Xinghai’s strongest violent auxiliary

"careful!"

As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, the stocky middle-aged man suddenly felt alarmed in his heart. His scalp instantly became numb and he screamed in surprise.

Huh~

The pale golden figure disappeared from sight again.

boom! ! !

The bright yellow martial arts flames erupted, as if condensed into a solid burning armor around the body. Even an anti-material sniper rifle could not penetrate the defense of this flame body.

However, a fist shining with golden light, seemingly slow but actually fast, like a sharp knife like flesh, broke through the protective aura with a devastating force, and hit the middle-aged man's right shoulder heavily.

Kakakka~

Accompanied by a series of sounds of broken bones, the middle-aged man flew forward for more than ten meters, like a sandbag, and hit the metal wall with a bang. When he landed, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his arms drooped down, and even his naked body could be seen. The cold bones of the forest.

"First!"

The faint voice resounded throughout the dungeon, but to other people's ears, it was like a thunderous explosion, with heart-pounding tremors.

too fast!

It's really too fast!

How should they deal with an opponent with such speed that is almost ghostly?

"the second!"

The cold voice sounded again, and before he could finish his words, another War King martial artist was seen trembling violently, flying backwards for more than ten meters, with blood spurting from his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

"The third!"

"the fourth!"

The indifferent voice was just like the call of death. Whenever it sounded, a figure would fly out and he could not be seriously injured.

"the fifth!"

Bang~

When the last martial artist fell heavily to the ground, several prison guards present finally saw Su Mo.

The golden force was slightly restrained, revealing his delicate, youthful face, tall and tall figure, and calm demeanor. Even his breathing rate did not change at all, as if the battle just now was just a warm-up for him. Not on.

"Hmm~"

The middle-aged man clenched his teeth and held his broken arm. Big beads of sweat dripped down like rain. He was soaked to the skin. There was a puddle of water on the ground. He endured the pain and said with difficulty:

"Su Mo, do you know that escaping from prison privately is a serious crime! Even if you escape, you will definitely face the endless pursuit of Wildfire."

Su Mo looked at him and smiled coldly:

"Then I would like to ask, is it considered a felony for your prison guards to release sleeping gas in my room and attempt to assassinate me?"

The middle-aged man was speechless and gritted his teeth and said:

"Smith's mistakes will be handed over to the Enforcement Division, but this cannot be a reason for you to escape from prison."

"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense."

Su Mo waved his hand, "I won't kill you, I just feel that you are fulfilling your duties. But if you keep talking nonsense, I will wonder if you are also sent by Chalmers."

"Let's go. You War King martial arts masters are rough-skinned and thick-bodied. You can't survive this little injury."

After saying that, Su Mo walked straight towards the stairs leading to the second underground floor.

"Pfft~"

Seeing Su Mo's figure disappear before his eyes, the middle-aged man couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes filled with complex emotions such as regret, fear, and loss.

…………

Going up the winding stairs, Su Mo soon reached the second underground floor.

Looking around, there are cell doors with glass windows, neatly arranged in two rows, with a few centimeters of gaps below the doors to ensure a certain amount of air circulation.

At this time, someone had already heard the noise below, and excitedly came to the glass window, staring directly at Su Mo.

"Wow, what a cute boy, come here and let uncle love you!"

A sinister-looking prisoner with a pale complexion looked at Su Mo greedily and licked the corner of his mouth, as if looking at a favorite prey. The sharp and cold voice reached Su Mo's ears through the crack in the door.

Su Mo turned around and saw that this man's appearance reminded him of the perverted man in the American TV series "Prison Break", and he felt sick.

"Haha, he's looking at me, come on, come here!!!"

The perverted man's face was flushed, and he waved to Su Mo crazily, with a crazy smile on his lips.

"Oh, you are looking for death!"

Su Mo shook his head and walked step by step towards the perverted man's cell door.

"Woo!"

"Whoa!"

Bang bang bang!

Many prisoners came to the window and watched as Su Mo walked towards the notorious "soul seducer" Tibaig, looking like he was watching a good show. At the same time, he knocked on the cell door crazily and made loud noises.

The entire second underground floor immediately became crazy and chaotic like a shark that had tasted blood.

