Reborn Wild Boar: What's wrong with eating a few single people?

Tianwu City.

In the dense forest outside the city, Yang Xiao held a knife in both hands and shuttled through the gloomy woods at a brisk pace.

At this moment, he was exhausted and in a state of exhaustion, and became the one who escaped.

Although he didn't understand why the wild boar demon didn't catch up immediately, he knew in his heart that he was alone now and the wild boar demon would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He must quickly join the Tianwu Guard army led by the other three colleagues, so that he could have a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, in the woods behind, a bloody demonic aura rolled and caught up with the panting Yang Xiao at a very fast speed.

After a few breaths, the bloody demonic aura flew over Yang Xiao's head, and the demonic aura dissipated. A burly wild boar demon flew out of the demonic aura, holding an exaggerated bone mace, and smashed it on the head of Yang Xiao who was running below.

When the bone mace was swung, a smelly demonic wind blew, whistling.

Yang Xiao, who was running at full speed, noticed the movement behind him and was immediately shocked. He stopped running, turned around with his hands holding the sword, crossed the two demon-suppressing blades and placed them on his head.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing came, echoing through the mountains and forests, startling the birds in the forest.

The bone mace, with a great force, hit the two swords on Yang Xiao's head heavily, and the surging power surged like a tide.

Yang Xiao's face changed in shock, and the arms holding the two swords seemed to be hit by thunder and numbed in an instant.

The violent mace shook Yang Xiao's internal organs, his blood surged, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Under the huge impact of the bone mace, the whole body flew backwards like a scarecrow, fell heavily three feet away, and then continued to roll backwards three times like a rolling gourd, then stopped the rolling trend, stood up awkwardly with two knives sticking to the ground, and looked at the demon shadow not far away with horror.

After a while, the strength of this wild boar demon has become stronger again, and it can be said that it has made rapid progress.

The last time they fought in Tianwu City, he and the wild boar demon were equally strong, and they were evenly matched.

However, from the fight just now, Yang Xiao found that the strength of this wild boar demon was stronger than the last time, and just this stick forced him to such an embarrassing point.

Although he was also injured and his strength was not as good as his peak period, it was not just that, he couldn't even take a stick.

In mid-air, after Zhu Ganglie knocked Yang Xiao away with a stick, the burly demon body fell steadily from the air, and looked at the panting Yang Xiao with a flickering look.

This Yang Xiao is quite strong among the humans he has seen. Zhu Ganglie just got the ghost power, so he can use Yang Xiao for experiments and refine him into his ghost.

Unfortunately, the ghost power can only transform human souls into ghosts, and has no effect on monsters. Otherwise, refining Yuan Hu into a ghost is also a good choice.

"Monster, you are doing evil, killing innocent people, and you will be punished by heaven sooner or later. There are more than one black iron demon envoy in my Daliang Demon Suppression Department. If I die, the Demon Suppression Department will know immediately and send more powerful demon envoys. They will never let go of every evil demon. Just wait!"

Yang Xiao knew that he could not escape death today. His face was full of righteousness and fearlessness in the face of death. He held the knife in front of him with both hands, with a face full of glory, showing an enthusiastic look of going to death.

Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie sneered and didn't care about it.

Humans and demons have different paths, and good and evil cannot coexist. Even if he does not do evil, will those demon-suppressing envoys let him go? Naive.

Zhu Ganglie's demonic energy surged, and he took a few steps forward, holding the white bone mace in one hand and flying in front of Yang Xiao, raised his hand and swung it out.

Zhu Ganglie swung the white bone mace from behind, drew a semi-arc in the air, and hit Yang Xiao, who was holding a knife with both hands.

Feeling the great power from the white bone mace, Yang Xiao's face became solemn, and he held the knife with both hands together and raised the knife.

The demon-suppressing blade flashed, and the knife energy was swallowed and spit out, meeting the falling white bone mace.

The knife and the stick collided, and the booming sound came again. Yang Xiao's figure was once again smashed away by the huge force carried by the white bone mace, and his body rolled down a foot away, lying on the ground with a painful face, vomiting blood.

Despite this, Yang Xiao still had no fear on his face. He used the blade as support, staggered to his feet, half-knelt on the ground and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, then stared fiercely at the mountain-like wild boar demon in front of him.

"Kill!"

Yang Xiao let out a beast-like roar from his throat, and endured the pain without making a sound. He used his last bit of strength to jump up from the ground, raised his knife and killed Zhu Ganglie, showing his bravery, a man of iron bones.

"Humph! You don't know your own strength."

Zhu Ganglie snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his black and white pig eyes. He swung a club at Yang Xiao who was holding the knife to kill again.

Bang!

A crisp collision sound came, and this time, the bone mace directly shook the demon-suppressing blade in Yang Xiao's hand away, and it flew out of Yang Xiao's hand, spinning and sticking into the ground, and the handle of the knife was still shaking.

The bone mace continued to hit Yang Xiao's chest, collapsing it on the spot, creating a strange scene of his chest against his back.

Yang Xiao's face was distorted with pain, and he screamed, and a mouthful of equipment fragments shaped like internal organs burst out of his mouth. His whole body flew backwards like a scarecrow, and he could no longer get up after landing. He lay on the ground with wounds all over his body, barely breathing, and his whole body convulsed.

Seeing this, Zhu Ganglie slowly walked to Yang Xiao with the bone mace, exuding a terrifying bloody aura.

The pig tail bone spur behind him swam quietly, like a flexible black snake, swimming close to Yang Xiao's side, and the sharp bone spur pierced into Yang Xiao's collapsed chest with a puff, bringing him in front of Zhu Ganglie.

The dying Yang Xiao stared at the wild boar demon in a daze, and used his last bit of strength to spray the blood gushing out of his mouth on Zhu Ganglie's hideous pig face.

Zhu Ganglie frowned, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his black and white pig eyes. He stretched out his scarlet pig tongue to lick the dripping red liquid, and directly picked up the bone mace and hit Yang Xiao's fragile head.

With a bang, the thin and sticky things splashed everywhere and exploded all over the ground.

After doing all this, Zhu Ganglie dragged Yang Xiao's headless body into the bushes, swallowed this spiritual creature of heaven and earth, and planned to use the ghost magic to condense his soul and transform it into a ghost.

At this time, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the lush woods, and a large group of Tianwu Guards, holding spears, emerged from the dense forest under the leadership of three bronze demon suppressors.

When the three bronze demon suppressors and a group of Tianwu Guards saw a terrifying black-haired wild boar with a body length of four meters spit out a tattered bloody shirt from its mouth, they were terrified.

The next moment, the terrifying black-haired wild boar rushed towards the Tianwu Guards with bloodthirsty cruelty in its eyes.

For a while, the whole forest was full of people flying, wailing everywhere, and screaming continuously.

In less than half an hour, a thousand Tianwu Guards were crushed back and forth by the violent body of the black-haired wild boar, and were killed dozens of times, suffering heavy losses. Only less than 300 people escaped into the nearby forests.

Zhu Ganglie collected all the spiritual objects scattered between heaven and earth and put them into the pig's belly for preservation.