Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 428 Purple Flame Blooms in the Dangerous Building

Han Qing'er gave the order: "331 formation, move!"

The crisp sound cut through the sky in the silent night, like a sharp blade, instantly tearing through the solidified air.

The members of the 007 team understood what he meant and rushed towards the building like arrows.

Han Qing'er tapped her toes lightly, her figure graceful as a swallow, and with a few leaps she disappeared into the night, heading straight for the top floor of the building - the place where the "mystery" was most likely to be hiding.

She wanted to cover this cunning opponent like a giant net.

The team consisting of Qi Yuxiao, Yang Tongle and Zhao Kuner advanced quickly and cautiously according to the predetermined search route.

They covered each other, their steps light and making almost no sound, like three ghosts moving in and out of the shadows of the building.

The flashlight beam flickered across the empty floor, illuminating the mottled walls and scattered building materials, as well as their tense nerves.

"Second floor is safe!"

"The third floor is safe!"

"Fourth floor..." Yang Tongle's voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a muffled groan.

Qi Yuxiao and Zhao Kuner were startled and immediately became alert.

"Tong Le, what's wrong?" Qi Yu growled, tightened his grip on the weapon, and rushed to the fourth floor.

What came into his sight was a scene that he could not believe.

Yang Tongle fell to the ground, holding his chest in pain, and standing next to him was Zhao Kuner!

However, at this moment, there was a strange smile on Zhao Kun'er's face, and her eyes were empty, as if she had lost her soul.

"Kun'er, you..." Qi Yuxiao just opened his mouth, and Zhao Kun'er attacked him with lightning speed.

The speed and power were completely beyond his previous understanding.

Qi Yuxiao was unable to dodge and was hit hard in the abdomen. His eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Zhao Kuner looked down at Qi Yuxiao who was lying on the ground, and the strange smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious.

Then he turned to look at Yang Tongle who was knocked to the corner and said in a creepy voice: "Next..."

Zhao Kun'er's scarlet eyes swept around, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a creepy arc.

"That's it?" She sneered disdainfully and stomped her toes.

The hard concrete floor cracked instantly, and the whole person rushed upwards like a cannonball. With a loud "bang", the floor of the fifth floor shattered like paper under her feet.

The space upstairs opened up before her, and rubble and dust fell like raindrops.

She grabbed the unconscious Qi Yuxiao, lifted him up like a chicken, and threw him into the broken hole without hesitation.

"Go down and calm down!" she shouted jokingly, her tone full of teasing.

On the fourth floor, Yang Tongle struggled to get up, but found that he was weak all over and his chest was burning with pain.

"Kun'er...what's wrong with you?" He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

Zhao Kuner fell from the sky and landed steadily in front of Yang Tongle, looking down at him with eyes as cold as a demon from hell.

"Don't call me Kun'er, you don't deserve it!" Her tone was cold, as if every word carried a biting chill.

At the same time, a delicate cry came from the rooftop: "Monster, where are you escaping!"

A purple flame streaked across the night sky, like a fire dragon, heading straight towards Zhao Kuner.

Han Qing'er descended from the sky, purple flames surrounding her body, like a god of war descending to earth.

However, at this critical moment, Zhao Kuner suddenly blocked Yang Tongle in front of her.

The purple flames instantly engulfed Yang Tongle's body, and a shrill scream resounded through the night sky.

Han Qing'er's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly retracted the flame, but it was too late.

Zhao Kuner looked at Yang Tongle, who had been burned to charcoal, and a strange smile appeared on her face: "Oh my, did we accidentally hurt our allies? I'm so sorry..."

She drawled, her tone thick with sarcasm.

Han Qing'er's face turned ashen, her fists clenched tightly, and her nails dug deep into her flesh.

"You..." She gritted her teeth, but was speechless for a moment.

"Now, let's play a game..." Zhao Kun'er's voice echoed in the night sky like a ghost, "Guess who's next?"