"Yes, yes, that's it!!!"

The perverted man danced excitedly. When Su Mo was about to approach the cell door, a green light suddenly flashed in his pupils, and a strange spiritual energy shot through the door towards Su Mo's mind.

However, the next second, the smile on his face instantly solidified.

Snapped! ! !

The solid tempered glass was shattered by the golden fist. His big hand grabbed the perverted man's neck and pressed him directly onto the broken glass.

Ahhhh!

The perverted man screamed, his neck dripping with blood. The madness and gloominess in his eyes were no longer there, replaced by deep fear.

"When I was watching the TV series, I was so disgusted by people like you that I almost felt the shadow of my childhood."

Su Mo held down the perverted man's head tightly, letting the hard glass shards keep digging into his neck, his tone full of disgust.

"Yes...sorry...sorry."

The perverted man raised his head with difficulty, looked at Su Mo with pleading eyes, and begged for mercy intermittently.

"I'm sorry, but there can't be any perverted men in brother's prison escape."

Su Mo shook his head, and with a click, he rotated the perverted man's head 180 degrees.

In an instant, the originally noisy prison fell silent.

The prisoners stared blankly at the shattered glass on the ground and Tibaig, whose head was pointing upwards, obviously too dead to die. They felt chills running down their spines and numbness in their scalps. They quickly stopped knocking on the door and retreated. He took two steps, for fear of attracting the attention of the killing god.

"Tsk, tsk, it would be great if Jiajia was here."

Su Mo let go of his hand with a little pity. He was thinking that if Han Jia were here and killed all the death row prisoners here, the force power would definitely increase several times.

This is a blessed place~

Su Mo glanced at it, his eyes shining brightly, as if behind the prison door were ripe leeks waiting to be harvested.

"I'll harvest you later."

Su Mo touched his chin and walked towards the stairs leading to the underground floor.

Seeing that the killing god was about to leave, the extraordinary criminals on the second underground floor couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. However, just as their bodies relaxed, an old and deep voice made them raise their hearts again.

"Su Mo, it seems that I still underestimate you!"

Bang bang bang~

At the end of the stairs, a thin and fuzzy black figure suddenly appeared, walking slowly downstairs with steady and powerful steps. Gradually, under the light of the light, his face appeared in front of everyone.

It was an old, bald old man with cloudy eyes, face covered with age spots, and withered arms. Just looking at his appearance gave people the feeling that he was about to step into the arms of death. However, his body was unusually tall and tall. There is not a trace of rickets, just like a straight spear, exuding a majestic and murderous aura, as if he is a veteran God of War who has returned from hundreds of battles.

Su Mo looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, frowned slightly, and asked:

"Are you Chalmers?"

Pa~

Chalmers stopped and stood 20 meters away from Su Mo. A flash of anger flashed in his cloudy eyes. He seemed to be quite dissatisfied with Su Mo calling him by his first name. He snorted coldly:

"I am none other than Chalmers."

He is Wildfire's last God of War, Chalmers. Is he already that old?

Even though he was twenty meters away, Su Mo could smell the old and decaying aura of Chalmers.

Secretly alerting himself, with the force of force condensing in the palm of his hand, Su Mo looked directly at Chalmers and asked in a deep voice:

"Why do you want to kill me?"

He really didn't understand. He had no enmity with Chalmers and had never even met. Why would the old man deliberately harm him?

Could it be that he felt that he was growing too fast and might threaten his status, so he struck first and nipped the threat in the cradle?

As a serious lover of film reading, phew, thousands of online articles, this was the first thought that came to his mind.

On the other side, after learning Chalmers's real name, the Eye of Insight also automatically revealed information.

[Character] Chalmers (Martial Arts Master)

[Rating] C- (C+)

Hey, what's happening?

Su Mo raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw that there were two levels in the character rating.

A C-, a C+, does it mean that Chalmers' force value will fluctuate greatly?

In short, after seeing this rating, Su Mo felt a little calmer.

If Chalmers is a real C+ level martial artist, that is, the peak of the God of War, then he can only be tortured without the ability to fight back. It would be good to save his life. After all, his proud physique is at the peak of the God of War. It's not worth mentioning in front of you, and the total amount of Force power is completely incomparable.

