Yan Yun said coldly: "If I knew where he was, I would have skinned him and drank all his blood."
"In that case, I won't bother you, and you can just do what you want." After saying that, Leng Xuan turned around and was about to leave. However, as soon as he walked a few meters away, he heard a strange sound coming from around the sand dune. He
He raised his eyebrows, turned to look around, and then moved his gaze to Yan Yun. Suddenly, he noticed that Yan Yun, who had looked angry just now, was now full of nervousness.
"What's going on?" He couldn't help but ask. But Yan Yun ignored him at all and ran directly into the sand dune.
Just when Leng Xuan was puzzled, a white figure suddenly rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards him. Seeing this, he quickly dodged away, and then looked intently. Suddenly, he saw that the figure was a person covered in white.
The person's body was exactly the same as the one he saw before. Before he had time to think about it, the weirdo had already pounced on him again with his claws and fangs bared.
Seeing this, Leng Xuan swung his fist and hit the opponent's body. The punch burst out and the weirdo was immediately knocked away. But the next moment, the weirdo stood up again without any damage. Seeing this scene
, Leng Xuan couldn't help but be surprised. The weird guy in front of him could actually withstand his own fist. Although he had no strength to support him, the power of his punch was enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.
At this time, Leng Xuan finally understood why Yan Yun had become so nervous just now. He probably had already experienced the power of these guys. Thinking of this, he moved his legs and ran in the direction where Yan Yun just disappeared. No.
After a while, he saw Yan Yun surrounded by several weirdos, fighting with each other. There were two corpses lying at Yan Yun's feet. Both corpses had their heads smashed, and blood was flowing all over the floor. Leng Yun
Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he seemed to understand something. His forward body suddenly stopped, and then he turned around and punched the weirdo chasing after him, hitting him in the head.
However, all that was seen was blood splattering everywhere, and the weirdo's head exploded like a watermelon.
"Sure enough." Leng Xuan nodded secretly. The weak point of these guys is their heads. As his mind flashed, Leng Xuan's brows suddenly frowned. He was surprised to find that there were more and more weirdos around the dunes.
No less than dozens of people. Seeing those weirdos gradually approaching, Leng Xuan couldn't help but retreat, trying to find a favorable position.
At this time, Yan Yun also retreated from the other side. Soon, the two of them stood together. Leng Xuan glanced at him, and the two of them said nothing, but at the same time rushed towards the strange man rushing from the opposite side.
Although the two are mortal enemies, at this critical moment neither of them can care so much and they must first escape for their lives.
This kind of fighting lasted for more than ten minutes. When the last weirdo's head was smashed, Leng Xuan finally couldn't hold on anymore and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. Like him, Yan Yun's face was covered in blood.
He leaned against the sand dune, with no strength at all. "What are these things?" Leng Xuan asked after his breathing became smoother.
Yan Yun said coldly: "I don't know, and even if I knew, I wouldn't be interested in telling you." After saying that, he stood up straight and walked out.
Leng Xuan didn't dare to stay longer. After killing so many weirdos, God knows if their companions would come.