"Everyone is surrounded by the wall, Huang Yan, protect them!"

Wen Yiming flashed out and gave orders directly.

The Black-Winged Lynx at the peak of the seventh order was equivalent to the strength of the peak of the ninth layer of the Martial Saint, and he could no longer hide it, unless he didn't care about the life and death of this group of people.

The black-winged lynx has two wings, which is more ferocious than ordinary beasts of the same level, and it is like a tiger with wings.

Under the eyes of the oracle, he knew everything, this fierce beast was extremely fast in the air, and it was too late to summon the snow ape shuttle for everyone to enter, and there was only one battle.

The three major stunts of the Black-Winged Lynx, 100-meter short-range teleportation without time limit, Hidden Claw, doubles the attack of the next grab after strong concealment, and Blackwing Sealing Slash, the wings slash vertically and horizontally form a blockade defense, which can offset nearly forty percent of the lethality.

The three extremely difficult stunts made Wen Yiming not dare to hesitate at all, and directly sacrificed the dragon spear.

"What are you doing?" He Li Teng stood up, this person made several stubbles, which made him extremely unhappy.

And the next moment, I saw Huang Yankeng sacrifice his long sword with a loud voice, and shouted: "Stand back!"

And in the woods ahead, a pair of green eyes full of bloodthirsty murderous intent actually came slowly in the midst of the rope stepping on the dead branches and leaves.

The golden tiger without black stripes looks a bit like a cat, with black and shiny wings on both sides.

"Black-winged bobcat... Seventh-Order Peak!"

Huang Yan's back was numb, he had been carrying the men around to hunt for curiosities for a long time, it was impossible for him not to know this brutal beast, as a martial saint, he knew better the combat power of the black-winged lynx.

Qian Xunyang and the others were so frightened that they couldn't make a sound, and said secretly, it's over.

They didn't hear much from Huang Yan about these fierce beasts that ranked number one in the Extreme Dao Ridge, and they were probably targeted in the process of being chased and killed by the Dark Demon Sect.

"It's... What is this kid doing... What are you doing..."

He Li shuddered, looking at Wen Yiming standing in front of him with a spear, he admired this guy's courage in his heart, although he thought that Wen Yiming didn't know this fierce beast, but the momentum that erupted in those green eyes could definitely be felt as a military general.

"Ah Qiu, escape in the air, we can't control the air..."

Huang Yan may not have said a word, in the exclamation of everyone, Wen Yiming's feet suddenly exploded, and he had already brought up a string of afterimages, and went straight to the black-winged lynx.

At that moment, the dragon and tiger were decisively activated, and between the four of them, the potential exploded, and the battle howl was released.

"Uh... Roar!"

As the shock wave swept through the stump and leaves, the essence blood exploded.

The red mist came out of the shattered clothes, and the killing intent realm locked on the Blackwing Lynx at the same time, and launched the realm force punishment.

Wen Yiming didn't dare to have the slightest reservation, the combat power of the Black-Winged Lynx was strictly speaking comparable to the Martial Saint Nine-Layer Great Perfection, even under the suppression of killing intent, its strength still made him jealous.

'Whew... Roar!'

The Blackwing Lynx roared at the same time as his howl, and a hideous look flashed in his eyes as his body moved slightly.

When its short-range teleportation was activated, it was interrupted by Wen Yiming's three wisps of finger wind.

Unable to launch teleportation within five breaths, Wen Yiming's feet rushed violently, and the dragon spear turned into a knife and rolled out.

He didn't dare to blast out the artistic conception of a single kill, the black-winged lynx would inevitably be strong and hidden, although he had a perceptual lock, it was very likely to miss in his natural instinct.

'Sonorous ——!'

As Wen Yiming expected, the other party was really hidden, and as soon as Fang disappeared and flashed, he was forced to use his wings to seal the killing intent blade of the group killing artistic conception.

The Black Wing's wings were comparable to a divine weapon, and he resisted the wind of the slash without using the Black Wing Sealing Slash, and only shot twenty meters backwards in his hole cards.

"It's him!"

