Can a living person twist his head from front to back?

At least the Xing Rong clan can't.

This is a terrifying scene, the horror is not the action of the torturer twisting his head, the two teenagers have also fought bloodily, and they have seen more bloody scenes, but they are still calmed by the strange atmosphere here.

Squeak, squeak!

As the torturer twisted his head, the warriors of the Xingrong clan who led the way with him also twisted their heads behind them, and when they forcibly twisted the heads, the neck bones collided and gurgled when they forcibly twisted the heads; the big tendons twisted violently, like a stretched bowstring, and occasionally, one or two sounds of the big tendons breaking; the skin membrane was tensed, twisting deep folds one after another, and when it was pulled to the limit, it ripped open the bloody mouth and sneered with blood.

The blood turned into a black and glued shape, like a spray of mud.

The young man of the Lian Feng clan suddenly felt creepy, and the little girl Murong screamed even more, hid in Su Yu's arms, and did not dare to look up, the young man of the Xing Rong clan wiped away his tears, lifted the big axe, and his figure was a little more gloomy.

"You're dead, aren't you?" the young man of the Xingrong clan suddenly asked, his head slightly raised, like a creature in the darkness, praying for a glimmer of light in the most humble gesture.

Xing Gu didn't turn his head, his head was still like his head, he nodded lightly, and a very light smile appeared on his mouth, but this smile looked so mad.

"You're all dead?" the young man of the Xingrong clan turned around silently and asked.

Outside them, the "Xingrong Clan", which blocked the long street, nodded together, and their movements were in unison, maintaining inexplicable coordination, like marionettes.

"Then, let Xing Tianmin see you off!"

He suddenly raised his head, but the axe light slashed out, the person followed the axe, the big shield was slashed horizontally, the cold light flickered, and he crashed into the middle of the torture gourd and others, a shining axe light or a deep shield light flew horizontally, there must be a blood light rushing up, no matter who he belonged to, after all, it was the Xing Rong clan.

Clang!

A mace smashed down, the young man of the Xingrong clan threw up the big shield of his left arm, knocked the mace away, grabbed the position, stepped in front of the big man, the axe light slashed up from below, and a dazzling shadow was crossed, and the big man was cut in half by him.

The strength of the young man of the Xingrong clan will make him old, a big axe slashes horizontally, this big axe is even bigger than the axe held by the young man of the Xingrong clan, the axe light draws a flying rainbow, like a colorful glow, and the two "Xingrong clan" warriors who can't avoid it on the left and right are immediately torn apart by this axe light, and the flesh is broken into two.

The young man of the Xing Rong clan was not panicked, his body twisted, his wrist turned, changed his direction, and according to his inertia, he slashed the axe thrown to the top of his head, and collided with the big axe that came horizontally in the lightning and stone fire.

Bang!

The two axes fought, the sparks splashed, the big axe paused for a moment, slashed down, slashed into the ground, and split a crack that was more than two feet long, and the young man of the Xingrong clan was also hit by the force of the big axe, and his footing was unstable and fell backwards.

After all, he changed his tactics in a hurry, while the big axe had been gathering momentum for a long time.

At this moment, two flying boring scissors were immediately drilled out from the left and right, parallel to the ground, pointing at the great head of the young man of the Xingrong clan.

The four sharp blades chattered and vibrated like a strange owl, causing the void to buzz and tremble, like thousands of flying locusts pounced, very vicious, and where they passed, even the air was torn into four parts by the fierce energy, like cracked silk.

Before the strength of the body reached, the young man of the Xingrong clan was so frightened that his white hair stood up, and where he was pointed by the energy, he felt a tingling pain, and the skin membrane seemed to be torn apart.

Twenty steps away, the young man of the Lian Feng clan held a green spear in his hand, grabbed a green spear, twisted his waist and stride, and was about to shoot out, at this moment, many "Xing Rong clans" who had been watching from the sidelines since the start of the fight suddenly took a step, their eyes were cold, and they were cold.

Rao is Lian Feng clan boy thought he was bold, but he was also shaken by this invisible gaze, his hands and feet slowed down for a moment, and he lost the best opportunity.

What a young man of the Xingrong clan, his ability is really extraordinary, he stomped his foot suddenly, stepped on the ground and swayed, and he stepped out of a huge hole, the young man of the Xingrong clan was short, three feet lower, and suddenly drilled down, just avoiding the two flying boring shears that tore the air.

Ooh!

At this moment, the air trembled suddenly, and a streamer suddenly rose, from static to moving, instantly tearing open the sound barrier, detonating the air, like a fairy light flying across the nine heavens, and turned in mid-air, but cut the two big men who flew with flying boring scissors into four sections.

The fairy light flashed, castration did not disappear, and it turned sharply, that is, it danced into a circle of light like a whirlwind, and the brilliant light and shadow flickered, rolled into an axe hurricane, and killed the crowd.

Bell, bell, bell......

The flying axe was like a shadow, the hurricane was whizfiing, in all directions, but listening to the impact of countless blades, and there was a splash of blood like silt, it only took three breaths, and this long street in the stone city of the Xingrong clan was covered with a thick layer of blood and mud.

Unexpectedly, the young man of the Xing Rong clan actually had this stunt, turning into an axe hurricane, slashing horizontally and vertically, invincible, no wonder he dared to crash into the middle of Xing Rong and the others alone.

