Chapter 60 (1/2)

”Ah...” After Zhou Lin knelt on the ground, it seemed that the pain nerves suddenly burst out. The pale face suddenly twisted and howled wildly. Two of his subordinates consciously touched his shin which was pierced by a red thin knife. Suddenly, the two hands were covered with dazzling blood.

Zhou Lin's scream is louder!!!

That's his own blood!

In recent years, he has seen a lot of blood, but it's all other people's blood, his own blood, flowing like a stream, for the first time in his life.

With Zhou Lin's crazy howl of fear, red Dao finally came back to think. Although his heart was heavy and frightening, his good fighting consciousness and loyalty to the little Lord Zhou Lin made him reckless.

There is no red thin knife in the hand, the red knife can only give a fist. The right fist is like a sandbag, so close to Su Chen's face.

”Hum...” And in the moment of red Dao's fist, Su Chen seems to have been expecting it. He has a disdain at the corner of his mouth and a fist at the backhand.

Touch!

After blinking.

Fist, right up, fist.

The sound of collision is not big, a little dull, just like a sullen thunder.

However, after this fist, we can see that the fist of the red sword will crack, tear and blur with blood!!!

And, with it, that arm is broken.

Red Dao staggers back. Although there is no howl of pain, his face has already been hurt to the point of ferocity and humanness. He staggers back and stares at Su Chen stiffly, with endless horror and fear!

”How could it be so strong?” Red Dao asked himself, just now, when his fist collided with Su Chen's fist, it was like a fist hitting the iron block.

Not only that, the power of Su Chen's fist gave him a sense of surpassing human power!

Is that the power of elephants and whales? How could it be that strong? So tough? So unrivalled?

It's no wonder that red sword feels so shocked and desperate.

Although Su Chen is just a novice martial artist, his pure strength has reached nearly 1500 Jin. With the addition of ”cohesion” skill, the pure power damage has directly exceeded 2000 Jin.

And the red knife? Even if he had been trained systematically, fought hard again and again, and was close to the cultivator!

But at the end of the day, he is still an ordinary man in essence.

The strength of ordinary people is about 100 Jin. The red Sabre is a little higher. It can kill more than 200 Jin. It's ten times worse than Su Chen!

Ten times is the thorough bottom rolling!!!

“…………” In the distance, Zhou Lin's sudden standstill roared. He was confused. Just now, Su Chen's two fingers caught the red thin knife. He didn't see it clearly. But just now, the red knife hit by Su Chen's fist went backwards, spits blood and blurs blood. He saw clearly. For a while, his mind seemed to be bombarded and buzzing by bombers.

Zhou Lin really can't accept it.

In his heart, the red sword is extremely powerful. After all, so far, as long as the red sword is used to it, it is not invincible. Moreover, every time it is as easy as eating and drinking water. He has been used to it, or acquiesced to it.

”Apologize, get out on your knees!” Next second, Su Chen looks at Zhou Lin and says.