The moment you turn around.

Yuxiang feels that the prince is simply too responsible.

Majestic, high-spirited.

A shield in one hand, a sword in the other.

Actually, you are holding a pot in your left hand and a spatula in your right hand.

Every time Wu Yan fights like this, he feels like a chef.

But Yuxiang thinks he's a hero!

Sure enough, it was 'Xi Shi' in the eyes of the lover.

Well, now whether it's a swordsman, a chef, or a Shih Tzu, they all have to face the monsters that are rushing over.

This monster is extremely ugly.

Looking from behind, you can only see a tall but thin body, as well as a bright and bright shroud.

Viewed from the front, it looks like a skull mummy.

The yellowish, dry skin, wrapped around the skull, was unsightly, and the walk creaked like a jammed wooden door.

In the sunken eye sockets, the flames of Youlan flickered and jumped.

The shriveled arteries on both sides of the neck look a little harder than the steel bars.

A pair of bony hands, like eagle claws, nails at least five inches long, and sharp, shiny black, with a metallic luster.

The two iron spike balls on the left and right, one more than one ton, two must have three tons, plus the thick iron chain in the middle, the weight must be at least six or seven tons.

However, such a heavy iron spike ball, in the hands of the monster, played as slippery as a yo-yo.

If you put aside the stiff movement of the joints, it is as light as a yo-yo.

Six or seven tons of things, Wu Yan can lift it now, but he can't play with it.

I don't know where the power of this monster comes from?

Call!

Now is not the time to probe the source of the monster's power, an iron thorn ball, thus descending, a huge shadow, shrouded Wu Yan, making him feel that there is no escape, no retreat.

Fortunately, Wu Yan didn't have to retreat at all.

The frying pan held in his hand, grasped in Wu Yan's hand, was as light as a feather, but when he swung it out, it was like Mount Tai pressing the top.

The pan, bottom-up, is lightweight.

Bang!

The heavy iron spike ball suddenly turned back and smashed on the other side, smashing a deeper hole.

This scene made De Yuxiang's heart completely relaxed.

The iron thorn ball that once made her helpless was easily solved by the prince, and she was impressed by such a strong combat power.

After Lin Zi sobered up, he also followed.

At this moment, it suddenly occurred to him that the prince, who was once weak and needed his comfort, had now transformed into a real dragon, and there was no longer a weak side that needed him to comfort and take care of.

He felt happy at the same time, but also a little lonely, and some self-blame, feeling farther and farther away from the prince.

Lin Zi gritted his teeth and swore that he would ask the prince to reward him with more pills and cultivate the Sunflower Treasure Book more diligently.

The Praetorian Guards who assisted Yuxiang in the battle were all injured and hid aside, and the driver launched an attack, not trying to kill the monster, just to distract the monster and buy some time for Yuxiang to attack or escape.

The cost of this kind of harassment and attack is too great, and at least a dozen people will be killed or injured when the iron spike ball is smashed.

They are all flesh-and-blood warriors of Da Zhou, and they are all lumps of flesh that fell from their mothers.

Now the prince's domineering counterattack made them come out of the shadows one by one subconsciously.

Wu Yan made them feel grounded.

Sure enough, the tall monster, the blue light in its eyes, brighter and more prosperous, spread out from the inside of the eye sockets.

Looks like the monster is already angry.

WhewW......

Two iron spike balls, like spinning wheels, in the hands of monsters, keep turning.

While turning, he swung an iron ball from time to time to attack Wu Yan.

It can be retracted and released freely.

However, Wu Yanyi easily defused the attack, and he was not as embarrassed as Yuxiang to flee.

Don't retreat, move forward.

While parrying the attack of the iron ball, he approached the monster and bullied him.

Left gear, right beat......

The speed is getting faster and faster, and finally the afterimage of the pan covers almost the entire body, and every swing can accurately hit the iron spike ball.

The iron spike ball swung impenetrable, as if there were countless iron spike balls, smashing at Wu Yan at the same time.

Yuxiang was stunned again, this monster really knows how to retain its strength, if she had smashed her like this at the beginning, she would have died a long time ago.

Lin Zi, the Praetorian Guards, and Yuxiang's heart were once again raised to their throats.

In the end, Wu Yan had to wave his hands to defuse the attack of the two iron spike balls.

Wield the Iron Spike Ball, which is a ranged attack.

If you are at close range, the attack or defense formed will be greatly reduced, and once you break through the maximum distance, it will be difficult to swing the iron spike ball to form an effective attack and defense.

This is the reason why Wu Yan does not use the Emperor's Dragon Dian to attack from a distance.

You must know that the momentum exuded by this monster has reached the peak of the strength of the Drying Body Realm, and the vitality golden dragon of the Emperor Dragon Dian will be shattered by the iron spike ball before it attacks the monster's body.

The thankless way of fighting, Wu Yan was unwilling to do this.

He was going to cut through the effective attack range of the Iron Spike Ball and use the Supreme Shovel to shave off the monster's disgusting skull.

Shout!

Wu Yan rushed to the monster and found that his height was only at the monster's waist. He could only jump up with all his might, and when he was about three meters in the air, he swung the Supreme Shovel with lightning speed and slashed at the shriveled neck of the monster.

Click!

The huge anti-seismic force shook Wu Yanhu's mouth numb. It's like a blunt machete, gravity slashing at an iron pillar, and it actually produces sparks. The invincible Supreme Shovel actually only left a shallow trace on the monster's neck.

Wu Yan was surprised for the first time.

You must know that the supreme shovel sharpens iron like clay, even if it cuts steel, it is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

But just cut the head of the monster.

Suck!

Wu Yan gasped, and while shaking his numb right hand, he took a closer look at the Supreme Shovel, fortunately, the Supreme Shovel of the uneven matter was unharmed, not even a trace was left.

The shovel is still powerful, Wu Yan concluded.

Perhaps, perhaps, it is because his own strength is not strong enough to give full play to his strength.

Wu Yan had an intuition that today's Supreme Spatula, with his cultivation in the Yuan Vein Realm, could only exert the strength of the micro end at most, which was equivalent to about one in a billion.

The strength is not enough, and you can only sigh.

Poof, poof......

In the process of Wu Yan's descent, he swung the Supreme Shovel again, slashing at the monster's chest, lower abdomen, thighs, and legs one by one, but the result was not optimistic, and only shallow marks were left. If you look closely, you just cut the sallow skin, but you can't cut the bones.

When his legs reached the ground, Wu Yan was upset.

At the risk of his life, he finally approached the monster, but only a few shallow marks were left, and he was unwilling.

In a fit of rage, the vitality frantically poured into the Supreme Cauldron, and then, with all his strength, he swung at the tall monster.

Bang!

The huge monster, which was hit by the heavy supreme pot, was smashed off the ground and flew out upside down again.

The dry corpse monster pushed sideways, smashed all the way over, and flipped the sawdust in the attic in the Han family's compound.

In the distance, the main building of Han Junhou's mansion completely collapsed, burying the monster under the flying smoke and dust.

All silent!

However, Wu Yan knew that the monster was fine.

The loneliness of the present is only a prelude to the storm.