Easy to handle

That's it?

Just two simple words, directly broke the mentality of Scarface.

What is this?

This trick has been carefully prepared for an unknown number of years, and he has poured too much effort into it. Now, there is nothing to gain, and such a result has actually appeared.

The means carefully prepared for the slaughtering god, in the end, even an ordinary wild god's subordinates could not clean up.

This is obviously not what Scarface wants.

But at the same time, this is the result that he had to accept.

His mentality was on the verge of collapse, and with Matt's words, he broke the defense directly.

"Have the courage to say it again!"

Scarface was out of breath, and now he just wanted to hit Matt's head hard and smash his head to pieces!

Matt feigned helplessness as he ripped off the entangled tree roots from his body.

"It's really troublesome."

"If I had known it earlier, I would have lit the fire. You have to burn all the roots of your tree."

Matt looked at Scar's face quietly, without much ups and downs in his heart, and even felt a little funny.

This scarred face is so funny.

Relying on such a little bit of caution, he is not an opponent of the Lord God.

At most, it is used to kill knights.

The difference between a knight and a master **** is not a skill, a gap that can be filled with a little thought.

As the real fire of the Nine Suns ignited on Matt's body, the temperature of the swordsmith around him increased, and the face of the scarred face on one side gradually became dignified.

From Matt, he felt the crisis.

It was a fear that gradually engulfed him, a fear that kept him from breaking free.

Everything came from the breath quietly released by Matt.

Solid, steady, with a bit of killing intent in the scorching heat.

It was this unhurried killing intent that made Scarface panic.

Because he has never experienced anything like this, and even for him, this is the most stable opponent he has ever seen.

Even the killing intent was released so firmly, in the slight killing intent, it was more frightening than the opponent's roaring and clamoring.

This killing intent seemed to be entangled in his heart, lingering.

Just looking at the flames that gradually ignited on Matt's body, Scarface already had three points of worry in his heart.

This steady killing intent made him feel scared.

Scarface had sweat on his forehead. He looked at Matt, and his heart became a little more dignified.

"Who are you, this is definitely not the strength that the wild **** can have."

"Besides, you're not a wild god."

Listening to such comments, Matt wanted to make an eyebrow raising action, but unfortunately his body is now made of metal, especially his cheeks. According to his request, he couldn't make any mocking movements.

For a time, Matt's interest disappeared because of this action.

"Don't talk nonsense with you, come here to die!"

The moment Matt took a step forward and stepped on the ground, countless flames spread from the soles of his feet and continued to spread to the distance.

Scarface rose directly into the air, dodging the flames on the ground.

The power of this thing does not need to be tested, and it must not be ignored.

The air around him became hot and dry.

The moment the scarred face rose into the air, for some reason, there was a faint regret in my heart.

The next moment, the Jiuyang True Fire spreading from the ground suddenly swept toward the sky.

It wasn't until that moment that Scarface knew what he had done wrong, and why did his intuition make him regret it.

He should have run away decisively.

It was only in such a short time that he rose into the sky, Jiuyang True Fire had covered all the places within his line of sight.

Like a wave rising, the flames are raging.

Scarface had no choice but to use his fastest speed to soar into the sky and directly kill the sky.

Matt hummed softly.

"Just use your body to try the tricks Lord Light Master taught me."

Matt's legs were slightly pressed down, and the next moment, a gust of wind raged across the ground, and Matt, who was in the real fire of the Nine Suns, was covered with a layer of red light.

In his eyes, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.

But in the eyes of Scarface, this is clearly endless killing intent.

The flames rising from the ground were menacing, and among them, there was another killing **** who did not change his expression in the slightest, from the flames that had become extremely hot.

The raging flames below were enough to kill him, not to mention that in the flames, there was another person who was killing him at an extremely stable speed.

The boundless raging flames seemed to be thousands of cavalry rushing towards him.

At that moment, Scarface completely felt what is called pressure.

The sea of flames swept through the sky.

In the sight of Scarface, there are endless flames and a killing god.

Like a ghost, his speed was not very fast, but he couldn't get rid of it. Together with the raging flames, he rushed to the sky and quickly smashed the defense line in Scarface's heart.

In the face of absolute strength, all tricks are superfluous, or even have no effect at all.

Even if his skills are improved several times, there is no way to defeat the opponent in front of him.

The crushing momentum, the approaching Matt, and the raging flames directly dashed the last hope in Scarface's heart.

"I fought with you!"

Scarface let out a low roar, and on his palm, countless tree roots spread, trying to stop Matt's speed.

When the roots touched the flame, the hot temperature instantly burned the roots into coke.

On the surface of the roots, a layer of black carbon was added directly.

The temperature was so high that the roots of the tree didn't even have time to burn, and the outer layer was already charred.

In the despairing look on the scarred face, hope suddenly emerged.

Although it was difficult, he did have a way to stop him for a moment in this sea of fire. This little discovery gave him some hope.

In the midst of despair, this hope had already overwhelmed his mind. He seemed to have grabbed the last straw to save his life, and frantically urged the exercises. The roots of the tree continued to spread, blocking the sea of fire behind him.

Taking advantage of the short time won, Scarface turned and was about to run away.

But when he turned back, his body seemed to hit a hard boulder with a muffled sound.

"What the **** is this."

Scarface covered his head, which was already filled with blood, and stepped back again and again.

This is the sky, how can there be hard objects?

The next moment, Scarface shook his fist violently. In this moment of life and death, every moment seemed extremely important.

Being obstructed for a moment is the difference between life and death.

"Step aside!"

"Whoever stops me will surely die!"

As soon as the voice fell, Scarface's fist was already smashed in front of him.