A quarter of an hour had passed since the plan began, and at this time, the Falling Moon Valley was full of mountains and a sea of fire, crackling and popping sound everywhere, and thick smoke billowing everywhere.

The martial arts arena has been illuminated transparently, and Mu Yang is shrunk in a small corner, his eyes are hooked, always paying attention to the changes around him.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in from outside the door, and Mu Yang hurriedly shouted: "It's coming!

However, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi still stayed where they were, and they had no intention of lighting the fuse.

Wen Qian squinted at Mu Yang, then walked to the figure and said, "Third Senior Brother, why are you here?"

Mu Yang rubbed his eyes at this time, and found that the person who came was actually Shen Gaolin!

"You big guy scared me, I didn't look at what the circle was doing here, I thought the werewolves were coming. Muyang stood up and complained quite dissatisfied.

Shen Gaolin said solemnly: "There are other people watching the magic circle, and now this place is more important, Wang Liang asked me to come over to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

It turned out that he came to support, with this sentence, Mu Yang can finally put his heart in his stomach, Shen Gaolin, like Wang Liang, is a first-generation disciple, and his strength is ranked first among the disciples of the entire Falling Moon Valley, not counting his own combat strength, these four people should work together to deal with werewolves.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Mu Yang hid himself again, and Shen Gaolin also chose a good position and was ready to fight at any time.

After almost a hundred breaths, Brother Dog became serious, "Here we are." ”

"Do you smell it?" Brother Dog has a sensitive nose, this is something that Muyang has seen a long time ago, the last time he saw a werewolf in Mengxi Pavilion, it is estimated that at that time, Brother Dog had already remembered its smell.

"yes, it's almost there, remind them. ”

"Good. ”

Mu Yang tried his best to keep his voice low, put his hands on the corners of his mouth to form a trumpet, and shouted in a low voice to the four people: "Hey~ The werewolf is coming~ Get ready." ”

Although Mu Yang's voice was very small, but in this quiet atmosphere, everyone's spirit was highly tense, and even the sound of breathing was particularly obvious, they naturally heard Mu Yang's reminder, and the four of them glanced at Mu Yang, nodded one after another, and stared at the door tightly.

Sou!

A sound of breaking the air sounded from the side of the door, and a huge black shadow directly grabbed the door and jumped into the ring!

Mu Yang hid behind the wall, and he could still hear the wheezing sound of the black shadow, werewolf, here!

At this time, in the entire Falling Moon Valley, except for the martial arts arena and the necessary passages, all other places were placed with shadow spirit runes, and the werewolves were forced to have no choice but to take refuge here.

But it didn't expect that this was the slaughterhouse that Muyang had prepared for it!

Mu Yang's eyes were attracted by something on the werewolf's waist, it was an emerald green thing the size of half an arm, looking at the material and glass, looking at the appearance, Mu Yang was really familiar, "Isn't this the Baolian lamp of the Three Holy Mother?"

Brother Dog asked in confusion, "Are you sick again?" Who is the Three Holy Mother? What is the Lotus Lamp? This is obviously the Holy Fire Lotus Lamp." ”

"Oh yes, yes, it's supposed to be the Holy Fire Lotus Lamp. ”

Whew!

At this moment, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi lit the fuse and ignited all the torches in the martial arts arena!

The martial arts arena, which was originally illuminated by the firelight, was even brighter at the moment, and the firelight was swaying, as if it could dispel all the demons in the world.

The werewolf was so frightened by this sudden change that he trembled, and before he could react, Shen Gaolin had already drawn his knife and slashed at it.

Shen Gaolin's big knife has always been in the sheath, and Mu Yang has never seen him do it, only to find out at this time that there are more than a dozen spirit lines flashing on the knife!

Shen Gaolin himself is also extremely strong, with short hair, he looks very chic, and the big knife is waved in the light of fire, and the werewolves are defeated and retreated.

Wen Qian also followed, with a long sword in one hand, don't look at her as a quiet girl, fighting, more fierce than a beast, the moves open and close, Mu Yang's eyes hurt.

The werewolf was frightened by the sudden firelight, and was attacked by the two before it slowed down, and was scarred by the two of them without checking for a while, it roared and roared, and the most primitive blood was stimulated, and the purple mist was filled with purple mist on the wolf's claws again, and it began to counterattack.

For a time on the martial arts field, the sword light and sword shadow, the brilliance was shining, and the sound of clanging metal collision was endless, what Muyang didn't expect was that the werewolf could turn the tables against the wind under the attack of the two?

Didn't Wang Liang say that Shen Gaolin alone could beat werewolves? What is the situation now?

Then at this moment, a purple pillar of light suddenly blasted towards Muyang!

"it!"

Mu Yang was shocked, you can fight well, don't affect me, can it? Even if it is an aftermath, it is not something that a small spiritual vein realm can resist!

Muyang wanted to scold her mother, but how could she have time, she was about to be fucked.

In case of emergency, it is better to ask God and Buddha than to ask yourself, Muyang's right hand is like a sword, and the spiritual power lingers, "Burial Dragon God Finger!"

A cloud of light rushed towards the pillar of light.

Rumble!

There was a loud explosion, and the Burial Dragon God Finger exploded, and sparks shot out, but the pillar of light was not powerful.

"It's over, it's over, help!" Mu Yang blocked his arms in front of him, and at such a close distance, it was too late to escape.

At the last moment, a figure blocked in front of Mu Yang, and he blocked the blow for Mu Yang.

This tall and generous back is so reliable in Mu Yang's eyes at this moment, trying to squeeze out two tears, Mu Yang complained very resentfully: "Wang Liang, you are finally here! I almost sacrificed my life for the Falling Moon Valley!"

"Sorry, it's late. ”

Mu Yang lay on Wang Liang's shoulder, looking at the battle situation on the stage, the werewolf had gradually suppressed the two, Shen Gaolin was scratched by it a few paws, Wen Qian had no obvious scars on her body, but everyone could see that her mood was extremely bad at this time. "Is it the werewolf that has gotten stronger, why can't either of them take it?"

Wang Liang frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "They can't do it, no matter how they say it, they are also the same door, probably hoping that it can regain its senses." ”

In this way, Mu Yang can understand, after all, Tang Kai is their friend for many years, even if he becomes a werewolf and causes a huge loss to the sect, but it is still a little difficult for Shen Gaolin to kill them.

Mu Yang pursed his lips, and had another thought in his heart: "Wang Liang, you control it first." ”

"Okay, Zheng Zhong Zheng Yi, let's go together!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Liang rushed to the stage, accompanied by dozens of sword shadows on his left and right!

Whoa!

One after another sword shadows flew out, limiting the range of the werewolf's activities to death, and at the same time, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi each carried a big hammer and fell from the sky!