When Wang Ying finished speaking, the bronze sword in his hand gave the Qingyan Demon Tiger an absolute fatal blow!

I have to say that Wang Ying appeared in a really timely manner, if he took another step at night, he would be gone if he pushed the primary upgrade pill!

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful, and getting 20 pretending to be forced, and the total loading force value is 1680 points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang Ying for successfully killing the second-order peak demon beast,......"

The prompt of the super pretending artifact sounded, Wang Ying quietly wiped a drop of cold sweat from his forehead, and finally caught up before this Qingyan Demon Tiger died, and immediately turned his head to look at Liu Mang, who was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "How is it, fat man, brother arrived in time, right?"

Liu Mang carried the bow and arrow behind him, and after listening to Wang Ying's words, a few black lines suddenly hung down on his forehead, and he squinted at Wang Ying.

Hey, hey, big brother, you can see clearly, it's obvious that I completely subdued the Qingyan Demon Tiger, okay, you said at the last moment that you were going to save me, what did it mean to kill it with a sword, hey?

Bei Xiaoxiao is also puzzled and confused!

Wang Ying straightened his chest, coughed dryly, and then smiled: "Okay, let's hurry up and hunt the third-order demon beasts, so as to exercise your adaptability in the face of powerful opponents." ”

Liu Mang was immediately frightened when he heard this, he thought that Wang Ying would praise him no matter what, but he didn't expect that he would talk about exercising when he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, and a Qingyan Demon Tiger would make him so embarrassed, if he waited for Wang Ying to ask him to "exercise" with the third-order demon beast, wouldn't he die in the mouth of the demon beast in minutes?

I thought that with Wang Ying's team, he would definitely be able to win the first place in this first level, but he didn't expect this first place, but he was asked to put the knife on his neck and fight the demon beast.

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Mang's face was bitter, all his thoughts were discouraged, and he wanted to die.

Wang Ying is clearly trying to kill him!

Seeing Liu Mang's appearance like this, he thought that he had misunderstood, frowned, and said with a smile: "Fatty, what do you want, if you encounter a third-order demon beast, my brother will definitely not let you go head-to-head with it, you can rest assured, go, continue to hurry!"

Wang Ying laughed and patted Liu Mang's shoulder, which made Liu Mang shiver coldly, wanting to cry without tears.

The boundless Lianyun Mountains, the terrain and environment are extremely complex, swamps appear in the jungle from time to time, some sections of the road will be filled with a layer of dense fog, affecting the sight of human beings, and there are cliffs and broken walls, leaving mountains and rivers, making it more difficult for Wang Ying to move forward with two teammates.

The activities in the depths of Yuanyang Ridge are almost all third-order demon beasts comparable to the realm of human martial arts, and when they arrive here, except for Wang Ying's team of three people, there must be no other team that dares to come to such a dangerous place.

According to the rules of the hunting competition, a third-order demon beast is equivalent to ten second-order demon beasts, five demon beasts comparable to a half-step martial artist, and so on, it can be said that Wang Ying kills a third-order demon beast, which is basically equal to other people's ten, this gap is there, and it is a little difficult not to win the championship.

is the so-called good bird chooses trees to perch, which is also the biggest reason why the fat man wants to team up with Wang Ying, but his little abacus seems to have been seen through by Wang Ying, so he was ruthlessly pitted.

The sunset has gradually set in the west, the sky has gradually darkened, coupled with the perennial dense fog around them, ordinary people in this environment, I am afraid that they can't even see the scenery five meters away, but as a cultivator, his eyes are naturally several times sharper than ordinary people, and walking in this dense forest, the impact is not great.

The living environment of demon beasts is several times more cruel than that of humans, and every day there is one battle after another, and the air has been shrouded in a smell of blood, and under this sunset, there is an indescribable desolation.

"The hunt begins. Out of the dense forest surrounded by mist, the corners of Wang Ying's mouth outlined a shallow smile, and he took out the shining green dog beating stick from the storage space, as well as the corpse of the Qingyan Demon Tiger.

With a loud "boom", the corpse of the Qingyan Demon Tiger was thrown to the ground by Wang Ying, and a disgusting smell of blood emanated from the corpse, which quietly permeated the surroundings.

"Big brother, what are you doing, you won't be ......" Liu Mang's small eyes widened at the moment, to be honest, Wang Ying's move instantly scared him away, trembling all over, and cold sweat flowed, but before he finished speaking, in the forest, which was still a little quiet just now, suddenly there was a burst of beast roars, making Liu Mang only feel that his head was blank.

It's over, he should have thought of it a long time ago, Wang Ying is a complete madman, he shouldn't have teamed up with him, the fat man is so bitter in his heart.

The smell of blood that permeated the corpse of the Qingyan Demon Tiger was like a fuse, making the depths of Yuanyang Ridge under the setting sun boil.

"Xiaoxiao, you hide behind me, watch me fight carefully, learn the experience of fighting with fierce beasts, fatty, you are by the side, seize the opportunity, and exercise your piercing ability. Wang Ying heard the sound of a beast roar, and immediately showed a satisfied smile, and said to the two people next to him, in his eyes, the cold killing intent and battle intent were constantly flickering.

The beast roar closest to Wang Ying and the three of them was actually as sharp, piercing, and short as a rooster's crow, but it was several times more difficult to hear than a rooster's crow, and Wang Ying had never heard such a strange beast roar.

Suddenly, a huge demon beast that looked like a war chicken, a burst of hot and fierce flames erupted from the chicken's mouth, forming a ball of fire, spraying towards the place where Wang Ying and the three of them were, forming a perfect parabola in the void, and where the huge body of the flamingo passed, a gust of demon wind rolled up, making the ancient trees around them sway from side to side.

Wang Ying's expression remained unchanged, and a cluster of faint white flames suddenly burst out from the palm of his right hand, followed by a push forward, and flew towards the dazzling and blazing fire ball at great speed, and immediately, a strange scene appeared, the fire ball spewed out by the flamingo was actually frozen into an ice sculpture by Wang Ying's bone spirit cold fire, and it fell to the ground at great speed, shattering.

The figure flashed, and a large area of blazing thunder and lightning was born under his feet, and Wang Ying jumped up, his body was like a cannonball flashing with the light of thunder and lightning, and he swept out dozens of meters in an instant.

With a loud "bang", Wang Ying's eyes shone brightly, and the dog-beating stick in his hand turned into a dazzling blue shadow.

Flamingo obviously didn't expect the speed and momentum of a half-step martial artist to be so powerful, a sharp beast roar sounded, and the flamingo fluttered its fiery red wings, wanting to accelerate the speed of its body and dodge Wang Ying's powerful blow, but everything was just useless, and the dog stick had already smashed down in an instant.

(End of chapter)