King Of Hell Chapter 3 (1/2)

Chapter 3 – Asura Stepped Out From hell

Everyone was stunned, causing the room to be enveloped in a split second of silence

“Did…did she die?” Soed her out to check if she was breathing

“Soodwill only to forfeit her life, really, what bad luck!” One of the out a mouthful of saliva, “What a pity that there was only this furnace today, it’s ruined I, your father’s, good mood!”

Old Jiang squatted on the ground, reaching out, he touched the little girl’s sh she can no longer be used as a furnace like this, if we peel off this body’s soft skin, it’s good enough to make a human skin drum with…”

As Old Jiang was speaking, his hand that had been stroking the little girl’s body, suddenly froze

His muddy eyes stared into a pair of pitch black phoenix eyes

“She…she didn’t die!” Someone exclaimed

The next , “Ah Ah—-!! My hand! My hand—-!!”

Old Jiang’s hand, that had originally been caressing the little girl, now hung limply below his elbow It was so flexible that it seemed like there weren’t any bones In actuality…all the bones in his hand were crushed!

Freezing in shock, everyone stared at the partly clothed little girl as she slowly stood up

Just ain the cage Now she was like an Asura, one that had stepped out of hell

The blood that was flowing down her forehead was similar to a red poppy in full bloom

Dark energy filled the air, while a cold, dense mist diffused inside the room The people inside the room trembled in fear, the atmosphere was as if a Death God had waved down a scythe

“You…who are you?”

The speaker barely finished asking when a cold blade suddenly flashed through the air A ‘ka la’ sound was heard, and before everyone’s eyes there was a person with his neck cut, cutting off his breathing, his eyes wide open