This scene happened so suddenly that both Wang Yuankui and the old man finally appeared were stunned. They never expected that Su Luo was so brave that he dared to take action, and with one blow, he killed Watanabe Yuki.

"I remember next time, don't come to Yanhuang again, and don't talk so much nonsense." Su Luo said lightly as if he had done something insignificant.

The sound of this words also woke the old man Fusang. Looking at the flesh and blood emitting a strong smell of blood on the ground, a terrifying murderous intent emanated from him: "The lowly Yan Huang, the lower-class man, if you dare to kill my nephew, I will tear you into pieces..."

The murderous intent contained in the voice made Wang Yuankui, who was standing beside him, feel that his soul is about to be frozen.

Su Luo sneered and said, "Who are you? An ant in a small place dares to show his power in Yan Huang Yaowu. So what if I kill your nephew today?"

"Baga!"

When the old man heard this, he was furious and his eyes were filled with horrible murderous intent: "The lowly Yanhuang man, today I will take you out of nothing. Remember, when you arrive at the King of Hell, don't forget to say that the person who killed you is called Watanabe Ichima."

Before he finished speaking, Watanabe rushed towards Su Luo with a ferocious eyes and slashed down with a knife. The sword light was unpredictable and extremely ghostly.

At this moment, in Su Luo's eyes, this samurai sword seemed to have turned into thousands of swords and was covering him.

What Watanabe used was Chibaliu's true unique skill. Once the Chiba knife technique was used, the blade was as fast as lightning, and it was like a catkins falling down willow leaves. The blade light was unknowingly hurting people.

"Die for me!"

Watanabe Ichima's eyes were shining with ferociousness.

He could see that Su Luo was very strong. Such a person was definitely a young hero in Yanhuang. If he killed him, he would still be a loss if he died.

It was also a great achievement for him to return to Qianyeliu.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Ima's murderous intent became stronger and stronger, and the attack in his hands became more and more rapid. The light of the sword almost enveloped the entire space, killing Su Luo in the sky.

"A small land is a small land. I thought that after learning a few tricks of Yanhuang martial arts, I would dare to be the leader and overestimate my ability."

Su Luo looked at the sword shadows in the sky and let out a long roar: "Today I will open your eyes, what is the real Yanhuang martial arts."

Boom!

A huge stream of true energy burst out from his body.

Su Luo raised his palm and instantly turned into a mysterious jade color. He did not dodge or avoid it, and directly grabbed the sword shadow in the sky. He actually grabbed the samurai sword in his hand, and the sword shadow in the sky disappeared without a trace.

"how so?"

Watanabe Yima's face changed drastically. Su Luo held the samurai sword in his palm. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull out the samurai sword, and his face turned red.

Su Luo exerted force with his five fingers.

"Click!"

The samurai sword exploded and was directly crushed by Su Luo.

"not good!"

Watanabe Yima's face changed drastically, and his figure immediately quit.

Unfortunately, Su Luo would not give him a chance. His figure moved forward and raised his hand and punched him out.

"Boom!"

The air exploded, and the punch was strong and arrived in an instant.

"You can't kill me, stop me."

Watanabe Ichima only felt an unparalleled pressure coming from his heart, making him unable to breathe.

He immediately roared and raised his hand to meet him.

He knew that if he couldn't stop this punch, even if he was lucky enough to die, he would probably be seriously injured.

According to the hatred between the Yanhuang Martial Arts Circle and the Fusang Martial Arts Circle, once he is injured, he will undoubtedly die. Even if Su Luo is killed, he will never be able to return to Fusang alive.

"Bang!"

Two fists collided.

"ah!"

A hysterical scream rang out.

Watanabe Ichima's figure kept retreating, an unspeakable look of fear appeared on his face, and blood spurted out from his shoulders.

One of his arms is gone.

No, to be precise, it exploded directly.

When Su Luo's fist came, a terrifying force spread along his arm, directly exploding his entire arm into a rain of blood.

There was endless fear on his face. How could this be? What kind of terrifying power is this?

When his true qi faces the opponent's true qi, he completely hits the stone with an egg, which is vulnerable.

The moment Watanabe retreated, Su Luo's figure rushed to his side, raised his hand and slapped it out with a palm.

The violent true energy turned into a big palm print covering the sky and came thunderously.

Watanabe Ichima only felt the darkness in front of his eyes, and the sky-blocking palm print had already hit him. He seemed to hear the sound of his bones and meridians breaking inch by inch. Then the severe pain came, and his eyes turned dark and he knew nothing.

He is dead!

He was beaten to death by a palm.

"When you arrive at the King of Hell, don't forget to tell the King of Hell that the person who killed you is called Su Luo."

Su Luo glanced at Watanabe Yima's body, sneered, and his eyes fell on Wang Yuankui.

After Wang Yuankui felt Su Luo's cold and harsh eyes, his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground, and a stream of urine spread out from his crotch.

He was scared to pee.

But he seemed to not feel it now, looking at Su Luo with fear.

He is just an ordinary person, and he has never seen such a cruel scene, killing people is like killing chickens.

Especially when he thought of the death of Hiro Watanabe and others, his body trembled even more violently.

The man in front of me is not a coward, but a devil, this real devil!

Otherwise, how could people be beaten into meat sauce and meat paste?

"thump!"

Seeing Su Luo coming towards him, Wang Yuankui didn't know where the power came from. He suddenly got up from the ground and knelt directly on the ground, burst into tears, begging hard: "No... don't kill me, please, spare me one. The kidnapping of your wife was done by the two of them, and it has nothing to do with me. All of this was forced by them..."

He doesn't want to die, he still has a lot of time to enjoy, he really doesn't want to die.

"Mr. Su, please don't kill me, okay? I can be a cow and a horse for you, and I can be your servant. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you anything."

Wang Yuankui begged, cried while crawling towards Su Luo, trying to hold Su Luo's feet with both hands.

"Hug my legs? Are you qualified?"

Su Luo looked indifferent, and with a light step, an invisible force spread out.

Wang Yuankui's hands exploded and burst into a rain of blood.

The powerful pain made Wang Yuankui feel in pain and fainted.

"Is it possible to faint?"

Su Luo sneered, and with a bent finger, a true energy penetrated into Wang Yuankui's body, making him feel energetic, and he became extremely awake and could not faint.

"Demon, you demon, you...you must die a good death."

Wang Yuankui's lips were trembling and trembling.
Chapter completed!