Adult Caucasian dogs are nearly one meter tall and weigh up to 100 kilograms, they are one of the most ferocious dog breeds, and they are also the largest giant dogs Jiang Mubai has ever seen, and the dog-shaped monsters running wild on Longjin Street are taller and more ferocious than adult Caucasian dogs!

It's a demonic creature!

Since the first year of the New Spirit Age, the world has undergone drastic changes, and all living beings have been affected by it.

After the change of the earth's ecological environment, not only many extinct animals and plants have reappeared in the world, but also monsters that have appeared out of nowhere are wreaking havoc.

Demonized creatures are new varieties that are influenced by monsters or artificially hybridized.

Some people keep demonized creatures as pets out of curiosity, showing off and other mentalities, but demonic creatures are bloodthirsty and crazy, difficult to domesticate, and even attack owners when out of control.

The resulting tragedies, hundreds and thousands, have been repeatedly banned.

At this moment, the life of the boy who fell was hanging by a thread, and seeing that there was another bloody case in Dingwu City, a figure swept by like a wind, and after approaching the boy, he pounced forward like a cheetah, holding the boy and rolling three times on the spot, knocking down several plastic round tables in the roadside stalls, which could avoid the fangs of the demonized giant dog.

Danger after risk!

Although the posture was awkward, the passers-by and vendors who managed to save the child and ran to a safe area to avoid cheered for it.

The rescuer rolled over, pushed the boy's shoulder hard, and shouted in his signature duck voice: "Little hairy head, run!" ”

The boy didn't have any blood on his face, and when he came back to his senses, he cried and ran as he cried.

The demonized giant dog froze in place, its basketball-sized head turned to the man with a ponytail, its long, narrow scarlet eyes tearing two lines of blood like sarcoma.

"Senior brother!"

"Take the knife!"

The two Zhige sect disciples who were walking with the ponytail rushed over, one threw the ring head knife in his hand, and the other threw the meteor hammer and smashed it at the demonized giant dog.

"Don't!"

Ponytail knew something was wrong and immediately issued a warning, but it was too late.

The meteor hammer covered with spikes on the surface smashed into the back of the demon dog's neck, and the spikes fell into the flesh and got stuck, and the demon dog was in pain, roared angrily, and rushed towards the disciples of the Zhige Sect who had shot out the hidden weapon.

The disciple of the Zhige Sect couldn't dodge, and the horns on the demon dog's head pushed against his waist and abdomen, cutting through his coat and knocking out two dents in the thick stab-proof suit.

The disciples of the Zhige Sect flew out three meters away, falling to the ground like rags sacks, motionless, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Brute!"

The ponytailed man's eyes were about to split, and he stepped forward with the ring-headed knife in his hand, and the blade pointed directly at the head of the demon dog.

The ring head knife is a straight-edged long knife, born in the Han Dynasty, made of stainless steel repeatedly folded and forged and quenched, with a thick ridge and a single edge, not easy to break, conducive to immediate combat, and is one of the most lethal weapons in the world at that time. Some radical weapons scientists even believe that it was the power of the Huanshou Sword that helped the Han army defeat the Xiongnu and indirectly contributed to the great migration of contemporary Eurasian peoples.

Inheriting the wisdom of the ancestors and improving the design by several generations of masters, the ring-headed knife in the hand of the ponytail is slightly different from the ring-head knife of the Han Dynasty, but the power is not reduced by half, but it has evolved from a chopping weapon that is conducive to horse warfare to a slashing weapon that is conducive to foot combat.

This knife is cut down, no matter what breed it is, it must chop off the dog's head!

Seeing that the senior brother took out the sword, another disciple of the Zhige Sect did not hesitate, and raised his hand axe to slash at the demon dog with a loud shout.

The demon dog shrank his head to dodge the knife, then turned his bulky body, piercing out its horns and fangs.

