LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
62.GREAT KILLER.
The killer did not know what was happening and looked up as his upper body slid to the ground while his lower half stood there motionless.
As he fell, he could still see Tan Wen Hong's grim face.
Especially the eyes, cold and unfeeling.
Everyone took a cold breath as they watched Tan Wen Hong in fear.
If one were to say that killing their leader was from a sneak attack, this time was a fair fight yet Tan Wen Hong still killed a Bone Tempering expert in an instant.
When the silver light flashed again, he was so fast that no assassin had the time to react before
Tan Wen Hong dropped the others.
Such terrifying speed coupled with the sharp edge of the Moon Savage soaked the backs of the assassins in cold sweat.
“Because you dared come looking for trouble in my territory ...,” Tan Wen Hong squinted at every man around him and traced his neck with his finger as his eyes turned red, “..
At that moment, they all paled and stepped back.
The fear they felt from his eyes added to the fear they already had.
Their role starts to blur because it is unclear who the victim is and who the killer is.
The role of hunters and prey has now changed.
The fat man watched Tan Wen Hong's domineering gaze while being shaken.
Then, he was swept away by the sudden feeling of familiarity, the majestic and majestic feeling he felt only from his father.
But what he felt from Tan Wen Hong was much more resolute.
It was as if everyone who dared to go against this man would find themselves dead without the slightest hesitation.
The pressure released by force
Tan Wen Hong was something that even made him shiver.
Seeing that they were unable to compete with Tan Wen Hong individually, an assassin shouted, saying,
“Don't be afraid, let's attack together. He was only a Qi Condensation punk that relied on 3rd class demon treasures. If we surround him, he's done.”
With a shout, the assassins jumped onto Tan Wen Hong and closed the net on him.
Sneering, Tan Wen Hong rushed forward fearlessly as he held onto the Savage Moon.
His target gulped but did not back down as he had people on each side unleashing punches at Tan Wen Hong.
If Tan Wen Hong continued to suppress, his killer would die, but so would Tan Wen Hong under the combined attacks of the two Bone Tempering experts.
But if he were to retreat instead, it would only serve to tighten the net and his death was only a matter of time.
Tan Wen Hong did not plan to die in this fight, or else he would have fled a long time ago with the help of the Savage Moon's speed increase.
Whooshing sound!
With a flash of silver, Tan Wen Hong disappeared from their sight and his punch only hit the air.
Tan Wen Hong then landed right in front of the assassin standing behind the other two.
Not seeing this coming, the assassin was frightened but immediately became excited to see Tan Wen Hong not facing him.
He did not waste this opportunity and punched towards the helpless back of Tan Wen Hong.
Your head is mine, son.
But a silver light flashed and the man froze.
At the moment of impending doom, Tan Wen Hong swept over the Savage Moon around him and jumped from their tight circle.
As for the man behind Tan Wen Hong, he watched with wide eyes as his body touched the ground into two pieces, blood and entrails spilling everywhere.
The others!
Even under their joint efforts, Tan Wen Hong came out unscathed and robbed their other comrades. The fear in their eyes grew higher.
They had expectations before, wanting to kill him with numbers. But that hope is now dashed.
“What kind of freak is he? When did the Seven House Nobles have such a person?” A murderer cursed as he felt his knees tremble.
Secretly sneering, Tan Wen Hong narrowed his eyes and bathed the world with the killing intent it contained.