Female president's private killer

Zhao Guang opened his mouth with a cruel smile and said, "the dying beast will always make the last cry!"

With these words, he raised his fist again.

His fist was bleeding, and under the dark clouds, his dark white bones looked particularly terrible.

He gathered all his strength on this fist.

Duan Tiandao stretched out his right hand and wrote another word in the ditch.

This word is simpler than the word "well", with only half of the strokes.

Half of the well can only be a "two".

He wrote a "two" character.

Two unimaginable powerful symbols suddenly enveloped the whole trench.

Even outside the trench.

Outside the trench, those Zhao children who were running away suddenly found that their weapons began to collide in the scabbard.

The two symbols are both killing.

Zhao Guang's face became very ugly, because he smelled the smell of death. He didn't think that Duan Tiandao had more powerful means, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a symbol or a killing idea!

He let out an angry and unwilling howl, was forced to close his fist again, broke out the breath of heaven and earth stored in his body, and retreated towards the rear, hoping to leave the scope of these two symbols.

However, the two characters of Duan Tiandao have covered the whole trench. Where can he escape?

When the wind blows again, Zhao Guang cries out in pain and confusion. His clothes are broken, and then his skin begins to break. The blood that has just stopped gushes out of his body again.

He no longer swept back, covered his face with his fist and supported himself in the strong wind.

Duan Tiandao finally moved and swept forward. His small but sharp fist fell on Zhao Guang like a storm!

The wind was quiet and the sand fell, the black cloud dissipated without a trace, the sun fell on the ditch again, and the blue sky returned to people's vision. It was quiet and pleasant.

There are many pits on the mud road with the longest and straightest ditch.

Zhao Guang was lying at the bottom of the pit, covered with blood and bone stubbles. He was dying. He looked very sad. If Duan Tiandao didn't leave his hand, he might have died.

Duan Tiandao straightened up slowly, his chest fluctuated slightly, his right hand trembled slightly, his face was slightly pale, but his expression was as calm as before, just like the man who just blew out 300 fists in a moment, he was not him at all.

The continuous thunder heard by the Zhao family's children who fled outside the ditch was the sound of his fist falling on Zhao Guang.

Zhao Guang coughed bitterly, and the blood overflowed from the corners of his lips. He turned his head hard and looked at Duan Tiandao. His eyes were full of confusion and fear, or in order to hide this emotion, he finally became some kind of contempt.

He was very unwilling, because he still had many means to show, so he mocked Duan Tiandao with his eyes. In the end, you still didn't dare to take my fist.

Zhao Guang knows the power of Duan Tiandao. He doesn't think he can defeat Duan Tiandao, but as long as his goal can be achieved, it's enough.

It was only that Duan Tiandao's victory was so understated. Of course, it was greatly beyond his expectation.

Duan Tiandao is very good at fighting, boxing, sword, bow, arrow, sniper gun

various.

But he didn't use the talisman, so that many people didn't know his ability.

Duan Tiandao is too lazy to talk.

He did not dare to take Zhao Guang's fist, but did not need to take it and disdained to take it. Just like at this time, he was not unable to explain, but disdained to explain.

What he wanted to explain was another thing: "if you say you can fight well, I'll kill you alive."

He looked at the dying Zhao Guang and said, "I know it's cruel, but you people don't have the word cruel, so it doesn't matter. I just want to make your living companions more afraid."

Yes, many people are scared at this time. They tremble with fear.

The children of the Zhao family outside the trench trembled and fled desperately. The sooner the better, the farther the better.

The children of the Zhao family who didn't leave the city trembled and didn't dare to move. The thunder like sound of fist falling in the sand had already made them cover their ears in horror.

No one would have thought that the battle would end like this.

In the hearts of those Zhao family children, Zhao Guang is one of the four elders of the Zhao family and an almost unbeaten warrior. How can he be beaten by this man like a dog.

I don't know if he was dying. Zhao Guang finally figured out something. His eyes quickly became dark. There was discontent, sadness, anger and despair in the dark depths.

Because in this battle, the gap between him and Duan Tiandao is too big to be narrowed and desperate. Even if he does it again, he can't see any possibility of victory.

"Why..." the reflection before his death made him speak. He looked at the blue sky blankly and muttered, "why... Why..."

Zhao Guang is very proud and confident, because he firmly believes that he is strong and powerful, and he firmly believes that he will not fail.

This is impossible.

However, in front of this man, this thing happened for granted.

Why is this?

"Because I'm Superman." Duan Tiandao looked at him and said, "Superman will never lose."

Zhao Guang glanced at Duan Tiandao's lower body and seemed to want to see where his underwear was wearing. Then he vomited a mouthful of blood and hung up.

While Zhao Guang closed his eyes, Duan Tiandao had finished breathing. He raised his eyes and looked out of the ditch, the grassland in the north, bent his knees slightly, and the land under his feet was broken inch by inch. An unimaginable force was transmitted from his knees to the ground, and then returned.

