Looking at the blurred figure, Wang Gan was a little puzzled, could this be reinforcements?

Wang Qian didn't leave in a panic, and was going to take a look first.

With an abrupt stop, stabilizing his body, Wang Gan's hands quickly sealed, his body was shrouded in thunder and lightning, and his breath was furious, like an ancient beast.

All kinds of martial arts mysteries circulated in his heart and converged on Wang Gan's right fist.

He had just awakened the Burial Thunder Technique, and he didn't have time to fuse into the Vientiane Divine Fist, otherwise, the power of the Vientiane Divine Fist could be raised to a higher level.

"Kill!"

Wang Gan shouted, a punch blasted out, and the power of violent thunder and lightning lingered around the fist shadow of the Vientiane Divine Fist, and the fierce wind and waves swept the earth, extremely fierce.

This punch went straight towards the frost wolf.

Because the Frost Giant Wolf is weaker than the Red Blood Thunder Python, those two ghost flowers are too far away from him.

The boundless black mist appeared fragile in front of the Vientiane Divine Fist, and it was torn apart in an instant, and the terrifying fist shadow passed through the black mist and blasted towards the frost giant wolf.

The Frost Giant Wolf's face changed, and he looked a little frightened, the scene of Wang Gan breaking its claws with one punch before was deeply imprinted in its heart, and now it is here again, and this punch is obviously much more powerful than before.

"Whew!"

The frost giant wolf roared at the red-blooded thunder python, the red-blooded thunder python was a little disdainful, a high-level demon soldier, he didn't dare to resist this punch, and he had to ask it for help.

DisdainAlthough disdainful, the Red Blood Thunder Python still hurried to support the past.

A large amount of thunder and lightning suddenly poured out of the body of the red-blooded thunder python, and the crimson skin became hotter and hotter, and then a crimson giant tail fell from the sky, wrapped in the power of violent wind and thunder, and slashed towards the fist shadow.

The frost giant wolf followed, the hair on his body was like a strip of ice, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, and his entire body was like an ice sculpture, and an ice crystal claw shadow carried a piercing ice power to swing out.

Bang!

The thunderbolt tail and the ice crystal claw shadow landed on the fist shadow at the same time, exploding instantly, the earth shook, and the wind and waves roared.

The two demon soldiers were shocked dozens of meters away at the same time, and there were more blood marks on the giant tail of the red-blooded thunder python, and the claws of the ice crystal giant wolf were shattered again.

The Red Blood Thunder Python looked shocked and couldn't believe that Wang Gan, who had been pressed and beaten by them, still had such combat power.

In fact, after Wang Gan threw this punch, he was already at the end of the crossbow, his injuries were serious, and his spiritual energy was exhausted.

If that figure was not a reinforcement, Wang Qian could only leave, because he basically had no combat ability.

As the distance quickly pulled in, the figure became clearer and clearer.

Before the figure arrived, a huge sword arrived first, the sword was huge, the sword body was blue-green, with a faint cold light, and the hilt was a golden dragon carving, which looked extremely majestic and extremely sharp.

Zheng!

The green giant sword was as fast as lightning, and Wang Qian only felt a green light flash in front of him, and a ghost flower was cut in two in an instant.

The huge petals smashed to the ground, and the fierce sword qi not only eroded the body of the ghost flower, but also quickly dissipated the vitality.

The Frost Giant Wolf and the Red Blood Thunder Python looked at the scene in front of them, their eyes were round, their eyes were full of horror, and with one sword, they actually killed a demon soldier-level ghost flower, or the high-level demon soldier.

The remaining ghost flower of the mid-level demon soldier watched his companion die in front of him, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and fled.

At the same time, a wisp of white gas floated up from the corpse of the ghost flower, and was transformed into a pure aura by the jade pendant, allowing Wang Qian to absorb it.

The Frost Giant Wolf and the Red Blood Thunder Python glanced at each other, ran away, and slashed the ghost flower of the high-level demon soldiers with one sword, indicating that the figure in the distance was also the peak of the Lingtai Realm at the most, and even the Spirit Pill Realm.

"Want to run?"

A disdainful laugh sounded, the figure had already arrived, and Wang Qianding looked at it, it turned out to be Dugufeng's senior.

Dugu Feng smiled at Wang Gan, with a wave of his arm, the green giant sword rose into the sky again, like a dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, and like a light swallow, the sword rose.

Suddenly, like lightning, a sword took away the life of another ghost flower.

As a demon soldier-level spirit, the vitality of the ghost flower is actually very tenacious, but the green giant sword, with its terrifying sword aura, can quickly wear out their vitality.

This scene is really a silver light in the courtyard, thousands of miles have swallowed the blood of the Huns, Wang Qian can only describe it like this.

"Could this be the swordsmanship of the Shushan Sword Sect?" Wang Qian muttered.

Another ghost flower was killed, and the Frost Giant Wolf and the Red Blood Thunder Python were even more frightened, and ran desperately with all their might.

Dugu Feng's eyes froze, and two essences of light shot out from his eyes, and the green giant sword burst out with earth-shattering sword intent, and Sen Han's sword qi was filled with the breath of death, as if it could tear everything apart.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The next moment, the green giant sword shook, and suddenly transformed into thousands of small swords, suspended in the air, the cyan sword rainbow was dazzling, and the sword qi soared into the sky.

"Hurry!"

Dugu Feng pinched the law in his hand, his fingers shook rapidly in the air, leaving an afterimage of the Dao, and then his body half-knelt down, and with a finger of his arm, thousands of cyan swords surged, and all of them were shrouded in cyan light in the sky.

