The Ink Flame Beast standing in the middle also felt everyone, all around was a flickering light, and there were many rushing towards this side, but the Ink Flame Beast did not have the slightest fear, but became more and more bloodthirsty, and a pair of eyes turned completely black.

In the time of the incense, there were no less than 100 participants gathered around, at least all of them were B-level 7th-order cultivators, only Wan Qing, a B-level 4th-order cultivator, seemed a little out of place.

At this time, Yi Mo'er was standing beside Wan Qing, and Fody was also standing on the side, as for Yi Gan, he looked disdainful, occupying one side alone, looking like he was not approached, and he was very arrogant.

"Master, is this the master?"

The recovered big man came out of nowhere, leaned in front of Wan Qing, and said with a smile.

"Master, Master?"

Yi Mo'er's beautiful eyes glared at Wan Qing, although it was said that there was nothing wrong with the seniority, but it always felt strange to hear it, being called a master by an uncle in his thirties, Yi Mo'er subconsciously touched his face, did he get old.

"Ahem, big man, don't call the master outside, call the boss, yes, just call the boss!"

Wan Qing hammered the palm of his hand, and he was quite satisfied with this name.

"Uh... Division... Boss!"

Dahan still wanted to refute, but looking at Wan Qing's eyes, Dahan only shrunk his neck, hiding to the side like a wronged little lady.

"Brother, join forces to slaughter this Ink Flame Beast together?"

After observing for a long time, Foday stepped forward.

Seeing Wan Qing ascend to the fourth order, Foday became more and more unpredictable about Wan Qing, but as long as he could slaughter this ink flame beast, Foday didn't want to do anything more.

"Let's take a look first, this Ink Flame Beast is not simple, just the four of us, I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Wan Qing shook his head slightly, Fody and Mo'er's combat power is indeed good, but the combat power of this ink flame beast is now close to the sixth order of the third grade. If it is a fifth-order combat power of the C level, Foday, Mo'er and Dahan can end the battle as long as they hold it for a while and wait for Wan Qing to brew the armor-piercing fist.

And now, the strength of the Ink Flame Beast has increased dramatically, and the time for the three of them to delay is obviously insufficient for the time it takes for Wan Qing to brew the strongest blow of the Armor Breaking Fist.

"Why don't you call it a gangue?"

Foday didn't have much hesitation about Yigan, as long as he could solve the Ink Flame Beast, as for the rest, he would wait until this matter was done.

"Your kindness may not be accepted by others!"

For a person like Yi Ji who is arrogant and conceited, Wan Qing will never give a good face.

"Uncle, this guy is going to make a move!"

Wan Qing's eyes stared at Yi Gan, and there was anger in his eyes. I was also very curious in my heart, where did this Yigan get the confidence to dare to fight the Moyan Beast alone.

"Huh, your sister!"

Wan Qing scolded in his heart, knowing that this Yigan was uneasy and kind.

Yi Yan seemed to be very domineering, and he rushed towards the Ink Flame Beast alone, but the purpose of Yi Gan was not to fight alone, but to provoke the Ink Flame Beast and drag everyone into the water.

"Brave enough!"

Fody said in a low voice, he is the only one who dares to arouse public anger like this, but the backstage is hard enough, the second force in the reincarnation continent, who dares to provoke, who can afford to provoke.

"Brother, do you want to do it?"

Fody smashed the oncoming blade with a stick and turned his head to look at Wan Qing.

The Ink Flame Beast was enraged by the surprise attack of the Ether, and the inky black blade sprayed out of its mouth wildly, such a dense attack, everyone could only take the initiative to attack, and Wan Qing's side naturally could not avoid being attacked.

"Uncle, don't let me meet you in the ring!"

Wan Qing gritted his teeth, Yan Xuan brought it, in this battle, Wan Qing could not retreat, it was impossible for one Ink Flame Beast to let it out, and the second was that the more Ink Flame Beast killed, the more powerful it became, if it was not solved early, it would not be able to solve this Ink Flame Beast in the future.

"Mo'er, Dahan, don't use all your strength, mean, if the situation is not good, evacuate quickly, I may not be able to withdraw from this kind of battle!"

Wan Qing turned his head to look at the two people behind him who were eager to try, and went straight to the Ink Flame Beast.

"Armor Piercing Fist!"

The two fists vibrated between the palms, the frequency was extremely slow, and it took a few breaths to shake at the beginning. The reason why Wan Qing did this was that the slower this armor-piercing fist started, the more terrifying the power it hit when it reached the limit, but the load was also terrifying.

Now that there are many people, the delay time will naturally not be too short, and Wan Qing naturally chooses to kill with one blow as much as possible.

If you can't kill with one hit, it may cause a lot of trouble, the Ink Flame Beast may escape, it may be picked up by others, and it may also go berserk, and so on, there are all possibilities. No matter what it is, it is not good for Wan Qing.

Whether it is Wan Qing or others, they are all taking the initiative, everyone knows that this is the best opportunity, if they fail this time, they can only find a place to hide and wait for thirty days to pass.

