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

Above the ruins.

As Zhang Fuyao finished speaking, in an instant, a powerful martial arts aura suddenly burst out from the two of them.

They were surrounded by silver light, dazzling and dazzling, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

A steady stream of silver true energy gushed out of their bodies and quickly flowed through their limbs and bones.

In a flash, these silver true energy gathered together, covering their entire bodies, forming two beautiful silver-white demon-suppressing silver armors.

After wearing the silver armor, the martial arts aura they exuded instantly increased by more than double, as if two war gods had descended into the world, majestic and awe-inspiring, making people dare not look directly at them.

The next moment, the two of them shouted loudly, and the demon-suppressing blades in their hands flickered, showing an astonishing silver-white sword aura that was more than ten feet long. They kicked their feet on the ground, and their figures rose from the ground, killing Zhu Ganglie not far away again.

The two silver demon suppressors were surrounded by silver light, and the powerful silver true energy gushed out from their bodies continuously, like two silver dragons entwined around them.

They showed no fear, their eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and they shouted angrily, waving the silver long swords in their hands, and continued to rush towards Zhu Ganglie fearlessly.

Seeing this, Zhu Ganglie's eyes flashed slightly, and a chilling grin instantly appeared on his hideous pig face.

He subconsciously stretched out his tongue and gently licked his cracked lips, as if he was tasting the upcoming killing feast.

At the same time, a strong and pungent bloody demonic aura suddenly burst out from him, like a surging blood wave sweeping all around.

His originally sturdy and strong demonic body was now shrouded in a layer of thick bloody aura that was almost insoluble. From a distance, it was like a killing god from the abyss of hell descending into the world.

In an instant, the demon light shone brightly, and Zhu Ganglie's entire demon body turned into a blood-red afterimage as fast as lightning, rushing towards the two silver demon envoys at lightning speed.

The bone mace he held tightly in his hand also burst into a dazzling blood-red demon light at this time, as if it was a peerless weapon that had just drunk countless blood, exuding endless murderous intent and tyrannical breath.

There was a loud "boom" that resounded through the sky and echoed in the surrounding ruins for a long time.

This sound was like a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, and it was as majestic and deafening as a galloping horse.

The powerful invisible sound wave vibrated violently, and the scattered stones and broken wood on the ground were instantly turned into a handful of fine powder under the impact of this terrifying sound wave, and drifted away with the wind.

And the huge bone mace, carrying an unparalleled violent force, slammed fiercely on the two silver blades.

There was a crisp cracking sound that resounded through the sky. The two silver blades, which were originally ten feet long and powerful, shattered on the spot at this moment, turning into flying Qi fragments.

These Qi fragments were like stars falling into the mortal world, and like broken glass scattering in all directions, dazzling but full of the breath of destruction and death.

Zhu Ganglie's thick, pillar-like feet stomped on the ground like a mountain, and the hard ground was instantly stepped on to form a huge footprint several inches deep. Spider-web-like cracks spread from the soles of his feet, and the surrounding dust flew everywhere.

Then, his huge and burly demon body suddenly jumped into the air like a ferocious bird and rushed straight into the air.

At this moment, Zhu Ganglie held the creepy bone mace in his right hand, and the mace flashed with cold light, as if it was going to tear the void.

His eyes widened with anger, he roared in a low voice, and smashed towards Zhang Fuyao with the force of thunder.

This attack contained endless power and murderous intent, as if it could turn everything in front of him into dust.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Zhang Fuyao's face suddenly changed, but he did not retreat at all.

He saw his wrist tremble slightly, and a powerful true energy instantly surged from his palm and quickly passed to the two demon-suppressing blades in his hands.

In a flash, Zhang Fuyao snapped the two demon-suppressing blades together. With his movements, the two demon-suppressing blades miraculously merged into one, turning into an extremely heavy silver sword.

Zhang Fuyao held the hilt tightly with both hands, and the blue veins on his arms bulged high because of excessive force, like a ferocious dragon.

