War of the Three Realms

Chapter 233 The ambush failed, and the frontal shopping 8
Although he suspected that Li Kuang's aura was out of proportion to his attack power, he still fell down involuntarily.

He wasn't injured, but the image of being in such a mess made him feel ashamed to death.

I swear to myself that I will tear this nasty boy into pieces!
It's just that he hasn't fully recovered and stood up, but a cold current is approaching silently, like a poisonous snake that has been lurking for a long time is delivering a fatal blow.

A touch of shock from the soul spread instantly, and he was scared out of his wits.

Puchi!

When the machete fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he watched in disbelief as a thin rope passed through his body, then turned around in mid-air strangely, and flew back again, sinking into his body.Like embroidery, the sharp awl pierced him again and again in an instant, piercing countless small holes in his body.

What was even more frightening was that the rope went in and out accordingly, turning him into a sharp rag doll!
The man's terrified screams were earth-shattering, and the blood spurted out of control, looking bloody and cruel.

Although Li Kuang couldn't bear it, in order to survive, all hypocrisy and kindness are just clouds!
Seeing the miserable state of his subordinates, the boss couldn't help but feel a bone-chilling chill in his heart!

This kid who seems to be the weakest is actually so terrifying!
It is simply a ferocious beast!

How terrible to have such an enemy!
The remaining two were also in shock, watching Li Kuang stand up slowly in shock, and with a wave of his hand, the cultivator with the machete flew up like a puppet on a string, and hit the hard rock hard. Splash, after a few twitches, it didn't move!

Shock!Absolute shock!

Everyone stopped and looked at Li Kuang, who was like a demon god, in disbelief.

Li Kuang's handsome face was like a stone sculpture carved by a master, resolute and full of ruthlessness, his eyes were even more disdainful and cold, and he stared at everything coldly.

Especially when he retracted the rope entering the cloud with a blank face, the body of the cultivator was instantly cut off by the sharp silk thread and turned into several pieces.

Flesh and blood danced, looking so terrifying and shocking under the firelight.

But he grinned grinningly, and spit out a few words: "Any creature who dares to enter this cave without authorization, die!"

(End of this chapter)