In front of him was a large mess of weapons, all of which he knew, but none of them had ever been his weapon, even when he was young, he had not hunted in the small mountain village, at most, one or two had appeared as his toys.

At the head, there were crutches that were rubbed by hand, baskets woven with rattan, and clothes that were wet and dripping with water and smelled of soaphorns, as well as Zhang Xiaohu had to avoid three big teeth and dung with a smelly smell.

There are also flying stones, not far away, there are children holding up slingshots and looking at him coldly, in addition, there are people holding half a brick, smashing it with their heads and faces, and there is still dirt on it, I don't know where they picked it up, and there are many left, which are objects that Zhang Xiaohu can't understand, some seem to have seen it, and some are completely unknown So, it can be seen that these crazy villagers, after being covered by the red light, should have directly taken the things in their hands and went to the battlefield.

What frightened Zhang Xiaohu the most was the pair of eyes that became more and more red, as well as the open bloody mouth, with the strange cry of 'ho ho', the rough breath coming out of the nose, coupled with Bai Sensen's teeth, bulging green tendons, no matter how you look at it, there is no human appearance, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a group of humanoid demon beasts.

Zhang Xiaohu rushed towards the crowd, his hands were divided, left and right, and he slapped lightly on the chests of the first few people, while his body continued to twist and move, avoiding strange weapons, holding his breath, and avoiding the dung from afar.

Even if these people are weaker, his body is tempered like steel, but he doesn't dare to use himself to block this endless attack, after all, not being able to bring him scars does not mean that it will not make him painful, just like a child biting, although the teeth can only leave a few marks on the adult's body, but the pain is real, not to mention, one bite can't be opened, but no one dares to guarantee it.

The strength vomited slightly, when the first few people involuntarily fell backwards, and the crowd that was touched all the way was knocked out without exception, just two palms struck, and a large area was vacant in front of them, and the ground was full of rolling people, but, none of those people opened their mouths to speak and shouted pain, but quickly turned over, and stared at him with cold eyes while running.

Taking advantage of the gap, Zhang Xiaohu took a step forward and rushed to Xiang'er, in his perception, Xiang'er was just frightened by a villager who suddenly appeared, and he didn't have to worry, but Zhang Xiaohu also figured out at this time, it was not easy for the two people to break out of the encirclement, and the best way was to merge into one and rush out in one direction.

"Xiang'er, follow me"

Zhang Xiaohu strode over, without a moment's pause, and after beating a few madmen around Feixiang'er, he chose a random direction and rushed away.

He was like an arrow opening the way in front, and the crowd split in half like a wave, and Xiang'er, who was following behind, didn't even dare to use the more powerful fireballs now, but kept erupting palm thunder, hitting the fish that slipped through the net one by one.

Two or three thousand villagers gathered together, the crowd was surging, the encirclement was also extremely large, Zhang Xiaohu rushed all the way to kill, where he passed, the ground was full of villagers, soft and continuous spitting, the people who were knocked over by him did not suffer much damage from this, on the contrary, under the trampling of his companions, the small half was trampled on and broke his bones, and a few old people and immature children failed to get up, disappeared under the big feet, and became a part of the red soil.

Zhang Xiaohu secretly said 'sorry' in his heart, he was careful enough, even the palm attack did not hurt the other party much, and the direction of the flying, he tried to choose a place with a sparse crowd, but the accident still kept happening, and he couldn't control it.

There are only a few people who are crowded around, no matter how big the encirclement of the two people is, it can only accommodate more than ten people, and the rest of them are following frantically outside, Zhang Xiaohu and Xiang'er ran all the way, breaking through the crowd and rushing out, but the crowd kept gathering outside, no matter how far they rushed to kill, they were always in the middle of the crowd, and the situation did not change at all.

"Brother Xiaohu, what should I do?"

A flash of electric light erupted from Xiang'er's palm, knocking the two people who rushed to the air away, and asked anxiously.

Thousands of villagers, after they killed the most powerful more than 100 guards, the most remaining were women and children, even if they were young and strong villagers, their strength was quite weak in comparison, so that she couldn't kill at all, which also made it difficult to rush out.

In this world where there is no aura, if you want to recover, you have to use the best spirit stones in her storage bag to replenish it, or you can only run the exercises and let the spiritual power slowly recover by itself, both of which are choices that Xiang'er is unwilling to make.

Xiang'er had already wanted to stop using palm thunder several times, and wanted to learn from Zhang Xiaohu to use her hands to fight a bloody path, but looking at the various strange weapons that attacked, as well as the open bloody mouth, she really didn't want to get too close to them.

