On the next journey, some spirit beasts suddenly appeared from time to time and attacked the team, but there were not many of them, and they were quickly taken care of by Gong Lin, but this also caused Jing Qing's doubts.

"According to Gong Lin, this road should have been cleared, and there won't be many spirit beasts, but it's just half a day...... What the hell is going on? ”

"No, it's a pack of wolves."

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a gray-furred wolf emerged from a dense bush and let out a very terrifying wolf howl.

Behind it, medium-sized wolf beasts with sturdy physiques and fiery fur rushed out and rushed towards the monk.

"Second-order medium-sized spirit beast, Violent Wolf Beast."

Gong Lin was suddenly stunned, and his heart sank.

The combat power of spirit beasts of the same level is also different, just like a rabbit of the second order, naturally it can't beat the wolf, this is because of the race.

As a large carnivorous spirit beast, the Tyrant Wolf Beast is naturally extremely strong in combat power, and the weakest individual can also be completely compared to a monk of the sixth level of Qi cultivation.

Moreover, they still appeared in groups, and there was a third-order wolf king in them.

"It seems that this mission is really going to be tragic."

Gong Lin shook his head and smiled bitterly, although the wolves could not threaten him, a monk in the foundation building period, they were completely able to kill the dozen or so rookie qi cultivators when he was fighting.

Because of him, the doppelganger lacks skills.

"If you can keep a few, keep a few."

Gong Lin released the flying sword, waved his hand and took out a small golden needle, flicked his fingers, and disappeared in an instant.

Then, the most forward-rushing wolf beast fell with a thud.

The golden light burst, and the golden needle suddenly drilled out of the head of the wolf beast and returned to Gong Lin's hand, but the golden light on it was obviously much dimmer, revealing a gray color.

Without time to hesitate, carrying this momentum, Gong Lin commanded the flying sword, and the three swords that were differentiated suddenly merged into one, once again splitting a violent wolf beast into two.

"There's no time to retreat, rush, hurry up, the violent wolf beast has strong limbs and claws, but the speed is not fast, and it can't keep up with the flame horse."

"As long as you escape, there is a chance of survival."

Listening to Gong Lin's words, Jing Qing pierced his sword on the horse's ass, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the violent wolf beasts. In fact, this is also the character of sword cultivation, like a sword, the sword is forward, nothing is broken, and it never retreats.

Lin Yuan, who was following Jing Qing, hesitated for a while, but finally gritted his teeth and ran forward with Jing Qing.

Except for these two, the others were either stunned on the spot, trembling all over, or struggling to turn their horses' heads in a vain attempt to escape.

Meet on a narrow road - the brave wins.

Drawing the sword out of the sheath, Jing Qing's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly bloomed with two extremely sharp brilliance, just like the cold light reflected by the sword blade, stabbing people's eyes.

A tyrannical wolf beast the size of a calf swooped in with its claws, and its momentum was fierce, especially the ferocious light radiating from the wolf's eyes, and the tyrannical roar.

A timid person can easily be deterred and admit that he will be slaughtered.

The sword heart was clear, almost eye to eye with the violent wolf beast, and the nose could smell the unpleasant smell of the wolf's mouth, but Jing Qing was still calm in his heart, and swung his sword to stab it in the abdomen.

The sword moves with the heart, and the benefit of the sword heart is subtle, although there is no time to practice the sword, but Jingqing's swordsmanship is still advancing by leaps and bounds with the increase of the time of the sword.

Because of him, he communicates with the sword in his hand all the time.

Through the gap in the claws of the Violent Wolf Beast, Jing Qing commanded the blade of the sword to go straight forward until the hilt was blocked by the claws, after all, it was a short sword, too short.

Poof!

The extremely sharp sword qi gently spat out, piercing through the steel-like fur of the Tyrant Wolf Beast, breaking through the hard muscles, and piercing its heart.

The wolf beast was in disbelief, its head lowered, its claws hung weakly, and its eyes were no longer as fierce as before, gradually losing their luster and dimming.

On the big tree in the distance, the black-robed monk Yuan Hong took the eldest grandson Jing to watch the battle, and he didn't mean to make a move at all.

"Fast, accurate, ruthless, and most importantly, fearless, such a powerful fighting talent, plus his cultivation, Jing'er, he has indeed surpassed you."

With a sound of clothes, Yuan Hong suddenly spoke.

"Hmph, but he's going to die soon, and those who die can't continue to surpass me."

Shaking his head disdainfully, the eldest grandson said resentfully.

"Jing'er, you did a very good job this time, you have to remember that in the face of an opponent who is difficult to defeat, it is very correct to choose to borrow other strengths, and the spirit seduction powder is a very good choice."

"Dead geniuses, no one cares, only alive, can go further."

Yuan Hong nodded approvingly, complimenting and mentioning it.

"If he escapes, please ask Uncle Yuan to do it."

The eldest grandson smiled smugly and bowed down to Yuan Hong to plead.

"Well, I'll do it myself."

The sleeve robe was flying in the wind, and in Yuan Hong's eyes, there was a murderous opportunity.

There was no time to retract the dagger.

Jing Qing propped his hand on the horse's back, using his wrist strength, suddenly twisted his waist, and the blade of the sword moved slightly, relying on the sharpness of the sword qi, forcibly tearing the body of the violent wolf beast.

At this time, the Flame Horse had already led him into the wolves, and the half-human-tall wolf beasts surrounded him, staring at a pair of cold and cruel eyes, and launched an attack.

Jing Qing's heart was already clear at this moment.

Except for the sword in his hand and the wolf beast in front of him, all distracting thoughts were expelled from his mind.

The short sword danced, the almost transparent sword qi, the sharpness was not inferior to the divine weapon, and after quickly cutting off the claws of a violent wolf beast, it shot out, blood splashed, and the sword qi hit the eyes of another violent wolf beast and drilled into the skull.

"Whew."

Two wolf roars in succession, after losing three of their kind, these wolf beasts also scooped up a special move, the fur on their whole body tightened, and then petrified, and their black fur turned into the texture of a rock.

This is the spell petrification of the Tyrant Wolf Beast's housekeeper.

These guys, who are known for their rage, are already infinitely powerful, their fur is similar to steel, and once they are petrified, their defense will be greatly increased and their attack power will be doubled.

The Storm Wolf Beast also seemed to know that the other party's attack was not something that his body could withstand, this time it was no longer a pounce, but a shrunken body, kicked its hind limbs on the ground fiercely, and slammed into Jing Qing with its head held high.

"No, the Flame Horse can't withstand such an impact."

Jing Qing's heart froze, and he kicked the horse's abdomen, urging the sword qi again, and slashing towards the violent wolf beast.

The sword qi slashed across the head of the wolf beast, touching the rock-like fur, only to feel the blade of the sword stagnate slightly, blocked by the tough wolf skin, although it still cut off its head smoothly next.

But this momentary barrier gave him no chance to stop the assault of another violent wolf beast.