Peerless Genius System

Curisa lowered her head and looked horribly at the big hand penetrating through her right chest. Her face was full of incredible colors. A mortal man actually penetrated his body with his bare hands. What the hell is this fucking joke?

He raised his head and looked at Sholo with horror: “You... what kind of monster are you...”

In response to a cold hum, Sholoh's right hand slowly lifted up, accumulating strength with the deadly snake, ready to rip Curisa's heart out alive.

That's when the man in white came forward.

“Phew ~”

The sword came out of its sheath and a sword swung towards Sholoh.

“Buzz ~”

Intangible swordsmanship is like a cold air rushing straight into Sholoh, passing by, distorted by space, silent, yet with a sense of pressure that makes the scalp feel numb.

Though Schollo was half awake in consciousness, he was acutely aware of the danger, and never thought of it. He let go of Curisa and flashed back a few dozen meters away.

“Buzz ~”

The intangible sword passed in front of him, then slanted, silently swept away against a tall building a few hundred meters away, gently swung from the tall building, the next second, more than fifty stories of the upper and lower parts of the tall building misplaced, the upper half slipped directly from the lower half, “bursting" a loud collapse, stirred the screaming dust, people screamed and equipment alarm sounded.

Hiss...

The JC watching from afar sucked in the cool air and the colour of the fright on his face.

“Oh, my God, that man cut a tall building in half with a sword! ”

“What exactly did I see? Are they men or gods? ”

“It's horrible, it's horrible, we... we shouldn't be here anymore, it's too dangerous...”

Everyone's cold sweats are like waterfalls, their eyes open and their pupils shrink, showing their horrors, their scalps numb, unspeakable creeps, unspeakable chestnuts, such a scene is truly untrue as a nightmare.

Su Glass was also stunned, and her pretty face was full of shock.

“I ~! @ # ¥%... Just wave a sword and cut off a tall building. How strong is this damn thing! ”

Vajra couldn't help but say dirty words. It just felt like the roots of all the hairs were up upside down without control. Chilly irrigation made it difficult to calm down. It was just staring at the tall building with round eyes. The plane cut by that sword was tilted, smooth as a mirror, and it was as simple as cutting tofu, and easy to lift.

Shorona's red eyes glanced straight towards the meditation, and he did not attack immediately in the face of such a powerful figure.

“Shh.”

As a step forward, the whole man came from a few dozen meters away to Curisa, standing high and staring at him indifferently.

“Wang, I... I...” Curisa had a bloody mouth and nose, and the wounds on her chest were ‘cuckoo’ straight out.

“It's normal that you didn't beat him. He's from the Shaw clan! ”

Stick out your palms and a brilliant silver hua comes out of your palms, wrapping Curisa around.

This is the healing power, and the blood coming out of Curisanagu slowly stopped, and the color of pain on his face slowly disappeared.

“The Shaw clan? He's a Shaw? ”

Listening to the words of the underworld, Curisa's eyes were full of shock. Naturally, he had heard of the Shaw clan. A thousand years ago, they had landed in the air, infinitely expanded and invaded. They had done half their manpower to barely suppress the Shaw clan. It was a fanatical fighting race. Everyone was born with terrible fighting power. He had always thought that the Shaw clan had been extinct, and who had ever wanted to flee to the world to continue to exist and reproduce.

A glimpse of Sholo: “Scarlet eyes, terrible bursts, and his name is Shaw, no mistake, he is definitely of the Shaw clan! ”

“Grunting ~”

Curisa swallowed a hard sip of saliva: "They are still alive. Wang, the Shaw clan is the great enemy of our optical clan.” Turning his head to Sholo, "he seemed to be still in the early stages of Shaw blood awakening, not really growing up, don't let him leave alive, otherwise he would have a tiger. ”

The meditation is not talking, it seems to be thinking about something.

Curisa suddenly remembered something terrible and trembled, "Will the Witch Lady see the great demon king destroying the world say... that's him? ”

Hearing this, the divine colour of the underworld changed slightly. He was just thinking about this problem. The witch was their optical prophet. Five hundred years later, she knew about it. One day, she saw the scene of the destruction of the mystery and the painting of the living spirit. What caused all this evil was the shadow of a man covered in dark fog. The reason why she returned to the Holy Spirit now was also to prepare for this disaster.

If the Demon King in the Witch Lady's prophecy is the Shaw clan in front of her, then this is the best chance to deal with this threat!

But is it really the Shaw clan?

If not, would you kill someone yourself?

I'm confused, but the final decision is to wipe the Shaw clan out of the world, rather than kill a thousand by mistake, than let go of the Great Demon King, who brought great disaster to the secret realm.

“Nobody of the Light Nation will ever leave today. Stay with me forever! ”

Sholoxon burst out, his right foot stamped the ground, a boulder attached to the dirt was shaken from the ground, his feet weighed two tons, he rotated his body and kicked it on the boulder.

“Boom Boom Boom!”

Striked hard by a powerful boulder towards the underworld, it was huge, such as a meteorite that crossed the ground and rolled like a tide.

With only a slight index finger extended, the impinging boulder immediately stopped, and after a pause of 0.01 seconds, the whole boulder exploded into countless splashes of rubble.

JC's chin from afar is about to fall apart. This image is too shocking, too shocking, too creepy!

“Ha-ha-ha...”

The loud laughter shook in this space, and Sholoh appeared in the smoke without a sign. The ghost claw broke through the void and attacked the underworld's neck.

The divine colour of the underworld remained unchanged and indifferent, and the sword in his hand was stabbed directly in the palm of Sholoh's hand with a spike.

“Pfft ~”

Blood splattered, and the whole fine sword stabbed into Sholo's right arm, along with the bones inside.

“Ahhh.”

Sholoh's throat sounded a painful grunt, his left hand a hawk claw, his five fingers like a knife, wrapped in a sharp tear, regardless of the pain in his right arm, tore to the right shoulder of the underworld, totally spelling himself seriously injured but also biting the enemy with a bite of madness.

With a slight wrinkle on his eyebrow, he picked the sword up in his hand and the whole sword in Sholoh's right arm pierced the barrier between the hand and the skin.

“Wow!”

Blood splashes, aggravated pain, Sholoh's attack fails, people retreat, right arm blurred, blood dripping.