Wronged at the beginning? Sorry, everyone must die!

Chapter 127: Weak human? Are you talking about me?

Just as the Japanese were immersed in the beautiful dream of becoming one of all races, an unprecedented terrifying force of energy and blood suddenly swept across the entire place.

It actually formed an evenly matched confrontation with the qi and blood power of the three masters of the Golden Lion clan.

boom!
The sky seemed to tremble, and the surrounding mountains and forests trembled accordingly. The leaves seemed to be swept by an invisible wind and fell to the ground.

The energy and blood force was like surging waves, causing ripples in the dense forest and shocking people.

"What is this?"

"Whose Qi and blood power is this? Why is it so terrifying?"

"Too terrifying, this energy and blood force can actually be on par with the power of the three adults!"

"It's that kid! Isn't he only an eighth-level warrior? How can he possess such a powerful blood and energy? His power is not inferior to that of a Grandmaster!"

"How is this possible? How can an eighth-level warrior possess the blood and energy power of a grandmaster?"

"Did he take some forbidden elixir, trying to use the power of the drug to reverse the inevitable defeat?"

"What kind of elixir can allow an eighth-level warrior to burst out such terrifying Qi and blood power?"

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The energy and blood power displayed by Lu Hong also made the Japanese people dumbfounded and panic-stricken.

Although they firmly believed in their hearts that the strong men of the Golden Lion Clan would not be defeated, an inexplicable chill quietly crept up their spines, as if the whispers of the god of death were echoing in their ears.

At this moment, the Japanese no longer dared to speak nonsense and fell silent.

However, the three Grandmasters of the Golden Lion Clan did not show the slightest fear.

Instead, they looked at Lu Hong with interest.

"How can a mere eighth-rank warrior burst out such shocking Qi and blood power? What unknown secrets do you have?"

"What secrets could a weak human race have?"

"What's more, he is only an eighth-level warrior. What kind of waves can he make?"

"Even if he really has some secret, we will kill him later and the secret will be revealed."

"An eighth-level warrior, plus a group of ninth-level warriors, still want to escape from us? It's simply a foolish dream."

They didn't take Lu Hong and others seriously at all.

After all, with three masters at the Grandmaster level, why would they worry about not being able to defeat these people?
boom!
The golden hair sparkled brightly in the sun, three golden streams of light cut through the sky, and the three masters of the Golden Lion Clan rushed over in an instant.

When facing the weak, they naturally want to fight quickly and decisively to demonstrate their strength.

Lu Hong looked at the people rushing over and sneered, "Weak human? Are you talking about me?
Today, I, the so-called weak human, am going to kill you!"

These three Golden Lion tribe members seriously underestimated Lu Hong’s strength!
Today, Lu Hong’s strength has already surpassed many Grandmasters.

With the help of Lu Zhenyan, he activated the power of the Hellfire Stick.

The energy and blood power he can now burst out is even more terrifying, and his strength has reached a new level compared to before.

Now, even if other people do not take action, Lu Hong alone is enough to easily deal with these three masters of the Golden Lion Clan.

Lu Hong snorted coldly, and nine fire dragons rose into the air, instantly intercepting a master of the Golden Lion clan.

At the same time, an extremely gorgeous dark red flame flower instantly bloomed around Lu Hong.

He seemed to have emerged from the blazing abyss, holding a hellfire stick, looking majestic and powerful, like an invincible god of war.

call!
Lu Hong waved the Hellfire Stick and attacked another Golden Lion clan master.

Wherever the fire stick passed, the air seemed to be ignited, leaving behind a series of burnt marks.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the power of this stick was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, suffocating one.

In the blink of an eye, the stick was in front of the Golden Lion Clan's master.

The other party finally realized the destructive power contained in the stick. His face suddenly changed and fear flashed in his eyes.

"Roar!"

The Grandmaster of the Golden Lion clan roared, and the energy and blood in his body surged, as if to devour everything around him.

Then he took out an extremely large stone hammer from an unknown corner.

Although the stone hammer looked crude, it contained ancient power. He swung the stone hammer and faced Lu Hong's fire stick with the force of thunder.

boom!
There was a loud bang as the hammer and stick collided. The huge sound almost covered up the previous lion's roar.

Circles of invisible ripples quickly spread out in all directions with the two as the center. Mo Tianxiong and other ninth-level warriors were almost unable to stand under the impact of this force.

However, the next moment, the stone hammer of the Golden Lion Clan broke into pieces, unable to sustain even a moment's resistance, and turned into rubble all over the ground.

puff!

The Golden Lion clan master vomited blood, flew backwards, and his arm hung limply, obviously broken.

It all happened so quickly, in just a moment.

In a grandmaster-level fight, the reaction and speed of both sides have reached perfection.

With one stick, Lu Hong easily defeated a master of the Golden Lion clan.

He looked calm and composed, as if he had just done something insignificant.

Lu Hong turned his head slightly, his eyes sharp as a torch, and immediately locked onto the next target.

"What kind of monster is this?" another Golden Lion clan master shouted in horror, his voice full of disbelief.

He had never encountered such a situation before!

How did my brother fly out?

A Grandmaster was crippled and knocked away by just a stick?
Before he could even see what was happening, everything was settled.

Looking at the terrifying dark red hellfire swirling around Lu Hong, the arrogance of the Golden Lion clan master was extinguished instantly, and an unprecedented fear appeared on the lion's face.

Especially when he saw the stick in Lu Hong's hand that was flowing with hot fluid, fear completely devoured his reason, and he turned around and fled without hesitation.

However, Lu Hong's figure flashed by like a ghost, and he caught up with him in a big stride. The stick fell like lightning and hit his head accurately.

puff!

Blood spilled everywhere!

Just like splitting a ripe watermelon, the master-level warrior fell under Lu Hong's stick without any resistance.

The blood instantly dyed Lu Hong's clothes red.

Lu Hong’s fire dragon flashed by!

The two masters were reduced to scorched earth in the blink of an eye.

The remaining Golden Lion clan master was so terrified that he no longer had the mood to continue fighting and only wanted to escape.

However, Lu Hong's fire dragon controlled it firmly, preventing it from escaping at all.

Lu Hong's figure appeared in front of him in an instant, and with a stick, he easily ended his life.

Afterwards, the other members of the Golden Lion tribe saw that their three grandmasters had all died at the hands of Lu Hong, and they could only flee in panic.

But more people were stopped by Mo Tianxiong and other ninth-level warriors and killed one by one!

This scene completely shocked the dogs of Japan.

The square where they were was dead silent, and everyone looked up blankly at Lu Hong in the sky.

No one could have imagined that this eighth-rank warrior could display the strength to crush a master.

"Bam, what kind of monster is this?"

"How can there be such a powerful monster? This is impossible!"

"How could the adults of the Golden Lion Clan be wiped out so quickly?"

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

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At this moment, Lu Hong's gaze swept across the crowd of Neon Country like a knife.

He said coldly: "Now, it's your turn!"

(End of this chapter)