In just a few breaths, all kinds of secret techniques flew all over the sky, full of colors, all kinds of explosions, crashes, and even screams, all strung together.

"Wanqing original - Gang!"

"Wan Qing's originality-sha!"

"Sparks!"

The two fists brought Yan Xu, but Wan Qing did not cause the angry flames, and directly bombarded the body of the ink flame beast.

Wan Qing is also one of the few people who attack in close combat, and the power of the blade spit out by the ink flame beast is seen by everyone, and the farther it is, it will naturally have more time to dodge.

The few people who also fought in close combat were the main objects of the Ink Flame Beast's care, and fortunately, those who dared to fight in close combat had a few brushes, and no one was sent away.

"That kid has actually advanced in the secret realm!"

From time to time, a long-range secret technique was thrown out in the distance, and he squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Wan Qing.

"Hey, kid, I'll send you away first!"

Yi Gan's face was a little hideous, his hands quickly pinched, and a mini cheetah appeared between his hands, and the cheetah roared one after another, looking extremely angry, and its crimson eyes highlighted the wild and bloodthirsty nature of the cheetah.

"Hurry!"

Yi Gong spread his hands and pushed forward flatly.

The cheetah, which had lost its restraints, ran through the air, opened its mouth, and bit towards Wan Qing.

"Be careful!"

"Master!"

Two exclamations came from the side, but the speed of the cheetah was so fast, in just one breath, it appeared a foot away from Wan Qing.

Bang!

Wan Qing turned around and punched the side of the cheetah's face, and then a loud bang came out, and the cheetah was shattered by the inexplicably powerful attack, turning into a little light and dissipating.

"Humph!"

Looking at the gangue in the distance, Wan Qing let out a cold snort and continued to attack the Ink Flame Beast.

Yi Xuan's face was ugly, this cheetah seal was obtained by his grandfather Yi Bao from the family scripture pavilion at a great cost, and this was a C-grade attack seal.

Although Yi Gan has only just reached a small level of cultivation now, it is not something that a B-level fourth-order cultivator can handle.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yi Ji scolded in his heart, this is his big killer move.

"Could it be... But that boxing glove is only at the level of the second grade, how can it shatter my cheetah mark!"

Yi Gan still doesn't believe it, even if this B-level high-grade boxing glove has a lot of amplification effect, it will not shatter his seal with one punch.

This seal is indeed difficult to deal with, but there are a lot of attack patterns in the void, just now Wan Qing directly detonated a B-level mid-grade attack pattern, and exploded out the power of the full blow of the C-level sixth-order cultivator, which can naturally shatter the cheetah mark of the b.

"This kid has a secret, and there is definitely a lot of opportunity, but all this will be mine!"

Yi Ji shouted loudly in his heart, his face was excited, extremely excited, thinking about Wan Qing's punch to smash his cheetah mark, Yi Ji wanted to get Wan Qing's opportunity more and more.

Wan Qing didn't know that he had another enemy, an extremely greedy enemy.

"Paralysis, there are so many fools again!"

Looking at the flickering light in the distance, Wan Qing scolded for a while, the level was too low, and he just sent food to the Ink Flame Beast, plus enhanced the strength of the Ink Flame Beast.

Wan Qing had to speed up the rhythm, the urging speed of the spark was greatly accelerated, and the sea of flames on Wan Qing's chest became more and more condensed, but the rhythm of his fists suddenly increased, and the frequency of the shock of his fist strength suddenly became faster.

Sixty Frequency...

Sixty-five Frequency...

Seventy Frequency...

Eighty Frequency...

Ninety-nine frequency...

Suddenly, Wan Qing felt that his hands were about to be wasted, and this one-breath ninety-nine frequency seemed to be Wan Qing's limit.

At this moment, Wan Qing understood what the old man said: A level is a hurdle, and the more hurdles there are, the more swords there are.

"Where the hell is Yuedao Mountain!"

Beads of sweat rolled down Wan Qing's face, and his steel teeth clenched, as long as he added one more frequency, it would be an armor-piercing fist.

"Ahh

Wan Qing roared, and his fists accelerated again.

100 frequency

"Armor Piercing Fist!"

His fists flew like a shuttle, slamming down the hips of the Ink Flame Beast that was frantically spitting out its blade.

There is no way, only in this position, Wan Qing can raid and bombard it head-on, Wan Qing has no chance, only on the side or rear.

The two fists burst out, like dragonflies dotting water, and lightly touched the buttocks of the Ink Flame Beast, and the Ink Flame Beast suddenly seemed to be petrified, and the blade in its mouth suddenly stopped.

The Ink Flame Beast's sudden attack stopped, its eyes bulged out, its black pupils turned completely white, and the signs of life quickly disappeared.

Wan Qing hurriedly grabbed the tail of the Ink Flame Beast and put it directly into the space bag, not giving others any chance to react.

Then, Wan Qing grabbed the big man and Yi Mo'er with one hand, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight when everyone didn't react.