Chapter 159 The Wrath of the Female Devil 8

"Ha ha... You are very hot-blooded and energetic, but it's a pity that you are unreasonable and fooled without knowing it, so it's not a pity to die. Who makes you too stupid?"

Deng Xunhui smiled and pointed to the sky as fast as lightning.

"Bum..."

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man had a blood hole on his forehead and fell down unbelievably and unwillingly.

"No matter what you think, since you choose to pay for it, everyone is the same!"

Deng Xunhui swept everyone coldly and said indifferently, as if the murder had not happened just now, which shocked everyone in an instant, and the scene was unexpectedly quiet.

"Bum..."

It was not until Lu Chuan's battle was too fierce that two of the bodies were directly shot down here and smashed into meat mud on the cement road, which broke the atmosphere.

"You demons, brothers, avenge the souls who died in their hands!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd. Anyway, from ancient times to the present, there are many such people at any time.

"Kill..."

The most important reason why people are gregarious animals may be that they like to make a lot of trouble. Once that blood comes up, they dare to do anything, even if they kill gods and Buddhas, as long as there are many people. The more people there are, the more bold people will be, and the blood will be more boiling. At the same time, many people's brains will no longer think, just follow the crowd. For example, now, nearly 100,000 people roared together, waved swords and sticks to attack Deng Xunhui and others, who were obviously invincible at all.

"A bunch of idiots!"

After Deng Xunhui said coldly, his whole body finally changed dramatically, and a bloodthirsty and violent terror continued to burst out. The murderous spirit, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally found the outlet for catharsis. Deng Xunhui's originally gentle Confucian scholarly temperament instantly became the bloodthirsty Shura devil at this moment.

"Kill..."

With a roar, he seemed to be using all his strength. At this time, Deng Xunhui's eyes were already red and blood, and his murderous spirit condensed into a seemingly storm around him. He has been depressed for too long and needs to vent. Now is the right time. Deng Xunhui rushed into the crowd like a beast, and the sword turned into a fierce sword light and kept flashing in the crowd.

"Ah..."

A sad and painful sound, the wailing of fear keeps ringing, gorgeous blood flowers blooming in the air, frightened eyes tell their inner fear, wounds tell the fierceness of the other party, and the flying limbs and broken arms prove the fierceness of the other party...

"Hey... his war syndrome is onset again!"

Jiang Tian frowned and said worriedly that what she was most afraid of was this kind of thing. The aftereffects of the war, this is a physical and mental disease that soldiers who have experienced a tragic war will have, and the most important thing is a psychological disease. There are many kinds of war sequelae, but war syndrome is the most serious and difficult to treat.

War syndrome, as the name implies, includes almost all kinds of diseases. Every aftereffect of war is actually closely related to the combat environment. Only when the tragedy is impressive and there is a war of life and death can people have corresponding diseases.

And now Deng Xunhui's outbreak is not a single war sequela, but a war syndrome, which means that he has experienced various cruel wars, which has evolved into a war syndrome over time. Then it means that his symptoms will be more complicated and his symptoms will be more changeable.

may be short-lived madness, killing, headache, fear, despair, pain, helplessness and so on, and now the obvious manifestation is murder, and you want to kill when you see the enemy. As for the possibility of being invincible, this is the most terrible, especially in his current situation. At present, it seems that he can still be controlled and guided by reason.

"Oh... let's go too!"

Feng Tianbao sighed and rushed into the battlefield with a bang. The yin and yang sides of the ordinary plate-sized compass were separated in an instant, and the eight sharp blades hidden in the compass showed greatness. Then the compass rotated at a high speed in Feng Tianbao's hand, and the sharp blade kept cutting the air as it rotated.

The fat body shook violently, and the fat fist bombarded a person's chest with a fist. Only a crisp sound of broken ribs was heard, and the man flew backwards and knocked down more than a dozen people at the same time. Then the left vulva flew out, turned into a beautiful arc next to the necks of the seven people, and returned to Feng Tianbao's left hand in a large circle.

"Bumbang..."

When the seven people returned to Feng Tianbao's hands, they fell to the ground one after another. In this process, they left curved blood lines in the air. If you look closely, you can see that the trachea and blood vessels on their necks have been cut. The action was so fierce and weird, but what was more violent was that these hundreds of pounds of huge bodies actually ran up and trampled directly on the person who was knocked down.

It's just that all these people were trampled to death, not only to death, but also the hard cement floor was stepped out of cracks. If a doctor came to check at the scene, it can be found that the ribs and internal organs of these people were all trampled into pieces.

