Yang Ge was furious, eager to rush forward and fight the baron ghoul for three hundred rounds.

"Roaring ......"

The baron-level ghoul roared, shook his palm, and slapped heavily on the back of the Chevrolet old man's car, and the 5-ton Chevrolet pickup truck actually flew up in place, volleying around and flying towards Yango.

Seeing this, Yang Ge felt a chill in his heart, and instantly gave up his plan to fight this perverted ghoul.

He was hit by the Chevrolet old man just now because he had his back to the ghoul, and now he clearly saw the Chevrolet flying over, of course, it was impossible to be smashed again. Yang Ge moved a few meters to the right with agility, and easily avoided this huge hidden weapon.

Then, as soon as he looked up, he was stunned by what lay ahead.

Seven or eight low-level ghouls staggered towards this side, and the baron-level ghoul turned around and fled with both hands and feet, its wind-like posture made Yang Ge can't help but think of William's mantra: "Run away after pretending, it's so exciting!"

I escaped......

Escaped......

This simply refreshed Yang Ge's three views and tarnished the powerful and brutal "majestic" image of a knight-level dark creature in his heart.

Fuck you, as a baron-level ghoul, it's okay to sneak attack in the group of little brothers, it's okay to use the car as a hidden weapon, and if you're afraid of death, you have to let the three lord ghouls be your followers, but the enemy is current, you let the little brother come to die, and you turn around and run away, this is too much!

Yang Ge was almost crazy, how could he encounter such a strange thing in the first battle after becoming a first-level demon hunter, which was not in line with the Don Quixote tragedy he imagined!

"No, you can't let it run, they all say that ghouls hold grudges the most, and if you want such a strange thing to follow behind, sooner or later the boat will capsize in the gutter!"

Desperate for a vigorous battle to vent the anger in his chest, Yang Ge self-hypnotized himself to find a reason, and then held the bright katana, roared loudly, "Sun Tzu, where to go", and chased after him.

7 or 8 low-level ghouls?

Hack both ends with his hands, without stopping.

Although that baronial ghoul has long hands and feet, and can run faster than a dog, how can he compare to Yango, who has turned into a half-vampire and is fast enough to pull out the afterimage?

It only took Yang Ge more than ten seconds to rush past the ghoul's interception and catch up with the baron-level ghoul, angrily picking up the katana and slashing his head and face.

"Tell you to sneak up on me!"

"Tell you to hit me with a car!"

"Make you laugh at me!"

"Roar......" The baron-level ghoul roared furiously, frantically waving its claws, but its movements, falling into Yango's eyes, would not be much faster than the 100-meter champion of primary school track and field in the eyes of Bolt, he could calmly retreat, turn sideways, easily avoid its claws, and then pounce on it, and continue to swing the knife and slash.

But he had to admit that the baron-level ghouls who were cowardly were also baron-level, and the samurai sword containing holy power cut those low-level ghouls, as smoothly as chopping melons and vegetables, and cutting the lord-level ghouls, Yang Ge just felt a little nowing.

But now that he was chopping on the body of this baron-level ghoul, Yang Ge actually had a feeling that he couldn't cut it.

Slashed at its bone armor, bone chips flew everywhere, leaving only a knife two or three centimeters deep, slashing at the limbs that were not surrounded by bone armor, cutting through the flesh and skin, but cutting its bones.

Yang Ge was vigilant in his heart, thinking that if there was another viscount-level ghoul, he would just stand and let him cut it, and he would not be able to cut it to death if he was tired.

The anger was almost vented, Yang Ge stopped doing useless work, he clearly felt a slight feeling of exhaustion rise in his heart, and the milky white holy power wrapped in the katana also dimmed a lot.

He remembered that the old Connor had said that the holy power was a kind of energy similar to the Chinese Qigong, but it was fused with Christianity and thus became the holy power, but the holy power was not generated out of thin air, and according to the law of conservation of energy, it can be speculated that the holy power is actually a "set" of various energies of the human body. Consuming holy power is equivalent to consuming all the energy of the human body, including physical and spiritual power.

After deciding to make a quick decision, Yang Ge's purpose in swinging the knife suddenly became much stronger.

The Holy Force Katana slashed at the Baron's right thigh one by one, each slashing at the same wound, and the Baron-level ghoul sensed Yango's purpose, roaring anxiously, and stretched out his huge claws to cover the wound.

But its thighs, which are thicker than a child's waist, how can it be covered, Yang Ge kept rotating around it, and the Holy Power Katana knife did not leave the wound, and soon cut off all the skin and flesh around the wound, revealing Bai Sensen's thick leg bones.

After swinging more than 20 knives in a row, he finally heard a "click", and with another knife, the thick thigh flew out.

Yang Ge let out a long sigh of relief and cut off one of its legs, and it was up to him to fight or go!

He took two steps back, holding the katana and watching it use its hands and feet to keep trying to get up, but it kept falling, and after taking two breaths, he dissipated the holy power of the katana, turned around and walked towards the remaining six low-rank ghouls.

Three minutes later, Jango returned with two Brownings, and there was no longer a standing ghoul around.

During these three minutes, the baron-class ghoul crawled for a distance with its massive body in tow, as if trying to escape for its life, but when it saw Yang Ge returning so soon, it suddenly roared.

Even if Yang Ge didn't understand ghoul language, he could hear the desperation in its roar.

The prey was desperate, and the hunter was naturally delighted, and Yang Ge showed a bright smile at it, slowly changed the magazine, aimed at the ghoul's eyebrows, and shot one shot at a time.

The silver bullet shot at the center of its eyebrows, like a shot on a steel plate, and immediately bounced off as soon as it hit, leaving only a dent that was neither deep nor shallow.

But as long as it works, it takes a few more bullets to always shoot through his bone armor, and what can be solved with bullets, Yang Ge has never used a knife.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

Yang Ge was like practicing marksmanship, shooting unhurriedly one shot at a time, the baron-level ghoul covered his eyebrows with his claws, and he changed positions to shoot, such a big head, there is always a place that can't be covered.

Anyway, he's determined to kill it today.

The baron-level ghoul seemed to finally understand that he couldn't escape today, and suddenly stopped his futile action of blocking bullets with his claws, and turned over, so shocked that Yang Ge thought that this guy was going to die in the net, and quickly took two steps back.

Then, in Yang Ge's messy gaze, this big guy who was a head taller than him knelt on the ground with a "bang", kowtowed to him with a "bang", and called for mercy in his mouth, his bright yellow eyes blinked vigorously, as if he wanted to squeeze out two tears.

Looking at the baron-level ghoul in front of him, who was definitely begging for mercy, Yang Ge's heart was like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.