Ling Xiu only felt endless grievances, and the anger in his heart was extremely extreme, but he couldn't find an outlet at all, because Yang Cannon's figure was too ethereal, like a shadow or wind, unpredictable, one moment to his left, another to his right, and the next second, it was possible to stand four or five meters away from him.

And every time Yang Cannon changed positions, the switchblade in his hand stabbed him fiercely.

Five or six minutes later, Ling Xiu had already received more than a dozen stabs, and blood gushed out from the wound, staining him into a bloody man. He was completely enraged, and with red eyes and madness, he lunged towards Yang Cannon, but he always missed, and he couldn't even touch Yang Cannon's clothes.

"Boy, you're a cockroach, you won't fall down like this!"

Yang Dacang was frightened, he had never seen a person with such tenacious vitality, he had been stabbed more than a dozen times on his body, each wound was seven centimeters deep, the amount was like this, but Ling Xiu became more and more courageous, and the momentum on his body became more and more terrifying, as if a terrible devil slowly woke up in his body.

In response to him, it was a military stab with a cold killing intent and a cold glow.

"Buzz~"

The momentum of the military spur was like a man, and it seemed to be integrated with Ling Xiu, and he could feel Ling Xiu's anger and decisive killing intent, making a sound that tore through the space like the sound of a sword.

Even though he knew that he could easily dodge it with his own ability, when he met this incomparable military thorn, Yang Cannon still opened his eyes, and the hairs on his body stood upside down. He stomped on the ground with both feet, and quickly dodged away, but was shocked to find that he was half a step too late, and Ling Xiu's blow actually scratched his arm.

After the shock, there was a monstrous anger that could no longer be suppressed.

"Dare to hurt grandpa, Lao Tzu will send you to the west now!"

With a roar of widening faces, Yang Cannon once again rushed towards Ling Xiu.

This time, he used his power to the extreme, and his body swooped in like a storm. Ling Xiu couldn't see his movement trajectory at all, only felt a cold breath hit him, and then he saw Yang Cannon's switchblade pierce through his arm holding the military stab.

"Poof~"

Blood rushes and pain sweeps through!

A muffled snort of pain erupted from Ling Xiu's throat.

Yang Dacang's face was fierce, and the switchblade was pulled out of Ling Xiu's arm, and he stabbed Ling Xiu five or six times in a row.

Coupled with the previous dozen or so knives, Ling Xiu was already full of holes, the thick smell of blood rose, blood was spilling from his mouth and nose, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly, and the blood flowing out of his body quickly stained the ground around him.

"Finally ~ down!"

Yang Cannon wiped the sweat from his body, kicked Ling Xiu, who had only half a breath left, and scolded, "It's really a cheap bone, I wasted so much physical strength to hurt grandpa." ”

As he spoke, he squatted down and wiped the switchblade, which had been stained with a lot of blood, on the only remaining piece of clean clothes on Ling Xiu's body, and then got up and swept in front of Tang Xiaomo, who had fallen into a deep sleep.

I looked down carefully, and then I twisted my beard and said with a lewd smile: "Beautiful, it's so beautiful, I can only think about it in my heart when I used to be such a superb chick grandfather, but now, hehe...... Grandpa, I can do whatever I want, and no one can control it. ”

He carried Tang Xiaomo on his shoulder, and then turned into a blast of wind and headed towards Desert Town.

Not long after he abducted Tang Xiaomo, Zhang Yifei, Situ Meng and Xue Nan rushed back after picking up firewood, and when they saw Ling Xiu lying in a pool of blood, the three of them didn't even care about the firewood in their hands, and rushed up as fast as they could.

"What's going on, what's the fuck going on?"

Seeing Ling Xiu, who was in a coma with blurred flesh and blood all over his body, Zhang Yifei was anxious, filled with grief and anger, and then looked around, and found no trace of Tang Xiaomo, so he guessed a rough idea in his heart.

Rumble!

The body swelled to nearly three meters in an instant, and the evil aura was swirling, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Who did it?" Who did it? ”

The roar shook the sky, like rolling thunder, and the entire mountain forest was violently shaken at this moment.

Where could Xue Nan and Situ Meng withstand this terrifying momentum, they both flew upside down and fell to the ground. It was not the first time that Xue Nan saw Zhang Yifei transform, and he was frightened in his heart, but he could at least maintain his composure, while Situ Meng was so frightened that his face turned pale and he screamed again and again.

At the same time, Ling Xiu's dying aura changed abruptly.

The fists were slowly clenched, and the red blood that had flowed out of the wound turned black in an instant, and the dark spots with evil aura spread from the neck to the face like a spider's web, and the black hair turned purple without wind.

A terrifying aura permeated, and the pressure on this space soared!

Xue Nan and Situ Meng were shocked to find that Ling Xiu, who was covered in blood, stood up in an instant, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ling Xiu was like a fierce hungry wolf baring his teeth, his face was hateful, and the two white fangs were faintly visible.

"Minor repairs and ...... It's a terrible monster again! Situ Meng's body trembled, and cold sweat was like a waterfall.

Ling Xiu's nose sniffed in the air, locking on to the scent of Yang's cannon, and let out a low roar similar to that of a beast in his throat, and then rushed towards Desert Town. The speed was as fast as lightning, shrinking into inches, and disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yifei was slightly stunned: "A small town? Could it be that the bastards did it? ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be furious, and his huge body also rushed towards the desert town, setting off a trend of overwhelming mountains and seas.

******

Yang Cannon carried Tang Xiaomo back to Desert Town, he was in a good mood, thinking of the big beauty on his shoulder waiting for him to enjoy, he couldn't help but hum a little song.

The original middle-aged man and his party stood tremblingly on the street to greet him, and everyone did not dare to look him in the eyes, for fear of ushering in a catastrophe. Before the disaster, Yang Cannon was a second-rate gangster in their town, specializing in stealing chickens and dogs, so he was beaten and driven away by them.

But who would have thought that after this disaster struck, Yang Cannon suddenly had a magical movement speed, and his figure was as erratic as a ghost.

Since he had this ability, Yang Cannon eliminated all the man-eating monsters in the town, and then claimed the king and hegemony in the desert town, and the surviving young women were all occupied by him alone, and he also treated them as slaves, punching and kicking them at every turn, and even using knives.

Seeing the middle-aged man and his party, Yang Cannon's good mood suddenly dissipated by more than half, and he pointed at them and scolded: "I am upset when I see you all dying Grandpa, damn, a bunch of waste, garbage, if it weren't for the people in the same town, Grandpa, I would have killed you a long time ago." ”