The ponytail hurriedly dodged, and at this time, the demon dog had no time to take care of it, and the Zhige disciple with an axe in both hands chopped the hand axe on the back of the demon dog's neck as if it were chopping meat, chopping its skin and flesh.

But this axe blade penetrates the flesh for three points, and it can't be pulled out!

The demon dog howled incessantly, and its tail whipped like a long whip to stop the thighs of the disciples of the Gopai.

Injured in the leg, the Zhige Sect disciple simply let go of the axe handle with both hands, held the grip of the meteor hammer, kicked the demon dog's buttocks, pulled out the meteor hammer with the help of reaction force, and limped back.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the demon dog, the ponytail slashed several times on the demon dog's head one after another, but they were all blocked by the horns and fangs, and the blade of the ring head knife collapsed into a small gap.

Two people and one dog, unorganized, messy.

When someone outside shouted for help, Xu Qiansuan left the table and walked to the door of Liuwei Ju to stand beside Jiang Mubai, and when he saw that the street was intractable, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and touched his lips, and said, "That's a saber-toothed dog, a demonized breed." ”

This thing doesn't want to wonder what the dog meat tastes like, right? Jiang Mubai glanced at him and said in a low voice: "If you fight again, they will die." ”

The ponytail is an open martial arts cultivator, but the body and knife skills are a mess, if there is no unenlightened fellow door to contain him, it is estimated that he has already hit the street at this time.

It's just an outer disciple sent to collect protection money, how can a cannon fodder-level minion be so desperate?

Knowing that he can't fight, he has to fight to the death, knowing that he can run, but he risked his life to protect the safety of one party, how can there be such a ruffian? It's no wonder that people talk about the Zhige sect with respect.

"Someone had already dialed 279, and the patrol and ambulance arrived quickly. However......" Xu Qiansuan looked solemn and said his judgment in a deep voice, "they can't hold it." ”

"Well, maybe another minute."

Jiang Mubai raised his eyes and looked around, seeing all kinds of expressions on the faces of diners, passers-by and street vendors, worried, frightened, worried, unbearable, ashamed, and indifferent......

"Brother Xu." Jiang Mubai let go of Jiang Huiyin's soft little hand, and his eyes fell on the sword on Xu Qiansuan's waist.

"Huh?" Xu Qiansuan understood Jiang Mubai's eyes, and his complexion changed slightly.

"Borrow a sword!"

"Catch the sword!"

The two broke off drinking, almost in unison.

Xu Qiansuan patted the scabbard, brushed the sword boring with his palm, and raised the buckle of the sword.

Jiang Mubai leaned sideways, his five fingers surrounded the sword stem, and the sword spike fluttered in the air.

The eight-faced Han sword is unsheathed, and the sword-wielder flies and gallops.

Now that he has made a move, there is no hesitation, Jiang Mubai's mind is clear, he has no idea of weighing the pros and cons, and he does not think about the surprised expressions of others.

There should only be a sword in the eyes of the sword-wielder, and after the sword is drawn, everything is empty.

The first style of "Tianyuan Sword Codex", the sword is selfless!

On the long street, under the lanterns.

The ponytail that was in the wind was suddenly scattered into a mess, blocking the view.

At this moment, his vision was blocked, and he was forced to abandon the ring head knife, and slid back to avoid the fangs of the knife-toothed dog, but he didn't know what happened to his heel, and his body lost control under the action of inertia and fell backwards.

Finished.

This rotten life can't be saved.

After gritting his teeth and fighting fiercely for a long time, Cheng Fengzheng felt that the muscles of both cheeks were stiff, and he couldn't squeeze out a wry smile, so he could only close his eyes resignedly, hoping to die happily and neatly, without too much pain.

It's easy not to be afraid of death, but it's hard not to be afraid of pain.

As his eyes closed, he saw a sword with a striking edge.

There is a person behind the sword, I can't tell whether the person is holding the sword, or the sword is carrying the person, I only know that the human body is like the wind, and the sword light is as bright as electricity!

What a amazing sword!