..." Then he saw him punching his chest with a sudden punch...hf();
Chapter completed!