"Okay." Surprisingly, Han Yi didn't object to Hu Shanrong's direct request. His pair of dark eyes hid a mysterious light, and he said with a sly smile, "Come."

After saying that, Hanyi fell to the ground instantly, and the animal transformation factor hidden deep in the blood was fully awakened. Her slender body continued to extend, her fair skin began to be covered with pearl black down, sharp teeth appeared in her mouth, and her breath was full of plague beasts.

The unique manic atmosphere seems to break through the flying sand of this desert.

"Roar"

 Second generation infected, plague beast form!

Hu Shanrong looked at the ferocious wolf-like beast in front of him. He was silent for a long time, and finally said one word: "Gan"

"Boom!" The plague beast turned into a roaring afterimage, and with its furious roar, it raised a curtain of sand all over the sky. The ferocious beast's claws attacked Hu Shanrong from the front, and the shadow cast by its huge body completely covered him, as if a towering mountain was coming from the top.

 Hu Shanrong had a hundred alpacas running through his mind. Shouldn’t assassins use a concealed weapon to stab in the back like crazy? Shouldn’t all the assassins have to run away after the assassination fails? Can they also transform into plague beasts and attack those in front???

Although he felt very embarrassed, in order not to be a dog, he still faced him from the front. The Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu in his body was circulating, and the rustling wind of the fist suddenly rose, and the power of the punch was like a mountain collapse.

 “Bang!” The next moment, a terrifying collision sound was heard, and fists and claws collided!

 One person and one beast were shaken at the same time and were knocked back several steps.

Hu Shanrong looked pained and withdrew his right fist. His five fingers were so weak that he had to let go. They were trembling slightly like a twitch. The skin at the joints had cracked and bright red blood was oozing out.

On the other hand, looking at the plague beast, although its sharp claws were also broken and deformed, the recovery power brought by the beast's blood was so powerful that it returned to its original state within a few breaths.

The electric and flint-like attack just now happened too fast. The power of the plague beast is far beyond the comparison of humans. Even a martial artist who practices martial arts would find it difficult to withstand it. If Hu Shanrong had not adopted some force-relieving techniques, I am afraid that the entire arm bone would have been damaged.

Broken under impact.

"Hiss" the plague beast kept making strange sounds from its mouth, and the desert sun illuminated the dark beast's pupils, as if a sharp light shone in them, preparing to launch a second round of offensive.

Hu Shanrong took a deep breath and suddenly took a step forward. He was close to the plague beast with a snap of his fingers. His other leg was swept out like a whip. The sound of the wind was loud and the force was like a sickle. He wanted to kick the beast's neck directly.

  The plague beast does not retreat but advances. Its streamlined body is extremely flexible and completely inconsistent with its body shape. Its footwork changes and moves closer to the side and forward, avoiding the front part of the whip leg.

However, it suddenly saw Hu Shanrong’s cold and stern eyes, as if it had expected it.

Hu Shanrong suddenly gave up his strength, twisted his supporting leg, and stretched out his right hand to wrap around the plague beast's arm. He pulled and twisted, and an extremely powerful force exploded, trying to break its anti-joints like a reamer.

This series of movements was performed with great proficiency. Despite Hu Shanrong's seemingly rough appearance, his strength and skills had reached a very high level. He knew that he could not defeat the plague beast with strength, so he avoided its edge, captured it with skills, and released the twisting force.

Strength, four taels can move a thousand catties.

"Roar" Just when Hu Shanrong was about to twist off the arm of the plague beast in one go, a fierce roar erupted like thunder.

 Beast cry, a unique ability of high-level plague beasts. The sound waves when roaring are deafening, enough to deprive hearing, and are also mixed with pressure that disturbs the mind, which can cause a strong psychological suppression effect.

The moment he heard the roar of the beast, Hu Shanrong felt his ears tingle first, and then the sharp and harsh sound of a honeycomb began to echo in his mind. His whole mind was blurred, and he could not even distinguish between east, west, north and south.