However, Chalmers's lower limit is only C-, so there is still time to fight in this battle.

It was even said that, looking at Chalmers' unusually thin and old figure, Su Mo secretly wondered whether the old man might have suffered a heart attack from slapping, or might have suffered from osteoporosis and suddenly broken his arms and legs.

It's not impossible for the old man's family~

"I want to kill you, do you need a reason?" Chalmers said calmly, his tone full of domineering strength. He didn't need to explain so much to a dying person.

But in his heart, he still paid a little attention to it.

Originally, according to his plan, Su Mo should have died silently in Smith's hands by this time, but who would have thought that this kid could actually stand here safe and sound.

This shows that even the eight prison guards at the bottom of the dungeon couldn't stop him.

"He is indeed a very powerful boy."

Looking at that excessively young face, Chalmers suddenly felt an inexplicable fire of jealousy in his heart, and had an urge to exchange souls and take control of that young body.

"Chamos God of War, even if you die, please let me die and understand." Su Mo pursed his lips, with a hint of helplessness and despair in his tone, as if he had accepted his fate.

However, Chalmers still did not give Su Mo any explanation, and just said lightly:

"Dead people don't need to know so much!"

Hearing this, Su Mo shook his head helplessly. Come on, it seems that the old man is not demented yet and is not easy to deceive.

In this case……

Swish swish swish~

A series of BUFFs started, [Hymn of Courage], [Divine Light Feather], and [Holy Light Guard] blessed him, a powerful force emerged from his body, and golden light feathers emerged from the heels of his feet, as if he had a pair of small wings. A golden, almost solid light shield covers the whole body, and the strongest fighting state is activated!

The holy and blazing force wave dispersed, and all the prisoners on the second underground floor felt their hearts sink at the same time, as if they were pressed against a huge stone. The golden figure outside the window was so dazzling, giving people a sense of awe-inspiring and inviolable kingship. Qi.

Wow~

Chalmers's loose robes made a rustling sound. He looked at Su Mo solemnly and frowned slightly.

This momentum has already exceeded the limit of War King and Destruction level.

Could it be said that this kid has broken through to the supreme level?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Chalmers never believed that Su Mo, who was born in the special training class, could break through from a newly awakened rookie to the top supreme level in the continent in just one and a half years.

He must have used some special method.

Chalmers's eyes turned cold, his broad sleeves stirred, and a long black iron sword fell into his palm. In an instant, the bloody aura exploded, condensing into a stream of almost substantial blood-red evil energy, causing the cold iron prison door on the side to continuously emit A tinkling sound.

"What a terrifying momentum!"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The evil aura on Chalmers' body had turned blood red. It was obvious that there were more than tens of thousands of dead souls under his command.

How many people has this old man killed?

"Boy, suffer death!"

After entering the fighting state, Chalmers's old and rotten aura was swept away, his cloudy eyes became brighter, and he roared angrily, like an old lion king whose power remained unabated, making people unable to help but bow their heads. Worship.

Huh~~

A streak of blood-red sword energy came out of his body and struck Su Mo straight in the face. In an instant, Su Mo smelled a strong smell of blood. The chilling air lingered around him, as if he was on an ancient bloody battlefield.

"Well done!"

A golden light lit up from his eyes. Su Mo took half a step back and charged up his right fist, like a fully drawn bow. The golden force in his body surged towards his fist like a whale swallowing a siphon. The golden light burst out like a blazing sun emerging from the ground. , so dazzling that all the prisoners could not open their eyes.

"Holy Blow!!!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the Fist of the Fierce Sun struck hard on the bloody sword energy.

boom! ! !

Under the ground, a thunder exploded, and the savage force directly blasted away the bloody sword energy.

Dozens of fine blood-colored sword energy shot out in all directions, like a storm coming, shooting out small holes on the ground, stairs and cold iron prison doors. Many unlucky guys standing behind the doors had their bodies directly pierced, causing pain. Wail.

After the storm, the golden light was restrained. Su Mo retracted his fist, his body stood tall and proud, his eyes glowed brightly, and he laughed loudly:

"Chalmers, with this strength, you can't hurt me!"

The uninhibited voice sounded like a slap in the face to Chalmers, causing his face to darken instantly.