Huang Yan was so shocked that he couldn't close his jaws, and when Wen Yiming howled, he understood that the roaring breath he had shared, it was extremely familiar and unforgettable.

At this moment, it is self-evident that the black-winged lynx was shocked twenty meters away, the peak of the seventh order, one paw can slap his existence to death, and the blood in his heart is boiling, what kind of person is this, so young, the cultivation revealed at this moment is still lower than him, and the middle of the fourth layer of the martial king is only.

He Li and the others also completely collapsed, and the violence that Wen Yiming showed in an instant was almost more shocking than when they heard the name of the Blackwing Lynx.

Their minds were completely confused, was this still the kind and haggard man just now? He Li laughed at him several times of provocation.

And He Li didn't expect these at all, only admiration, the kind of five-body throwing.

He is not alone, the strong, always respected and feared.

'Poof——!'

The strong man in the eyes of everyone was shot nearly 100 meters by the black-winged lynx that rushed forward, and the click of broken branches along the way sounded.

Hidden claws, the attack after the strong concealment doubled, and Wen Yiming's blow failed to thwart its sharpness.

The black-winged lynx also crashed into the big tree and flew more than 50 meters in the anti-earthquake, and when a man and a beast bounced up, a red light flashed in his eyes, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of Wen Yiming's mouth.

The forging body cultivation of the fierce beast is not comparable to that of humans, and the black-winged lynx is the best among them, almost reaching the limit of the early stage of the god of war.

He knew that he had misjudged and that the actual combat power of this thing had exceeded his expectations.

The tiger's mouth was numb and he charged again, it had already been two breaths, he couldn't get too far away from it, and the teleportation interrupted that he hadn't cultivated to his home yet, and the distance was too far to succeed.

Feline beasts are never afraid to go head-to-head, and confrontation is their favorite.

"Ho ah——!"

Wen Yiming rushed to the extreme, and the dragon spear burst out of his hands.

The cold killing intent screamed in the wind, and the silver rays were as cold as ice.

Spearhead Rainbow!

'Ang ——!'

The dragon's groans drowned out the black-winged lynx's roar.

'Sonorous ——!'

The silver mang revealed its true body in a forbidden black shadow sword wind, and was intercepted by its black wing seal.

Even so, the sound of branches breaking and breaking was heard one after another in the sound of the tremor.

Fifty meters away, the black-winged lynx slammed into the ground, and when it turned over, its eyes were already blood-red, and its claws were shooting wildly, almost like a mad dog running wild.

Buzzing and trembling, the dragon lance returned to his hand.

Wen Yiming ignored the Black-Winged Lynx and went crazy on the spot, and the Dragon Lance threw three blows in a row between the ups and downs, one of which triggered a shocking rainbow, causing the Black-Winged Lynx to be shaken away as soon as it pounced.

'Whoosh!'

The black-winged lynx teleported and hidden, unlocking it in Wen Yiming's finger wind blast.

Terrible!

Wen Yiming secretly admired, this guy is not brainless, the dragon spear slashed diagonally on the ground and closed his eyes to perceive it carefully.

The Black-Winged Lynx will never leave, this fierce beast is like Wu Xiu, it also has a conceited arrogance, and will never retreat when it is not mortally threatened.

He believed that this guy must have lurked after teleporting, otherwise he would definitely be able to sense it under the tracking of the oracle.

The black-winged lynx teleported no more than a hundred meters, a dangerous distance, and he held his breath.

At this time, Huang Yan, Mo Zhiyong and the others all opened their eyes wide, the scene was quiet and weird, and they could not control their heartbeat.

Because the bulging strong meridians on Wen Yiming's chest are too familiar.

Dragon Swallow Beidou!

That's the mark of the Scourge badge, and the Divine Seal of the Divine Seal of the Law of the Scourge also has the Scourge badge.

"Writer!"

"Teacher!"

Huang Yan, Qian Xunyang, and Mo Zhiyong whispered almost at the same time, making everyone's eyes straighten, especially He Li, whose expression was quite outstanding.

(End of chapter)