Slaying Sugar Man in Fury, His Soul Scattered
There were no moves or names, and no footsteps were heard.
As the shadow solidified, the tip of the Pig Butchering Knife's knife was already hovering in front of the Sugar Man's nose.
"Court death!"
The Sugar Man reacted faster than expected.
As a subject of genetic modification experiments, his intuition, honed between life and death, saved his life.
He roared, his massive body forcibly thrown backward.
With all four arms exerting force simultaneously, two massive steel hammers slammed down from the left and right flanks.
The two sharp claws above, covered with stainless steel finger sleeves, were aimed at Sing Sing's throat and eyes.
This is a completely unreasonable, suicidal fighting style.
No matter how you stab me, even if you stab me right through.
Sing Sing showed no intention of dodging at all.
Under the pressure of death, the suppressed anger and grief erupted like a volcano.
Golden Bell Shield Iron Shirt.
He pushed this external martial art to its unprecedented limits.
The surface of the left forearm, which was raised to block, gleamed with a faint golden sheen.
"Snap!"
But his right shoulder bone made a cracking sound as if it had dislocated, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Even if the bones are dislocated, the internal organs are churning.
But his right hand, holding the knife, did not tremble in the slightest.
The Pig Butchering Knife was aimed straight at the ugly face of the Sugar Man in front of him!
This strike was as fast as lightning, almost invisible to the naked eye.
"Pfft!"
The Blade pierced the Sugar Man's right eye socket.
Scalding hot blood mixed with an unknown bodily fluid splattered onto Sing Sing's face.
He didn't stop. With a powerful push from his feet, he spun 360 degrees and kicked away the two sharp claws.
The Pig Butchering Knife in his hand rotated in sync with the movement of his body, twisting and turning a full circle deep inside the Sugar Man's eye socket.
"Aww!!"
The Sugar Man let out a heart-wrenching scream, its entire body of fat convulsing violently, and its four arms frantically reaching for Sing Sing.
Sing Sing didn't give him a chance at all, loosening his grip on the knife.
He grabbed his right arm with his left hand and cracked it twice, forcibly setting the bone. Then he pulled his right fist to his side and back to gather strength.
The internal energy in his dantian was fully unleashed by his anger, causing his muscles to swell to the point that his sleeves ripped, and his veins to bulge out like a raging python.
Fuck your alternate dimension!
The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms: The Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use!
A powerful and unparalleled burst of energy, accompanied by a deep dragon's roar, emanated from between the two at an extremely close distance of less than ten centimeters.
The punch landed squarely on the center of the Sugar Man's chest.
"Puff!"
The thick muscles and fat on the Sugar Man's chest collapsed violently in a wave-like pattern, and his hard sternum was crushed into dust under the crushing force of the extremely powerful fist.
This force didn't even linger inside the chest cavity.
The residual force of the punch, piercing through the body, tore a hole the size of a washbasin through the Sugar Man's back.
Large chunks of broken ribs, mixed with fragments of various internal organs, flew backward, creating a shower of blood.
The entire hall was cracked with Sing Sing at the center, and the cracks extended for more than ten meters in all directions.
The Sugar Man's enormous, deformed body flew off the ground and crashed into the ruins dozens of meters behind it.
Sing Sing's offensive was far from over.
Now that the killing has begun, we must eradicate evil completely!
He darted out with the Speed of a leech, his killing intent firmly locked onto the mangled body in the ruins.
In the ruins.
The Sugar Man struggled to turn halfway up, and the bloody hole in its chest was slowly healing at a visible pace.
Given enough time, this self-healing ability could even allow him to stand up again.
The shattered mouth gaped open, and a clump of foamy, yellowish-green liquid surged from deep within its throat.
Sing Sing kicked out.
The Great Strength Vajra Leg landed squarely on the Sugar Man's jaw!
That gaping mouth, filled with disgusting sharp teeth, was slammed shut by that vicious kick.
In the instant the upper and lower jaws collided violently, the long tongue, still stained with Mondo's blood, was bitten off by his own sharp fangs.
The putrid, rotting flesh, mixed with broken teeth, along with the Venom that hadn't yet been expelled, spilled out from the gaps in the broken lips.
The Sugar Man completely lost the ability to speak.
He could only let out muffled, desperate howls as he desperately tried to prop himself up and back away with his four arms.
Faced with this desperate struggle, Sing Sing coldly extended his right hand and grasped the handle of the Pig Butchering Knife still stuck in the other person's eye socket.
The blade rotated half a circle inside the skull, bringing out a spurt of viscous liquid mixed with brain matter.
"This blow is to repay Mondo for your loss."
His voice was so soft that only the dying monster in front of him could hear it.
Then he drew his sword.
The Pig Butchering Knife was pulled from its eye socket, the dark red blood groove glowing faintly, and it spun in the air, creating a sharp blade of light.
The real slaughter has only just begun.
The Blade flashed up and down, as smoothly as the Cook Ding Cuts Up an Ox up an ox.
The first cut was made diagonally upwards, severing the tendons at the shoulder joint and detaching the left upper arm, the severed arm falling to the ground amidst a spray of blood.
The second cut reversed direction, the blade slicing along the gaps in the bone to the very end, severing the right upper arm.
The third cut, the fourth cut...
The two thick arms below were severed at the shoulders.
Four severed limbs lay in a pool of blood, and the metal finger cots made a soft thud as they hit the ground.
The two massive steel hammers rolled away, and no hand could hold them anymore.
The Sugar Man, its single, blood-red eye wide open, cried out, "No... no... I can tell you everything..."
Sing Sing didn't stop. After completely dismembering the opponent's body into bones, he used Pig Butchering Knife with a meter-long blade of energy to slice across!
A massive head, covered in horizontal flesh and with two broken, beige-colored horns, shot into the sky.
His head hit the ground and rolled a long way.
The skeleton of the Sugar Man figurine swayed twice and collapsed to the ground.
It completely extinguished all hope of survival.
Sing Sing stood there, panting heavily, his clothes stained dark red with blood inside and out.
He turned around, knelt down next to Mondo, and reached out to straighten the messy corners of Mondo's clothes.
The movements were extremely gentle, as if afraid of hurting a sleeping child.
Li Qianhuan covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, which was covered in soot.
Colossus, this two-meter-tall Russian giant, was now like a lost traveler who had lost his way, remaining silent.
Silver Fox stood a few steps away, holding the Magik and coldly watching this scene.
She didn't recognize Mondo, but she saw the light in the fat man's eyes when he fell.
The kind of belief that one could die for a complete stranger, or for a vague and unrealistic promise.
That kind of thing, in her long and fragmented memories...
No matching word found.
Maybe it is, but she dares not think about it.
Just when everyone thought everything had settled down.
The remaining loudspeaker equipment in the hall emitted a piercing electrical hiss.
Everyone looked up at the same time.
On the front wall, the shattered main control screen lit up on its own, casting a cold, dark red glow.