My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Chapter 125 One Finger, One Kill

Click, click.

With the crazy increase of this force, even the small stones around it began to crack.

General Gao's expression changed drastically. Although he was just an ordinary person, he also realized that the situation was not good.

"Shoot me, kill him before he reaches the pole!"

Regardless of Bian Xiaolong's threats, if he waits any longer, not only the High School Affiliated to Nantah University, but everyone here may not be his opponent.

General Gao has experienced countless lives and deaths, and at this moment he can feel that the dangerous aura on Su Xing's body is far from being stronger than Bian Xiaolong's.

Su Xing is absolutely impossible to be Bian Xiaolong's opponent, unless the leader Su makes a move.

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and his expression couldn't help but darken.

The soldiers put on a serious look, and all their long guns and short cannons were aimed at Bian Xiaolong, who was becoming more and more unhuman.

Accompanied by General Gao waved his hand.

The muzzle of the gun erupted with dazzling flames instantly, and the firepower intertwined into a deadly net enveloped Bian Xiaolong overwhelmingly at this moment.

Bian Xiaolong didn't realize it, he was still standing there, being baptized by this medicine.

Bang! ! !

The earth-shattering explosion sounded soaring into the sky.

The hail of bullets directly swept away a tree in the middle, and more bullets poured on Bian Xiaolong's body.

Let alone a person, even a piece of stone or steel would be smashed into pieces under such terrifying firepower.

The firepower was tilted for more than ten seconds, until the smoke that had already been hit in front of him filled the air, and the ground collapsed into a deep pit with a radius of several meters, and General Gao gave the order to stop the attack.

This time, they came in a hurry, and they didn't have a lot of ammunition reserves.

After this round of firepower, it was almost exhausted.

"Should he be dead?"

"With this kind of firepower, even a company will be wiped out, let alone just one person."

"I also feel that even a monster cannot survive under such firepower."

Seeing the huge deep hole in the ground, the soldiers also breathed a sigh of relief, including General Gao, who was also slightly relieved.

Warriors are, after all, individuals.

He has killed quite a few.

Jiang Yibing and the secretary also breathed a sigh of relief, standing in the corner, patted their plump breasts, and couldn't help but feel a little lucky for the rest of their lives.

At critical times, the army is still reliable.

Just when they were rejoicing, the smoke and dust that filled the air were blown away by the strong wind.

Desperate laughter gradually emerged.

Bian Xiaolong walked out slowly with big strides.

His clothes are torn.

However, on his body, there was not the slightest scar.

From Bian Xiaolong's appearance, he could no longer see the gentleness he had before.

Instead, it looked like a living dead.

The only difference is that he still has consciousness.

"Did you feel it?" Bian Xiaolong looked at his hands with a slightly intoxicated expression, coupled with his inhuman appearance at the moment, it was extraordinarily weird, "This is the strength of a first-class master..."

"This forbidden medicine is what I found from the ancient tomb, and it can directly push my strength to the top."

"Not afraid of pain, not afraid of life and death, incarnation of the god of battle."

This scene made everyone present feel chills in their hearts.

Those living dead with little strength are scary enough.

Now, Bian Xiaolong has extremely strong strength, and has the characteristics of a living dead. His strength is far more than a simple first-class inferior.

Jiang Yibing's pretty face turned pale, and such a thought flashed through his mind.

General Gao, as well as his subordinates, were also panicked by it.

"This... this is not dead... and it seems to be stronger than before!"

"It's over, we're all going to die here today."

"Not afraid of bullets, not afraid of artillery fire, how to fight this kind of monster!"

The timid ones just dropped their equipment and turned around to flee.

General Gao's confidant also came to his side and said in a low voice, "General, you should withdraw first, this kind of monster is no longer something we can deal with..."

General Gao gritted his teeth, looking pained.

Today, if Su Yue didn't make a move, the people present might not be spared.

In the audience, Su Xing was the only one with a calm expression.

It was as if Bian Xiaolong, whose strength soared in front of him, couldn't bring him any mood swings.