When Hu Shanrong was disturbed by the roar of the beast, the plague beast drew out its sharp claws and clawed at Hu Shanrong's heart.

 Before the claws arrived, the wind was already howling, and an incomparably breathtaking momentum erupted.

The coldness in his heart made Hu Shanrong's face turn pale for an instant. Although he had Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu to protect his body, and had also practiced the Golden Bell and Iron Shirt, a monster like the Plague Beast could be defeated ten times with one force, no matter how hard your body got.

, can't be stronger than its sharp claws.

If this blow were taken head-on, even if the golden bell was used, his sternum would break into countless bone fragments and pierce deeply into his heart under the huge force.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. If you go head-to-head with this plague beast and exchange blood for blood, you will definitely lose. You have to work hard to limit its mobility and then take the best option.

Hu Shanrong's whole body's Gang Qi surged, and his Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was operating at its peak. The scorching internal energy gathered in his right fist, and he used all his strength to roar out.

“Boom” The fiery fist directly broke through the sound barrier. The friction between the air and the surrounding temperature became extremely hot, and it hit the plague beast’s sharp claws from the front.

Even if the power of this punch is not comparable to the plague beast, the pure Yang internal force attached to it is enough to shake its body out of balance. Whether it can be defeated in one go is another matter, and it will definitely be no problem to escape.

However, just when the fists and claws were about to collide, the huge plague beast suddenly disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an extremely petite black shadow.

The little black cat was seen rolling and tumbling in the air, drawing a graceful arc. Its petite body easily avoided Hu Shanrong's fist, and even its fur was not injured.

The next moment, the black shadow flashed away again, and the little black cat turned into a human form. Hanyi opened his black claws, and the rare metal kept refracting its brilliance under the sun, and attacked Hu Shanrong directly.

Hu Shanrong is about to scold his mother. This Han Yi can turn into a plague beast when he wants to, a cat when he wants to change into a cat, and a human when he wants to change into a human. Each of the three forms has its own unique attributes and combat skills. What a mess!

Now that Hanyi is in human form, his attributes are relatively balanced in all aspects, his absolute strength is not as good as that of the plague beast, and he cannot break through the internal defense. This gives Hu Shanrong another opportunity to use the golden bell.

Hu Shanrong gave a sharp shout, raised his arms, and protected his body with a golden bell.

 “Pfft” blood splattered.

Hu Shanrong was stunned by the coolness coming from his front jacket. He lowered his head in shock and found that Hanyi's fingers and claws had penetrated into his body without any delay. The ghastly blood tank was continuously releasing blood, and his vitality followed.

Pass.

 “How is that possible?” Hu Shanrong finally showed a look of fear on his face.

 The golden bell has failed

　　It was not that the defense was broken down, but that the moment the golden bell was used, the power suddenly failed.

This feeling is just like that night

"Ah, the poison has finally taken effect. It's too slow." A sly smile appeared on Han Yi's face. He clasped Hu Shanrong's front jacket with his fingers and claws, leaned forward, and his translucent red lips were like blood.

Bright red, said in a seductive voice, "My tail, is it comfortable to touch~"

Hu Shanrong finally recalled that when he was feeding meat to the little black cat, the cat’s tail nudged his hand.

 The poison should have been caused by the poison on the tail of the cat that was infected at that time. After rubbing it on his hand, he ate it along with the barbecue.

His vision was getting dark, and it was the kind of darkness he would never wake up from again. Hu Shanrong screamed in despair: "Despicable and shameless!!!"

"Thank you, this is a compliment to the assassin~" Hanyi pulled out his sharp claws from Hu Shanrong's front, brought out several blood arrows, and then reached up like a poisonous snake, locking his throat.

“Miao meow~” Hanyi opened her red lips and made a sweet sound to express her farewell.
Chapter completed!