Beauty's Supreme Expert

With her clothes stained with blood, Leigh Ann, who was running in the front, shouted to Lao Liu and the others behind her, "Captain has already started. The difference in strength between the two sides is too great."    

After leaving the warehouse, Rose Mercenary Group began their counterattack tonight. Crystal King's men began to search the city, and they took this opportunity to fight guerrilla warfare.    

Now armed, they killed more than a hundred enemies in two hours. If they hadn't heard the explosion from the castle, they would have continued killing.    

"Is he still human? He's not human. "    

"Not a human, definitely not a human. People can't do these things."    

"If he isn't human, could he be a god?"    

When he finally arrived at the castle, he heard many similar exclamations. Leigh Ann and Lao Liu looked at each other, puzzled.    

The battlefield was a mess with corpses strewn everywhere. There was a deep ditch on the ground. The ravine seemed to have been split open by something.    

The fire continued, and the thick smoke continued. One person stood proudly, while the other was surrounded by retreating soldiers.    

"It's the boss. The boss is fine. Oh my god, is this all the boss's doing?"    

After analyzing the possibility of such a situation, Lao Liu took a deep breath and asked, "How did you manage to defeat Crystal King's elite force of a thousand by yourself?"    

"This is the power of an Asura; it's too terrifying."    

With her heart trembling uncontrollably, Leigh Ann finally experienced what was meant by legend.    

Originally, killing Tony, getting rid of Crystal King's flying squad, and getting rid of his Blood Evil Mercenary Group were not legends. The current Asura is the true legend.    

The Shura made his move, massacring everything in its path!    

"You … You... "You …"    

After saying three words in a row, you were unable to say a complete sentence. Crystal King's legs went limp in fear as he knelt on the ground. The giant scimitar that had flown over just now had beheaded more than two hundred people in an instant.    

How was this the power of a human? This brat was clearly a devil, a devil.    

After a thousand elite warriors had been dealt with like this, there were only three hundred more left. Who would have imagined that after a mere half an hour of battle, two-thirds of them had died?    

He saw his comrade die with his own eyes, and his blood splattered all over his body. Under these circumstances, no one could remain calm.    

The remaining three hundred people looked at the head on the ground in a daze. Finally, someone shouted, "Don't kill me!" and the rest of the elites kneeled down.    

"What are you guys doing? Come on up, all of you!"    

Crystal King, who finally regained his senses, saw that the rest of his elites were actually kneeling and begging for mercy. He immediately scolded: "If any of you can kill him, I'll give you one million. One million Chinese dollars is not Laos coins."    

However, no matter how much he shouted or cursed, no one dared to stand out. They could kill a few hundred people in an instant, who would dare to rush over and give their all?    

Even if he had money, he had to have a life to spend it, so what if he lost his life?    

"Crystal King lost. In front of powerful strength, he lost completely. He lost without a shred of leeway."    

"The two sides aren't even on the same level. One person is enough to slaughter your entire base."    

"Crystal King's defeat is already certain death, I'm afraid that his Gui City will change hands."    

The change in the battlefield was already predestined. Even the last elite had knelt and begged for mercy. What could Crystal King do without his subordinates?    

He originally thought that he came to see Crystal King, but he didn't expect to see Crystal King's death. This dramatic development was truly laughable. Perhaps, it was more lamentable.    

"Daoist friend, your killing intent is too strong. Put down your butcher knife." A voice rang out.