Chapter 370
"brush!"
The moment the voices of the two Fusang people fell, two white cold lights suddenly appeared out of thin air, one left and one right, killing Su Luo in the sky.
This is a knife light.
One of Qianyeliu's unique skills, Qianye's killing technique!
With one knife, the air waves rolled, and the knife air tore the air and kept howling.
Breaks appeared on the ground!
It's so scary!
Su Luo had no intention of evading. After he walked into the villa, he knew that the two of them were hiding around. Moreover, the strength of the Qi Condensation Realm could not cause any harm to him.
When two sword lights were about to slash on him, Su Luo slowly raised his hand and bounced his fingers.
"bite!"
A crisp sound rang out, and the samurai sword exploded like glass, exploding into pieces in the sky.
"go back!"
Su Luo stepped on his footsteps, and a stream of true energy soared into the sky, rolling up the fragments of the samurai sword and whizzing by.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
The sound of the body being penetrated by sharp weapons sounded, and the ninja holding the knife didn't even have a chance to react, so he was beaten into a hornet's nest.
My body fell heavily to the ground, and the blood suddenly dyed the ground red.
Those who die can't die again.
Then, Su Luo's body shook, and his true energy condensed, turned into a spear, pierced through the air, directly pierced another ninja and nailed him to the void.
"Bang!"
His body fell down and his eyes were staring ferociously.
Die with your eyes open.
In an instant, the two ninjas could not die again.
"Gudong!"
Hiroshi Watanabe and Masao Yoshida couldn't help swallowing, their faces trembled with an indescribable look of fear.
This Yanhuang boy is so terrible.
Too cruel.
Is this still a human?
The two ninjas around him were the bodyguards specially arranged for them by Chiba Liu. The strength of the Qi Condensation Realm was not successful, but they were directly killed after the sneak attack.
Is this Yanhuang boy still a human?
Wang Yuankui was completely scared, but he knew the power of the two ninjas around Hiroshi Watanabe and Masao Yoshida.
Knife-cutting bullets is not a problem.
But now these two people are like ants and are directly crushed to death.
Is this guy not Lin Miaoyan's husband, he is a completely cowardly person?
But what the hell is this scene now?
The two women in cool clothes finally came to their senses when they saw several corpses on the ground. They screamed twice, rolled their eyes, and fainted from fear.
After looking at the two women who were unconscious, Su Luo naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it. He glanced at the three of them indifferently, and walked towards Hiroshi Watanabe and Masao Yoshida step by step.
The steps were very light, but to them, it seemed like the steps of the god of death.
"You are the ones who kidnapped my wife just now! Tell me, how do you want to die?"
"You...what do you want to do, boy, I...I'll tell you, there is a martial arts master in the villa. If you dare to kill me, he will definitely tear you into pieces after he comes. You'd better think clearly."
When he saw Su Luo's eyes falling on him, Masao Yoshida was so scared that he sat on the sofa, staring at Su Luo with panic on his face: "And, I...I tell you, I entered Yanhuang through regular channels. If I die, you..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, Su Luo raised his hand impatiently and slapped him hard in the power.
The powerful force directly deformed Yoshida Masao's face, blood and teeth sprayed out of his mouth, and half of his face collapsed a little, looking extremely embarrassed.
"I'm not listening to your nonsense. I'm giving you another chance to explain, how to die."
Su Luo's tone was calm, with a bone-broken chill mixed in his tone.
"No... don't kill me, please, I can give you a lot of money, a lot of money."
Yoshida Masao was completely frightened by Su Luo's words, and looked at Su Luo with unspeakable fear.
"money?"
Su Luo took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and shook it: "I don't lack money. Money is just a number to me. Unfortunately, your answer does not satisfy me, so I will choose the way to die for you. If you like money so much, then die on money!"
"brush!"
Before he finished speaking, Su Luo swung his arm and the hundred-dollar bill in his hand flew out.
The next second, Yoshida Masao's neck was cut off, and the blood-stained bill was directly penetrated into the wall with blood.
All this happened just in the flash.
Too fast!
Neither Watanabe Hiroshi and Wang Yuankui, who were about to reach the side, reacted, and Masao Yoshida died.
Die with your eyes open.
"Gudong!"
Haruka Watanabe and Wang Yuankui couldn't help swallowing. They looked at Masao Yoshida's body, and then looked at the hundred-dollar bills that were deeply trapped in the wall.
The whole person seemed to be a ghost and couldn't react.
Is this really a piece of money?
Are you sure this is not a knife?
When did a piece of money have such terrifying destructive power?
The two were completely scared.
"It's your turn next, how do you want to die?"
Su Luo set his eyes on Hiro Watanabe.
"Why did my nephew die? Who gave you this courage?"
At this moment, a stern voice rang out.
Accompanied by the sound of the clogs falling to the ground, an old man dressed in a warrior walked in from outside.
An extremely powerful aura emanated from his body, and a samurai sword hung on his waist, but his face was extremely gloomy, especially when he saw Masao Yoshida's body, the murderous intent almost condensed into reality.
The murderous intent is intertwined, making people feel scared.
"Uncle, save me, almost kill the lowly Yanhuang man. He killed Masao Yoshida. I want to peel him and cramp him and tear him into pieces."
After seeing this figure, Hiro Watanabe saw this figure, it seemed as if the drowning man had grabbed the last straw and shouted loudly.
His eyes were full of cold eyes and stared at Su Luo: "The lowly man, my uncle is here, I want you to be broken into pieces. Not only that, I also want your woman to kneel in front of me like a bitch..."
"You're looking for death!"
Watanabe Hiro's words completely aroused Su Luo's murderous intent. His eyes suddenly became cold, and his body suddenly appeared beside Watanabe Hiro's side. His hands raised and his palm fell down with a loud bang.
"you……!"
Hiro Watanabe never dreamed that after his uncle came, Su Luo would dare to take action, and subconsciously yelled.
Unfortunately, before his voice could be heard, a huge force soared into the sky. Under the huge force, his head was directly pressed into his chest, and his bones were broken inch by inch.
When the palm prints dissipated, Haruka Watanabe had disappeared.
Chapter completed!