People Become Kings In The United States

"Tsk tsk, I'm finally willing to show your disgusting side."

Facing the overwhelming pressure.

Sanjid raised his brows, it was the first time he had seen a demon, it was really ugly.

But it is indeed very strong, and the heart is dignified.

"Damn stinky brat, I gave in again and again, but I didn't want to disturb the people behind you. I didn't expect you to kill him and destroy my plan. Your soul will be thrown back to hell by me. Ten thousand years of torture.

Roar~

With a tyrannical roar, the pervasive black mist surged crazily.

The devil has almost lost his mind because of his anger, he has already ignored it, and he is bound to kill the little devil in front of him.

Boom~

I saw the huge devil's double-winged cattail fan spread out, and the huge body of the burly devil smashed into the textile factory.

The panicked hurricane and air waves ravaged everything in an instant.

A huge amount of fist mixed with boundless power blasted down.

The speed and power are far more than before.

The broken hair fluttered with the strong wind, and Sanjid's eyes were smeared with a trace of blue. He looked up at the fierce fist that fell down. Instead of resisting forcefully, he stepped on the ground with his toes, and his figure flew backwards like a sharp sword. and go.

The speed is astonishing.

But the demon reacted even more quickly. The moment the huge fist full of black scales hit it, he noticed the boy's movement and swept again without hesitation.

The latter quickly raised the silver cross sword in front of him.

An unrivaled force directly knocked the boy into the air, crashing into the wall of the textile factory, and finally fell to the wall of a mottled old building in the street not far away.

Hit the wall for huge amounts of dimples.

The boy is embedded in it.

Rumble!

The original textile factory couldn't bear this kind of impact at all at this moment, and the devil's breath continued to corrode. With the loud noise, the entire factory collapsed completely.

Dust and smoke filled the air, and gravel splashed.

In the haze, you can see the looming and huge demon figure.

And the huge movement of the factory also alarmed the residents in the distant residential area, they opened their windows one after another, or people on the street looked over.

"What's wrong? An earthquake" "?"

"It seems that the building over the textile factory has collapsed."

"What is that? Why do I seem to see a huge figure?"

"Watfark, look, what's that? Godzilla?"

There are basically no people around the textile factory, and there are residential areas only a few kilometers away, and basically no one comes here, just know that there is a textile factory here.

I thought it was just a small earthquake. After all, it is not uncommon for Chicago to have a small earthquake.

But through the night sky, you can also see the huge figure that can be vaguely seen in the mist, which shocked everyone.

Even without seeing the whole picture, even if they are thousands of meters away, they can still feel the terrifying and frightening aura.

Thinking of a series of things such as the invasion of aliens in the past few months, they suddenly felt bad in their hearts.

Some people are daring and not afraid of death, want to get a closer look, want to take pictures and send them to their social media books, and they become popular.

More people directly called the police to the Chicago Police Department, and some people drove away from this ghost place with their families.

They have families and don't want to die here.

At the moment, huge amounts of angry roars exploded in the night sky.

"Damn kid, it's not over yet, it's just interest~"

rumbling~

A stone with a diameter of more than ten meters blasted towards the boy embedded in the wall with a whistling sound mixed with majestic force.

The terrifying wind pressure set off waves along the way.

Sangjid pulled himself out of the wall with a little force, and landed on the ground. Facing the boulder that was attacking, he let out a sigh of relief, his eyes glowing with sharpness.

A wisp of blue gas slowly rises.

In the next second, when the boulder was only five or six meters away, bright and elegant silver rays of light continued to cut through the night sky, forming a dense, orderly and perfect painting.

The boy slashed dozens of times with the silver cross sword within a few tenths of a second.

The speed, strength and skill of swordsmanship are revealed at this moment.

The boulder just stopped in front of the boy against the laws of physics.

The cross sword in his hand was also placed horizontally in front of him, and the broken hair was shaking in a breeze.

Under the dark night sky, a collapsed textile factory, a huge and ugly demon, an old building, a boy holding a cross sword, and a huge stone standing in mid-air in front of him

Russ! Russ! Russ!

The boy didn't even bat an eyelid, and dense silver-white straight lines began to appear on the surface of the boulder.

In the end, the uniform small stones that were cut into pieces fell to the ground.

Stacked into stone pestles.

This shocking move did not move the boy at all, as if the teacher's words could still be heard in his ears.

"`" As the so-called sharp sword, sharp eyes, if you want to bring out your swordsmanship to the extreme, your instinct, consciousness, speed, eyesight and muscle strength must be perfectly integrated, then nothing can stop your sword .

Thinking back to the time when he was on the island, wearing a weight-bearing vest and being sealed with magic power, countless boulders were attacked by majestic forces, and he was in the center.

There is only one silver cross sword.

He had to hit it mentally, and he couldn't even take a breath to chop all the stones in one go.

For this reason, he didn't know how many serious injuries he suffered, how many times he had bruises on his body, forehead, and arms, and he was even knocked unconscious a few times.

Now it is just a stone with a diameter of more than ten meters.

It's not worth the slightest bit of pride for him.

Boom~

Twisting his neck, the young man stomped hard on the ground with his right foot, the majestic force shook the ground to cracks, and a silver light pierced the night sky.

His battle and test began.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Roars, collisions, figures shaking the ground, figures one large and one small intertwined and collided in the dark night, the sparks produced by the sword rubbing against the hard black scale skin.

Dotted the night sky in suburban Chicago.

And in the ruins of the textile factory, at some point a figure slowly stood up, the evil "darkness" Shen Guang stared at the ten people and ten Ku who were fighting.

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