Duan Tiandao knew that letting go of these people was to give them the opportunity to retaliate against the people around them, so he cut the grass and cut the roots.

With a loud bang, he left the ditch and jumped into the blue sky, just like jumping into the blue sea.

He jumped very high, broke the cool air, and immediately left the ground. He came to the sky dozens of high. Looking down here, the trench turned into an insignificant mound, and the wilderness seemed to turn into a big carpet.

The Zhao family's children who fled in twos and threes can be seen in the distance. Hundreds of smoke and dust are gradually getting thicker in the field. Each smoke and dust represents the people who escaped. Those people are running away and running away, because they want to survive.

Because he was tall, he could naturally see very far. He looked around and wanted to see something.

He is not Superman and can't really fly freely. No matter how high he jumps, there will always be a moment when he falls, but he can choose the time and direction of falling.

At the next moment, he fell to the surface of the wasteland, and the speed became faster and faster. The wind blew his clothes and made a light sound like explosion, but his eyes didn't squint.

He wants to stare where he left off.

As the earth gets closer and closer, the figure of Zhao's children running through the fields becomes very clear. He can even see the panic and fear of those people.

There was a deafening sound of air tearing over the wasteland. A man fell from the blue sky like a meteorite, with a flame generated by friction behind him. Just because he fell too fast, he was left behind.

A loud bang.

A child of the Zhao family and the weapons in his hand were smashed into smoke.

The body weapon turned into countless finger thick and thin pieces and sputtered around. Those who could not stay away suddenly had many wounds on their bodies. The sound of screams was heard all the time, and the scene looked very bloody.

The smoke and dust became quiet, and Duan Tiandao's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Like a God coming down to earth, like a devil entering the earth.

The vast sky is my love... Oh, no! Is the boundless sky, moonlight, shining on people is so beautiful.

Just like Duan Tiandao now, it looks so peaceful and quiet.

But only those who have experienced the scene just now know how terrible the man in front of them is.

Duan Tiandao was walking, step by step. He walked very slowly, but in the twinkling of an eye he stepped out of a few meters, like the legendary footwork at the end of the earth.

But to the Zhao family's children, Duan Tiandao's walking is like a huge devil walking, making a "rumbling" sound of mountains and earth shaking.

They are running faster and faster. They want to have two more legs and become wild horses on the grassland. They rush out of this hell.

Shi Xiaohai didn't shout.

He has only two legs, so he shouldn't be faster than a Mustang.

But with a flash of eyes, he had appeared outside the jungle, and the fallen leaves fell on him. He couldn't even catch up with eight horses.

Old cicada Ming stood in front of him and smiled. His wrinkled face crisscrossed like countless loaches.

Then they raised their hands at the same time.

There was a thunder in the dense jungle.

Cicada Ming old man and Shi Xiaohai fist palm intersect.

Countless breaths burst out from their bodies and shot around. The beams broke and collapsed where they touched.

Unimaginable majestic force smashed into the palm of old cicada Ming from Shi Xiaohai's fist.

At this time, he was like a bridge connecting heaven and earth with the old cicada. The violent vitality of heaven and earth rushed away from his bones and flesh, making him bear a great load.

He suffered very hard, his joints rattled, his eyelashes scorched, his body trembled violently, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips and fell on the snow.

But he's laughing.

Cicada Ming broke three fingers in the palm of the old man's hand, and the broken part was as clean as jade. At this time, it suddenly burst, and blood seeped out. Then it shot three blood and fell on the snow.

The smile on his face was slightly frozen, but it didn't fade.

There was a fallen leaf floating in front of him and across his eyelashes.

The color of his eyes faded.

In other words, the color of the fallen leaves began to darken.

It's black.

Cicada Ming old man's eyes became dark, like the haze on the abyss. This is the first time that his eyes turned black today and used the Taoist secret: black eyes for the first time.

Black eyes, a secret method of Taoism, specially sucks the mental power and even spirit of practitioners. It is very evil and terrible.

Cicada Ming old man's black eyes are as strong as those at the bottom of a deep dry well. Xiaohai also feels angry and palpitating.

What can Shi Xiaohai do?

He felt the terror sucking power like a black vortex on the old man cicada Ming, and the wind on his cheek. The mood on his face remained unchanged and calm as usual.

He didn't do anything, because the dark eyes of the cicada Ming old man didn't have any impact on him. Both the spiritual power and the Taoist power in his chest and abdomen stayed quietly in their place.

Old cicada Ming can't take a breath from him, even the taste.

Cicada Ming raised the old man's eyebrows.

Shi Xiaohai took a deep breath and puffed up his chest like a flag blown by the strong wind.

The breeze in front of him was sucked into his lungs.

The cicada chirped, and the blood from the old man's broken finger turned into a blood mist, which was sucked into his lips with a "whoosh".

There are more blood stains on the corners of his lips. Except for his own, they are all old cicadas.