Beast

Yang Qing, whose whole body was charred, showed his cold fangs and roared violently. His strange red eyes scanned the surroundings, and when he saw the blood spraying on the ground and trees, the anger and murderous intent in his heart became even stronger.

Killing all thirteen people who were chasing him did not let go of the resentment in his heart. The violent murderous intention impacted the last trace of sanity that he struggled to maintain.

"Ouch..."

The roar of the tiger shook the forest. The originally neat teeth now had two particularly long and sharp teeth, which looked like the fangs in the tiger's mouth.

His body was cracked like charcoal and covered with blood. He looked like a beggar who hadn't eaten for a month, and was as skinny as firewood. His left arm looked thick at this time.

Struggling to maintain the last trace of sanity, he retrieved the stainless steel rod and roughly rummaged through the body, looking for usable elixirs.

Including the original pills for treating trauma, Yang Qing found a total of more than ten pills. No matter what the effect of the medicine was, whether it was poisonous or not, he stuffed them all into his mouth.

His face was also burnt, cracked and dripping with blood when he screamed.

"Ouch..."

More than a dozen pills entered his abdomen, and all of them melted in an instant. His body swelled and blood kept flowing.

The surging medicinal power blended into the limbs, bones, five organs, and six organs, and some surged into the meridians, colliding randomly.

"Ouch..."

The elixir melted away, and Yang Qing's last trace of reason became blurry. He didn't know who he was or what he was going to do.

Some are just endless violence and survival instinct.

"Boom, boom,"

The fine steel rod in his hand was slashing randomly forward, diagonally, and on target. Suddenly, rocks were flying and the tree trunks were shaking.

Yang Qing is very familiar with the basic moves of these stick techniques, and can use them in a satisfactory manner even if he has not a trace of rationality.

The charred and shriveled figure was flying very fast, scuttling between the rocks and trees, hitting everything in sight with the steel rod.

A dozen pills are too powerful. Although they can repair the body, they can also burst Yang Qing.

"Ouch..."

Yang Qing seemed to see his enemy with whom he had a blood feud, and ran wildly. His charred body seemed stiff, but his movements were still unusually flexible.

The blood seemed to flow endlessly from the cracks in the body, flowing all the way.

I don't know which direction I ran, or how far I ran, but the charred muscles in several parts of my body had begun to fall off, leaving scarlet bloodshot stains in some places, and white bones exposed in others.

At this time, Yang Qing's strength was unprecedented, and his physical strength seemed to never be exhausted. However, if he was allowed to continue running like this, his life would not be long.

The whole body was burned, and the muscles were almost burned to an inch deep. There were only a few threads of small muscles that were still connected. How could we heal the wounds in this place where there were no elixirs and no senior experts?

If Yang Qing saw himself looking like a mummy, I don't know what he would do.

He stopped inexplicably, holding the fine steel rod in his left hand, with his strange red eyes, looking around, as if he had discovered something amiss.

It's much colder here than other places, and it seems like it's still winter here.

Yang Qing stood still, unable to close his demonic eyes, and his dry black lips moved with an expression of enjoyment.

"Ouch..."

The gentle growl and the violence gradually weakened, and Yang Qing just stood there numbly.

The low roar disappeared, Yang Qing's face could not make any expression, and there was a trace of peace in his strange eyes.

Presumably, Yang Qing will be able to regain some sense and put an end to this beast-like behavior before long.

But…

Sudden!

Just behind the giant tree less than two feet away from Yang Qing, something suddenly jumped out.

It is seven to eight feet long and as thick as a wooden barrel. It has the head of a python, its body is aqua blue, and there are two rows of foot-long barbs on its belly, and its tail is like a huge scorpion-like spike.

Monster, hook snake!

The hook snake swam around the python's body, and its long mouth full of fangs wanted to swallow Yang Qing in one gulp.

"Ouch..."

Yang Qing was startled by the sudden sound, the peace in his eyes disappeared, and he let out a low and violent roar.

"Woo..."

Yang Qing turned his body and swept the steel rod in his left hand!

