Bats flying in the sky obscured the view, and the sound of countless flapping wings converged into a fierce wind, muffling all sounds. Qin Yan's breathing was disrupted by this violent wind, and the smell of blood filled his nose. He regained some strength, but the bats grew even crazier, and the swaths of the bats were unleashing suicidal onslaught at him.

If it were to be replaced by anyone else in the village, they would have died under such a fierce impact. But Qin Yan was no one else, his sword had already infected countless bones and blood, and no matter how many weak lives were filled, it was just a presumptuous killing.

The long and monotonous swing of the sword, the mind and body began to go numb. The physical strength passed quickly, and the exhaustion welled up in my heart. Dazed, there is no hope of victory. Qin Yan had no choice but to be pulled into a gamble, and the stake was his own life. Either kill tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of ghosts, or bury yourself in the sea of bats and fall into Yama forever.

At this moment, he was deep in the boundless night, and all he could see was the flash of sword qi and the withering of flesh wings.

I don't know how long it took, but the bats began to thin out, and he finally saw a little light from the outside world. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a strange laugh followed by the bat's piercing screech sounded from behind, as if to tell of the excitement of having a long-cherished wish fulfilled, and he couldn't wait to enjoy the blood and flesh of the world.

There was no time to catch the enemy's trajectory with his eyes, Qin Yan heard a sharp sound of breaking the air approaching the back of his head, and in a hurry, the blood qi in his chest began to surge, converging into a blood-red sword qi at his fingertips and slashing into the void. The sound of the incoming wind suddenly turned, and a sharp chirp broke out in an instant, shooting around Qin Yan like electricity in half a circle, leaving a hazy afterimage in his field of vision.

The hastily swung fingertip sword qi seemed to have slashed at the opponent's soft place, and it was impossible to tell which part it landed. But the enemy didn't hum, and the vague figure flickered towards Qin Yan.

The speed of the other party's attack was so fast that it was palpitating, and before Qin Yan could see its appearance clearly, it had already appeared in front of him as if it was moving instantly. Qin Yan swung his sword and slashed, and the monster moved sideways, and its speed was not a point slower than the sword blade, and its chattering and strange laughter pierced through all kinds of sword shadows into Qin Yan's eardrums, and a palm shadow in the electric flint lightly touched his shoulder, and the feminine and cold power surged in, knocking him staggering backwards.

The monster's hideous laughter condensed in the quiet space. Qin Yan took a few steps back, and the monster had caught up again. Qin Yan snorted coldly, met its red eyes, and the two rushed towards each other at the same time, and in an instant, the cold frost shattered, the gold and iron resonated, and the fierce collision unfolded like a storm. After a while, the figures separated, Qin Yan took two steps back, and the figure of the monster in front of him fell suddenly.

No matter how fast it is, it's just an ignorant fool. In the dense sword array, it gradually found itself caught in a snare, with no way to retreat, but to kill by the neck.

Qin Yan took a few heavy breaths, and the roar like a wave in his ears gradually subsided, and only then did he notice the movement of the outside world.

Looking through the much sparse swarm of bats, he saw that the grizzly bear and Ye Yingru were in a fierce battle.

The grizzly bear let out a low and irritable roar in his throat, and his fists waved wildly, but he couldn't touch the corners of Ye Yingru's clothes. On the contrary, when the blow missed and the new force was not born, there were a few more sword wounds on his body, and Ye Yingru stabbed him in the chest with a sword, forcing half an inch, and he was blocked by the muscles and bones that were as stiff as iron rock.

I thought it was just a matter of getting caught, but I was so embarrassed by the prey that the grizzly bear's heart was so violent that he suddenly bowed down and trembled sharply.

Only a loud roar could be heard that resounded through the village, and a majestic silver-gray mist spread down, and one of the unusually tall figures turned from pitched up to shout wildly into the sky. His already huge body swelled three feet in an instant, like a demonic beast alienated, and suddenly rushed out, and the momentum of his speed was unstoppable.

Ye Yingru hurriedly dodged away, only to feel that the strong wind whistling by made her unable to breathe. Just after the two of them staggered, the long sword in her hand slashed diagonally towards the grizzly bear's left shoulder, but she felt a strong surge, which shook her wrist and snorted, and she could barely hold the sword in her hand.

Just rubbing it, it's so powerful. If he was hit head-on, I was afraid that ......' Ye Yingru could imagine the scene of being knocked into a ball of flesh.

To her horror, the grizzly bear was noticeably faster than it had just been. Although it is not as good as her, it can already bring her a great threat. Her attacks are completely useless against the grizzly bear, and will instead hurt herself. In that case, it was a desperate battle.

Ye Yingru took a deep breath and suppressed the panic in her heart. What is about to happen next is a dance on the tip of a knife.

The grizzly bear rushed several meters away, roared angrily, and turned violently with a heavy step. The table next to him was only two steps away from him, and then it fell apart with a clatter.

He was about to continue to charge, when his eyes flashed, and a frost-white blade suddenly approached his side. It was a sharp entity condensed by sword qi, enough to cut through steel and crack iron. The grizzly bear was dismissive, roaring and swinging his arms at the same time, and at the same time his feet were exerting force, intending to run forward. His eyes were only the slightly flustered girl in front of him, and she had the blood of the phoenix that made him salivate.

The rotting heart is overrun by greed, and has lost its sense of smell to perceive death. So he was wrong, very wrong.

The sword qi that struck from the side was unusually powerful, piercing his bones without hindrance, and then leaking out from the other side of his wrist. The grizzly roared in anger, and its momentum stopped, and its massive body leaned back, and slammed its fist into the head and face of the man who held the sword. Qin Yan flashed his fist blade with a slight side, and moved closer to the giant beast within half a step, accompanied by a rapid striking sound, the sword qi glowed with frost-white light, leaving countless profound marks on his body.

The grizzly bear's huge body was also in pain, and he had to retreat a few steps back, and suddenly ran eastward, trying to escape from it. He ran seven or eight steps, and Qin Yan quietly stuck to it, and a thunderous sword light pierced the back of his head, and the next moment it penetrated deep into the skull and penetrated through the center of his eyebrows.

The grizzly bear's gray eyes bulged out, the rock-like bones that covered his body shattered one by one, and his tall body fell on the windowsill, crushing half of the wall to collapse.

Qin Yan showed a disdainful look on his face, raised his sword and slashed in the air, and then swung the blood plasma on the sword.

"In vain, you are also a famous character, and your performance is not as good as a mere ghost!"

Ye Yingru looked at his back, his heart relaxed, he let out a long breath, and opened his mouth to speak, but at this time, he only heard a pop behind him, but it was Qin Hongzhen who fell to the ground and cried.