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

Tianwu City.

On the ruined street, Zhang Fuyao was hit by the bone mace in the wild boar demon's hand and had no power to fight back.

At this moment, he had to hastily hold the double swords in his hands and hold them in front of him, trying to resist Zhu Ganglie's violent attack.

The sound of "bang! bang! bang!" rang out one after another, and Zhu Ganglie's violent figure kept flashing in front of Zhang Fuyao.

Every time he appeared, he would be accompanied by an extremely sharp stick, hitting the double swords that Zhang Fuyao used to resist fiercely.

Each stick contained a thousand pounds of force, and bursts of deafening roars broke out under the impact, resounding throughout the vicinity.

Once, twice, three times... As Zhu Ganglie continued to swing the stick, the powerful force hit Zhang Fuyao's double swords.

Finally, after enduring the heavy blow of the third stick, the originally tough double swords could no longer hold on, and fine cracks began to appear on them.

These cracks spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, they covered the blade. Then, there was a loud and crisp sound, and the two swords shattered, turning into countless pieces of black iron fragments, splashing in all directions.

At the same time, Zhang Fuyao's palms holding the two swords had cracked, and scarlet blood covered the entire palm.

Under Zhu Ganglie's continuous attacks, his body flew backwards again and again. Every time he landed, he would be hit by Zhu Ganglie who caught up again, and he had no power to resist.

After a series of attacks like a storm, Zhang Fuyao had become disheveled and extremely embarrassed.

His originally majestic silver Qi armor was now shattered under the impact of Zhu Ganglie's violent power, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the ground, revealing the black and red official uniform inside.

At this time, Zhang Fuyao's face was covered with shocking blood, some of which he vomited, and some of which splashed on his face during the fierce confrontation.

Zhang Fuyao's once upright figure could only fall to the ground now, lying lifelessly in front of Zhu Ganglie's huge feet, as if he had used up his last bit of strength and no longer had the ability to stand up again to continue this life-and-death battle.

At this critical moment, when Zhang Fuyao was about to die under the hideous bone mace in the hands of the wild boar demon, a figure suddenly stood up from the ruins next to him.

This person was Mu Xueliu!

His handsome face was distorted by extreme anger and pain, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes were almost cracked, and the anger that sprayed out seemed to be able to burn everything in front of him.

"Evil spirit, take my sword! Don't hurt Brother Zhang's life!"

Accompanied by a roar, all the potential hidden in Mu Xueliu's body instantly erupted like a volcanic eruption.

In an instant, his body was shining with silver light, and the powerful silver true energy was surging around his body like a surging sea wave.

Then, he stomped his feet hard, and the ground suddenly made a dull sound. In the dust, Mu Xueliu's agile figure was like an arrow from a string, flying straight towards Zhu Ganglie's burly monster body.

In mid-air, Mu Xueliu held the two demon-suppressing blades in his hands tightly with both hands, and the silver true energy rolled. In the blink of an eye, the two sharp blades were combined into one, forming a giant cold light sword.

This sword flashed with a chilling cold light, as if it could cut off everything in the world.

Mu Xueliu held the knife and slashed at the broad and thick back of the wild boar demon with the force of thunder.

This attack was so powerful that the strong wind whistled and even the air was torn apart wherever it passed. It was obvious that Mu Xueliu intended to do his best to attract the attention of the wild boar demon, so as to gain a glimmer of life for the dying Zhang Fuyao.

At that moment, Zhu Ganglie keenly noticed that a sharp knife light was coming rapidly from his back. On his originally hideous pig face, a creepy grin appeared at this moment.

I saw him clench his strong and powerful arms suddenly, and then turned around quickly like lightning.

At the same time, he swung the bone mace tightly in his hand with a whistling wind, with unparalleled power, and smashed it hard at the giant blade that was chopped down with an astonishing accuracy.

There was only a loud "clang" sound, resounding through the sky like a huge bell.