"Follow me"

Zhang Xiaohu yelled, he also found that this was not the way, and after checking left and right, he rushed towards the village, "Kill the god first"

The red light still fluctuates in circles from time to time, and from time to time it coats the villagers with a layer of red light, if they don't get rid of this god, I'm afraid the two of them have only one way, that is, to knock all the villagers to the ground, however, seeing those villagers who were knocked over and stepped on into pulp, Zhang Xiaohu directly gave up this idea.

The perception was suppressed, and he couldn't know what kind of gods would exist in the village, but he could feel the breath of the other party, it was not powerful, and the breath was a little weird, not like any of the ones he had seen and touched, but thinking of the innate demon spirits and the big tree Kunshan he had seen, Zhang Xiaohu was relieved, maybe this is the case here, the gods are these strange things, only they can become gods.

The road back to kill was even more difficult than just now, and from time to time on the ground, a pair of hands stretched out and grabbed the ankles, as long as the trampled people were not dead, the first time they saw them was to reach out and open their mouths, even if they couldn't move, the arch had to arch in front of the two.

Laugh at.

A stone flew in front of Zhang Xiaohu, flawless to doppelganger, Zhang Xiaohu, who had been hit countless times, avoided the critical position and directly blocked it with his body, and at this time, his body was already blue and purple, and none of them were intact.

Boom.

The bricks shattered on his arm, and the powder and slag flew everywhere, Zhang Xiaohu reached forward with his palm, grabbed the man's neck, and then picked it up and threw it forward, like throwing a ball, smashing over the crowd all the way in front.

For some young villagers who suddenly flashed out from behind the crowd with blades in their hands, Zhang Xiaohu did not dodge, but chose to hit him head-on, these who knew how to borrow their companions to cover were all young and strong forces, for them, although Zhang Xiaohu had stopped, but he would not be too merciful, under the impact, the sound of bone breaking was clicking, whether they could survive the trampling depends on their own luck.

The crowded crowd moved towards the village, the villagers kept flying backwards, knocking over one companion after another, countless people were trampled on the baptism, from the place where they had just rushed to the entrance of the village, leaving a bloody road more than a mile long, the soil on the ground became solid, the brown soil became dark red, there were still various remnants of the human body on it, and colorful intestines appeared from time to time.

As they approached the village, the red light became more and more bright red, and the crazy crowd began to go crazy, swarming towards the two, those who couldn't squeeze in, pushed hard in front, many people stood unsteadily, staggered and fell, giving way to a gap, and the people behind them didn't care about the people on the ground at all, and the big feet fell, and they stepped directly on it to continue to move forward.

Xiang'er couldn't bear to look at it more, turned her head sideways and squinted her eyes, avoiding the bloody scene on the ground, and the movements in her hands unconsciously slowed down a lot, which also made the encirclement shrink rapidly, but before she could breathe, the heavy breath spewed out by the other party seemed to blow on her face, and with an exclamation, Xiang'er quickened her pace and hid behind Zhang Xiaohu.

"Bear with me, it's coming soon"

Zhang Xiaohu knew Xiang'er's discomfort, quickened his pace, bumped into the crowd in front of him, and ran towards the village quickly.

If you want no one to be trampled on, the only way is to kill the gods of this village, although Zhang Xiaohu knows that if the village has no gods, I am afraid that it will disappear soon, either the people's hearts will be scattered, or they will be annexed by other villages, no matter which one it is, the fate of these villagers will not be good, but at least they can avoid being trampled into pulp in front of them.

Above the crowd, there are constantly people stepping on their companions to pounce, in the sky, Xiaobai shuttles endlessly, two claws continue to grab villagers one by one, and throw them far away, but there are too many of them, so tired that the little guy's little tongue is spit out, panting vigorously.

I don't know when, at the village gate, a priest in a strange costume blocked there, his eyes closed, and doing a strange dance, as if he didn't know that the crowd had moved in front of him.

There was no heavy breathing, and he couldn't see the burst of green tendons, although he couldn't see blood-red eyes, but Zhang Xiaohu was sure that this guy was probably the only person in the entire village who was not poisoned by the red light.

The priest danced and sang, humming unintelligible words in his mouth, and after a while, he would stomp his feet hard, and every time he stomped his feet, Zhang Xiaohu found that Yunguang suddenly became much thicker, and every time he got a little closer to here, those villagers became even more frenzied.

With a pick-up of his feet, he kicked up a fist-sized stone, Zhang Xiaohu put a cushion on his foot, jumped out of the body and volleyed out.

The stone thuded with a loud bang, breaking through the sound barrier, exploding a huge air mass, and then, like a meteor, sliced through the sky and shot at the priest like lightning.