He shouted loudly, and the silver true energy in his body surged wildly and gathered on the blade.

In an instant, the blade shone with dazzling silver-white light, and the sharp blade drew a gorgeous arc in the air, with the power of destroying the world, fiercely facing the white bone mace that was falling rapidly.

Just when the weapons of both sides were about to collide, Mu Xueliu, who was standing aside, had a gleam of brilliance in his eyes.

He keenly captured this perfect opportunity and attacked without hesitation.

Mu Xueliu's body shook, and the silver true energy on her body surged out like a tide, instantly covering her whole body.

He held the long knife tightly with both hands, and his body spun rapidly like a whirlwind.

As he spun, the double knives in his hands turned into two rapidly rotating blades, flashing cold light, with a sharp whistling sound, sweeping towards the wild boar monster with a pig head and a humanoid shape.

Wherever he passed, the air was cut into pieces, as if even the space was torn apart by this terrifying force.

Faced with the overwhelming double attack of the two silver demon-suppressing envoys, Zhu Ganglie had a calm face and showed no fear.

He held the bone mace tightly with both hands, and it exuded a chilly aura, as if it came from the Netherworld.

At this moment, his muscles were tense, his veins were bulging, and he gathered all his strength on his arms.

With a roar, Zhu Ganglie swung the bone mace and smashed it towards Zhang Fuyao's silver sword with a thunderous force.

The force of this attack was more than a thousand pounds, and it was as unstoppable as a mountain crushing an egg.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the whole space seemed to tremble.

The demon-suppressing blade in Zhang Fuyao's hand, which was originally combined into one and extremely sharp, was shaken apart at the moment of collision with the bone mace, and turned into two separate long swords again.

And Zhang Fuyao himself retreated repeatedly under this huge impact.

His feet seemed to have lost control, and he kept retreating alternately. Every step he took would leave a deep footprint on the hard ground.

After retreating ten steps in a row, his knees finally couldn't support the weight of his body, and he fell to the ground with a plop. After kneeling on the ground, his body continued to slide backwards, leaving a trace on the ground.

However, even so, he still didn't give up resistance, but quickly used the two knives in his hands to stab the ground.

The blades of the two knives were deeply inserted into the ground until they were ten inches deep, which barely resolved the terrifying recoil force and allowed his body to barely stabilize.

At this time, Mu Xueliu on the other side also launched an attack.

He held a pair of silver blades flashing with cold light, and the whole person spun rapidly like a whirlwind and attacked Zhu Ganglie.

The pair of silver blades made a sharp sound of breaking through the air during the high-speed rotation, which was chilling.

Seeing this, Zhu Ganglie narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of imperceptible violent color flashed in his eyes.

In a flash, the thick black python-like pig tail behind him suddenly began to swim flexibly.

In the blink of an eye, the thick and long pig tail was thrown out with lightning speed, drawing a black arc in the air, like an indestructible steel whip, slamming fiercely on Mu Xueliu's rotating double swords.

Another crisp collision sound resounded through the sky, and the huge force of the collision smashed the rotating knife light in front of Mu Xueliu, and a sharp hissing sound broke out.

The scene was just like a high-speed fan, whirring and spinning rapidly, but suddenly a rock-hard steel bar pierced into it with a thunderous force!

In an instant, the fan's original rapid rotation momentum came to an abrupt stop, as if time had frozen at this moment.

At the same time, Mu Xueliu's overwhelming attack collapsed in an instant, like clouds blown away by the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

There was only a muffled "hum", and a powerful force surged from the blade, hitting Mu Xueliu's arms like a raging wave.

Mu Xueliu suddenly felt a soreness in his arms, as if countless steel needles were piercing deep into his bone marrow at the same time, causing unbearable pain.

Then, he flew backwards involuntarily like a scarecrow that had lost control.

After flying three feet away, he fell heavily into a pile of rubble and ruins with a "thump", stirring up dust all over the sky.

If it were an ordinary person who suffered such a heavy blow, I'm afraid his internal organs would have been shattered, and he would have vomited blood on the spot and fell to the ground, and his life would be in danger.