The thousand cyan swords were divided into two parts, and they were respectively slaughtered towards the Frost Giant Wolf and the Red Blood Thunder Python, like a dragon going out to sea, converging into a cyan dragon, extremely fierce.

Shout......

The sound of breaking the air sounded one after another, and the faces of the Frost Giant Wolf and the Red Blood Thunder Python changed drastically, and they didn't dare to resist at all, so they could only run wildly like crazy.

However, no matter how fast they are, they are still not as fast as those sword rays.

The dragon condensed by the cyan sword, with a momentum like a bamboo, roared past the bodies of the two demon soldiers.

In the blink of an eye, the huge bodies of the two demon beasts turned into a cloud of broken flesh and scattered in all directions.

didn't even scream, and the two demon soldiers were killed in seconds.

"No, sir, so fierce!"

Wang Qian couldn't believe the scene in front of him, two high-level demon soldiers died like this, is this the Zhenzong of Shushan Sword Sect Peerless Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect?

At this point, all the five demon soldiers were ambushed, and the remaining demon beasts and ghost flowers scattered and fled, and the monks began to fight back.

In large-scale battles, morale is the most important, and once morale is low, it is a defeat like a mountain.

Dugu Feng looked at Wang Qian and said, "You go to clean up the battlefield, I'll go and see where Bai Fei is?"

As soon as the words fell, Dugu Feng stepped on the flying sword, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the right city gate.

After absorbing the white gas from the corpses of the Frost Giant Wolf and the Red Blood Thunder Python, Wang Qian recovered a lot of aura and turned to chase down the demon beasts that were scattered and fleeing.

In fact, Wang Qian really wanted to go over with Dugu Feng, where did Bai Fei go, but there were two demon generals.

If both demon soldiers were killed, how much aura would there be! The aura in the corpse of the demon general was enough to be worth hundreds of demon soldiers.

But there was no way, the monk troops behind Wang Qian suffered heavy casualties, and the ammunition was almost gone, and his departure was equivalent to letting the demon beast leave in vain.

Wang Gan held the Qingfeng sword, his body was as fast as lightning, and with a flicker, he caught up with a big demon, and the sword light flashed, taking away its life.

Although Wang Qian was seriously injured, it was still very easy to kill the big demon.

The situation reversed in an instant, and Wang Qian and the monk team scattered, frantically chasing and killing the demon beasts.

The remaining ammunition poured out of the nest, intercepting the retreat of the demon beast and the ghost flower.

Every second, nearly ten demon beasts died, and a large amount of red gas and white gas were absorbed by Wang Gan.

The injuries on his body are rapidly recovering, and the consumed spiritual energy is also rapidly recovering.

A few minutes later, except for a few small fish and shrimp that escaped, the other demon beasts and ghost flowers were all ambushed.

And Wang Gan's second-layer spiritual platform was also cast in a small part, only about one-forty or fifty-tenth.

When the Lingtai Realm casts the Lingtai, the next layer of Lingtai requires more spiritual energy than the previous Lingtai.

For example, Wang Qian, casting the second layer of the spiritual platform requires more spiritual energy than casting the first layer of the spiritual platform.

The casting of the third layer of the spiritual platform will also be more than the second layer, and so on.

Although Wang Qian absorbed the aura from the corpses of the five demon soldiers, as well as the aura from the corpses of dozens of big demons, it was still a drop in the bucket.

On the path of cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve, and some monks in the Lingtai realm may not be able to cast a layer of Lingtai in two or three years.

The path of cultivation is to go against the sky, and if there is no opportunity, we have to compete for cultivation resources, with heaven and earth, with people, and with all things.

If you want to become stronger, you need to constantly compete for resources.

Why do demons want to attack human cities, it is because they want to compete for more resources, not only do the human race have pills, nutrient solutions, and weapons, but the human body, for demons, is the best cultivation resource.

Although the overall strength of the demons is better than that of humans, and there are many natural treasures in the deep mountains, the base of demons is too much, and the resources are simply not enough.

Most of the demon races are very polarized, the strong are very strong, and the weak are very weak.

Just like the ghost flower clan, there is only one demon general-level leader, and two demon soldier-level ghost flowers, the difference in strength is too great.

After cleaning up the demon beasts and the ghost flower clan, Wang Qian called a monk and asked about the casualties.

After listening to the report, Wang Qian was in a mixed mood and was very depressed.

Of the two hundred and twenty monks, thirty were killed, more than 100 were seriously wounded, and the rest were all wounded.

Many seriously injured monks basically said goodbye to their cultivation.

Unless there is a natural treasure that can cure the dark diseases in their bodies.

Wang Gan stood in front of the city gate, watching the fierce battle in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

Thirty bodies, covered with white cloths, lay on the ground, where there were not only the stumps of demons, but also the stumps of humans.

Many people's arms or thighs were bitten off by demon beasts, and the blood flowed endlessly.

Some of the monks' bodies were gnawed off a piece of flesh by demon beasts, and the scene was extremely bloody.

The pungent smell of blood rose to the sky, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Wang Qian leaned on the city gate, he could only sigh non-stop, very helpless, the human race is still not strong enough, only if he is strong, the demons will not dare to invade.

In this battle, the only thing to be thankful for is that only thirty people were sacrificed, and if ordinary people came down to participate in the battle, the casualty rate would be even more unacceptable.

Even if there were monks blocking the demon beasts below, there were nearly ten ordinary soldiers on the city wall, and they were eaten by the demon beasts that rushed up the city wall.