Starting as the Godslayer, I will execute the gods

It took Su Miao only a few seconds to release the detection skill. He had already reached the side of the thug and was aiming at the thug with a knife.

"Haha, die for me!"

The thug grinned, and the iron rod was about to hit Mo Ben's head!

At this critical moment, a five-colored light suddenly flashed.

"Steel Flash!"

As Su Miao shouted, a dazzling five-colored light flashed across the thug's body, and Su Miao landed on the other side of the thug with the posture of a knife.

Su Miao shouted the name of the move, which usually looked a bit silly, but the effect was surprisingly good at this moment.

Very second-year, but also very deterrent!

Everyone was shocked, especially the thug, who didn't expect someone to come riding a rainbow.

Just as everyone was stunned, the thug who was cut by Su Miao stopped and then touched himself.

"What the hell?!"

He was actually unscathed. He thought he was some powerful person. He was so scared.

At this moment, Su Miao shook off the non-existent blood, danced the long sword to make a knife flower, and then looked at the thug with the eyes of looking at a dead man.

The thug laughed grimly, "Pretending to be a god..."

He took a step, the left half of his body was still in place, and the right half of his body moved forward a step, and then fell to the ground.

From the top of his head to his crotch, he seemed like a perfect biological model. Everyone could clearly see his brain, colorful intestines, and his heart that was gradually losing power.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, especially the little leader who was smiling at this side from a distance.

He opened his mouth and unconsciously spit out a few words: "Demon, Demon Swordsman?!"

"Pah!"

The other half of the thug's body also fell to the ground. He seemed to be chopped to death before his nerves could react. At this moment, some parts of his body were still reflexive.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several wine barrels fell to the ground, and the lids of the wine barrels flew up, revealing the rusty weapons inside.

The barrels rolled to the feet of the poor.

"Damn it!"

The thugs were not frightened by Su Miao. Some of them were furious and started to curse.

"Brothers, one stick each, just kill him, what's the point of all the fancy tricks!"

Then, the thugs started to riot, wanting to kill Su Miao with human wave tactics.

Su Miao was sandwiched between the thugs and the poor. He turned back and shouted, calling the shocked poor back to reality.

"What are you still standing there for? Pick up your weapons and hit them hard in the crotch!"

After Su Miao shouted this, he rushed into the thugs' encirclement.

Among the poor, the one-armed strong man gritted his teeth, took two steps forward, took a rusty iron knife, and rushed into the battle.

Mo Ben, who had spit out a mouthful of blood before, struggled, picked up a rusty weapon, and then shouted.

"Young men, protect our homeland!"

With Mo Ben's guidance, more than 20 poor people shouted loudly, and rushed towards the thugs with weapons in the barrels.

Basically, two poor people with weapons can restrain a thug. Although they may not be able to beat him, they will not be easily killed.

The one-armed middle-aged man heard Su Miao's suggestion and directly chopped their crotch with a rusty long knife.

After a thug was attacked in the crotch, he instantly lost his fighting power, rolled on the ground, twisted into a shrimp, and his head was directly chopped off by the poor!

And the poor people also slowly gained the upper hand in the battle targeting the crotch.

Soon, most of the thugs were killed or injured.

The battle, which was originally very uneven, was reversed with the participation of Su Miao and the weapons he provided.

"No, we must go back and inform Boss Jeff!"

The little leader felt something was wrong. There was a magic swordsman making trouble here, and he actually instigated the poor to fight against them. He had to inform Boss Jeff.

The bald little leader immediately dropped the whip and prepared to yo-yo. He didn't believe that his men could resist the magic swordsman.

"Hey? Where do you want to go?"

A girl appeared in front of the bald little leader. She was wearing strange clothes with a pink pig head on it.

"Little girl, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

The little leader gritted his teeth. He didn't think this girl was someone who could be easily provoked, so he could only threaten her first.

Hill took off his hood and then smiled.

"You are arrogant if I give you some face."

"You will be in danger of death if you threaten me, Hill!"

...

The battle between the thugs and the poor ended quickly, and the thugs were wiped out with zero deaths and one injury among the poor.

Su Miao only played a guiding role in this battle and did not use his full strength. He only killed 3 thugs and added a pitiful 15 points of maximum health.

Everyone was very excited. They looked at the corpse of the arrogant thug who was hacked to death by themselves, and the poor were extremely excited.

The gray-haired Mo Ben suddenly stepped forward and thanked Su Miao: "Noble Master, thank you for your help!"

Su Miao smiled, took two steps forward, and said to the old man: "Grandpa Mo Ben, don't you remember me?"

"You are..." Mo Ben widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the savior in front of him was someone he knew.

"Yuan, you are an orphan from our slum, Yuan!"

Mo Ben's voice was much higher. At this time, everyone realized that the one who saved everyone was an orphan from the slum, and was a member of everyone.

"Good job, Yuan boy!"

"Brother Yuan is really awesome, he beat the bad guys!"

"Yuan, when did you become so awesome..."

Everyone surrounded Su Miao. They all lived in a slum, so there was nothing to be shy about.

The excitement did not last long. The next moment, everyone's troubles followed.

The people in the slums killed all the gangsters and Jeff's thugs. If the little leader escaped, Jeff and his men would definitely take crazy revenge.

Mo Ben was the oldest. He coughed and then talked about the seriousness of the matter: "We killed the gangsters, and their boss will definitely come to retaliate."

The one-armed middle-aged man also nodded: "Yes, the gangsters were defeated by the slums, and he will definitely not swallow this breath!"

Mo Ben grabbed Su Miao's hand and said tremblingly: "Yuan, do you have any way?"

In the previous battle, Su Miao saved Mo Ben with absolute strength, and crushed the thugs with terrifying strength. He became the backbone in everyone's hearts.

Su Miao did not speak, but looked at the slum streets not far away.

"Look over there, it's Sister Hill!"

A child in the slums pointed at the girl walking on the street in the distance and shouted.

The girl was carrying something tied into a ball. It was hard to tell whether it was a person or something else. Behind the girl were the poor people tied up with hemp ropes.