I swept the man who attacked me hard. He was dark and extremely slim, no more than 1.6 meters tall, full of fierceness, almost comparable to Zhou Jin's aura. Half of his boxing skills were Muay Thai, and half of his Filipino fighting skills were all ruthless and tricky, killing with one blow, and specifically attacking the vicious boxing techniques.

He restrained his momentum before, and even I didn't pay attention to him. But the sneak attack just now was extremely ruthless and tricky, which caused me to suffer the worst injuries since the war started.

"Crossing the mountain wind! Your ability is amazing, but it's a pity that you have provoked someone you shouldn't provoke. If you are given an entry into the dark world, you might be another void powerhouse, but... it's a pity that you don't have the chance to continue to live."

The white man, who was like a human bear, showed a look of regret. His hands suddenly exerted force, picked me up in the waist and slapped me hard to the ground.

The dark-skinned little man's eyes were lit up immediately, and his fists retracted to his ribs, and he flew to the side kick.

This kick angle is wonderful, just before I land. If I am knocked to the ground by a white man, I will inevitably fall forward, and I will have to bear the small man's viciousness to the extreme and the strongest kick. If I am kicked by a small man, no matter where he is hit, all the bones will definitely be kicked to pieces.

The situation at that time was incredible, but at the critical moment, the golden shroud showed its greatest power.

The white man screamed first, and his muscles all over his body became withered, and he could no longer hold my body. I turned around with my left foot as the axis and rushed him to the short, dark-skinned man.

This vicious little boxing master tried his best to hit his own people.

I could hear the sound of bones shattering in the white man's body, and even I was kicked seven or eight meters away together. I could kick two men who had a combined length of nearly 300 kilograms so far, which shows how powerful this little dark-skinned boxing master is.

The last part of the white man's vitality was also absorbed by the golden shroud. As soon as I approached the ground, I suddenly struggled and took off the white man's hug. I took seven consecutive somersaults on the spot, and kicked them out with one sweeping leg.

These seven series of somersaults are the killing moves of Yan Qing's fist, which is known as the number one in boxing techniques. They are called Yan Qing Eighteen Flippings. This move is practiced until the heat is reached, and can reach the ground but not touch the ground to produce eighteen flirts. The exquisite and continuous abilities are a first-class small skill.

As for the last blow, the legs of the hall were sweeping, which was a superficial skill that even those who didn't understand boxing could do. I mixed the two moves together, but it had an unimaginable magical effect. I kicked the short, dark-skinned man off the legs of the short one with just one kick.

I didn't have time to absorb his vitality with the golden shroud. I used both hands to force him. Taking advantage of his loss of balance, I grabbed his shoulders and broke his upper arm with two clicks. Then I hit the knee hard, hitting this vicious little boxing master with thousands of peach blossoms, and shattered the skull.

Although I was seriously injured in killing two of Lawrenceff's most powerful men, this injury is nothing to me. With the nourishment of the vitality of the golden shroud, my body is gradually recovering, and it is estimated that it will be able to recover 70% to 80% of its strength in less than a few minutes.

In the fight just now, the rabbits were rising and falling, and the crisis was tremendous. If I were not careful, I would have been defeated and beaten into a dead dog. Of course, it would be another matter now.

Without these two most powerful opponents, the remaining people will no longer be a problem for me.

There were more than twenty enemies in front of Lawrenceff. If they didn't kill them all, they would have no way to help Shana and the others. Since I couldn't help Shana and the others, I would simply not look over there, so as not to be distracted in the battle and fight with Lawrenceff's men again.

In such a melee, the combination of the soul killing and fierce boxing skills made me feel as imposing as an invincible general on the battlefield.

Although the power of the "Pan Tribulation" is stronger, it is not as good as killing people silently.

Ordinary people do not have the ability of mind or other minds, and they cannot see the blood-colored tentacles from the eyes of the life soul killing, but once the alchemy tribulation comes out, they can no longer hide it. Moreover, the alchemy tribulation is indeed stronger, but when facing weaker enemies, the efficiency of killing enemies may not be higher. It is the capital to fight against strong enemies, not the capital to show off when bullying the weak.

Even Shana, Zhou Jin, William and others don’t know that I have developed a life soul, and they just think that I have made a little progress, or my strength is a bit unfathomable. I have developed two groups of life souls and are my biggest trump cards. If possible, I would rather hide the trump cards well than expose my trump cards in such a small scene.

It is not easy to hide the golden shroud. I guess Zhou Jin and Shana should know that the golden shroud I wrapped around is a bit weird. As for William, Johnny, Somos, they may even guess that the golden shroud has the ability to devour vitality, but no one knows that this secret treasure also has the ability to save people, and the vitality it extracts can be fed back to the master.

So far, no one knows my true strength.

The killer moves in various boxing techniques were used one by one, and six people were killed under my hands in a blink of an eye. I was also seriously injured. If I had not been able to monitor the entire audience in all aspects and feel that there would be no blind spots, it would be impossible to kill those six people at such a price.

I was sneak attacked by a small boxing master, and it will take some time for my injury to recover. At this time, my combat effectiveness has dropped greatly, and I am no longer the heroic spirit of the past.

My breathing was getting heavier and heavier. Everyone under Lawrencef thought that I had fought for so long and killed so many people, which should have consumed a lot of physical strength and was almost at the end of my strength. But as the three people who rushed up first were killed by me with more ruthless, stronger and faster boxing techniques, the rest of them were no longer motivated.

Lawrenceff's men had already given me the courage to kill Han, and immediately fled.

I didn't care, but the murderous intent in my eyes became stronger and stronger. My physical strength was constantly recovering, and my combat power was about to return to the peak.

I opened up the "Pill Tribulation" of the Desperate Soul, which consumed a thousand parts of my life, but the Golden Shroud still stored a thousand and five hundred parts of my life. I just now devoured the vitality of several Lawrenceff's subordinates. Even though these people were a drop in the bucket, it was enough to recover my injuries, and I didn't need to use the "reserve".
Chapter completed!