All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 121: Kill All! Evil God!
Da da!

Ji Ran's footsteps were treading on sticky blood. His right arm, which was made of incorruptible bones and had borne the recoil of Jing Luan, had several cracks on it.

He lowered his head and saw the Don River horse had collapsed to the ground. The blood-stained cloth covering its eyes had fallen off, revealing its pair of black gemstone-like eyes.

On its back, the alchemical bullet had blasted a bloody hole the size of a bowl, scorched black from the intense heat. Its sides were torn open with hideous scars, blood flowing between the sharp cuts in the iron sheet.

Its face was covered with hideous blood stains, but at this moment it was extremely calm.

It's like knowing your destiny.

This warhorse's life flowed silently like the still Don River. In this war of racial oppression, it was also an innocent victim.

At least, this wild horse paid for its blood debt with its life.

Ji Ran bent down and reached out to cover his pupils, which were gradually losing their color. The cold wind blew his fluffy mane, suddenly setting off a heat wave!
boom!
bass--

A ray of sword light reflected the setting sun and split the oncoming fire dragon!

The alchemist hunter in a suit had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He was cursing something, which Ji Ran couldn't understand, but the tone should be French.

Ji Ran stepped on the sticky and stringy blood plasma and walked out of the gap in the train, carrying a murderous aura that surged out of blood and fire.

Familiar battlefield, familiar throbbing.

"Don't worry."

His gaze was like that of a lazy predator, calm and fierce.

"it's your turn."

boom!
Another gunshot!
A bright fire dragon engulfed the gap in the broken train! But Ji Ran's figure had disappeared!
His figure passed through the bright line of fire and headed straight for the alchemist hunter!

bass!
boom! ! !
Facing Ji Ran Kunwu's slashing attack, the alchemist hunter actually rushed forward and blocked it with his huge silver pistol!

click-

The blade slashed on the silver gun body, but the spiritual-level blade only left a mark!
At this moment, a sinister smile appeared on the alchemist hunter's face!
Pfft!

The pistol in his hand grew sharp dark red spikes!

The spikes grew like vines, instantly piercing through all the muscles in his arms! At this moment, thick hair suddenly grew on his body, and his originally thin body seemed to swell up as if it had been inflated!
Especially the arm holding the gun, the wildly growing flesh and blood swallowed up the entire pistol, leaving only a black hole of the muzzle exposed in the palm!
Stab it!

The black suit was torn in an instant!
He turned into a werewolf in an instant!
"Ah."

A sneer appeared on Ji Ran's face.

Level 2, playing close combat with yourself?

Are you worthy?
bass!
Ji Ran shook his wrist and Kunwu flew out!

Bang!
His left hand directly grasped the wolf's thick wrist, then suddenly twisted and pulled it! His right hand inserted diagonally into the anti-joint of his arm, fiercely bending it inward!

Holding the pipa from behind!

Click!

The thick arm suddenly bent outward, and the sound of bone breaking was heard!
"what!"

The alchemist hunter screamed, and this time Ji Ran understood what he meant - it hurt.

The hunter had a ferocious face, and his other hand was covered with thick black hair, and he smashed it towards himself fiercely!

Ji Ran clasped his hands together!

Bang!
A pair of hands, like branding irons, clasped the thick wrists! Then, with his left foot as the pivot, Ji Ran suddenly turned around and raised his arms high, like a woodcutter carrying firewood!
The hunter's elbow was lifted up against his shoulder and he was suddenly pushed down!
Click!

At the moment when the sound of bone cracking was heard, Ji Ran faced the hunter again, raised his hand and performed the horse-pulling style of Bajiquan!
As the hunter was in great pain, Ji Ran grabbed his shoulder with his left hand and his neck with his right hand, and suddenly pulled the hunter's head, causing it to hit his forehead hard!
Click bang!

Ji Ran let go.

The huge werewolf staggered, his hands dangling like noodles, his mouth full of sharp teeth shattered, his head flattened, and he fell to his knees in the mud.

Ji Ran picked up Kunwu and slashed with his sword——

puff!
The massive body slammed into the muddy water, and as blood gurgled from its neck, it visibly became thinner. The places where hair once grew were now covered in bloody holes.

A silver pistol fell, and Ji Ran picked it up and put it into the storage space without bothering to check it.

The Boxers are still fighting fiercely in the front, it's time to end it!

……

boom!
"Seymodo is dead!!!"

On the train, a huge flagpole carrying half a corpse appeared in front of all the coalition forces.

The coalition forces, already demoralized by the hand-to-hand combat, immediately lost all their spirit.

Amid the shouting and killing of the Boxers, they retreated towards Yangcun.

Ji Ran looked at this scene, his eyes fixed. No! If these coalition forces entered the alley, relying on the terrain and the power of their guns, they would completely crush these Boxers armed with cold weapons!

call--

Immediately, Ji Ran carried the banner and blocked the front of the coalition army! Now, his banner with the character "Ren" has become the backbone of this group of boxers!
The Boxers, who did not have much organization and discipline, now completely followed the banner!
Wherever the flag is, there are people!
Then, the coalition forces rushed into the green tent outside the railway tracks like a flock of driven sheep!
"fire!"

