章節 1595: God of Killing

Blood flew everywhere and before Hu Xie could even cry out, his body was pierced by chains, making him look like a sieve. There was no part of him left intact, making him look horrifying. The Fox Race's number one genius fell just like that.

"Kill!" seeing their master being killed, countless soldiers loudly roared as they gave off terrifying auras and charged towards Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu spun and gave a cruel smile as he turned into a ray of blood-red light and shot towards the soldiers. His blood-red sword turned into a blood-red ribbon that was ten or so meters long, and he vigorously swung it, causing it to quickly shoot out.

Chi, chi, chi…

The soldiers around Zhao Fu were sliced in half, and their corpses gradually fell and their organs spilled everywhere. Blood flew everywhere, but it was eerily held in the air by an invisible force.

At that moment, Zhao Fu gave a savage smile, stretched out a hand, and grabbed at the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang…