Chapter 277

On the challenge arena, Su Jin was like catkins, shuttling around in the attack of seven people. The attack of that person was either brave, pure or strange, without exception, and could not touch Su Jin for half a point.

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Under the challenge arena, some of the older strong men were stunned, not for others, just because all the seven people on the stage were once famous players in the world, and the strong men who were king on one side were just... They were all dead without exception.

"The underground boxing champion Reese, who once became the king in the Western underground black boxing world, created an amazing record of 300 victories, but he should have died 15 years ago!"

"It's not just Reyes, you see others, the royal court martial arts teacher of the West Asian royal family, but also the royal family's teaching, Felix Mohammed!"

"It's Tony Singh, the king of special yoga in India! It's the king of special yoga. It's cassimo Singh! The king of special yoga! It's cassimo Singh!" An expert with sharp eyes can recognize all the people on the court at once.

If other people still puzzled the people present, the last person shocked everyone, because that person was the one who was killed by Su Jin in the challenge arena of this venue not long ago. The legend of the generation of flamingo mercenary regiment, black dragon cassimo!

Everyone is in a mess. How can people who die come back to life, let alone others pretending to be, it is impossible, because the martial arts routines of these experts have their own characteristics. Even their own disciples may not be able to display the essence of these people on the stage.

"Sure enough, are they all dead? But living is not my opponent. What can I do if I die?" Su Jin secretly said that the means of these dead people are really good. They are all heroes and kings when they are alive, but after all, they are only mortal means and are not comparable with themselves. If the guy behind the scenes has only this means, he will be disappointed.

"That's the only way to deal with me!" Su Jin smashed the black dragon cassimo into the ground of the bluestone slab with one palm. Cassimo's head hit directly down like a drill bit, and there was an upside down, and Su Jin locked the guy who controlled these dead people and launched a message with spiritual force.

"Sure enough, they are spiritual people, but these means are enough for you. The core of spiritual power is spiritual power, and these dead people have no spirit. Your power is meaningless to them." Abbas sat in the crowd and looked at Su Jin with a sneer. He wanted to see how the new guy formed his own dead army.

"These guys? Mental power is really useless to them, but... I can crush them without mental power!" Su Jin's look changed, and his muscles bulged slightly. Then Su Jin showed real power. The almost divine body directly photographed the martial arts masters of the royal family in Western Asia.

"Hiss! Is this still human?" "It's terrible. Is that guy a human Tyrannosaurus Rex?" "I'm afraid this guy is more terrible than Tyrannosaurus Rex if he can deal with seven super strong people at one time. Even if it is a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, it should be broken into bones under the joint action of these seven people, but he actually killed one." There was a lot of discussion around them. After all, what happened in front of them was too incredible. They probably didn't dare to think that such a thing would happen in their dreams.

Abbas sat in the audience and observed with great interest how Su Jin dealt with the dead. He silently nodded and said, "it's true that the body is very strong! Even in the dark parliament, I'm afraid only the president of the Parliament can compete, but if you have only this ability, I'll kill you today!"

Su Jin locked in Abbas's spirit, so she was very sensitive to his reaction. He could clearly feel this guy's intention to kill himself.

"The dark Council, so you have something to do with those guys down there?" Su Jin kicked the underground champion's head off his neck with one foot, then crushed it with one foot, and ripped the king of killers.

"Yes, that girl tangsi is my daughter!" Abbas stood up and said in his eyes, "little guy, you dare to detain my daughter. I'll give you two ways. First, be my servant for ten years, and I'll set you free ten years later. Second, today, here, die!"

Su Jin smiled. He killed all the remaining masters one after another. The last instruction was in Liu Qiansheng's forehead and nailed him to the challenge arena. Then a black streamer flew away beside him and directly shot at Abbas under the challenge arena.

Abbas seemed to have been on guard for a long time. A black breath surged in his chest and turned into a shield to stop the black streamer. The black streamer was the rumor manipulated by Su Jin's spiritual power. However, Abbas obviously didn't know the characteristics of the rumor. Just after he stopped the first rumor attack, the next attack arrived almost indistinguishable, and then one after another, seemingly endless attacks.

Su Jin has already integrated rumors with his spiritual power perfectly. For him, rumors are like a part of his body. With his heart moving, rumors will attack in the quickest way.

Poof poof!

Abbas was shocked by the rumored flood of attacks. He turned and ran. If he was locked by such attacks in this relatively narrow space, he would only be beaten. He had to find an open place. It would be much easier to avoid at that time. In North Africa, such places are almost everywhere.

Abbas rushed out of the venue, and Su Jin did not hesitate to follow out. As for the venue, there was naturally a organizer to clean it up, so he didn't have to worry about it.

Abbas's speed is very fast. He seems to move in the air, and his feet are dragged by the black breath. Su Jin is not slow. He can hang behind Abbas by his feet alone. If he uses mental power to fly, his speed can be improved again. However, he knows that Abbas wants to find an empty place to fight, which coincides with his idea.

Finally, when they arrived at a wasteland, Abbas stopped and seemed to be waiting for Su Jin. Su Jin also stopped. They stood dozens of meters apart and looked at each other warily.

"I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Abbas. I'm ranked 100th in hell. Some people also call me Abbas Abbas looked very polite, but with his hands on the Internet, white bones poured out from under the surrounding ground.

North Africa is a paradise for wild animals. It represents freedom and the law of the jungle. In a way, the law of the jungle represents unscrupulous hunting and death. Therefore, it is unknown how many bones are buried in this land of North Africa, whether they are human, elephant, rhinoceros, lion or bison, In short, it is not too much to say that this land is a natural cemetery.

For Abbas, his home is the cemetery. His strength comes from death. The closer he is to the place of death, the stronger he will be.

"This power, death, cold... So your psionic power is not a puppet, but a pure manipulation of the power of death?" Su Jin wondered that there were more than thousands of psychic powers in the hell manual. Some eccentric psychic powers may have been awakened by only a few people and are not known. Su Jin couldn't guess what Abbas's psychic power was.

"No, no, no, my psychic power is called awakening. It's not so much death as life!" Abbas smelled the smell of the soil that was passing through the air, and said very pleased with oneself.

Su Jin nodded slightly. His mental strength flowed in his eyes and said in a slow voice, "since you introduced yourself, it's not easy for me to salute, although you probably know something about me."

"Yes, your name is Su Jin, a Chinese. It seems that you are still a newcomer to the hell manual, but your strength is very good and powerful. However, according to my information, your stronger body is actually the flesh. In addition, you seem to have cooperated with the Chinese authorities, which is very rare." Abbas got a relatively detailed information in a very short time when he launched the dark parliamentary group, but he still didn't find anything about Su Jin's secrets.

Su Jin nodded slightly, then introduced herself like a supplement, "my name is Su Jin, the owner of hell manual ranks 91st, spiritual power!"

Su Jin's introduction was much shorter than Abbas's, but Abbas was shocked by a few words. He said uneasily, "you say... How much do you rank?"

"You can have a look for yourself." Su Jin smiled. He temporarily changed the information in the hell manual to show it to others, so that other hosts can find themselves through the ranking list of the hell manual.

Abbas immediately opened the hell manual. When he saw Su Jin in the 91st place, his body couldn't help trembling. He was the 100th expert in the hell manual and knew the ranking of the hell manual better than others. Even if he was only one higher, there was a big gap in strength. Moreover, Su Jin was nearly ten higher than him.

"It's over, OK!" As soon as Su Jin's voice fell, the whole person bounced out like a loaded shell.

Although Abbas is still in shock, he is the top 100 expert after all, which is much higher than Wu Chen, so he reacted at the first time. The white bones summoned by him immediately condensed into a bone wall to stop Su Jin!

"Break it for me!" Su Jin burst into a drink. His fist hit the bone wall fiercely. With an inch of strength, he only heard a burst of clicking sound. The bone wall immediately collapsed, and the Yellow Bone residue collapsed all over the ground.

Abbas now knows that he still despises Su Jin's flesh. At the same time, he also knows that if he doesn't have perfect escape skills, running away is no different from looking for death.