"Bumbang..."

The horrible knife spirit and sword spirit, accompanied by the continuous sound of gas explosion, kept ringing on the current top floor. A piece of furniture was shredded, and one wall collapsed because of the war. The whole building is crumbling because of the war, and countless building debris, such as bricks, cement slag, glass fragments, etc., are constantly splashing out of the floor.

"Rumble..."

The top floor of the administrative building finally collapsed because the damage was too serious, and more than a dozen figures also shot out at this moment.

"Bum..."

With a loud noise, sand and dust rose to the sky, and a fiery red figure flew out. The four flames and knives were cut out in an instant. The hard reinforced concrete board was cut like cutting tofu, and then a dark and embarrassed figure rushed out.

"Bum..."

Zhao Junjie couldn't hide from Miao Feng's domineering four knives and rushed out of the top cement board, but ushered in Miao Feng's tricky and domineering foot that he couldn't avoid. He kicked directly on his chest. The sound of several ribs breaking sounded, and his body was like a broken kite and flew backwards into a beautiful arc towards the ground crowd.

"Ah..."

A few painful howls sounded harshly. Zhao Junjie's top masters all died in the battle except Zhao Junjie, Sun Jiali, Yang Baihua, Hou Daomou, Ye Kaiwei and Zhao Ying who came out of the Nirvana Tower, but the Phoenix killing members were all unharmed. Of course, such a fierce battle It is inevitable when they are injured, but they are not seriously injured. The victory or defeat of the high-end combat power of the two sides has been decided, and Zhao Junjie and the others are completely defeated.

"Zhao Junjie, die!"

Miao Feng watched Zhao Junjie stumble into the crowd and swoop down from the sky like an eagle. Two flame knives dragged their long tails and swept with the heat wave that burned everything.

"This crazy woman, damn it!"

Zhao Junjie rushed directly to a crowded place like a homeless dog. He was no match for this woman at all. Now the first thing he thought about was how to avoid this disaster. Now he really regrets that he and others provoked the other party on the surface before fully figured out the strength of the other party, which made everyone suspicious, and should not deal with Zhang Yi on the surface.

Although Zhang Yi, the biggest scourge, has now been removed, it has also provoked the endless revenge of this group of mad people. What's more, what is more unexpected is that the high-end strength of the other party far exceeds that of the other side. This has been a blow to him, who has always been arrogant and has received such a top mythical inheritance of the nuclear emperor.

"These demons want to kill all of us. If we can't defeat them, the only one who greets us can be death. Everyone kills me, kills..."

Zhao Junjie roared ferociously and loudly, aren't you very powerful? I will fight with people's head and wheels to kill you with human sea tactics, but now he quietly takes out bows and arrows.

"Kill..."

Many people who had already buried their reason heard Zhao Junjie's words and roared at Miao Feng like a death squad. Ants bite dead elephants, not to mention so many people, and they are all a group of people who are far more powerful than before. In addition, Zhao Junjie hides in the crowd and keeps releasing cold arrows, so that Miao Feng can't do anything to Zhao Junjie for a while.

Obviously, he has seriously injured the other party, and the opportunity to kill him is in front of him. It is all blocked by a group of originally unimportant people, and because that wave of attacks consumed too much power, it is now a little powerless. Not only her, but also Deng Xunhui, Hu Li and others were submerged by the sea of people. Not to mention killing the opponents mixed in the crowd for a while, it is even difficult to escape now.

"All retreat!"

At this time, Ji Tianxue finally issued a retreat order, which was also helpless.

"Withdraw..."

Then everyone found the opportunity to retreat and disappear in the vast night, leaving a bloody scene like hell. A war destroyed the entire administrative building within a radius of thousands of meters. All that is left is the pungent smell of blood, including blood stains, minced meat, bone slag, broken arms and painful howling.

"Zhao Junjie, listen to me. This is just the beginning. Let's wait for our endless revenge in the future. I will let all of you live in fear all your life!"

Ji Tianxue's cold and piercing voice made everyone's soul tremble and frightened float in everyone's ears.

"Cough... poo...do you regret it?"

In a broken corner, Ye Kaiwei coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of thick black blood. It was a little difficult to ask Hou Daomou who leaned on his body.

"It doesn't matter if you don't regret it. In fact, neither of us, including Yang Baihua, has too many choices. Hao Ben is too straightforward and righteous. Sooner or later, we won't end well!"

Hou Daomou kept bleeding from the corners of his mouth and did not wipe it, but his eyes were cloudy and he sighed helplessly and whispered.