I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Clang!

Another cross of arms.

In the past few minutes, Sowanda suddenly felt that Lyon's offensive had become particularly fast.

If Mrs. Gao hadn't helped, he might have been beheaded by Leon in a one-on-one situation.

Even so, he was still stunned by Leon's stormy slash.

Although the long lifespan has made the martial arts level of the hands and the five fingers reach a certain height. However, in the final analysis, they are only martial artists with rich experience in martial arts.

In the face of Lyon's coercion, it is still slightly inferior.

If it weren't for gaining experience and learning more, Leon would have already included another extraordinary skill of Luke Cage into the skill table.

In that case, with a single effort, I would just throw the eggs out of Sowanda when I just slapped my butt feet!

Where can I get this African black uncle, wielding knives and guns in front of him...

However, with a reckless style of play, Leon, who has no super power, can still kill Sowanda.

Just need to spend a little more time, and grasp the right time...

However, it is interesting to say that Lyon, Mrs. Gao, and Sowanda have all learned "chi".

Thanks to the persistence of "Qi", the endurance of the three people is very outstanding.

From the moment Leon reached the top floor, nearly twenty minutes had passed since the battle.

Generally speaking, the masters will quickly decide the winner in a short period of time.

However, this battle is a bit long.

However, it's time to end...

At this time, Leon, who rolled over and avoided Madam Gao's qigong palm, looked back and saw Sowanda who was chasing after him, and his eyes lit up.

Perhaps it was the energy spent in the battle that made Sowanda forget for a while that he relied on Madam Gao's long-range attack to barely tie Leon.

At this time, he took advantage of Leon's undecided footing,

Trying to go forward and give Leon a knife.

However, eager for success, he made a major mistake: he actually got in the way between Lyon and Madam Gao!

In this way, Madam Gao's Qigong Palm cannot support Sowanda!

Although there was only a moment when the figures staggered, Leon was very keen to capture this precious fighter!

"It's now!"

With a roar in his heart, Leon's eyes narrowed, his body squatted slightly, his hands clasped the "Dark Moon" in his hands, and when he turned around, he turned and slashed!

The pitch-black Tang Dao turned into a thunderbolt and precisely slashed at the crack of the Sowanda's attacking dagger!

The blade, which was already devastated, was quickly disconnected at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a "choked" sound, one of Sowanda's hands, a short knife made of Edman alloy, was finally cut in half under Lyon's intentional calculations!

The sharp blade, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, was instantly knocked into the air.

However, this is just the beginning!

The "Dark Moon" who cut off the short knife, castrated unabated, under Sowanda's horrified gaze, slashed his neck from bottom to top!

puff!

Before he could block, the sharp blade easily drew a thin blood-red line on Sowanda's dark neck.

"Uh…"

clang!

Sowanda, whose throat was cut, loosened his hands weakly, and both short knives fell to the ground in free fall.

His slightly trembling lips seemed to want to say something, but the massive amount of blood that kept flowing from his neck completely drowned his last words...

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Gao was filled with grief and anger, and she couldn't help shouting again:

“Sowanda!!!”

This was the second time in a short period of time that she watched her companion die under Leon's knife.

The long life that even death could not deprive at will, was harvested at will by this brown-haired young man!

This made Mrs. Gao wonder: Could this man be the killer sent by death to punish them?

Bang!

Sowanda's entire body fell weakly into a pool of blood, and the blood splashed around, as if adding the finishing touch to a picture scroll.

If the bodies of Sowanda and Alexandra are used as pen and ink, the floor of the hall is a huge piece of drawing paper.

And Leon is a painter with a brush in his hand!

However, this masterpiece called "The Destruction of the Hand and the Society" has not yet been completed.

Just the last touches...

Thinking of this, Leon raised his head, and with those deep blue eyes, cast towards Mrs. Gao who was not far away.

Some grievances, in fact, do not need too many reasons.

This war, to put it bluntly, is that the hand and will send someone to assassinate Leon, and Leon counter-kills such an old-fashioned storyline.

However, to the surprise of Mrs. Gao and others, Leon used his own power to kill all the leaders of the meeting...

"Bo Tu also died in your hands, right?" Witnessing the death of her companion, Mrs. Gao's old wrinkled face looked even more haggard and old.

In the face of Mrs. Gao's question, Leon did not answer, and returned to silence.

For this reason, he didn't want to waste any more words, and continued to explain too much to Mrs. Gao, a dying person.

Seeing that Leon didn't answer, he took it as his acquiescence Mrs. Gao, and sighed slightly, "So, those of us who defected from Kunlun and lived countless springs and autumns are all planted in the hands of such a hairy boy as you. In hand, speaking, it is really ironic..."

She seems to have been prepared for the fate she is about to face.

Also, as early as a few months ago, when she faced Leon alone, she had experienced his strength.

In Mrs. Gao's view, it was almost impossible for an old woman with limited mobility to retreat in front of Leon, an agile and invulnerable opponent.

You can't beat it.

In the case of three-on-one, they can't beat Leon, not to mention, she is the only one left now?

Then, Mrs. Gao has only one choice left, and that is: fight to the death!

However, Quan is afraid of young and strong, not to mention that Mrs. Gao is facing Leon, a strong enemy with no obvious weaknesses.

The old lady's desperate struggle, in Lyon's view, is just the last weak struggle...

Leon, who moved and flipped a few times, stepped on coherent step points, dodged the qigong palm, dodged behind Mrs. Gao, and stabbed through Mrs. Gao's thin body!

Standing behind Mrs. Gao, the silent Leon suddenly left Mrs. Gao with one last puzzle:

"I'm sorry, Shouhehui, I will manage it well for you."

Before he finished speaking, Leon turned around, waved the Tang knife in his hand, and chopped off Madam Gao's head with one knife!

The head full of doubts in his eyes drew a parabola in the air, and finally fell between the bodies of Sowanda and Alexandra.

It can be regarded as the last stroke for this bloody and coquettish painting...

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