"Whoosh"

A milky white sword suddenly flew in, swept over Jing Qing's body, and burrowed into the head of the violent wolf beast.

With a "plop", the headless wolf corpse fell heavily.

"Let's go."

Gong Lin's imperial envoy flew the sword, flying up and down, and the awe-inspiring sword light forced back several violent wolf beasts that rushed up, giving Jing Qing a little time to breathe.

With Gong Lin's support and sharing most of the pressure, Jing Qing hurriedly drove the flame horse and ran forward.

However, Gong Lin was only one person, and he also had to help the other monks and resist the killing of the wolf beast, so it was impossible to keep his attention on Jing Qing.

Dozens of seconds later, Jing Qing fell into the encirclement of the violent wolf beast again, like falling into a muddy swamp, unable to get out.

One of the wolf beasts was killed by the sword qi, and the other had already pounced, the sharp claws like knives, although they could not pierce the robe that Jing Qing was wearing, but the fierce power contained in it made his body numb, and even had a tendency to fly off the horse's back.

The hand holding the reins grabbed forward, reached into the large mouth of a wolf beast, grabbed the sharp fangs that protruded, and threw it backwards with the help of horsepower, and at the same time, the short sword was sent forward.

"Poof!"

The sword body entered the body, cutting off the heart of the spine together, and this violent wolf beast suddenly died and could not die again.

Suddenly, a spike made entirely of dirt burst out of the ground and stabbed the Flame Horse in the abdomen, causing the Flame Horse to neigh and falling to the ground, immediately bitten by a wolfbeast by its throat.

"What's going on?"

Jing Qing was shocked, put his hand on the horse, and stood firm.

Looking up, a violent wolf beast that was a whole circle larger than an ordinary wolf beast and had gray fur slowly walked over, and the violent wolf beast surrounding Jing Qing retreated in fear.

That is the Violent Wolf Beast King, a third-order spirit beast, whose combat power can be compared to a tenth-level cultivator of Qi training.

The Storm Wolf Beast King stepped on the ground, and another earth thorn rose.

Jing Qing moved forward very keenly, trying to avoid the earth thorns, but found that four more earth thorns had risen together, trapping him.

Urging the spiritual power, a sword qi drew a wonderful semi-circular arc, cutting off the earth thorns in front of him.

The moment Jing Qing left the place, he suddenly found that a thicker earth thorn had risen on the ground where he was standing just now.

"It's so dangerous, even if the earth thorn can't pierce this robe, the force of the impact can completely kill you."

Just when Jing Qing was secretly frightened, the Violent Wolf Beast King had already rushed up, and the speed was so fast that Jing Qing had no time to react at all.

The shadow of death came to his mind, and before Jing Qing could be afraid, a simple and mysterious straight line filled his consciousness and covered the shadow.

The sword heart is clear.

The pain in his whole body disappeared, and in an instant, a simple straight stab clearly flashed in his mind, and Jing Qing involuntarily raised his hand and handed over the sword in his hand along the straight line in his heart.

Although he couldn't see the trajectory of the Tyrant Wolf Beast King, Jing Qing was weird until it would definitely touch his sword.

A sword qi completely drained the spiritual power in the body, and in this mysterious situation, it stabbed out.

Time seemed to have slowed down tenfold, and Jing Qing sensed lightly, and that sword qi passed through the "body", lightly touched the forehead of the Violent Wolf Beast King, and with absolute sharpness, it flew out.

Then, Jing Qing saw the Violent Wolf Beast King appear ten meters in front of him, a mark was concave on his forehead, and the rock-like fur was evenly separated, although he was not dead, a pair of wolf eyes revealed pain.

Wait a minute, body?

Jing Qing was suddenly a little shocked, he actually felt the sword qi leaking out of his body just now, hitting the Violent Wolf Beast King, that is to say, at that moment, the short sword had become a part of his body.

Or rather, the body.

"Hurry up."

A hand suddenly grabbed Jing Qing's clothes, carried him on the horse, and then rode to the dust.

The person who came was naturally Lin Yuan, who had been following Jing Qing and did not suffer from the pressure from the forefront, after the Violent Wolf Beast King appeared, those Violent Wolf Beasts were even more away from him and Jing Qing, rushing towards Gong Lin and them.

Sometimes, the strength is too poor and not noticed, which is also a good thing.

There was a trace of fear in the eyes of the Storm Wolf Beast King, and he hesitated, but did not stop the two from leaving, but roared, driving the Storm Wolf Beast under his command to attack Gong Lin and a group of people frantically.

"I didn't expect him to escape, these wolf beasts are really inhibitable."

On the big tree, the eldest grandson snorted coldly in displeasure, and his face was very ugly.

He was a smart man, and he thought to himself that under the siege of the Tyrant Wolf Beast, he would not be able to escape at all, let alone force the third-order Beast King back.

Jing Qing's appearance was like a slap in the face.

"It doesn't matter, he won't live long."

Yuan Hong patted Changsun Jing's shoulder, took him to drive the flying sword, made a small circle, and chased in the direction of Jing Qing's escape.

Two hours later.

A few miles away by a small lake, the flaming horses paced, occasionally tearing off fresh blades of grass and swallowing them into their stomachs.

"I finally escaped, I thought I would die there."

The clear and cold water slapped his cheeks, and Lin Yuan lay on the muddy ground by the lake, grinning from time to time because of the scars on his body, and with the smile that could not be concealed, it looked very funny.

But the escape from death is indeed worth celebrating.

"It's strange why those spirit beasts are coming at us one after another."

"It's not that the road has been cleared by the Heavenly Gate monks, it stands to reason that so many spirit beasts will never appear in a short period of time."

Jing Qing took a sip of water, a little puzzled.

Spirit animals are spiritual, very intelligent, and most of them have their own territory, and rarely leave, unless there is a natural disaster**, or something is tempting them.

"I don't know, but are we unlucky? It can't be led by someone else. ”

Lin Yuan sat up and touched his head, the same doubt.

"Bring it in."

Jing Qing repeated in a low voice, his heart suddenly lit up, he thought of something, and then shook his head secretly.

"It's unlikely that Changsun Jing did it."

"A child of a big family like him, if he doesn't have enough interests, he will definitely not bite others like a mad dog."

"Wait a minute, I still have that food box in my hand, if I have the chance, just try it, forget it now, the wilderness is too dangerous, if there is really something in the food box, wouldn't it be self-defeating?"

There were many doubts in his heart, and he was thinking, Jing Qing suddenly felt sweat on his forehead, and after wiping it off, he suddenly realized that something was wrong in his heart.

As a monk of the seventh level of Qi cultivation, although he has not yet reached the level of invincibility of cold and heat, it is impossible to sweat if he has not reached the high temperature of sixty degrees.

If something is abnormal, it is a demon.

Other words......

There is danger!