Fortunately, Mu Xueliu was no ordinary person. The armor on his body, which was condensed from silver true qi, played a crucial role and barely blocked most of the power of this fatal blow.

Even so, Mu Xueliu still felt the blood and qi in his body surging, and his chest was stuffy and nauseous.

Mu Xueliu was just knocked away by Zhu Ganglie's thick pig tail. Zhu Ganglie did not hesitate and suddenly rolled up a blood-red and terrifying evil wind under his feet.

As the evil wind whistled out, Zhu Ganglie's burly and majestic body was like a flash of lightning that cut through the sky, carrying a terrifying and violent bloody breath. In just a few flashes, he appeared in front of Zhang Fuyao.

A pair of copper bell pig eyes showed a fierce light, the muscles on his face were twisted and hideous, and a low roar came out of his mouth.

Without hesitation, he raised the huge bone mace in his hand, which was shrouded in blood-red light and rich demonic energy, and smashed it down fiercely towards Zhang Fuyao's round head with a mighty force that could destroy the world.

The violent momentum of the bone mace was like a heavy dark cloud, which made Zhang Fuyao almost unable to breathe.

Facing such a fierce attack, Zhang Fuyao's face condensed, and his arms suddenly exerted force, and the silver true energy was infused into his arms. He suddenly pulled out the two demon-suppressing blades that were inserted into the ground, and the air wave rolled up, raising a large piece of mud.

The next moment, Zhang Fuyao raised the two swords crossed above his head, and the sword light flashed, blocking his head.

Bang!

There was a sudden earth-shattering roar, and the bone mace, which seemed to be able to crush mountains and cut off rivers, fell fiercely on the demon-suppressing blade above Zhang Fuyao's head with the force of thunder!

In an instant, a suffocating invisible wave of air surged from under Zhang Fuyao's knees, spreading wildly in all directions like a raging sea.

For a moment, sand and rocks flew everywhere, dust was flying everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, making people's vision unclear.

Zhang Fuyao's knees sank deeply into the hard ground, and a huge crack with a diameter of two meters suddenly appeared under his legs, as if the earth was torn open with a shocking wound.

At the same time, there was a faint trace of bright red blood flowing out from under his knees, as if it was the blood oozing out of the earth after being injured.

Seeing that Zhang Fuyao had successfully blocked the bone mace that he had smashed with all his strength, Zhu Ganglie's mouth corners slightly turned up, revealing a smile full of disdain and ridicule.

At this moment, a trace of extremely cold sneer appeared on the hideous and twisted pig face, which made people shudder.

Almost at the same moment, Zhu Ganglie's thick and slender thigh suddenly burst out with an unparalleled force. He quickly raised his right foot, which was bulging with muscles and bulging veins like a dragon, and then kicked Zhang Fuyao's chest mercilessly.

With another deafening roar, Zhang Fuyao's originally indestructible silver true qi began to violently stir at this moment, just like a candle in the wind, swaying and showing signs of danger of disintegration.

And the silver and sturdy silver true qi armor on his chest was instantly dented, and a deep footprint appeared.

Zhang Fuyao, who was hit so hard, was like a cannonball that was shot away, and like a rolling meat ball that lost control, he couldn't help but roll rapidly behind him.

Finally, after rolling three feet away, he vomited blood on the ground and struggled to get up with a long knife.

Zhu Ganglie kicked with unparalleled force, and instantly kicked Zhang Fuyao like a kite with a broken string, flying straight back.

But Zhu Ganglie's feet did not stop. With a slight movement, the whole person moved quickly like a ghost, his figure was erratic, leaving a series of dazzling afterimages.

He seemed to be integrated with the shadow, closely following Zhang Fuyao who had not yet stood firm, not giving him any breathing space.

This series of actions was as fast as lightning and completed in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Ganglie's attack was extremely swift, like a surging river, one wave after another, without any pause, leaving Zhang Fuyao no time to react and respond.