This is a killing skill in the civilized era, and only those with extremely strong body flexibility and strict training can do it.

Tianhao jumped up from the ground and rushed straight to the guard in front of the left with inertia and impact. The huge fist hit the man's lower body hard. The feeling of the egg being smashed was so obvious that the indescribable pain and suffocation were mixed, as if the position was tightly pinned by an invisible giant hand. The guard's lips were wide open, and the violent nerve contraction caused the eyeball to be rapidly congested. He widened his eyes under the force that was comparable to the pulling of rubber bands to the extreme, and screamed in a tragic scream from the depths of his throat.

He stumbled and staggered back. Tianhao was quick-eyed and fast-handed. He grabbed the sword handle that had already been seen. The other party hung on his waist and drew the knife in reverse. It was made of the left leg, assisting the balance with the right foot. The sharp tip of the knife went upwards, and under the guidance of his body, he drew the perfect circle of the track.

He actually hated Wu Yuan.

The previous sentence "I am willing to protect you" was just to paralyze the other party, and at the same time resonated with the four guards standing around. There have never been natural evil people. These people followed Wu Yuan to the present for fame and fortune, or the so-called "inspiration of the gods". No matter how firm their minds and full of faith, they still have the normal thinking of being human. They are not afraid of death, nor do they want to die. Although they have already set foot on the dead end, no one is willing to give up as long as there is a glimmer of life.

Besides, Tianhao spoke very sincerely, even the most stern-hearted person would be moved by his heart.

A brief relaxation means that there is a gap in thinking and there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Tianhao did not directly attack the vitals, and it was not rational to do so, and he was not sure to kill three people in a very short time. Wu Yuan was extremely smart. All the plans were impeccable. Of course, it was impossible to allow loopholes to the guards around him. They were wearing heavy armor, and it was difficult to cause fatal injuries to them with the power generated by Tianhao from the ground. Moreover, the opponent had the advantage of numericality. Even if one was lucky enough to kill one, the other two would pounce on him. Although Tianhao was not afraid, he would hurt Niu Weibang in the chaos, and there were more guards outside the room. Once the news flooded into the room, the situation would get worse.

He selected the attack target as the hands of three guards.

The circle with the tip of the knife is so perfect. The fingers that were cut off are like crisp radishes flying in the air. Blood and screams are delicious seasonings. The only disadvantage is that the number of finger salads is a little small, only seven, and they are short and thick, mostly cut from the middle of the finger. The advantage is that they are fresh enough. They fall from the air to the ground, twitching constantly in the pool of blood, and bounce slightly.

Their time to lose their minds is actually very short, only two seconds before and after.

In Tianhao's opinion, this is enough.

The enhanced body had a full burst of power, and more importantly, speed. He jumped up, passed through the two guards who covered the wound with his hands and screamed and wailed, and launched an attack from a precise angle. The blade slashed through the throat of the man directly in front of him, like a cool breeze. The cold touch made the person's neck tight, and the feeling of being torn during the cutting was extremely terrifying. Then it quickly spread along the center of the bright red line, and then a large piece of blood splashed.

The guard widened his eyes, no longer caring about his fingers being cut off, he covered his neck tightly, allowing blood to gush out of his open mouth. His body needed oxygen, but his breathing was blocked, and a large amount of blood was poured into the trachea, causing his lungs to contract sharply. This felt very uncomfortable, and even the fish that lost water would not feel so cruel. He lost his balance and fell to the ground, tearing off his clothes like crazy, trying to pull off his armor, but he felt that the protective gear was as heavy as a mountain, as if he wanted to crush himself to death. The only thing he could do was to kick his feet desperately and exhaust his last strength in useless struggle.

Tianhao had already rushed to the front of the door, and this was his real goal.

Close the door with force, grab the steel door bolt leaning against the wall, and cross the middle of the groove behind the door, press it and get stuck.

The stairs and corridors outside were full of Wu Yuan's people. When Tianhao walked into the city lord's mansion, he counted secretly, and there were twenty-one of them alone. Once these people rushed in, they could not stop them. They had to try their best to get time before they could react.

