Anger, the fuse of the outbreak of potential power, Song Xiaohu's anger at the moment comes from the memory of Yi Wujun in his mind, witnessing the life of his beloved withering, being betrayed by those close to him, and covering his tragic death by someone who is heartfelt.

"I've been dead, and I can't allow anyone to kill me!"

As Song Xiaohu made the cave shake after the roar resounded, a layer of dark red energy substance floated all over his body, his hair somehow grew longer, and a pair of translucent blood-red dragon horns grew on the top of his head, his eyes emitted white light, and he couldn't see the eyeballs at all, the ten fingers of his hands were bent, and the energy substance floating in his hands turned into two dragon claws, translucent, but the dragon scales were clearly visible.

As soon as the change was finished, the figure of the ghost hand rushed from the passage, and he was about to hit him in the face with a punch, however, Song Xiaohu's right hand caught the heavy punch at a faster speed, and the fist wind that drove him had no effect on him at all, but the wall behind him was already affected and a little dented.

This is extremely embarrassing, the ghost hand can catch it so easily with all its full strength, and the momentum and destructive power are so great that Song Xiaohu will instantly calm down.

Before he could be surprised by the change in the other party's appearance, his whole body was thrown out and hit the wall, and the hard body shook the cave with such a hit.

When the ghost hand just raised his gaze, Song Xiaohu had flashed in front of him, the speed was so fast, the body couldn't dodge at all, he could only watch people kick him, only to hear a click, his jaw dislocated flew to the side, and he was about to hit another wall, Song Xiaohu flashed again, like kicking a ball, back and forth five times, which was regarded as the five consecutive blows he dealt with himself before the counterattack.

However, the ghost hand is a second-order genetic powerhouse, and he quickly got rid of the abused state, and officially fought with Song Xiaohu after connecting his chin, his ability is in his hands, which is even harder and sharper than a blade, but now the situation is different, the other party's body is now protected by a layer of dark red energy substance, and he can't be hurt at all, on the other hand, the translucent dragon claws that Song Xiaohu's hands blurred out are even better.

For a while, the surrounding walls were full of paw prints formed by the failure of the two people's attacks, and the walls of the cave were all made of hard stone, which could leave deep scratches to perfectly show how powerful their claws were.

The more the war ghost hand became more and more frightened, "I don't believe it! the second-order will be no match for you, and the first-order is not garbage!"

Song Xiaohu's expression remained angry, "What bullshit second-order, the real strength is not literal." ”

In just a few rounds, the ghost hand was covered in bruises, Song Xiaohu had improved too much in terms of speed compared to before, and he couldn't even hurt himself in the slightest in terms of strength, but now he had no chance to escape, and there was a Dugu Fu outside the cave, and that guy's horror was many times stronger than Song Xiaohu.

Seeing that the ghost hand seemed to have lost his fighting spirit, Song Xiaohu provoked, "Seeing that you are working so hard, I don't need dragon claws, let's fight with all my strength."

The ghost hand, who had never been insulted, took out the syringe and became hideous, "I don't believe you really have the strength to defeat me in a short period of time." ”

After injecting the mysterious liquid, and then looking at the state of the ghost hand, the green tendons on his forehead flared up, and the body size expanded to become much bigger than just now, very much the feeling of a bodybuilder, Song Xiaohu was also very trustworthy to let the virtual dragon claw disappear, and the other party's foot moved lightly to the ground to shatter, but when he rushed over, Song Xiaohu used his palm against his claw, and then the palm twisted and touched his wrist, which was also a gentle push to resolve the attack of the ghost hand's hands.

Every move and every style seemed weak and weak, but it was easy to defuse, and the trick was enough, his figure dodged and turned around, and the fingertips of his palms pressed against his body so that he could not continue to move forward, and then slapped it violently within an inch distance, the armor behind the ghost hand burst, and the ribs were almost pierced through the internal organs because of the violent impact.

Hurriedly retreated, the ghost hand knelt on one knee and spit out blood, completely crushed by strength, how could he not have imagined that Song Xiaohu, who had been chased and fled before, would let himself be defeated at this moment.

"Boy, the soul power is constantly being consumed, let's deal with him quickly. Song Xiaohu, who was also proud, heard the sound of Molong speaking in his head.

"It's time to finish. Song Xiaohu, who was being hunted down, roared angrily and came quickly.

