"Wuwuwu, brother, I thought you disliked the moon. Wuwuwu." Long Qiuyue, who was frightened out of her wits by Yang Xuan's actions just now, saw that Yang Xuan had recovered, and immediately rushed to Yang Xuan's arms and began to cry.

But unexpectedly, Yang Xuan pushed her away, and the expression on his face was still a little embarrassed.

Long Qiuyue shrinks her hands in front of her chest and looks at Yang Xuan. She doesn't know what he means.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan coughed and explained, "cough, I'm not your brother, I'm his friend little panther." Although the little Panther always likes to be poor with Yang Xuan on weekdays, he won't take advantage of Yang Xuan in such things.

Long Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly felt Yang Xuan's breath. Only then did she find that although the body in front of her was still Yang Xuan's body, the soul in her body obviously changed.

She asked nervously, "well... Do you know what happened to my brother? Why didn't he see me? Did the moon annoy him?"

"This son of a bitch made such a lovely little girl cry like this. If it weren't for your mental problems now, I would certainly clean you up." The little Panther scolded angrily.

Long Qiuyue looked at the little Panther strangely and asked, "what did you say?"

"It's all right. I'm scolding Yang Xuan for being heartless." After coughing twice, the little Panther explained, "in fact, your brother is just possessed."

"Ah?" Long Qiuyue's eyes widened in surprise, and then asked, "well, brother, is he possessed by evil? What should I do? Will his strength dissipate? Is he very painful now?"

"Nothing." Looking at long Qiuyue's nervous appearance, the little black panther sighed and said, "because he has practiced some skills and wants to use them, this is the price he must experience. Don't worry, he will lose all his skills at most and won't go crazy."

"All right." Although long Qiuyue was still very upset, she was not familiar with the little panther and stopped talking.

Just then, the little Panther suddenly felt a strong wind blowing behind him. He quickly turned back to defend, but found another hunter behind him. The hunter, with a long dark knife in his hand, was stabbing at the back of the little panther. The little Panther almost subconsciously grabbed the hunter's wrist, but he lost consciousness when he saw the hunter's eyes brighten,

"Brother!!!" When long Qiuyue saw the hunter's sneak attack, she immediately shouted nervously, spit out the dragon breath, and burned the hunter's hands into black charcoal.

Just as long Qiuyue was about to wake up Yang Xuan, a hunter suddenly appeared beside her and grabbed long Qiuyue's shoulders.

Long Qiuyue screamed and slapped the hunter on the chest. The hunter's body was more fragile than long Qiuyue's imagination. With this palm, the hunter's chest immediately sank and his body fell towards the ground. But then, a burst of white light lit up in the hunter's eyes, and long Qiuyue lost consciousness in an instant.

The little black panther on one side had woken up again, but hundreds of hunters appeared around him, making his face suddenly dark. It's not impossible to deal with these people with the strength of the little panther, but the white light from the eyes of these hunters is the most annoying thing.

"Forget it, let you out." The little Panther reluctantly looked at Yang Xuan, who was crazy in the sea, and said with some helplessness.

Then, the Qingming in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a blood red color.

The hunters around rushed towards long Qiuyue, and one of them took out a rope to tie long Qiuyue.

At this time, Yang Xuan woke up. Seeing the hunters around him, he immediately roared and rushed towards the hunters. The hunter who was about to attack long Qiuyue was grabbed by Yang Xuan's neck and slapped with the other palm, and his head fell off.

At this time, long Qiuyue also woke up from her coma. Seeing Yang Xuan's great power, she immediately fled to the distance.

When the hunters around saw that long Qiuyue was about to escape, they were ready to catch up. But between this large group of hunters and long Qiuyue, there is a Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan uttered a wild animal howl, and the immortal sword fell into his hand. The sword tip hooked the moon and the stars. Under the light and shadow, blood splashed.

When the hunter saw that Yang Xuan began to be powerful, he stopped chasing long Qiuyue and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

A white light came up, and Yang Xuan's body recovered after a slight lag. He cut off the head of the man in front of him with a sword, but the hunter in front of him had also stabbed the long sword into Yang Xuan's body.

Yang Xuan grabbed the blade of the long sword and pulled it out. The headless body was exploded by Yang Xuan's fist, and blood gas gushed out of the body and entered Yang Xuan's body. Yang Xuan's stabbed wound in his waist healed instantly after absorbing blood gas, and even the scar was not left.

"Brother, come on, kill them all." Not far away, long Qiuyue saw Yang Xuan's great power and began to fight for Yang Xuan.

The hunters attacked Yang Xuan crazily, but Yang Xuan was crazy. There was no defensive move between the sword movements. Every move and every shot was directed at the key point. If it was bad, one person would be seriously injured.

When the hunters saw Yang Xuan's playing method as desperate as Saburo, they were not afraid at all and rushed to Yang Xuan. But the power of the God of war in Yang Xuan's body has been running. With Yang Xuan's power, no one of these hunters can take Yang Xuan's blow.

Although Yang Xuan was seriously injured in the hands of the hunters, after absorbing the blood gas of the hunters, Yang Xuan's injury soon healed. Those extra blood gas poured into Yang Xuan's body and condensed strange lines on Yang Xuan's body.

The bodies of the hunters fell one by one towards the ground, scattered all over the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air, which attracted many fierce animals from a distance.

The last Hunter also died under Yang Xuan's hands.

The whole sky was as if it had been dyed red by blood. Yang Xuan was soaked with blood all over. He couldn't tell which was his own blood and which was the hunter's blood. From a distance, he was like a blood man.

After the hunter died, Yang Xuan's action stopped.

Long Qiuyue looked at Yang Xuan from a distance. Although she was happy for Yang Xuan in her heart, she clearly recorded Yang Xuan's actions just now in her mind, which made her afraid to move closer to Yang Xuan.