"How did he catch up? How did he get here?!" The driver tried his best to activate his supernatural powers, but the SUV was as if it was welded and didn't move at all. In the chaos, he slapped the steering wheel frantically: "Damn it, why are we all going to die? Get out!"
The vehicle exploded with a bang, and the air flow was like thousands of sharp arrows. Su Jiqiao waved his hand and drew out a dagger from mid-air, and chopped it towards Bai Sheng's throat with earth-shaking force.
When Su Jiqiao took action, he was definitely not as weak as he looked. For a moment, rocks shattered and the earth shook. In the blink of an eye, he swung the sword more than ten times. In a flash, Bai Sheng lowered his eyes without any panic. He pinched the blade with two fingers in the air and exerted a little force.
Click.
There was a loud sound of metal breaking and the broken blade flew out.
Several people with special abilities were rushing towards Bai Sheng desperately. The blades were whirling and flying towards them, like the scythe of the god of death, piercing through everyone's body in an instant!
Blood flowers exploded all over the sky, and several people screamed and fell to the ground at the same time, and blood spurted high like a fountain. At the same time, with a clear sound, Bai Sheng snapped his fingers with his backhand, and a transparent barrier rose from the ground, protecting Shen Zhuo in time, blocking the blood arrows that were spraying.
That was simply an overwhelming power gap.
Su Jiqiao knew he had no choice, and his mind raced instantly. He activated Fatal Strike, and a few strands of bright red light lingered between his fingers. He was about to reach out to Bai Sheng's brow.
But the next moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the true image behind Bai Sheng was reflected in his eyes—
The Hell Wolf King blocked out the sky and the sun, his deep red pupils piercing the void, like a gigantic god standing tall.
Tyrant 2.0, whose destructive power is doubled due to his excessive brutality, is immune to all mental attacks.
The S-level psychic power was completely shattered, and the bright red light threads turned into millions of light points, disappearing silently and without a trace.
Then Bai Sheng's condescending face appeared in Su Jiqiao's eyes again, and his tone was calm and cold: "Is this all you have?"
Su Jiqiao clenched his teeth and stabbed at Bai Sheng's throat with four fingers like lightning, but was hit in the abdomen by Bai Sheng's iron fist which was heavier than a thousand pounds. The sound of his internal organs being crushed could be clearly heard.
Boom!
The Suji Bridge hit the rocks like a cannonball, completely collapsing the hillside on the spot!
Trees fell in rows, rubble poured down like a rainstorm, and smoke billowed up to the sky, clearly visible more than ten miles away.
Bai Sheng was suspended in mid-air, a cold light flashed in his palm, condensing into a sharp long sword, reflecting his cold eyes:
"I promised Shen Zhuo that I would skin you alive and take out your tendons, but... I'm afraid of dirtying my own hands. Cutting your body into pieces will have the same effect."
There was a clang of metal, and he pointed the knife at Su Jiqiao on the ground: "Go to hell."
"No..." Suddenly a hoarse voice sounded from not far away.
Behind the protective shield, Shen Zhuo covered his forehead with one hand and barely stood up. His bloodstained white shirt was in disarray. He looked up at Bai Sheng with a dazed look on his face:
"... Don't hurt him, don't hurt Su Jiqiao... Who are you?"
There was finally a slight change in Bai Sheng's expression.
"Shen Zhuo?" he asked with emphasis.
If there was a second psychic present, they would see that Shen Zhuo's brain was in a mess at this moment, even the sounds, sights, touch and perceptions were all reversed and disordered. Bai Sheng's figure cast multiple phantoms in his retina and could not be seen clearly at all.