Bian Xiaolong also noticed this, and immediately became angry: "Su Xing, if you kneel down and submit to me now, I will let you go."

"At this moment, you are definitely not my opponent."

"Even if they are both top-notch, I have the most powerful body. Killing you is like killing a chicken."

There was a strong arrogance in his voice.

Su Xing stretched lazily.

He's done watching and is now bored and ready to end it all.

Until now, he didn't make a move, just to see if Bian Xiaolong could use other tricks related to his previous life.

"A mere living dead man deserves to talk to me about opponents?"

Su Xing walked out slowly, his expression indifferent.

"If there is no other trick, you can die."

As soon as his words fell, the people around him were shocked.

With an unbelievable gaze, he stared at Su Xing.

Most people just think he is crazy.

This is a monster that can't be killed by guns, how could he be an opponent.

Dare to mock the other party, this is courting death.

"Mr. Jiang... Otherwise, let's run away first. This Su Xing is absolutely impossible to be the opponent. Bian Xiaolong is a first-class master who has taken medicine. How can he fight?!"

"Su Xing..." Jiang Yibing frowned, hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth, and said, "Look at it again, it's hard to say."

"Mr. Jiang, if you don't leave, you won't have a chance. Don't pin your hopes on a mortal man!" The secretary became anxious, and his whole body began to break out in cold sweat.

"Look again." Jiang Yibing suddenly became firm.

Last time, she was severely slapped in the face by Su Xing's performance.

This time, inexplicably, she had a kind of expectation for Su Xing.

The soldiers only thought he was messing around and wanted to let him, a young man, leave first, but they were stopped by General Gao.

"It's good if he loses. A real master will come out to save him." General Gao's face showed a bit of joy.

He was waiting for Su Xing to lose before he could let Su Yue make a move.

And all these thoughts did not affect Su Xing.

Step by step, he slowly came to Bian Xiaolong, who was one size bigger in height and size.

Bian Xiaolong smiled contemptuously, stretched out his hand, and patted Su Xing.

"Kill you, one palm is enough."

The powerful force surging all over his body crazily, almost going berserk, gave him incomparably great confidence.

Bian Xiaolong mobilized this force, barely controlled the concentration of true energy, and poured out all the violent true energy from his whole body with this palm.

The hurricane whipped up, flying sand and rocks.

It was as if a god waved his palm, and the soldiers within tens of meters were directly shaken until they vomited blood with just the residual power.

Jiang Yibing's expression changed drastically.

Snapped.

Su Xing blocked the palm.

There was no explosion of power as imagined, but the palm seemed to be calmed down like a mud cow falling into the sea.

At this moment, Bian Xiaolong was worthless, and Su Xing didn't intend to let this palm penetrate into his body as before.

"Hehe, struggling in vain." Bian Xiaolong grinned, and suddenly roared like a living dead. His breath gathered to the extreme, and he turned his palm into a fist, and with the power of wind and thunder, he directly hit Su Xing's face.

He seemed to have heard the sound of skull shattering after this palm smashed Su Xing's head.

"Send you back to the west!"

Bian Xiaolong growled.

This punch was clearly stronger than the previous one.

The expressions of the onlookers changed.

There is an extremely strong feeling that even an iron man will turn into iron powder under this fist.

As for Su Xing, he would definitely die.

Su Xing looked indifferent.

Suddenly, with a very small distance, he dodged Bian Xiaolong's fist.

Then, he made a move.

The figure came to Bian Xiaolong's side and pointed out.

There was no gust of wind and no shocking waves.

Even, from the beginning to the end, there was no magical movement.

Calm and calm.

It's like an ordinary person reaching out to crush an ant to death.

That finger slowly landed on Bian Xiaolong's temple.

But Bian Xiaolong found that no matter what he did, he couldn't avoid this finger.

It seemed that his whole body had been locked by this finger.

Wherever you go, you can't escape.

A finger dropped.

In an instant, Bian Xiaolong felt like being struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, and he fell down as stiff as a log.

Bian Xiaolong, die!

One finger can kill first class!