"Peng"

When the fine steel rod hits the hooked snake's python, the force weakens layer by layer as if it were hit on rotten wood.

The hook snake was swept by the sharp steel rod, and the python's body couldn't help but fall to the side. Yang Qing was also staggered by the force of the python's backlash.

The hook snake's small eyes flashed with anger, its spiked tail bent, and the hook snake ejected.

It is feet long, and the aqua blue barb reflects the cold light. It wants to use this barb to cut Yang Qing into two pieces.

Yang Qing lost his mind and almost didn't know how to defend. His strange red eyes didn't look at the jagged barbs. He put the stainless steel rod into his waist, advanced his right leg into a bow, and the fine steel rod came out on time.

"Ding, ding,"

The fine steel rod was pointed at the swimming hook snake python. The snake's scales were hard and smooth. The fine steel rod was carried by the python's body and tilted, and the body was actively sent to the row of barbs of the hook snake.

If you hit me, you will be gutted and you will not be able to run away!

At this time, Yang Qing's fighting consciousness was even sharper than when he was awake.

At the critical moment, with the help of the power of the steel rod driven by the hook snake, the body spun in the air, and the steel rod turned into a dark full moon and struck diagonally on the snake body of the hook snake.

"Peng"

It makes a dull sound like a dull ax hitting rotten wood.

The hook snake was stopped from swimming by the force of the diagonally slashed steel rod, and Yang Qing was lifted up by the rebounding steel rod.

One is flying in the air and the other is lying on the ground.

The hooked snake's tail whipped the ground and bounced up. Its huge spikes were like a scorpion's tail, stabbing Yang Qing who was holding a steel rod in the air.

Yang Qing has no real energy, so even if he has a magical weapon, he cannot fly with it. At this time, he is in the air and cannot use his strength to dodge.

At this time, the word "escape" did not exist in Yang Qing's mind. He held the fine steel rod in both hands, straightened his body, and arched his back. The fine steel rod was slashing down like a black waterfall.

"Ding...buzz"

The tip of the hook snake's spikes were as thick as a fine steel rod. The two touched together at extremely high speeds. Tiny air waves spread out like ripples. The collision between the fine steel rods and the spikes only lasted for a moment, and they were extremely fast.

separate.

The strength of this Soaring Snake was stronger than that of Yang Qing. The fine steel rod was bounced high and its body was thrown backward.

"Plop"

Yang Qing flipped in the air, pushed his feet diagonally on the ground, bent his knees, stood firm, and popped up again!

The force of the counter-shock made the stainless steel rod tremble, and the charred muscles on Yang Qing's arms cracked again, and some began to fall off.

Yang Qing didn't realize at all that he was completely overstretching his body's potential to fight again. Although it caused great damage to his body, he was stronger than ever before.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

The hook snake's small eyes were filled with murderous intent. It opened its mouth and shot out two water-blue water arrows in a straight line, heading towards Yang Qing.

This hooked snake can actually use water attribute spells!

Yang Qing didn't even try to dodge, the steel rod turned into black light and came out again on time.

The first water arrow turned into water mist, and the fine steel rod was knocked back by the force. The second water arrow followed closely.

Yang Qing still didn't dodge and turned around quickly to counterattack.

"Puff, puff" the sound of water arrows breaking into water mist sounded at the same time.

The hook snake sprayed two water arrows, obviously not expecting to kill Yang Qing, and the snake's mouth was covered condescendingly.

With Yang Qing's current body shape, the hook snake could swallow him directly into its belly.

The mouth of this hooked snake python has sharp fangs and forked snake letters swinging back and forth, but it has a cool breath.

Diagonal chop, turn around and chop diagonally!

After Yang Qing saw the coming force, he struck out with two diagonal slashes.

"Bang bang"

The hook snake's skull was so hard that two diagonal slashes only shattered its scales, but Yang Qing was thrown away by the force of the shock.

The big snake hits seven inches, which is the Dantian area of ​​the python. The other parts have amazing defensive capabilities.

