In order to facilitate the search, Li Ang deliberately flew higher, so that the field of vision could be wider, but even if he flew very high, he still smelled a strong smell of blood, which can be seen from the source of the smell of blood, how terrible the killing will be!

From a distance, it is a small town built on the top of a hill, which happens to be located in the middle of a mountain col, with steep walls on both sides, and there is only one direction to go up the mountain, which can be described as easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If it weren't for the limited size at the top of the hill, it might have grown into a thriving metropolis in a few years, but now the city is in the midst of a catastrophe.

When Li Ang arrived, the small city had been completely lost, except for a group of people in the central square who were besieged, there was no breath of life in other places, like a dead domain, leaving only a strong smell of blood that could not be dispersed.

There are not many people left in the besieged, and most of them have various injuries to a greater or lesser extent, they may have had strong combat effectiveness, but unfortunately they don't have much strength now, just the last struggle.

"Isn't it good to die obediently, why should you resist!" The person who spoke was a person Li Ang didn't know, not very old, estimated to be in his twenties and less than thirty, looking at these people who were surrounded by a smile on his face.

"You brutes! Why?! Where have we offended you! In the crowd, an old man with a hunched back complained loudly.

"Regiment leader, just a few old and weak, sick and disabled, let me rush up and chop them all up, won't it be over, and what are you chirping with them!" A strong man with five big and three thick feet licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the few young women in the crowd, looking like he was about to move.

"Idiot, do you know what the battle of the trapped beast is, don't worry that they can't escape." The young regiment commander looked like he had everything under control.

"Are you the Iron Fist men? Why are you doing this? Didn't Dad say that Iron Fist is a good guy? There was a teenage girl in the crowd who was crying desperately and muttering to herself.

can be the head of the regiment, his strength is naturally not weak, and his ears are also very smart, and he heard the girl's self-talk all of a sudden, and his face instantly became gloomy: "Go, bring her over." The finger was pointed at the girl.

"Okay!" The strong man who was bored on the side instantly became excited, and rushed to the edge of the crowd in a few steps.

"Ahh The girl screamed helplessly, and several people next to her wanted to come over to help, but she was already at the end of her crossbow, and it was very difficult to stand, and she was powerless to rescue.

"Haha, come here." The strong man's big hand reached out and grabbed the girl.

"Get out of here!" A burst of cheers made everyone's hearts tremble involuntarily, and the boundless anger brought a terror like a cold winter.

The strong man bore the brunt of the attack, and before he could understand what was going on, he flew out upside down, and lost his luster at the slightest doubt in his eyes, and his strong body shattered like a pile of dust after falling to the ground, and disappeared with the wind, and after a while there was no trace of it.

"You~~You~~You~~~" The head of the regiment suddenly stammered, and he couldn't say a complete sentence, the picture of the strong man falling into powder was too shocking, and it hit everyone's hearts including the regiment leader, it turned out that death could be like this, this is everyone's voice.

"You~~ Don't come here! Do you know who I am?! Under the threat of death, the regimental commander finally overcame the fear in his heart and uttered a complete sentence.

Li Ang's face was gloomy, and he approached the young regiment leader step by step: "Say, how are you going to die?" ”

Li Ang secretly swore that he would never let him die too easily, not only him, but all the people present who participated in the killing, just now they were too impulsive, so that the strong man who looked like a pervert died too easily, and he didn't even have time to torture his soul.

Torture? Perhaps the demon's methods are more suitable for these people, thinking of this, Leon suddenly stopped.

"Hurry up and get out of the reality, just act as if you haven't seen anything, or I'll make you look good!" Leon's pause made the young regiment leader think that Leon recognized him and was frightened, and suddenly became arrogant again.

"How are you going to make me look good?"

"I~~~I~~~I~~~" The head of the regiment stammered again, he was still too young, and his mental quality was not good, wasn't it just that a human disappeared, and instead a three-meter-high demon appeared in front of him, so he was scared speechless again.

"How are you going to make me look good?" Demon Leon asked again, his deep voice with a special hum, it seemed to belong to the emperor's voice, which made people involuntarily have the urge to bow and worship.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! The regiment commander suddenly began to cry, snorting and tearing, kneeling on the ground and knocking his head.

"If you can bring back to life those who died in vain, I'll let you go."

"Big~Big~Lord, another demon lord made us do this." The young regiment commander whispered.