The white bone mace flashing with scarlet demon light and Mu Xueliu's broadsword collided fiercely, bursting out countless dazzling sparks and piercing metal and iron clanging sounds.

The huge impact force made the surrounding air seem to be torn apart, forming a series of air vortices visible to the naked eye.

Under the collision of this powerful force, Mu Xueliu was like a kite with a broken string, and was instantly blown away ten feet away.

The silver true energy that originally surrounded him also began to flash wildly at this moment, as if it would completely disappear at any time.

And Mu Xueliu himself, like a falling meteorite from the sky, fell heavily into a ruin at a very fast speed.

Accompanied by a dull roar, his heavy body directly crushed the gravel and crosswood under him into powder, raising dust all over the sky.

On the other hand, although Zhu Ganglie retreated three steps after this attack, his huge body stood firmly on the ground like an indestructible rock.

You know, with his extremely terrifying physical strength, such an attack is just a piece of cake for him. This force is far from enough to hurt him.

After all, if he can't even withstand this little attack power, then wouldn't the nearly two thousand spiritual creatures he devoured before be eaten in vain?

Zhu Ganglie's hideous pig face was distorted by extreme excitement at this moment. He raised a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with murderous light.

His figure shook, moving quickly like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he came to Zhang Fuyao's side.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Ganglie raised his strong and powerful feet and stomped hard on Zhang Fuyao's heart without mercy.

With a creepy "click" sound, Zhang Fuyao's chest, which was originally bulging high, collapsed instantly, as if it was crushed by a mountain.

Zhang Fuyao opened his mouth, and a liquid mixed with blood and lumps gushed out, splashing everywhere.

However, before he could take his last breath, another extremely violent stick shadow fell from the sky, smashing his head with unparalleled force.

In an instant, like a ripe watermelon being smashed, Zhang Fuyao's head exploded, and red, white, and mushy things splashed all over the ground, and the scene exploded to the extreme.

"Brother Zhang!!!"

Mu Xueliu, who had just climbed up from the ruins with difficulty, witnessed this tragic scene, his eyes were round and his eyeballs almost bulged out.

A heart-wrenching roar came from the depths of his throat, and the sound of grief and anger resounded over Tianwu City and echoed among the ruins.

At this time, Mu Xueliu was already like a madman, completely losing his mind.

He held the Demon-Suppressing Blade tightly in his hands with both hands, and rushed towards Zhu Ganglie regardless of everything.

The sharp blade flashed coldly under the sunlight, as if it was going to chop the demon in front of it into pieces.

Facing Mu Xueliu's crazy attack, Zhu Ganglie was not moved at all.

His squinted eyes revealed a hint of coldness, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.

The burly demon body rushed forward like an arrow from a bow with a thunderous force.

The bone mace tightly grasped in his hand was raised high, like a towering mountain, with endless pressure and murderous intent, and smashed down fiercely towards the long knife wielded by Mu Xueliu.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and a dazzling spark instantly burst out from the intersection of the knife and the stick, followed by a deafening roar that resounded all around.

Every fierce collision will produce an extremely powerful shock force, which is like a surging wave, turning into visible power lines, spreading wildly around.

And Mu Xueliu's body was like a projectile that was hit and flew out again and again under the fierce impact of this terrifying force.

His figure looked so embarrassed, and he kept rolling in the ruins.

Although blood spurted out of his mouth, and the scarlet blood dyed his silver Qi armor that was originally shining with silver light and was about to disappear red, his eyes still flashed with unyielding and fearless light.

Mu Xueliu endured the severe pain from his body, and stood up from the ruins again and again, and greeted Zhu Ganglie's violent and violent club without flinching.

"Bang!" Another heavy blow fell, and Mu Xueliu was knocked ten feet away again.

"Bang!" The second stick came one after another, and Mu Xueliu's figure drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"Crack!" The third stick hit fiercely, and the demon-suppressing blade in Mu Xueliu's hand finally couldn't bear the huge pressure, making a crisp cracking sound, and the bright blade broke.