The ghost hand that wanted to make the last resistance was not vulnerable at all, the defense was broken, and then the head was separated from the body and rolled to the ground, plopping, and the headless corpse still spurted blood and fell to the ground and convulsed for a while.

Outside the cave, there was Dugu Fu, and the killers were still standing still waiting for the ghost hand to come out, suddenly, Dugu Fu turned his head to look, and saw Song Xiaohu, whose eyes were shining, walking out of the cave with the head of the ghost hand, and all the killers present suddenly blew up, and no one could have imagined that it was the ghost hand who died in the hands of Song Xiaohu.

Seeing this, Dugu Fu was still expressionless, but his legs were slightly bent to go to the tall branches on the side, Song Xiaohu's head fell from his hand, and his body jumped up to attack Dugu Fu, and he was carried away by anger and mistakenly thought that Dugu Fu was also an enemy.

"I can't help myself. Dugu Fu, who sensed Song Xiaohu's attack on him, was full of disdain.

He can move in mid-air, and after dodging the opponent's killing move, he kicked it down, and with a bang, Song Xiaohu's body fell heavily in front of the killers, and the dust kicked up couldn't see how he was, and Dugu Fu, who had come to the branch and was standing, looked at it and disappeared at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.

Seeing the most dangerous enemy leaving, the killers began to pour into the dust Song Xiaohu, thinking that he should faint, but he didn't expect that one of the killers walking in front of him was grabbed by the calf, and a miserable scream sounded, Song Xiaohu had already stood up, and the unlucky killer was grabbed by him and his feet were torn in half, and the killers who saw this scene panicked and shot one after another.

Gunshots, screams, and Song Xiaohu's beastly roar, this grove is already a slaughterhouse, after a long time, this fight ended because the last killer was pinched and his head was blown out, Song Xiaohu stood on the piled up corpses panting, his hands were stained with enemy blood, everything was not what he thought, it was all Shao Zhongxiong's refusal to give up.

"Shao Zhongxiong, you're next!" The white light disappeared, and Song Xiaohu's blood-red eyes appeared with a heavy murderous intent.

The tea house near the suburbs of Gaoling City was full of elegance, and the white wolf was still thinking that the ghost hand should also complete the task and come back, so he took out his mobile phone to call the other party and never answered, and also thought about whether it would fail, and then thought that the ghost hand second-order gene person would not die in the hands of Song Xiaohu.

"Who are you? This is a private club, and no trespassing. ”

"Get out!"

When he was still thinking about whether the ghost hand should come back with Song Xiaohu's head, there was a quarrel and fight outside the door, the white wolf immediately became alert, he heard Song Xiaohu's voice, and then the wooden door shattered, and the two black-clothed bodyguards fell in, and Song Xiaohu walked up with something wrapped in rags, seeing that the thing in his hand was still dripping blood, no matter how stupid the white wolf was, he could think of what it was.

"Where is Shao Zhongxiong!" Song Xiaohu's momentum was even stronger than before.

The white wolf was so frightened by this momentum that he stammered, "You... He... He.."

Song Xiaohu shouted impatiently, "Tell me where Shao Zhongxiong is!"

The white wolf swallowed his mouth a little more slowly, "He's in the company." ”

Not much time to waste, Song Xiaohu turned around and left, the white wolf saw that people were gone, waved his hand and signaled the bodyguard to hurry up, and when there was no one, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Shao Zhongxiong's phone.

"What's the matter?" the tone was not very pleasant.

The white wolf broke out in a cold sweat, "The surname Song is not dead, he is looking for you." ”

The other side was silent for a while and asked, "Does he know that I sent someone to kill him?"

"I specifically reminded you not to be involved, but it seems that people already know. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Zhongxiong scolded on the other end of the phone, "What do you do to eat, a college student surnamed Song can't figure it out." After scolding, the other party hung up the phone.

The white wolf was also annoyed and threw the phone directly to the ground, but he didn't expect to see the most unexpected figure appear in front of him just after the fall.

"Shao Zhongxiong is in the company, you didn't lie to me. ”

It was Song Xiaohu, he didn't leave, but turned back, the white wolf was really panicked now, I'm afraid that the conversation just now might have been heard, because people were smiling at themselves gloomily, that smile was very similar to the god of death who came to ask for his life.