There was a tea tray on the table next to it, which was something that Tianhao had paid special attention to when he entered the door. He quickly turned around, held a knife in his right hand, grabbed the teapot with his left hand, and threw it hard towards the open window behind Wu Yuan.

He listened to the sound of the teapot falling from a high place and falling and smashing on the open space downstairs. His body and knife were not idle. Tianhao turned around and rushed to another guard. The other party who had lost his finger could not draw the knife. He was caught off guard and was slashed with a knife by Tianhao, and his head was separated from his shoulder at an angle visible to the naked eye.

The third broken finger guard endured the severe pain and pulled out the sword. The injured hand could not exert any force. He saw Tian Hao slashing towards him, and subconsciously raised the sword to meet him, but forgot the difference in strength between the two sides due to the pain. A "clang" metal collision sounded immediately, and the powerful knife force pressed down. The blade fell down against his neck. His entire ear was cut off, and he didn't even have time to scream. Tian Hao crossed the blade and cut his trachea from the horizontal incline without any obstruction.

The lifeblood of a man is so important. With Tianhao's strengthened body, the attack that exploded is comparable to a heavy hammer. The steel armor can block the sword, but it cannot isolate the power generated by the heavy blow. Seeing three companions die on the spot, the guards who had fallen to the ground before can't stand up. He covered his crotch with both hands and screamed desperately. Only in this way can the pain be slightly relieved.

There was a fierce and noisy noise outside.

"Lord Lord sent us a signal from the upstairs and knocked the door open!"

"Roar in."

"Kill!"

It was a good feeling to control the whole audience. Tianhao walked to the screaming guard and swung his knife to give him a last blow, completely ending his pain.

The tip of the knife pointed diagonally at the ground, and blood kept dripping.

Tian Hao stared at Wu Yuan intently, who sat on the chair and stared at him with an almost mentally retarded look.

"...you...how did you do it?" Wu Yuan let out a voice of fear in the trembling and extreme shock: "They are my choice of guards, warriors who have been through many battles. You can't be their opponent... No, all this is fake...I don't believe it..."

Tianhao did not carry weapons, and the four guards were all elite. This is the confidence that Wu Yuan dared to talk to Tianhao face to face.

How long did he jump from the ground until the battle ended?

Five seconds?

Three seconds?

Or shorter?

All of this completely overturned Wu Yuan's logical thinking. He never thought that a person could break through the siege and change the situation in such an efficient and quick way. Even the legendary God of Killing might not be able to do this.

"...you...you...not..." Wu Yuan pointed at Tianhao with a trembling finger, shook his head desperately like a neuroticism, and said incoherently: "I have collected all your information, you don't have the ability in this regard...wait, I mean, this is not the ability that a noble should have. This is not normal...I can't calculate it wrong, I can't make a mistake. My plan is impeccable, you...you...what did you come out from?"

Tianhao had no interest in answering the question. He looked at Wu Yuan with a rigorous gaze, searching every part of his body up and down, and found no signs of carrying a weapon.

Having confirmed this, he turned to Niu Weibang who was fixed to the wall, raised his sword and chopped towards the iron shackles that locked his hands and feet.

There were already collisions and shouts of killing in the corridor outside, and the heavy and dense steps overwhelmed the screams of excruciating energy.

The moment the sword was about to go down, Wu Yuan screamed anxiously and in a hurry from behind Tianhao: "Wait a minute, don't do it first."

Tian Hao turned his back to Wu Yuan and did not turn around. He quickly replayed the previous search in his mind, confirming that there was no omission, and there were no weapons on the other party or nearby. Tian Hao asked coldly without looking back: "What do you want to do?"

"This is the last time I asked you, the last time!" Wu Yuan's voice was filled with despair and sorrow. It was not so much a question as a prayer: "Think about it again! You can become the king of the tribe, and you can become a great person."

The weak Niu Weibang saw Tianhao's face showing a contemptuous smile. His knife raised his fortune again, and with the force that broke everything, he slashed hard at the iron chain that handcuffed his left wrist. As the sparks rubbed against the metal, Niu Weibang felt his left hand relaxed, and his whole body lost balance and fell from the air. He was dragged by the force from his right wrist, hanging on the wall for a few times.