Woo~

But at this moment, more than a dozen huge blades came from all around, knives, boring, axes, rongs, ge, sticks, lances, chain hammers, all of which were heavy weapons, striking horizontally, pressing the air whining and vibrating, like a devil crying.

Boom!

The hurricane of the axe blade collided with the heavy weapon, but there was a heavy sound, like a giant drum and hammer, the axe light suddenly collapsed, and the young man of the Xingrong clan flew upside down with his shield, and the big shield in front of him was cracked one after another, like a big stone cracked after thousands of years of wind blowing.

You must know that his big shield is the instrument of the Zhen clan inherited by the Xingrong clan, and it is enshrined in the ancestral spirit hall all the year round, and the ancestral spirit enjoys the sacrifice together, among which the totem pattern texture is profound, and the traces are mysterious, it is a rare weapon, because the young man is the young patriarch of the Xingrong clan, and was sent to the Lian Feng clan, he will be given a talisman.

In many conflicts, the big shield and the weapon in the hands of the "Xingrong clan" collided countless times, and did not leave a trace of scratches, but at this time it was broken by heavy soldiers, and the shock in the young man's heart can be imagined.

The young man refused to admit defeat, was in mid-air, raised his shield upward, and with a strong lance, he pushed the big shield into the earth nearly halfway, stopped his body, roared, and pounced again.

Boom!

His feet landed, the soles of his feet stretched wide, cracking the straw sandals, his body swelled suddenly, growing to two feet and five, and the originally slightly loose beast clothes were stretched tightly, bringing out his strong physique.

But he saw that the young man of the Xingrong clan was flushed at this time, and his blood was vigorous, as if he couldn't lock it, and even the sweat that steamed out was dyed red, like a blood mist.

A series of totem patterns lit up on the body of the young man of the Xingrong clan, complex and mysterious, golden, if the dragon pattern cloud rune, among the gold lines, there are blood-colored fonts appearing, intertwined with the gold patterns, more and more weird.

The young man of the Xingrong clan obviously did not notice the change in himself, and roared and roared in his mouth, like a wild beast, shook off the big shield, held the big axe with both hands, and spun it violently, as if he had lifted up a mountain, and smashed it down.

The one pointed at by his axe light was the twelve giants who suddenly lined up in front of the torture gourd.

These twelve giants are also dressed as "Xing Rong", but their bodies are huge, they are three feet and six feet high, standing far away, like a humanoid iron tower, which was originally considered a tall torture gourd, in front of the giants, short as a child.

The giant man's skin was dark, like black iron, and his muscles were twisted into pimples, which were clearly listed, but there was an indescribable sense of deliberateness, if it was not a naturally growing muscle, but a man-made humanoid object piled up.

Their eyes were completely black, without pupil distinction, just standing in place, there was a surging evil breath rushing to their faces, freezing through the long street, looking down, and like a demon god, people were frightened to see.

Just now, it was this group of giants who suddenly burst out and beat the young man of the Xingrong clan back.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the Lian Feng clan boy always felt that when the giant man appeared, there seemed to be an extra gaze in this long street, if this gaze was like nothing, the Lian Feng clan boy was not sure, but what he was sure of was that after the gaze appeared, the "Xing Rong clan" who were in a semi-encircled state seemed to be quieter.

Clang!

Without waiting for the Lian Feng clan boy to study carefully, there was another big earthquake in the void, and the Xing Rong clan boy fell backwards and retreated, stepping into the ground, but stepping on the ground one by one clear footprints, three inches into the ground.

His great axe, which spun and flew through the air, plunged heavily into a stone house.

This step back, the majestic blood qi of the young man of the Xingrong clan will be difficult to maintain, the breath will drop sharply, if the flow goes straight down, it can't be stopped, at the same time, his spirit is gradually weakened, his body is shrinking more and more, and when he retreats to the big shield that he is hammered on the ground, he will change back to the height of two zhang.

Obviously, his state just now was extremely abnormal.

Boom!

The young man of the Xing Rong clan slammed into the big shield, his body shook violently, the wounds around his body exploded, blood splashed, his eyes were still full of anger, he struggled hard, supported the big shield with one hand, straightened his spine, and tried to fight again, but the outstretched foot trembled violently and fell down.

"That's enough!" The Lian Feng clan boy helped the Xing Rong clan boy up, roared in a low voice, his eyes looked directly at him, his knuckles were pale, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, it turned into a comfort: "You've done enough." ”

"No, it's not enough, the racial feud will not die, he kills my people, enslaves my clan, this feud is not shared, how can it?"

"No, that's enough. ”

The Xingrong boy roared wildly, but the palm of his hand slapped on the back of his head, neither light nor heavy, but it happened to knock the Xingrong boy unconscious.

As soon as the young man of the Xingrong clan rolled his eyes and fainted, the young man of the Lian Feng clan hurriedly hugged him, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"Sir?" he asked, but his heart settled.

"Take care of your little friend!" Su Yu moved, shifted his shape, and instantly stood in front of the two teenagers.

"Oh, so there's a big fish here?" Torture let out a gloomy laugh in his throat, his face twitched, as if he wanted to make a surprise look, but only the dough was involved.

Perhaps, this is just a smile on the skin!