Lin Fan slashed through the air, not scaring those star beasts, but instead making them even more crazy after being stunned for a while.

Under the leadership of the remaining six star beast leaders, the group of star beasts that had already developed a fear of Lin Fan now surged up again.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, the momentum of the attack of the star beasts surrounding the Terran cultivators became more and more frenzied.

The pressure on everyone is multiplied in an instant.

Even though they relied on various means, everyone was still able to stabilize the formation, but under the desperate attack of those star beasts, the defensive formation also became shaky.

"Peng!"

Lin Fan dropped his fist and blasted the head of a star beast in front of him into pieces, and swung the demon in his right hand, blasting the star beasts upside down, and some of the unlucky ones were directly cut in half.

From time to time, a touch of green light swept by, and the corpse of the star beast that collapsed on the ground would disappear.

Almost every few breaths, one or even several star beasts would fall into Lin Fan's hands, turning them into food for him to refine the essence of life.

And those beast cores were naturally put away by him, ready to wait until this matter was over for the demon slayer to absorb.

With the replenishment of Jiuli's life essence, even if he had maintained such a high-intensity battle, Lin Fan's combat power had not decreased.

But even so, Lin Fan was confined to the same place at the moment, and it became extremely difficult to move forward.

Because every time Lin Fan cooked the star beasts that pounced on him, there would be more star beasts on the periphery.

Besiege Lin Fan.

The goal of these star beast leaders is very clear, that is, to besiege Lin Fan here at the cost of the life of the star beast.

And lost the existence of Lin Fan, a strong man who could kill the leader of the star beast with one sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, those star beast leaders also went crazy.

Attacking the three princes and others, sometimes even fighting with them at the expense of exchanging injuries for injuries.

And those ordinary star beasts are even more crazy, and many star beasts even directly activate the unique desperate skill of the star beast clan, that is, rage.

Once it goes berserk, after the first battle, even if the star beast will not die, it will also cause heavy damage to the body due to excessive urging power, even if it is with the body of these star beasts, it is extremely difficult to make up for it without long-term cultivation.

In just a few tens of breaths.

There were already cultivators who had fallen because of this sudden rampaging beast herd.

The screams were mixed with the roar of the star beast, and it was almost incessant.

And on the battlefield of several leaders, the situation is also a little bad.

The third prince, Feng Xingyu, was entangled by the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, and did not give him a chance to get out at all.

As a well-deserved top clan among the star beasts, the blood flowing in this Howling Moon Sky Wolf is very noble.

The identity of the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf is not worse than that of the heir of the Three Princes, the Emperor of the Wind and Feather.

And among the Star Beast clan, the status is obtained by strength.

can command the beasts, and its strength is naturally undoubted.

Coupled with its extremely fast speed, even if this Howling Moon Celestial Wolf was facing Feng Xingyu, the strongest person of the current younger generation of the Celestial Dynasty, he was fighting extremely hard against it at the moment.

As for the other mountain moving beast that was not inferior to the Howling Moon Sky Wolf in terms of bloodline, it was lazily fighting with those two strong men in the army at the moment.

If it weren't for the extremely tacit understanding between the two, and the two of them just wanted to entangle this mountain moving beast, instead of fighting with it.

So they have been adopting the tactics of wandering and harassing, and it is estimated that the two of them have already burped.

Because the mountain moving beast is extremely powerful, it can easily blast a big hole in the ground with a single blow, although it is said that only the three-grade mountain moving beast can not really move the mountain, but it is not a big problem to smash a small mountain.

But fortunately, although this mountain moving beast is extremely powerful, its movement speed is not fast, and it is even a little lazy in battle, and it is extremely reluctant to move.

Therefore, the two of them relied on good speed and extremely balanced strength in all aspects, and when the two joined forces, they were able to entangle it and prevent it from stepping into those ordinary cultivators.

And this mountain moving beast didn't seem to be particularly interested in this battle, even though the Howling Moon Wolf on the side roared at it, but it still maintained its own rhythm.

And in the south of that camp, Chu Fei held a sword alone and blocked in front of a purple-scaled lion covered in purple scale armor.

The battle between the two was a bit tragic.

At this time, Chu Fei's white robe had turned into a strip of rotten cloth, and on his chest, three paw prints were imprinted on his chest, and traces of blood seeped out from under his skin.

Chu Fei was a little indifferent to the injuries he had received, an armor composed of sword qi was wrapped around his body, and under the armor, Chu Fei's lips were pursed, and his eyes stared at the purple-scaled lion not far away without a trace of fluctuation, looking extremely cold.

Opposite him, the purple-scaled lion, who originally had an extremely beautiful purple scale armor, now had many broken scales on his body.

However, most of the place was only a few broken scales, and the only scar was that the purple-scaled lion's eyes were full of anger.

On its back, there was a huge wound that was long and long, and at that wound, pieces of purple scale armor the size of a palm were now shattered, revealing the flesh inside, the wound rolled up, and blood continued to gush out, and soon the body of the purple-scaled lion was covered, and the purple scale armor was also dyed with a layer of blood red, which looked extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the purple-scaled lion was already full of anger, but it did not kill it directly as usual.

Instead, he stepped on the ground and slowly walked towards Chu Fei, who also raised his long sword and his breath soared.

"Hiss ......"

In the northern camp, a huge three-colored giant python spat out snake letters, coiling its thick body into a snake formation, and the two diamond-shaped pupils carefully looked at the two brothers with solemn faces, but they had no intention of attacking.

On the opposite side of it, the two brothers with broken swords and broken swords also looked at the three-colored heavenly python with calm faces, and the strangely shaped sword in their hands was withdrawn, and the breath of the two was actually entangled with the giant python under the combination of qi and machine.

Both sides are searching, quietly waiting for the other's mistakes.

Neither side wants to strike first before the other side strikes first.

The two camps, like hunters, have enough patience to wait for their prey to slowly make a mistake and thus have a chance to kill with one blow.