Slay the God: The head of the demon god, I will protect Hongying

Han Chuan Si was startled by the sudden appearance of Wang Shao, and his eyes narrowed.

"Isn't this person sick?"

But the way Wang Shao looked at him with a playful expression was so irritating.

He punched Wang Shao, but Wang Shao stood there motionless and easily caught his punch.

With a casual pull, he fell to the ground.

Hanchuan Si stood up from the ground inconceivably. Since he was born, no one had been able to knock him to the ground so easily.

He was really angry. Holding the [Black Rope] in his hand, his eyes became serious as he looked at Wang Shao.

If the other party attacks again, he will probably be crippled if not killed.

"who are you?"

"The people who came to kill you!"

Hanchuan Si had seen Wang Shao take action and knew that he could not give him a chance. The tone he used now definitely showed that there was no room for surrender.

He suddenly pulled out the [Black Rope] and slashed at Wang Shao.

The blade flashed, and a black light slashed towards Wang Shao rapidly.

boom--! ! !

With a loud bang, Wang Shao, relying on the body of the demon god, steadily crushed the blade light.

Han Chuan Si was stunned when he saw this. He thought that he could defeat the opponent with just one sword, but he didn't expect that the opponent would actually take the sword with his bare hands!

Although his [Black Rope] has the strongest defense and can block missiles, its offensive power should not be underestimated. However, the opponent clearly did nothing and just took it.

Han Chuan Si didn't believe it. He didn't think Wang Shao could ignore the attack of [Black Rope], so he swung out several sword beams again.

The entire nightclub was cut off by him, and the entire building above his head was reduced to dust. Hanchuan Si stared at the dust in the sky.

Is he going to die now? You are so arrogant, you deserve to die!

The nightclub building was flattened, so there was no way the other party could survive.

However, as the dust gradually settled, a figure walked out from the opposite side of him, gently brushing off the dust on his body.

"That's it?"

Wang Shao looked at Han Chuan Si with a smile and spoke calmly.

At this time, the members of the Black Killing Group downstairs were already confused. After they rushed in and eliminated the people from the Hanchuan family, they heard a huge sound of the floor collapsing and hurried out.

However, when they saw Wang Shao and Han Chuan Si upstairs, their eyes were filled with passion.

"Our friend, the team leader, is amazing!"

"How is it possible? How could you..."

Han Chuan Si looked at Wang Shao blankly, his eyes full of shock.

"Don't be so complacent! Even if I can't kill you, you can't do anything to me!"

What he didn't know was that there was another person present who could easily crush his sword light...

If he knew, he would probably go crazy.

He held the [Black Rope] tightly, which was able to defend against the missile attack. He didn't believe that the man in front of him could break the defense of the [Black Rope]?

"Really? Then let me try?"

Wang Shao didn't waste any words. He clenched his right fist and punched out suddenly.

The whistling wind from the fist and the sharp breath made Han Chuansi become serious, and he quickly raised the [black rope] in his hand.

boom--!

The fist hit the blade formed by the [Black Rope], creating a dazzling spark, but the fist did not break the [Black Rope]'s defense, nor was the fist injured.

"Oh? There's something there that can actually absorb 30% of my punch."

There was a hint of surprise in Wang Shao's eyes. This knife felt pretty good.

I don't know how much of my strength it can withstand.

Wang Shao clenched his fist again, this time using 50% of his strength.

Hanchuan Si looked at this terrifying punch, which was obviously more powerful than the previous one.

He frowned, his expression solemn, and suddenly inserted the [black rope] in his hand into the ground!

A huge black knife shadow swung towards Wang Shao's fist.

He had used this sword to cut through the Yamazaki Bridge, forcing Lin Qiye to dodge.

At this moment, he used this knife to counter Wang Shao's fist.

In an instant, the two collided with a loud bang!

……

Tokyo, [Pure Land].

"Drip drip..."

"Hatsune, what's going on?"

The Yellow Robe Oracle heard the urgent alarm, looked at the screen above his head, and spoke in confusion.

"Energy fluctuations have been detected in Osaka. Analysis shows that they are the energy of the Fujin Sword, and the one releasing it is Samukawa Tsukasa, a fugitive of the "Fierce Ghost" level."

He is really restless. What kind of battle made him use the Huojin Sword?

The yellow-robed oracle sighed, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Osaka detected the energy of a second Kakuzu sword. The one who released it is Yuuri Kurotetsu, a [Ferocious Ghost]-level wanted criminal."

"Yuuri Kurozhe? Isn't he dead?"

The yellow-robed oracle suddenly spoke, his eyes wide and his face full of disbelief.

"It is indeed the Huojin Sword [Mysterious Eye]. Whether it is Yuuri Heizhe who has returned from the dead or [Mysterious Eye] who has found a new master is unknown."

The yellow-robed oracle's face turned gloomy, and things were becoming increasingly difficult.

"Notify No. 4 and No. 6, we're going to Osaka to see what's going on!"

"Notification completed, accurate positioning, ready for launch!"

The Yellow Robe Oracle quickly came to the cabin, lay down in the capsule, and waited for the launch.

3,2,1...

"Dropship launch complete, automatic defense mode activated, zizizizi... invasion... zizizizi..."

"Automatic defense mode off!"

Soon, the voice gave a different prompt.

If the Yellow Robe Oracle was there, he would definitely be able to discover that there was an invasion. Unfortunately, he was in the capsule and would never know.

boom--!

Wang Shao's fist slammed into the blade of the [Black Rope].

The blade shattered and fell apart. Han Chuan Si took several steps back. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his chest and spurted out of his mouth.

The blade light shattered, causing him a considerable backlash.

"Not bad, come again!"

As soon as Han Chuan Si stood firm, he heard the sound of Wang Shao attacking again.

"idiot!"

Hanchuan Si was extremely angry. They were already defending at their strongest, why did they still need to fight?

He had no choice but to block the [Black Rope] in front of him. Before he could utter the next curse, he was hit by Wang Shao's fist with 70% of his strength, and he flew backwards with the sword.

He fell straight down from the nightclub, sank into the ground, and spat out blood again.

How come this guy's power is stronger than a missile?

Before he could react, Wang Shao punched him again.

At this moment, a hundred-meter-tall black stone statue holding a black blade blocked Wang Shao's punch. Then, the shadow gradually dissipated, and the terrifying energy fluctuations also dissipated.

……

Amemiya Haruki, who was rushing over from a distance, suddenly stopped when he saw this scene.

"This is the sword spirit of [Black Rope]!"

"Ok?"

"His sword spirit doesn't seem to be alive, but it's very powerful! Who could force Hanchuan Si to this point? Has the Black Killing Group taken action?"

Amamiya Haruki asked in confusion.

"It's possible. Let's go and take a look."

The two nodded and quickened their pace again.