Another short and fat criminal who almost rushed forward was sprayed in the face, but he knew that it was a desperate moment and had no time to care. He shouted angrily and jumped down from the ground with a strong body, fighting with his hands. The artifact is a 602 steel pipe, carrying the sound of strong wind, and its target is also Yang Xiao's head.
The blade flew like a dragon, and a long river of white light rolled up, silently spreading out a piece of silver light. The overlapping light and shadow were dazzling again.
The criminal's heart tightened, but he could only see a white light covering his face. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and threw the weapon in his hand based on the last impression he had before.
But how could Yang Xiao just stand there stupidly? He had already taken a step away, holding the blade diagonally in front of the unlucky guy, and watched as it actively scratched his neck. No matter the skin or flesh, it was all thin under the blade. It's like a piece of paper, divided into two halves with just one stroke.
As if all the strength had been drained from his body, the criminal held the wound and tried to stop the bleeding, but it was all in vain.
The death of two people in succession did not make the criminals retreat in fear, because in their eyes, what they lost was not their companions, but their competitors.
After all, the number of people who can be released from prison is not a reward for participating, but only those few.
Some criminals roared like beasts and stared angrily at the old man in front of them. If glances could kill, Yang Xiao would have been executed by them long ago.
Now, they also know that one-on-one will only lead to death. Only by gathering together and cooperating with each other can they have a chance to kill Yang Xiao!
Using the weapons in their hands, they hit the wall or the ground, and at the same time they let out threatening growls or screams. They pressed towards Yang Xiao little by little. The death of their companions made them become more ferocious and calm. Trying to put some psychological pressure on Yang Xiao.
"Quack."
Yang Xiao gently swung his samurai sword and looked at more and more ferocious-looking criminals. "Sure enough, the strong are respected. This is the most primitive law of survival wherever you go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he tiptoed and jumped forward like a ghost. A silver blade flashed past. Although the criminal waved the machete in his hand tightly, he was knocked lightly by Yang Xiao. The door opened wide, and the blade disappeared from the body.
"Hiss!" There was a thin sound, accompanied by severe pain in the waist. The criminal was horrified to find that his body had been cut in half.
Almost at the same time, Yang Xiaoling was as fast as a mortal, and he did not hold back at all against the countless criminals who rushed up.
He raised the blade and shook his wrist. As he rose into the air, he slashed out dozens of light and shadows. The high-speed vibrating samurai blade easily cut open all the enemies in front of him, including people and objects.
The enemies farther away from him only saw a lotus flower, which seemed to be blooming in the sky. The extremely sharp tip of the knife instantly took away the lives of a group of people.
They struggled in vain, trying to stand up, but they could only lose all sound in the pool of blood.
Facts have proven that anyone can feel fear when crushed by absolute power. Although the criminals here have done many evil things, few of them dare to actually swing their swords at the strong. What they prefer to do is just bully the weak and seek perverted pleasure in the presence of weaker people.
In less than five minutes, it caused dozens of horrific casualties, which made people palpitate for a moment. Many of these criminals are not ordinary people. Some of them can be compared to ten. Unexpectedly, in front of Yang Xiao, they are also as weak as a baby.
The man in black's pupils shrank, subconsciously holding his breath, looking at Yang Xiao who was chasing him all the way, like a murderer, with lightning-like sword skills, his mind was swaying, and his eyes showed a look of fear.
This person is fierce and invincible, retreat! Without thinking, he turned around and ran away again.
As long as he enters the third underground level, he may not be incapable of fighting. This is his hometown, his home ground. After operating here for so many years, how could he not have any other preparations. This was the first time in many years that someone had forced him into such an embarrassing situation.
Heartily and unscrupulously familiar with those extremely strange memories that seemed to have been experienced countless times before, Yang Xiao was even a little intoxicated by the strange emotions in front of him.
Can something called killing turn into desire?
No, this is not right.
Frowning slightly, he slowly raised the katana in his hand.
The silver-white blade reflected his own appearance, an old man with a pair of slightly red eyes.
