"Fan, what's wrong with you?"

Nangong Fan was about to make a move regardless of the blood flowing out of his body. Ziyou's voice exploded abruptly not far away beside him.

These wounds that did not hurt the root cause can be recovered in a few days for him, and physical cultivation is to comprehensively enhance the physique, which naturally includes the recovery of injuries, especially if Nangong Fan cultivates or is one of the best in the barbarian cultivation method, the "Sun Bible" This injury does not matter.

But I have to say that only on the surface, Nangong Fan's injuries look too serious, and there is no intact place on his whole body except for his slightly covered face. This makes Ziyou see it?

Ziyou stepped on the white bones, held the disc in his hand, and killed from a hundred meters away with a fierce momentum, bringing a blood-colored luster between the agitation.

Nangong Fan's eyes froze, and he sensed a trace of something wrong, which was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Demonic will!

The warm current in his heart passed, but he still spoke again and again, "I'm fine, it's just a little skin injury." ”

Nangong Fan's voice was full of anger, which eased the angry Ziyou a lot, but the anger still filled his heart, and without hesitation, he vented all the anger in his heart to the porcupine on the ground.

The disc around his hand bloomed with thousands of brilliance, and the patina soared into the sky, seemingly forming a strange pattern, which looked a little like a god pattern.

The angry blow of the consummate priest made even Nangong Fan frightened.

The copper coin whistled down, and the violent pressure rushed down.

The porcupine on the ground was dizzy and did not recover from it at all, and under this pressure, he could not help but fall to the ground with quadriplegia.

Ziyou can crush the porcupines on the ground into meatloaf with just his momentum.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the blood disappearing from his body, and at the same time, the black dragon sword danced, and hundreds of sword shadows fell together.

"Tsk!"

Relying on his own strength, the high-level porcupine of the Xuan Realm was the first to wake up from the trance, feeling that the sky had darkened, and when he looked up, he saw the copper coin pressed down, and couldn't help but let out a panicked scream, trying to wake up his companion next to him.

The mid-level porcupines all woke up, and when they heard the orders of the leaders around them, they had been obedient, causing them to curl up again in an instant, and the light between their fur was bright.

According to Nangong Fan's view, it seemed that it had been charged in just an instant, and its rising energy was even more domineering than when it attacked him.

Sure enough, all the hairs on the porcupine's body fell off, and under the force, they rose to the sky on all fours.

"Again?" Nangong Fan's eyes flashed, without a hint of fear, and with the cover of copper coins, he was already able to block most of the attacks for him.

It's just that Nangong Fan was reluctant to let Ziyou suffer this arrow rain again, the front was too abrupt, and he wanted to use the black dragon sword to block it in a hurry, but he thought about how to deal with it in the arrow rain piercing his skin.

A cultivator with a strong heart will never suffer two losses in one thing except for being crushed by absolute strength.

Now that I have seen the charge with my own eyes, I have long been wary in my heart. The god's eyes snapped open, and a cluster of sparks burst out of it.

The "god" in the eyes of the barbarian witch god, the power of Nangong Fan's bloodline, is now embodied in the dawn of the sun, with the blessing of the god's eye, like a fiery snake rushing out.

"You're hair, too. It's just that there's a little more demonic power on it. ”

Nangong Fan opened his mouth lightly and pronounced the death of these hairs.

The Dawn of the Dawn, which has the breath of a complete burning law, ignites when touched, and has a great restraint effect on these arrows that are essentially hair.

The fiery serpent danced in the air, and all the hairs that came within its range were ignited in an instant, turning into bits of black ash and dissipating with the wind.

Looking at the ten porcupinas under his feet that had become completely bare, looking a little cute and bloated, Nangong Fan was like a demon god under the entanglement of the fire snake, and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, "It's time to end!"

The copper coin was the first to smash down, and the magnified copper coin almost shrouded all ten porcupines in its shadow. The greater the power, the looser it becomes, and judging from the power that bursts out in all directions, it is also close to the peak of the high level.

The anger in Ziyou's heart has not yet subsided, and the copper coins commanded have also been furious with the master's mood.

"Boom!"

The porcupine, which shot all its hair, seemed to have lost all its strength, and all but the high-ranking one lay limply on the ground.

Under the cover of the copper coins that fell like Mount Tai crushing the top, almost no resistance was forcefully squashed.

The high-ranking porcupine sprang out alone, hissing in despair, and slamming into the sky.

Is it in a hurry? or is it not supernatural?

Nangong Fan didn't bother to pay attention to the specific situation, the sword fell, and the cold flashed.

The porcupine, which was already injured by the copper coin, resisted the Black Dragon Sword with a completely naked body, and its fate can be imagined.

Nangong Fan descended with a sword, although he was raised a little higher by the porcupine, he also sent the black dragon sword into his body.

The hard fur that resembles arrows is the only means of attack other than the rolling of the ball, and it also serves to protect their bodies. The high-level porcupine without fur is far inferior to the middle-level demon beasts except for the brute force that has nowhere to cast.