Seeing the last coalition soldier rushing into the green tent, Ji Ran growled, and immediately men around him came running over carrying gunpowder barrels!
"burn!"

Ji Ran didn't waste any words and immediately pointed to a fluttering green gauze tent!
The man was stunned, but without hesitation, he immediately lit the barrel and shouted, "Please ask the Fire God to come down to earth!"

It was obvious that the arms of the coolie were bulging with lean muscles, and he was throwing the bucket high up!
boom!
A dull explosion instantly erupted in the green tent! The raging flames instantly ignited the dry reeds!

"Continue!" Ji Ran waved the black and red Ren Zi flag in his hand!
All the boxers were enthusiastically throwing the earthen explosives of all sizes into the green tent! At this moment, no altar master or senior brother was as powerful as this flag!
Kill the enemy alone, with golden light protecting your body!

The horses trampled upon the camps, beheaded the generals and hung their bodies!
seeing is believing!!
In the eyes of these poor people, he is simply a living tyrant who walked out of a storybook!
At this moment, on the railway tracks not far away, a large group of Jing soldiers were running towards this side!

The leader was an energetic old man with a goatee and a hat with a peacock feather. He was striding forward, surrounded by a group of Jingjun soldiers!

"Good man! Brothers from Renzi Altar?"

The eldest brother of Yinzitan came forward holding a spear.

Ji Ran's eyes moved slightly.

【Yang Kaijiang】

Level: 2

Identity: Senior Brother of Yinzitan

Skill:? ? ?

passive:? ? ?
Specialization: Yang Family Spear Master Level

Special Guardian God: [Yang Qiye]

……

Ji Ran's mind was full of thoughts, but he just chuckled and said, "I have no name or title, I am just a commoner."

"That……"

"Wait a moment!"

Ji Ran raised his hand, and amidst the stunned and astonished gazes of countless people, he laughed and said, "Watch me chase down the desperate bandits!"

boom!
Everyone saw the black and red flag waving, and flames like red waves rolled up, and the hero actually jumped into the sea of ​​fire!

"Don't!"

"Hi!!"

At this moment, an old man in official uniform ran up anxiously and asked, "What is that man going to do?"

Yang Kaijiang was also stunned and said, "He... he said he wanted to kill the bandits!"

"oops!"

The old man stamped his foot and said, "It's a pity that I still think he is so brave and brave that I want to nominate him as the top martial arts scholar! Give him a good background!"

"Who knew he was such a reckless fool!"

Yang Kaijiang smiled bitterly and clasped his fists towards the old man: "Mr. Dong, I guess that warrior thought that if he didn't stop it, the fire wouldn't kill many people."

There is some shallow water in the reed marsh. If we run faster, many people will die.

"Oh, never mind him!"

"After this great victory, I will definitely ask the court for a reward for the Yihe Society!"

This old man was Dong Fuxiang, a rare patriotic general in the Jing Dynasty. He pacified Xinjiang, resisted Tsarist Russia, and blocked the Allied Forces. Later, he was labeled the "chief culprit" by the Eight-Nation Alliance and dismissed from office for investigation.

At this moment, the dispersed Jing army began to clean up the battlefield.

Some Boxers ran to the baggage wagons, searching for any burnt food that was still edible. Naked children and men ripped clothes off the dead and happily put them on.

All weapons, horses, and clothing were confiscated.

When the Boxers wanted to take it, the Jing army was about to stop them, but Dong Fuxiang shouted them back!

The Boxers were allowed to use it.

It was not until the sun set that the fire in the green tent was completely extinguished.

Led by Dong Fuxiang and Yang Kaijiang, countless Boxers walked into the shallow water covered with burnt ash, trying to find the body of the hero.

However, after taking a few steps, they saw charred corpses.

As we walked further, we saw more and more charred corpses, and they became denser and denser.

Finally, under the fluttering flag of Ren Zi, they piled up into a mountain.

Yang Kaijiang's throat rolled and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Dong Fuxiang, who had been in a high position for a long time and had fought all his life, had his eyes wide open and his whole body trembling slightly, as if he had encountered a flood or a beast!
The sun sets in the west, scarlet as blood.

A man in red was sitting cross-legged on the Black Mountain Sea of ​​Corpses.

Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes. His sleeves fluttered slightly, stirring up a cloud of ashes!
Ji Ran's eyes were calm, yet they looked like a man-eating ferocious god!
He was like a tiger that was awakened from its deep sleep. When his eyes swept over, no one dared to look him in the eye!

"Where are people...people?"

Yang Kaijiang's voice was a little stiff and dry.

Ji Ran stood up, his feet treading on the charred bones, which made a "crunching" sound. Small characters, densely written on the mud at the bottom of the water, hinted at a shift in fate, but they were stomped out.

"It's all here."

Ji Ran stood under the big flag, and the scorching setting sun cast a deep shadow on the Ren Zi flag.

He swept his fingertips across the surrounding hideous, charred bones: "Not one less."

(End of this chapter)