Zhang Xiaohu waved his spear, tens of millions of starlight flew out, and the villagers who rushed to him died one by one, killing and killing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, the villagers in front of him were no longer young and strong, those old men with white hair and sideburns, wrinkled faces, women with big shoulders and round waists, full chests, and children with immature faces who were less than half his height also began to mix in.

Although the number is not much, it is gradually beginning to increase, making his attack a little sluggish, although he said to Xiang'er not to show mercy, but that refers to dealing with young and strong villagers, in the face of these attacks are so weak that they are scum, using their nails and teeth to kill his villagers, Zhang Xiaohu has a feeling that he can't do it.

The corpses piled up under his feet were like a hill, and Zhang Xiaohu, who couldn't fly, felt that he was beginning to shrink his hands and feet, and his movements couldn't be opened and closed, and his actions were cautious, which made him very unhappy.

Zhang Xiaohu raised his foot and kicked on the ground, shaking more than a dozen gravels, the spear swept, and the gravel flew out, accurately hitting the legs of those old and weak villagers who rushed frantically, and more than a dozen people fell in response, their leg bones were broken, and they temporarily lost the ability to move quickly.

This was the only way Zhang Xiaohu came up with, but those madmen didn't appreciate it, and they crawled on the ground with their hands as if they didn't feel pain, looking at him with cold eyes, and long blood marks dragged out behind them.

A terrible whistle came out of the village, the sound was agitated, and the red-eyed villagers became even more crazy, and Bai Sensen's teeth seemed to occupy all of Zhang Xiaohu's field of vision.

Zhang Xiaohu frowned, the spear turned halfway, avoiding the old woman who pounced, and before he could sweep the spear and knock people back, he saw that the old face suddenly cracked, a ball of brains sprayed out, and a sledgehammer took the place of the head.

Just now, the big man with a hammer knocked away the old woman's body and killed her from behind, making a strange sound of 'ho-ho' from his mouth, in order to kill Zhang Xiaohu, he didn't even let go of his own people.

Flying back sharply, dodging those disgusting brains, the melee is the most troublesome, even if it is bloody, he doesn't like to be stained with white brains, or draped in a colorful intestine.

The strength wrapped around the body and slammed backwards, and several villagers who rushed behind him broke their tendons and fractures, and each threw them out towards the rear, knocking over the large group of maniacs along the way, but it temporarily relieved the surge of the crowd.

Bite.

The spear came out quickly, and the accurate stab was in the middle of the sledgehammer, that is, where could he be hostile to him with the strength of refining gods, the sledgehammer rolled back, and the castration was more ferocious than when it came, and it instantly smashed on the head of the big man, Zhang Xiaohu hated the other party's approach, and he was ruthless, and he had to die in the same way as the old woman.

The skull exploded like a watermelon, the disgusting brains splashed around, blood gushed out, the big man shook a few times, and before he could fall to the ground, several people behind him rushed up, directly trampled him to the ground, and trampled on it mercilessly.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at it with disdain, snorted, and was about to swing his gun to knock over the few people who rushed in, when he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and his body staggered forward.

I was unhappy just now, and my attention was on Dahan, I didn't perceive the surrounding situation, but I was taken advantage of by the people behind me, and I killed it at once by taking advantage of the cover of my predecessors, and the machete in my hand stabbed out of the chest of my predecessor and stabbed Zhang Xiaohu in the back of the heart.

After the heart was hot and painful, the muscles squirmed rapidly, sealing the wound, even if he was a mid-stage cultivator, the muscles were tempered to be strong, and the sharp blade controlled by the strength of the god refining was like a mortal against a kitchen knife, and he would be injured.

There was no time to care about the sword-wielding guards behind him, and a few people in front of him pounced, holding broken spears in their hands, and fiercely surrounded and suppressed.

Under the urging of the whistle in the village, the speed was amazingly fast, sneering, there was a sound of breaking the air everywhere, and the broken spear body was extremely sharp, although it was much worse than the spearhead, but the stab on the body was still a bloody hole.

The spear swung left and right, knocking away the broken spear in his hand, and one after another starlight flew away, falling into the throats of the people holding the spear, a little red quickly spread, and the blood spring shot out.

Zhang Xiaohu was about to turn around to meet the sneak attacker behind him, but unexpectedly turned halfway, and inadvertently glanced at it, his body suddenly stopped, and his heart sank.

The blood of the person who was shot in the throat was soaring, but the person continued to pounce frantically as if he had no pain and did not know that he was dying, and without a blade in his hand, he opened his hands full of blood and hugged it, and bit his head with a bloody mouth, which was extremely crazy.

In a daze, several pairs of big hands hugged him tightly, and Bai Sensen's teeth with hot bad breath quickly enlarged and enlarged in front of his eyes.