The hook snake is seven to eight feet long, and each scale is close to seven inches. With Yang Qing's rationality at this time, how could he possibly judge the python's Dantian.

Yang Qing was thrown to the ground and his body sprang out again. The ability to use simple moves was all due to his fighting instinct and long-term practice of stick skills.

Seeing Yang Qing tilting the fine steel rod and charging forward again, Hook Snake hissed angrily and swam its python body, trying to collide with Yang Qing.

"Peng"

Yang Qing was slashing down, and his body was bounced up again. The python just slowed down and hit him again.

Yang Qing landed on the ground, bent his knees and popped up, tilting his body, and pointed the fine steel rod in the right direction.

"bite"

The fine steel rod collided with the scales on the hook snake, making only a slight sound.

The hook snake rolled its body, wrapped up the steel rod, and pressed it under its body. Its head and tail swung at the same time, and the python's body began to curl up. It wanted to wrap Yang Qing around him.

With the strength of the hook snake, it can break an armful of thick trees, let alone those rows of foot-long, sharp barbs.

If Yang Qing is entangled and tightened by the hook snake, then the sharp barbs will first cut Yang Qing into two pieces, and then all the bones in Yang Qing's body will be shattered with just a gentle movement of the hook snake.

Yang Qing's face was charred and black, and his expression could not be seen. Naturally, there was no look of fear. All he could see was a fierce flash in his strange red pupils.

Hold the stainless steel rod tightly with both arms and bend your knees to exert force.

fall!

The fine steel rod boldly picked up the python body of the hook snake, with the potential to support the mountain, and then lifted it and threw it!

The hook snake is seven to eight feet long. Now stacked together, it is a bit taller than Yang Qing.

Stormy waves!

Yang Qing threw the hook snake aside, raised the fine steel rod high, and ten stick shadows appeared at the same time.

"Shua, shua..."

"Peng, Peng..."

The fall was so familiar and coherent with the stormy waves that Hook Snake had no time to dodge, and ten stick shadows formed a black curtain and struck at Hook Snake.

Just as Yang Qing was about to strike again, the python bodies of the hook snakes stacked on top of each other suddenly bounced upright. Before Yang Qing could strike, the hook snakes had already fled.

The demonic red eyes stared at the fine steel rod in his hand in confusion. When he saw the hook snake running away, its charred and dry body swaying, he chased after it.

"Ouch..."

The low roar echoed repeatedly with echoes!

The speed of Hook Snake was not that of Yang Qing, and the distance between the two kept getting closer. Just when they were about to catch up, Hook Snake swung its python body several times and burrowed into the ground.

"Ouch"

There is a hole in the ground as thick as a barrel, and the hooked snake burrows into it.

The demonic red eyes flashed with violence, he raised the fine steel rod and struck it down!

"boom"

The soil was extremely hard, and Yang Qing was chopping it with his stick.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The soil flew up, and he was slashed for more than ten times in a row. After nearly one foot, the entrance of the cave opened up, and Yang Qing walked in with a half-crouched body.

The cave became more open and colder as we walked, and after walking a distance of twenty or thirty feet, we could stand and walk normally in the cave.

This underground cave slopes downward. The side of the cave was first made of soil, then turned into rocks, and the cold air became heavier and heavier.

After walking about a hundred feet, an open cave appeared. The cave was about three feet in diameter and about two feet high.

It was dark in the cave and things could not be seen clearly. As soon as Yang Qing put his body into the cave, two lights came straight towards him.

"Bang, poof"

The fine steel rod came out on time and headed straight for the bright light.

"Silk…"

A bright light went out, and Yang Qing rushed into the cave.

One of the hook snake's eyes was blinded by a stainless steel rod, and its head hit the stone wall of the cave.

This hooked snake had been seriously injured before, otherwise it wouldn't be so weak.

Stormy waves!

The fine steel rod was raised high, and ten stick shadows crashed down. In the cave, only the sound of 'boom, boom...' could be heard.

"boom!!!"

A louder sound came, and with this loud sound, Yang Qing and Hook Snake fell downwards at the same time.;