Something was suppressed by him. After being parasitized by the monster, he changed too much, and his indescribable negative emotions were suppressed by his reason.
At this moment, he discovered that compared to his dominant consciousness, Jin Yao's evil nature was more suitable for combining with monsters.
Because they are essentially monsters!
Is it because you left country Z? It feels like the constraints on my body are much lessened.
There seems to be no pressure to do anything here.
Standing among the piles of dead bodies, Yang Xiao noticed that at some point, the criminals' fearless charge had already retreated.
Even soldiers who have been on the battlefield and have been killed for a long time cannot bear the bloody scene in front of them.
Yang Xiao was preparing to continue chasing the man in black, but suddenly stopped moving forward.
The sensitivity of a super warrior allowed him to sense that there was someone's weak heartbeat in the secret room next to him.
There are many such secret rooms on the second floor of Kunsha Prison.
With one kick, the extremely strong alloy door was dented by his kick. The special alloy that can withstand the impact of firearms and even bombs is also quite fragile in the face of Yang Xiao's strange power, as if it has been pushed over by a rhinoceros and is severely deformed.
Yang Xiao twisted the door handle with his hand, and sure enough, he pushed the alloy door open without a key.
The scene that caught his eye made him frown slightly, and his eyes became a little more gloomy.
On the ground, a striking blood stain was pulled out, spreading into the shadow of the corner. There, a naked stick with no human shape was struggling and squirming on the ground.
In the secret room, on the only bed, one could vaguely identify her as a woman through the skin color of her limbs.
No one knows what happened to her here.
Sure enough, in this world, the most unsightly abyss is the human heart. What kind of evil is filled with it to commit such a crime?
Even Yang Xiao, who can be regarded as ruthless and ruthless, has seen a lot over the decades, but when he sees this 'stick', he can't help but feel chilled and feels like he can't bear to look at it.
His eyesight is very good. Even though the light here is very weak, he can still see the appearance of the stick clearly. There are only bloody holes in her facial features. On the part that can barely be called a face, there is a mixture of extreme His crazy and tenacious expression is unforgettable.
What attracted Yang Xiao here was not so much her weak heartbeat as it was this extremely strong negative emotion.
Yang Xiao stood next to her and noticed that a lot of the skin on her body had been peeled off by the knife.
The whole person was a mass of blood and flesh.
It's a miracle that he's still alive despite such injuries.
Not knowing whether Yang Xiao was an enemy or a friend, the woman who was cut into a human stick froze. As if he had finally resigned himself to his fate, he was waiting for death to come.
The originally persistent fire of life seemed to be extinguished at any time. She knew that she would die, but she was unwilling to do so. She refused to die such an extremely humble and miserable death!
Even though his eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two bloody holes, they still showed extreme malice. Yang Xiao could even see the severely damaged brain at the back. When someone dug out the eyes of this extremely miserable woman, she must have taken out a lot of brain matter. Thinking about it makes her shudder.
The weak rise and fall of the woman's chest showed that she still had her last breath, and she was eager to struggle to survive in this purgatory-like world.
This obsession was so strong that Yang Xiao suddenly resonated strongly with it.
It turns out that extremely weak human beings can also have such a strong desire to survive.
"I don't know if you can still hear me. If you are willing, maybe I can save you, but as a price, forget it. If you agree, just nod."
The woman was stunned for a moment and knocked directly in front of Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao squatted down and slit his wrist with his samurai sword. The bright red blood flowed down his palm and dripped into the woman's mouth.
One drop, two drops, three drops.
Yang Xiao was speechless. The blood in his body actually shrank back from the wound as if it was conscious!
This change is obviously one of the changes in the monster's body after it wakes up this time.
Looking again, the wound on the wrist had healed in the blink of an eye.
He was hesitating whether to stab himself again, but he found that the woman on the ground had begun to undergo changes.
Three drops of blood, like a magic medicine that can bring the dead back to life, really began to turn dead bones into white flesh. Her stripped skin was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