The black dragon sword easily sliced through the porcupine's skin, penetrating deep into its body, and a stirring, devouring power erupted.

Nangong Fan took away the black dragon sword that was completely cut into the porcupine's body at the right time, lest this greedy guy completely flesh and blood. Steadily landed on the surface of the sand and began to pack up the flesh and blood into the ring.

Ao Canglan and he are both big meat eaters, so there is no harm in preparing more.

Putting ten porcupines into his body, Nangong Fan slightly felt a strange smell permeating the surroundings, as if something was wrong, but he couldn't specifically say what was wrong. It was just a vague impression that made him feel as if he had smelled something similar to this somewhere.

What's wrong?

Nangong Fan pondered slightly, and a hurried and angry "chirp" suddenly sounded in his ears.

It's the cry of a porcupine!

Ziyou, who was standing in the air, was the first to see the sand and dust less than a kilometer away in the distance, as if some behemoth was rushing from it at a high speed.

The round figure turned into a black line when it ran, and before it arrived, the momentum rushed like a wave.

Ziyou's eyes condensed, this qi machine is the pinnacle demon beast?

Nangong Fan finally saw the black line running on the ground level, and it seemed to see the two of them as well.

The angry chirp was not heard.

But Nangong Fan faintly felt that its initial anger was not coming at the two of them, and what could provoke a peak porcupine to stay away from the territory and return with a body full of anger in vain?

Of course, the anger now must have come at the two of them, seeing the two Terrans standing here, but without the figure of their own children and mother-in-law, this porcupine pig knew their fate without thinking about it.

It's angry, it's roaring.

Subconsciously thought that the two people in front of him were in the same group as the person who led him away, and his pupils couldn't help but be full of blood, and he just wanted to tear apart the enemy in front of him.

The body curled up and rolled up, the body that was already jumping quickly, at this time, the speed increased by a few notches, Nangong Fan estimated that the speed of this peak porcupine rolling was about the same as his full run, but he did not last.

Can't run away!

Nangong Fan only determined the situation in front of him at a glance, and it seemed that he had to solve this peak porcupine in order to move forward.

Recognizing the reality, Nangong Fan no longer has the idea of directly avoiding the war, the peak demon beast is just a monster, and it is not that he has not been killed.

Nangong Fan was in a trance, and seemed to find that the porcupine's rolling body seemed to be bald, and there was blood dripping there, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Could it be that it was fighting with people before it was not with this nest of porcupines?

It's good luck to think about it this way, if this peak porcupine is here at the beginning, and cooperates with other porcupines, even if Nangong Fan and Ziyou join forces, they will feel extremely tricky.

Tightening the black dragon sword in his hand, Nangong Fan also ran, without the slightest intention of avoiding.

The strength brought up between the runs will be greater, and the battle is not only about yourself, but also about the influence of the surrounding environment, and you must use the advantages you can use as much as possible.

Maybe this is the territory where the porcupine family is entrenched, even if it takes a lot of time to kill other porcupines, Nangong Fan didn't notice the snooping aura of other demon beasts. He doesn't have to look ahead and backwards, he can do it boldly.

The sword fell, and it seemed that a green lotus was born out of thin air. Between the stretched branches and leaves, the sharp sword intent jumped on the paper, and the blue light and blood were intertwined and slashed down.

Two people who run towards each other together and have extreme speed soon come up with a man's hard encounter.

The two huge forces slammed together, and a roar exploded, as if thunder sounded out of thin air. The porcupine's violently rolling body paused slightly. Nangong Fan also felt a huge force surging from the place of contact, and couldn't help but staggered back.

The wound that had begun to heal during this short break then collapsed, and the blood was faintly visible, making Nangong Fan look extremely miserable, as if he was at an absolute disadvantage as soon as he fought.

At the same time, there was a surge of light in the sky, covering Nangong Fan below.

This is the light of the Divine Pattern of the Copper Coins!

As soon as Nangong Fan took a step forward and charged, Ziyou threw out the copper coin again, and took out a jade pen with a gentle luster from the ring.

There is quite a kind of taste of husband singing with wife.

The copper coin whistled in the wind and waves, and before the porcupine could roll again, it swept its sharp breath in front of its body.

"Wow!"

It seems that some hairs have been cut off from its body by copper coins, but the fur seems to be connected together, and it does not hurt its roots, but only oozes a trace of bright red blood.

Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows, and he was still suspicious that the power contained in this porcupine body was too terrifying to solve.

The copper coin cut off the hair like this gave him a revelation, the hard touch of the big opening and closing, refreshing is refreshing, but it does not have much effect, in a sense, it is completely based on his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strength. Judging from the fatigue of the previous porcupine pig losing its fur, fur is the root of it.

Nangong Fan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly grasped the key point, if he wanted to quickly solve the porcupine in front of him, it seemed that he had to act as a shaving master.