Super God Gene

Fist to meat, Hanson's fist hit the Yu clan continuously, and the blood of the Yu clan sprayed painfully.

Feathers are neither faster nor more powerful than Hansen, but their fighting skills and experience are really poor, they fight by instinct alone, and Hansen is not a rank.

Suddenly, Hansen punched out, the Yu clan flashed, flashed Hansen's fist, and at the same time, a punch hit Hansen's belly, surprised Hansen's heart.

It's not to say how good Yu is, but it's obvious that Hanson used it before.

“Get rid of him quickly. His talents are too strong, his learning skills are strong, and after a long time, you have no advantage.” The old cat screamed.

Hanson grabbed his arm while dodging the punch, and the other elbow hit his throat.

The throat was smashed, the Yu clan suddenly made a painful and depressing sound on its back, and Hanson twisted his arm behind his back, grabbing his arm with one hand and storming his back brain with the other.

The arms were twisted backwards, the Yu clan had difficulty working hard, and there was no way to resist Hanson's attack. Blood sprayed in his smashed mouth and red blood kept spraying down.

Knock!

The Yu clan twisted its back, ignoring that arm at all, and turned into a dislocation facing Hanson, whose arm was also twisted.

Yet the Yu clan, like a fine man, hit Hanson with one end, and the cruelty reached the extreme.

Hanson turned around and flashed over his head, clamping his neck with one hand, clamping his head under his armpit, while his knee hit his chest.

Boom!

His knee struck his chest, sounding like a drum, and Hanson collided four or five times, suddenly hearing a broken bone and a large piece of sternum recessed.

Yu family threw up blood and yelled, holding Hansen's leg, he actually chewed down his mouth. Then Whitesen's teeth actually bit through the armor on his leg and stabbed him directly into the flesh. If Hansen hadn't reacted fast enough, his hands would have twisted his neck so hard that he couldn't continue to bite, I'm afraid he would have bitten through his bones.

Hanson bit his teeth and twisted them so hard that Harsey twisted the feathers' neck upside down, his face facing the back.

But he grinned at Hanson, his mouth was filled with blood, and he looked horrible. The next second his hands actually pressed Hanson's arm, twisting it hard, like Hanson had just used, to hold Hanson's back.

“You're naive against me with my tricks.” Hanson's elbow was frustrated, and he hit the unwinding face hard. Blood splashed all over him. The feather face was depressed by him, and the man crashed into the ground and hit the ground out of a big pit.

Hanson's body rushed down like a meteorite, his knee slammed hard against his throat, and he heard a click and his neck bone was completely smashed.

The Yu clan's head was pulled aside, as if it had lost its support, but it was still alive. He yelled at Hanson with his hands and tried to haunt him.

Hanson's body flashed, his fists and feet continued to fall on the feathers, his body twisted and deformed, as if he was no longer human, but he had not been killed, and his vitality was incredible.

“Shit, how can this thing not kill?” Hanson couldn't help but scream.

The old cat, not far away, said: "Feathers have little weakness, tearing his body apart, and there is no other way. ”

“In that case, go to hell.” Hanson's fists became more violent.

Almost all of Hansen's limbs and sternum were broken and his skull severely deformed. Even so, the feathers remained undead and maintained strong fighting power.

Boo!

A blood-soaked white feather was ripped off by Hanson, and the feathers screamed like beasts in pain.

Hanson saw him so painfully, not so careless as when he was injured elsewhere, his heart moved slightly and he reached out and grabbed the other wing.

After a few punches on it and smashing the bone, Harsey ripped off the other wing as well.

The Yu clan turned around and hugged Hanson. Hansen kicked him up and followed him. His fists and feet struck him like a flood.

“Ah Lu... ah Lu...” Under the ultimate boxing power, Hanson couldn't help but scream like an evil emperor, feeling that the punching seemed to be stronger and harder and faster.

Boom!

Successive punches hit the Yu clan's neck, not knowing that hundreds of punches were smashed, Hardson smashed his neck, and Hanson tore his head off hard.

Lost his head body, he jumped at Hanson, and the head opened his mouth and bit Hanson's neck, viciously unimaginable.

“Fuck you.” Hanson kicked his body with one foot, and one hand grabbed his head, the other held his fist and stormed it.

Blood splattered and bones broken.

Under a series of fierce bombardments, Hanson bombed his head hard, and the red and white objects splashed Hanson all over him.

The headless body of the Yu clan jumped again. Hanson's eyes burned, his body's strength fluttered, and his fists greeted him.

The violent forces continued to bombard until the torso was torn apart and the internal organs were blown up, and the body finally stopped moving.

Hanson wiped the blood on his face and sat on the floor all of a sudden, gasping with a big mouthful of breath. He didn't feel it just now, he felt a little soft on both hands and feet.

This is the first time Hanson has had a soft, beating hand and foot.

“Old cat, what exactly is this guy from?” Hanson looked at the old cat and saw the old cat sneaking up next to the pile of mutilated bodies, stretching out his claws to pick something up.

Hanson couldn't help but get tired and jumped in front of the old cat and licked his lips and stared at it and said, "Old cat, aren't you being a little unkind? You didn't do anything before, and now you want to pick up the cheap? ”

The old cat smiled embarrassingly: "I'm afraid you don't recognize the goods, so I'll help you see if there's anything of value. ”

“What did you see?” Hanson stared at the old cat and asked.

“I think this bone looks good, go back and make some soup.” The old cat thumbed out and said.

Hanson naturally wouldn't believe such a lousy bullshit, staring over a pile of mutilated bodies and squatting down and measuring them carefully.

“The old cat guy was supposed to be trying to stretch his paws this way. What's on this side?” Hansen thought, his eyes look over there, and it's disgusting to see some ruptured guts, blood, broken bones and rotten flesh mixed in there.

Fortunately, Hanson didn't have a cleansing habit, he reached out and turned the guts and broken flesh, and he touched it in the blood for a while. Suddenly, Hanson felt like his fingers were touching something in the blood, and his hands felt completely different from the flesh and bones.