"You forced me!"

The furious Wu Yuan suddenly let out a roar of shock. This unexpected anger caused Tian Hao to turn around and focus his attention on Wu Yuan at the same time as Niu Weibang. They were surprised to see Wu Yuan pressing the armrest of the chair with force. The position that should have been fixed fell like a mini lift. The floor under his feet came from the floor with a muffled sound. The wall directly below the left side of the window behind him suddenly collapsed, and a round hole the size of a fist appeared, and a steel arrow shot out from it.

Is there an institution here?

Tianhao's mind had the idea of ​​"It's true". He moved his footsteps back without hesitation. The enhanced body had the advantage of speed. Although it was a bit unexpected, it was enough to avoid this level of attack.

"Get out of here!" Niu Weibang shouted, and tried his best to support the wall with his right elbow, pushing his body toward Tianhao, and knocking him away.

"Puboo", several steel arrows shot into his body, making a terrible sound of flesh entering his body.

With his head down, Niu Weibang saw the steel arrow nailed to his chest and abdomen. This thing was as thick as a finger, and his body was pitch black. An indescribable force wandered inside his body. The muscles on his face began to twist and his whole body became stiff.

"Hahahaha..." Wu Yuan laughed wildly at the sky: "Do you think I look that simple? Do you think I am not ready to take a step back? Don't forget that this is Chiti City. The entire city lord's mansion was designed by me. This is Niu Tong's bedroom. I told him to beware of someone's sneak attack. He followed my advice and installed a protective mechanism... Niu Tianhao, aren't you very smart? Didn't you notice that I have been sitting here and not moving? Don't you think about why this is? Hahaha... You are a fool, your wisdom and intelligence are far inferior to me."

"Bastard!" Tian Hao launched an attack in his rage. He was like a revenge tiger, smashing Wu Yuan's cheek with one punch, and his scattered teeth were flying in the air with blood. After all, the clan witch was not a warrior. He was beaten to faint on the spot and fell to the ground without moving.

"...you... come here..." Niu Weibang's weak whisper came from behind.

Tianhao quickly turned around and walked to the wall, stretched out his hand to hold the crooked King of Thunder Bull.

The effect of the poison was very rapid. His eyelids kept twitching, his breathing became heavier, and his remaining awake consciousness was not much.

"Take off my ring... put it on...I...I'll pass it to you now."

After he said this while trembling and panting, the door of the room was also smashed open from outside. Liao Qiu rushed in with a dozen fully armed guards and saw that the room was full of mess and blood everywhere, and they were stunned.

"From now on, you are the new King of Thunder Bulls." I don't know where the strength came from, Niu Weibang suddenly raised his voice. He obviously wanted everyone in the room to hear it: "I... I... I swear to the gods in the name of tribes and families, and hand over the throne to Niu Tianhao, the lord of the Stone Corps. From now on, you... are... the new King of Tribes."

His body trembled more violently than before, his breathing rhythm was rapid, his chest was rising and falling like a bellows, and his face kept surging blood, and it quickly dissipated in a very short time, leaving behind a dead white.

"...witness...you are all witnesses..." He tried hard to raise his head. His eyes eroded by poison could no longer see the object clearly. There were only hazy and blurry figures, but Niu Weibang knew that it was Liao Qiu, the loyal guard beside him: "Remember my last words...he, Tianhao...is the new king... the new... the king of Lei Niu."

Liao Qiu and everyone fell to the ground, metal armor hitting the ground, and cries and responses sounded.

The feeling of death was so clear that Niu Weibang could even feel that the door to hell was already open, right in front of him.

He held Tianhao's shoulder with the last force, his lips almost pressed against his ears, and the exhaled heat and low voices penetrated into Tianhao's body at the same time.

"…you… did it on purpose, right?"

"You, don't want...I'm alive."

"I know... you... are not his accomplice... but... you, you are moved..."

"I am willing to pass the throne to you...you are more suitable for sitting in this position than me."

"...Treat well...my tribe members...my own people, never beat their own people...let them eat and wear warmth..."

"Goodbye...my...brother..."
Chapter completed!