However, even so, Mu Xueliu still didn't give up the resistance. He tightly grasped the two demon-suppressing blades with only half of the handle left, gritted his teeth, and continued to fight with Zhu Ganglie.

The fourth stick, the fifth stick... until the sixth stick hit hard, the already broken silver Qi armor on Mu Xueliu's body could no longer withstand such a heavy blow, accompanied by a heartbreaking cracking sound, it shattered into countless fragments and scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, the demon-suppressing blade in his hand also completely shattered, leaving only two lonely handles still tightly grasped in his palm.

Mu Xueliu, covered in blood and wounds, was like a candle in the wind, lying helplessly in the ruins.

His body was trembling slightly, and his expression was extremely weak, but he still struggled tenaciously to stand up.

He held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand and stuck it on the ground with difficulty, using it as a support point, and finally managed to prop up half of his body.

Mu Xueliu raised his head and looked at the terrifying demon shadow that was slowly walking towards him with his already distracted eyes.

Although he was extremely weak at this moment, the flame of unyielding will still burned in his eyes.

At this moment, a thick and long black pig tail suddenly rushed out from behind the wild boar demon, like a smart and deadly black snake.

The pig's tail was moving at lightning speed, and the sharp triangular bone spur at the end was shaped like a ferocious snake head. It carried a sharp momentum and cold murderous intent, and pierced into Mu Xueliu's chest fiercely.

Instantly, the bone spurs flashing with cold light easily penetrated Mu Xueliu's body and suddenly emerged from his back, stained with strands of dazzling red blood.

Mu Xueliu, who suffered such a severe injury, felt that his already heavy body seemed to have lost all its weight at once, and was pulled up from the ground by an irresistible force.

At the same time, a terrifying pig face emitting bursts of coldness and sneer gradually appeared clearly in Mu Xueliu's pupils that were about to completely disintegrate.

Faced with this situation, Mu Xueliu did not have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he used up his last bit of strength and sprayed the blood and saliva flowing from his mouth on the ugly and ferocious face of the wild boar demon in front of him.

Even though he was already on the verge of death, his eyes were still as cold as ice. He stared at the wild boar demon named Zhu Ganglie without fear, as if he wanted to use his eyes to completely penetrate the other party.

Seeing this, Zhu Ganglie's pupils shrank slightly, a trace of brutality flashed in his eyes, and the murderous intent on his body suddenly burst out.

In the next moment, a big hand as thick as a palm leaf fan suddenly pressed on Mu Xueliu's round head. This hand was like a clamp tightly holding his head, as if he could crush his head with just a little force.

At this time, Zhu Ganglie, who was about to exert force to completely crush the head of the silver demon envoy, suddenly heard a burst of angry shouts coming from far away.

At the same time, there was a crisp and loud sound of horse hooves resounding through the sky. This sound was rapid and powerful, like a life-threatening drumbeat, which accelerated people's heartbeats.

"You bold monster, you dare to attack the people of my demon suppression department. I will tear you into pieces today! Take my sword!"

With this roar, Zhu Ganglie couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

"What kind of cow and horse? How dare they be so arrogant and domineering."

He slowly turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

What came into view was a red-haired girl with a heroic appearance and wearing a bright red light armor.

She rode a tall and mighty snow-white horse, galloping along the already broken street like lightning.

In just a blink of an eye, the man and the horse had already galloped to within ten feet of Zhu Ganglie.

Under Zhu Ganglie's sharp eyes, the red-armored girl stretched out a slender hand swiftly and effortlessly grasped the exaggerated and huge red broadsword hilt on her back.

Then, her seemingly weak and slender body actually jumped high from the back of the galloping horse with a strength and speed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In the air, she tightly grasped the huge broadsword that was flashing dazzling red light and emitting heavy sword light in both hands, and with an indomitable momentum, she chopped it down fiercely at Zhu Ganglie's head.