"Can't do it, can it? Then go die. Demon Li Ang's face was expressionless, and he grabbed the head of the regiment leader with a palm bigger than a fan, lifted him up, and then squeezed it slowly with a slight force.

The slight force is relative to the demon Leon, in the feelings of the young leader, his big hand is like a pair of pliers and slowly clamps, wanting to resist, but his strength is as weak as an ant in the face of the other party's huge force.

"Hmm~~ Hmm!" The regimental commander wanted to speak, wanted to speak, but the gradually tightening palm made him unable to say a word, and could only make a futile sigh.

Click, not a very big crisp sound, but at this moment it is extremely loud, after the demon Leon appeared, there was no one present who dared to speak, even if he breathed carefully, he did not dare to make a little sound.

Drops of blood slowly oozed from the palm of the demon Leon's hand, and under the stimulation of pain, the head of the regiment struggled more and more violently, but it was useless, the pain was still intensifying, and death was coming.

"Stop!" Suddenly, there was an angry roar in the distance, like a spring thunder, and everyone's heads were buzzing.

In mid-air, a huge black figure quickly swept over the undulating mountains, one second it was still in the sky, but the next moment it was already hovering over the small city.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a black giant eagle, but starting from the neck, the whole head was white, and a pair of sharp and cold eyes scanned the surroundings.

Then, a figure jumped off the back of the giant eagle, fell from nearly a hundred meters in the air, smashed a deep pit on the ground, kicked the gravel at his feet at will, tidied up his clothes, and walked out calmly, with a domineering look in his eyes.

"Let him go."

Seeing the person coming, the demon Leon grinned, the person in front of him was none other than Iron Fist.

"Iron Fist, as a slave, who gave you the guts to talk to me like this." The demon incarnated by Leon is born with a domineering spirit, and no one will doubt it even if it is nonsense.

"Why?" Iron Fist's face was pale, and he asked why he wanted to stop them, he was very puzzled, wasn't it the devil's request to slaughter humans to collect blood, although it wasn't the demon in front of him, could it be that the demons were also divided into factions?

"It's not pleasing to the eye." Demon Leon shook the young leader in his hand.

"Let him go, there's something to talk about again." Iron fist wants to blow up his hair, what is the reason for his meow, but there is no way, the only son is still in the other party's hands, and the tone can't help but be a little weaker.

"Okay."

The iron fist that had prepared all kinds of rhetoric didn't expect the other party to agree so simply, and the joy in his heart immediately turned into boundless grief and indignation as soon as he rose: "You! Die! ”

It turned out that the demon Leon did let go of his son, but he pinched it hard before letting go, only to hear a thud, and a headless corpse fell to the ground like this, blood gushing, and instantly spread all over the ground.

Iron Fist has always had a scruple about demons, but at this moment, everything was left behind by him, go special! Avenging his son is his only thought right now.

After taking a few quick steps, his right fist, which had been accumulating strength for a long time, slammed into Li Ang fiercely, and there was a faint light flickering on his fist.

Iron Fist claims that any enemy only needs one punch, and its abilities are very similar to those of Saitama from a manga called One-Punch Man.

In the face of the menacing iron fist, Leon did not intend to dodge, he wanted to see what kind of strange ability the so-called enemy only needed one punch.

duang~~~ The impact of the meat fist and the meat palm actually made the sound of gold and iron clashing, like the evening drum and morning bell, and the echo rippled.

The power of the Iron Fist is not exaggerated, after catching the Iron Fist punch with the palm of his hand, Li Ang only felt a huge and boundless force coming from the opponent's fist, starting from the palm of his hand, constantly impacting his body, making him have to retreat.

How much power does the iron fist have, 100 tons, 1000 tons, or 10,000 tons, Li Ang has no way to judge, he only knows that he is completely unable to resist, but the destructive power is far from being as strong as he imagined, and even for him, there is no destructive power at all, because although the force cannot be resisted, it just pushes you back, but the damage is not at all.

Knock knock, step by step, even though the contact with the iron fist had long been separated, there was still a continuous force coming from the palm of his hand, forcing Li Ang to retreat.

It was only after a full hundred meters that the force gradually weakened, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Shaking his left hand, which was a little numb, Li Ang flapped his wings, and had already crossed a distance of 100 meters, returning to his original position: "Very peculiar ability, but unfortunately it has no power." ”

"How is that possible?! How could you be okay?! No one can catch my punch! Iron Fist's face was ugly, and he couldn't believe that the punch he was most proud of had lost the power to kill everything.