Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 295 The Power of War Song

"Jesse, hurry up."

Su Sheng's hand touched the handle of the knife. Today he is going to kill anyone who threatens Tang Zijun's life, he will kill first, and create conditions if there are no conditions.

"Instructor, your mind is disturbed."

Jessica suddenly said such a sentence, but she was surprised that this demon would be nervous sometimes.

"careful!"

Suddenly, the scimitar in Su Sheng's hand came out of its sheath, and blocked the sniper bullet at the very moment.

The sniper who fired the shot was definitely accompanied by a very powerful scout, but he only had a chance for this shot. At the moment he drew his knife, three silver needles flew out. Even if he couldn't kill the enemy, there should be someone Injuried.

"Fatty, get rid of the enemy."

"Yes!"

The fat man was also taken aback just now, but he can't take the blame for this. Under such circumstances, he almost got hit, and it's hard to guard against.

But the trajectory has been locked, the sniper can't escape.

Su Sheng's communicator sounded distance data from time to time, and he was also guarding against possible ambushes. Although he was extremely manic, his years of experience let him know that the enemy was encircling a spot for reinforcements.

The purpose is not Tang Zijun, but his life, so he will never be allowed to easily reach the Tang Tower, even if he calls a helicopter, it is not so safe, not to mention such a short distance, not as fast as a motorcycle.

The shot just now also startled Jessica, but with the demon instructor sitting behind her, she can drive with peace of mind, which is a good feeling.

"Jessie, save your life later!"

He can't take a person forward quickly, but when he sees the iceberg, he will find Jessica in turn. The current performance of this woman makes him very satisfied.

He is very pleased that Jessica can come to her senses when the sea of ​​suffering is endless. Isn't it a sense of accomplishment to be an instructor and guide students how to choose idols correctly.

"OK!"

Jessica can understand a lot of Chinese, but can only speak some simple Chinese.

"Boss, it's less than four kilometers away." Fatty's voice came.

"Jesse, stay on the perimeter!"

Su Sheng could have waited a little longer, but if he pushed forward, he would have to spend energy protecting Jesse, and the gain outweighed the loss.

So he suddenly turned over from the motorcycle, activated it instantly after landing, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, like the setting sun. If a sniper can target him at this time, it will be considered a skill.

In the live broadcast room, someone was already measuring Su Sheng's speed, discussing where the limit of human speed is.

At this time, on the sixteenth floor of the Tang Building, there were people fighting at the elevator entrance and the corridor entrance. The ordinary killers sent by An Ye were not as good as the swordsmen of the Ma family.

To Qi practitioners, the aura attack of a supernatural person is almost like setting off fireworks. It doesn't feel like it, but it's not absolute. If the difference between the two parties' realms is too large, it will be very troublesome.

Tang Shaoquan and Wu Zhenglin were both in the office at the moment, Ma Boss and Gong Zheng were outside, and Xing Tian's people had already rushed into the corridor.

Moreover, there are Qi practitioners and swordsmen guarding each floor of the Tang Corporation to ensure the safety of everyone.

But the seemingly infallible balance was suddenly broken, and Anye sent out a terrifying master, holding an Eastern Expedition Cross Sword in his hand, a legendary holy sword that can kill witches and demons.

This person is extremely powerful, he injured three swordsmen as soon as he appeared, and he didn't like to fight at all, he went outside the president's office and fought with the boss of the Ma family in a blink of an eye.

"Crack!"

The reputation of being the first to strike first is not something to brag about. Boss Ma's sword has a kind of pure speed. No matter who the opponent is, he can just hit the sword one step faster than you.

He fought fiercely with the cross swordsman, and it was difficult to tell the winner in a short time. At this moment, Gong Zheng also encountered trouble. He met a master-level wind-type supernatural power, one level higher than Gong Zheng, although the supernatural power was not as good as Qi fighter, but under the suppression of the realm, Gong Zheng was also held back.

"It's not good!"

Tang Shaoquan has already urgently recruited the masters of the Tang family, but at least he has to be close to the master, so that they can be effective, otherwise relying on the large number of people can only lead to death.

"Kill as many as you want."

Although the patriarch of the Wu family is now a cleaner of the Tang family, as a former half-step grand master, he still has the bearing, but right now he only has the strength of a grand master.

The masters of the two families are here, as long as there are no great master-level supernatural beings, they think they should be able to handle it.

But for the enemy who has been forced here, he also feels that his face is dull. When did Anye become so powerful, he dared to act so blatantly in Huaguo.

"Grandpas, I have a gourd here. Su Sheng asked me to play it. Listen to it first."

As Tang Zijun spoke, he picked up the gourd with nine apertures, thinking of the introductory song on the score in his mind, and at the same time entered into the breathing rhythm taught by Su Sheng, and blew the gourd.

"Woooooo!"

The melody is melodious, but full of desolation, it has definitely reached a certain level of performance.

But as soon as the tune played, the two old men's legs began to tremble, and they stretched out their hands to hug their heads at the same time.

"stop!"

The two spoke with difficulty. They almost knelt down at that moment just now, and it was impossible to guard against it.

However, as if Tang Zijun didn't hear it, he continued to play notes one by one, and the melody floated out of the office door. In an instant, the hand of Ma Boss, who claimed to be the first knife, trembled, and he failed to swing out the seventh knife.

The cross swordsman who was fighting with him suddenly took two steps back, and stuck his sword on the ground, looking like he was about to lose his footing.

On the other side, Gong Zheng fell from the air, and it was a real fall. The wind-type superhuman who was fighting with him immediately lost control and hit the wall with a bang. After landing, he supported the wall with one hand, but couldn't stand stand up.

The power of this song is simply too terrifying, especially for people who use aura.

Farther away, the knives of the swordsmen became extremely heavy, and they hugged their heads one after another. On the other side of the corridor, the Qi practitioners were even more unbearable. The incoming enemies were also attacked one after another, exhausted, and rolled on the ground with their heads stretched out.

"Dong dong!"

With two sounds in succession, Tang Shaoquan fell on the sofa before falling down. The ancestor of the Wu family sat on half of the chair anyway, and the two old men were stunned.

Who are they, grand masters of martial arts, they are actually no match for a piece of music, and the person playing it is Tang Zijun who has no state at all.

Going crazy, the world is moving so fast, they can't seem to keep up.

Fortunately, although they were dizzy and unable to exert themselves, they were not too out of shape, and they were still able to speak.

"Zijun, stop quickly, I accidentally injured you."

"What kind of treasure are you? What you blow out seems to be a legendary battle song!"

Finally Tang Zijun came back to his senses, she had just fallen into a rhythm similar to a meditation, if she didn't wake up, she would blow until she was exhausted before stopping.

(End of this chapter)