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Well... I think this creature that is all black and looks like ink-like flames on its fur should be called Hellhound.

After all, they are like the monsters that established the black barrier before, and they come from the demon world of the same sect.

At this moment, they lurked from the shadows and quietly came to the place where our eyes could reach.

"Geegi" Several hellhounds located in front of the formation stared at us with their four eyes with their burning eyes, and a low roar came out in their throats.

No, it is more of a strange laugh than a roar.

"Beware, although they are beasts, they are smarter than humans." The uncle gently lifted the crutch in his hand, and then placed his other hand on his waist. "Don't be attacked by these cunning bastards."

I looked at the star ring in front of me in surprise, which seemed to be in battle, and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, have you ever fought with them?"

Xinghuan smiled unnaturally, "It's not just a fight... they've just hated me to the core."

"This time I want to be targeted as my target, it should be me, it should have nothing to do with you in Changye." Xinghuan said a little guilty tone, "I'm sorry for placing you intimidated."

I patted the uncle on the shoulder from behind, then turned my head and looked at the hellhound group on the other side, "No need to say more about polite words. Since I chose to go with you, I must have let go of those unnecessary regrets and fears."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, OK, then I'll hand you back with confidence, young man." Xinghuan pressed his left hand tightly on his waist, and then the bamboo stick in his right hand stood up like a sword, facing the black waves in front of him that looked like a tide.

Of course, I can't show weakness. The source cube quickly formed in my hand, condensed into a lightsaber, and placed the other hand at the quick entrance of my backpack, ready to pull out the Industrial Morning Star at any time.

The group of hellhounds seemed to have a chivalrous spirit. After seeing that we were ready, we made an attacking posture and arched their strong backs.

"Roar!" Finally, a hellhound could not contain its bloodthirsty heart and rushed towards the star ring.

"Ha, are you finally here? Very good!" Xinghuan laughed, and the bamboo stick in his hand turned into several confusing phantoms and headed straight for the head of the hellhound that was facing him.

"Papapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapapa" Six muffled sounds from different directions at the same time. The hellhound, who was just as powerful as a rainbow, fell to the ground like a broken spine dog. It was limp and now it had to vent and not inhale.

What is this uncle's origin? Can this arrogant beast be knocked to the ground with just a bamboo stick?

"If you just look at me, you will be in danger, long night." Xinghuan waved the bamboo stick in his hand and reminded him with a smile.

Oops.

I just focused on appreciating my uncle's performance, but didn't pay attention to the situation here.

Feeling the black aura coming from right in front of me, I immediately held the lightsword in my hand tightly and raised my hand to block it.

"Ao!" The helldog that was rushing towards me opened its two proud mouths and bit it hard at me.

But if I was so easily hit, I wouldn't be in this place anymore.

"Die on one side!" The lightsaber blocking the front blocked it blocked it before biting it, and at the same time, my left hand on my backpack moved with it.

The next moment, a huge metal giant tong was pulled out of my backpack by me, and then bombarded heavily on the hellhound's jaw.

‘Click.’ At that moment, the physical touch slid from the fingertips to the whole body, and I seemed to feel the sound of bone breaking from the fluctuations brought by this touch.

The Hellhound groaned, and was overturned to the ground by the power of the blow, his mouth wide open and his mouth was spitting blood.

It seems that its jaw was indeed cracked by the moment I just now.

"Come on, come on!" Xinghuan waved the bamboo stick in his hand and shouted loudly towards the sky.

After the waves were not settled, the waves rose again and again. After Xinghuan easily defeated the self-sacrifice of several hellhounds with bamboo sticks, Xinghuan seemed to gradually become excited.

It seems that these battles are like playing with toys to him, and they cannot add a hint of "happiness" to him in his heart.

"Hey, young man, can you please let go aside for the time being?" Uncle Xinghuan said with a smile, "I am old and my eyes are blurred. I am afraid of accidentally hurting my teammates."

When I heard Xinghuan say this, I gradually understood why he only used bamboo sticks at the beginning.

"I understand, I will watch your performance in the sky." I understood the meaning of Star Rings, and the illusory wings that had been put away before were unfolded again, sending me to the sky.

Seeing that my feet were off the ground and no longer guarded him, the smile on my face became brighter and brighter.

"Ah, I can finally do whatever I want." He glanced at the groups of hellhounds on both sides, then patted the cloak that covered a large number of his body parts, and said with some emotion.

"Let me see which sword you can hold on to." Xinghuan laughed strangely, then pulled his big hand and threw the broken cloak on his body on the ground."

When the cloak was removed, the hellhounds stopped attacking instantly. They raised their heads and focused their eyes on the star ring standing in the center of the battlefield, looking up at the god of death in front of them who was about to end their future.

It’s not because of anything, but because there are several swords with different styles and types neatly hung under this seemingly unpretentious uncle and under the tattered cloak just now.

"Sharing!" The uncle was pressing his left hand on his waist before, actually the handle of a long sword. Now, with the sound of a knife being released, he pulled out the sharp blade.

The star ring stretched out the Tai Knife, pointed at the group of dogs in front, and quietly hung the bamboo stick behind him.

I could feel that there seemed to be a feeling called "fear" spreading among those hellhounds.

They were shoulder to shoulder and anxious, but they just didn't dare to rush forward to make their first offering.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Xinghuan waved Taidao Kong twice and mocked the dogs with contempt.

But no matter how aggressive the rings provoked, they were still restless in place, as if they were instigating other companions to go first.

"Since you don't get on, I'm going to do it." Xinghuan waved the two weapons in his hand twice in the air, and then said with a smile.

To be honest, I don’t quite understand why those hellhounds suddenly began to fear the rings. Could it be that among the weapons on him, there are things that can control the demon world?
Chapter completed!