"Give Me Death"

Zhang Xiaohu roared angrily, the strength in his body was spinning, his blood was steaming, large muscles were bulging, his arms shook, and several figures could no longer clamp him, and he flew out with a whoosh, falling far into the crowd of people, where could they struggle to get up in the crowd, this pounce and bite people was just the end of a strong crossbow, and when it fell, it quickly submerged and disappeared, only the sound of cracking bones in the trampling sound kept coming out.

Sen Sen's white teeth bit out a few circle-shaped tooth marks on his body, and his clothes were torn into strips of rags, if he hadn't moved quickly, his muscles vibrated and shook the white teeth open, I'm afraid that the flesh would have been bitten off a few pieces now.

"A pack of mad dogs"

Zhang Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief and scolded, unable to figure out what kind of thing this Yunguang was, how could it turn a living person into a beast.

The wind behind him suddenly rose, and before Zhang Xiaohu could finish his senses, the knife-wielding guard turned his wrist and stirred the villagers in front of him as a barrier into pieces, and his body slammed forward, rushing out in the bloody rain, the snow-white knife light flashed in the air, and the nine rings rang loudly, disturbing people's minds.

Zhang Xiaohu was in a trance for a while, in a daze, his eyes lit up, he subconsciously took a step forward, and the pain came one after another, directly waking him up.

A bloody mouth more than a foot long was pulled open on his back from left to right, the skin and flesh turned out, and almost all the white bones could be seen, and the golden blood kept pouring out, if he hadn't taken that step, it was estimated that people might be split in half now.

Capsized in the gutter.

Zhang Xiaohu's first thought was like this.

The accident happened, and he was injured on the hand of refining the strength of the gods, which is simply unbelievable.

Lifting his foot and turning around, the spear in his hand stabbed back, the stars were shining, the chill was pressing, and the strength poured into the head of the gun, this shot, Zhang Xiaohu not only wanted to stab this big man to death, but also burned this guy to charcoal with the thunder that had not been used.

The figure just moved, and the footsteps were about to take a step, when suddenly his ankles tightened, and his body was dragged in place by a heavy object, which made his footwork a little disordered all of a sudden, and he almost stood unsteadily.

There was no need to look down, but after a glance, several old and weak villagers on the ground who had broken their leg bones with stones were grabbing his ankles tightly with their hands, and their white teeth were biting on his legs.

"Damn Bugs"

Zhang Xiaohu's muscles shook, his strength flipped over, and dozens of teeth were knocked out by him, but he fell into a crazy villager who had a toothache, and continued, biting him with that tooth flesh, even if his mouth was full of blood, he still didn't let go.

The snow-white knife light was shining, and the sword-wielding guard was unforgiving, and when Zhang Xiaohu couldn't move, he waved the machete in his hand and slashed down again.

Zhang Xiaohu struggled, and the legs that were dragged couldn't shake people off, and in anger, his right foot shook and directly threw a few villagers who were holding his feet into the sky, just in front of the knife light.

Like cutting tofu, the knife flashed, the sky was full of flesh and blood, intestines flew everywhere, and the broken body fell to the ground, leaving only a pair of hands on his feet.

As soon as his feet were loosened, Zhang Xiaohu raised his legs high and stepped on the back of the knife, and the machete was pressed by this, and the falling momentum intensified, and it instantly slashed into the soil.

The mud and gravel splashed, raining in all directions, the ground shook, and there was a loud bang, and the small half of the nine-ring machete was still outside, and the rest were buried in the soil, the guard's hands were shocked and full of blood, his eyes stared at Zhang Xiaohu coldly, and he screamed in his mouth, and he didn't know how to let go, but he just pulled the knife hard.

Zhang Xiaohu's spear swept away, flying a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who rushed in, the tip of the spear shook, turned and stabbed down, a ball of electric light exploded on it, and the blood flower did not have time to fly away from the guard's chest, and was caught up by the arc that jumped out, burning into a wisp of green smoke.

The spear penetrated the guard's chest, and the arc of electricity erupted from the crack in the body of the spear, constantly beating, but he had the strength to refine the gods, but his body had not been tempered like this, just in an instant, he turned into a cloud of black ash, fluttering and sprinkling, and disappeared with the wind.

The crowd around him rushed again, and the whistle in the village stopped, but the madness of the crowd was unabated, and the nails and white teeth replaced the original blades, and after the death of a large number of young and strong villagers who came first, all that were left were the old, weak, sick and disabled who gave Zhang Xiaohu a headache.

Overhead, crazy people stepped on the shoulders of their companions and rushed over, but fortunately, Xiaobai flew in the air and took away most of the crazy people, otherwise, the scene would be even more difficult for Zhang Xiaohu to control.

The spear is no longer wielded, Zhang Xiaohu is bare-handed, snorted, his body is dripping and turning, dozens of palm shadows are surrounded by him, the palm strength is slightly vomited, and the crowd that pounced on him flew out one by one, and the strength contained in it did not explode, but was continuously released in turn through the body, and the people who were beaten all the way collided, and more people were taken away.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Xiang'er screaming, Zhang Xiaohu didn't have time to think about it, shouted 'Xiang'er', kicked his feet, and pounced over there.