Chapter 65: The Death of the Beast Tide
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Fan Lao gritted his teeth: "Young Master, there are old slaves here, these beasts can't hurt you in the slightest, Young Master." (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)"
"Uncle Fan, run, run away, let's escape. Jiang Shaohe shouted in panic and struggled on Fan Lao's back.
At this moment, the demonic beasts that had surrounded them a long time ago, and they were ferocious, without the slightest hesitation and pause, they rushed towards Fan Lao and the others. For them, under the rage, only by venting out can they be calm.
Zhou Li smiled lightly, put away the black giant bow, and without them noticing, he used "disappearing" to forcibly enter a state of stealth.
The demonic beast that had just regarded Zhou Li as a target, after Zhou Li disappeared, put this kind of hatred on Fan Lao's body.
Thousands of demonic beasts rumbled and trampled past.
The two of Fan and Lao in the center are like a lonely boat in the sea, as if they will be swept into the deep sea in the blink of an eye.
"Roll"
Fan Lao roared, his hand slamming into the thrust.
A powerful spiritual power burst out, and it slapped several demonic beasts into the air, causing them to deform. In the sky, the twisted demonic beast screamed and smashed out heavily, and when it landed, it was already lifeless.
"Zheng"
The long sword was pulled out, and Fan Lao said, "Young master, hold the old slave tight, and the old slave will take the young master out now."
Jiang Shaohe, whose face was pale, had already hugged Fan Lao's neck tightly. Now I feel like I will be bitten by a demonic beast and die here in the next moment. Thinking of the horror, Jiang Shaohe was already crying bitterly, and his nose was watery.
"The third style of the sword swing style, the sword swing eight wilderness. β
In the roar, the Jiang family's swordsmanship sword swing style was used in Fan Lao's hand, and in a swing of his hand, it had already turned into eight reverberating lightsabers, which were sent out by Fan Lao violently.
It was like a dragon swimming too void, and these eight void light sabers turned into dragon shapes, directly crushing the demonic beasts in front of them.
More than a dozen fifteenth- and sixth-order demonic beasts, in this blow, were actually pierced by lightsabers, let out a howl, and fell headlong to the ground, causing chaos.
"The sixth style of the sword swing style, the sword strikes the ground and stabs. β
The sword became extremely dazzling, and a furious spiritual power appeared on the sword.
Fan Lao slammed the long sword into the ground, and the violent spiritual power poured into the ground. In the next second, dozens of light thorns rose from the ground to the sky, with Fan Lao as the center, forming a range of blows covering nearly fifty round points, and the demonic beasts inside were all pierced from their abdomen by this light thorn.
With just two blows, more than thirty demonic beasts were bombarded and killed.
The striking power of the spirit is far beyond what these fifteenth and sixteenth-order demonic beasts can withstand.
Zhou Li under "sneaking" was also dumbfounded.
"The Jiang family can become one of the top ten families in Guangping City, it really doesn't blow it out. This sword swing style is extremely domineering. Especially when used by spirits, the power is terrifying. This Fan Lao is only a second-order spirit master, if it is stronger, what will happen to these two blows?"
"The ninth style of the sword swing style, the sword splits the sky. β
Fan Lao roared, the long sword in his hand was raised high, and with a sharp swing, he slashed out.
In the void, a huge giant sword formed by spiritual power suddenly formed, and with an incomparable momentum, it slammed down. This giant sword is about 100 meters long, and even the air seems to be burning when it is slashed.
rumble
The ground shook like a mountain, and where the giant sword fell, all the demonic beasts involved were killed or injured.
A crack more than 100 meters long appeared in front of him, and the ground was blasted out of a ravine, as if it had been plowed out by something.
Fan Lao is fierce, but this time the number of beast tides is thousands, and he has killed a lot in three weeks. However, the beast tide that had already gone crazy, ignoring this qiΔ, was still crushing towards him, with an unstoppable momentum.
"Bastard. β
Fan Lao swung his sword frantically, not letting the demonic beast get close to him.
The second order of the spirit is equivalent to the strength of the twenty-second order of the demonic beast, in this group of sixteenth- and seventh-order beasts, every blow of Fan Lao will kill a demonic beast.
"Uncle Fan, kill them all, kill them all. β
Jiang Shaohe, who had been behind him, had a twisted face and kept roaring.
"It's not going to work like this. β
"There had to be a way to disrupt his rhythm. β
Zhou Li quietly appeared on a big tree, and the black giant bow appeared in his hand again.
If you want to disrupt Fan Lao's rhythm, it is the easiest, you only need one arrow, and you can do it. Since the two sides are already dying, why do you need to be polite. It is not for them to die, but if they are allowed to escape and ascend to heaven, it will be themselves who will die.
shout
A sharp arrow shot out with lightning speed, which made Fan Lao, who was wielding the sword, instinctively deviate from his sword and pick this sharp arrow away.
Zhou Li's ability lies in shooting.
didn't stop at all, and the second sharp arrow had already arrived in front of Fan Lao, and he didn't even have a chance to let him collect his sword. The fear of shooting made Fan Lao only busy picking up the arrows, or blocking them, or cutting them in half.
Just by breathing, the beast tide rushed to Fan Lao's side.
"Roaring ......"
The tyrannical monster doesn't care so much, it just bites like crazy.
Fan Lao wanted to blow up these magical beasts, but Zhou Li's sharp arrows were like maggots attached to the bones, appearing at a very sharp angle, disturbing Fan Lao's every movement. It's like a fly, knowing that the damage to itself is negligible, but it "buzzes" in front of your eyes, enough to β₯distract you.
Zhou Li's arrows are this kind of flies, which make people angry to the point of madness.
"Zhou Li"
Fan Lao roared, his clothes being torn in a moment, making him extremely angry.
"Ahh
Before he could vent, Jiang Shaohe let out a miserable scream, and the person writhed wildly behind his back, breaking free and falling directly from Fan Lao's back.
Fan Lao was taken aback, and subconsciously fished it out, but he didn't catch it at all.
A demonic beast bit one of Jiang Shaohe's thighs, shrank back frantically, and dragged Jiang Shaoxing into the pile of demonic beasts.
"No......" Fan Lao's eyes cracked: "Young Master"
"Uncle Fan, save me, Uncle Fan save me, save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die......" It's just Jiang Shaohe's voice, just howling a few words, it disappeared, and there was no sound, all I heard was the biting sound between the demonic beasts.
"Young Master"
Suddenly, a burst of light burst into the sky and exploded on Fan Lao's body.
The terrifying power turned into a heavy punch, sweeping through the demonic beasts in front of him, and in a shock, these demonic beasts were shaken away like toys. These demonic beasts, under this force, were directly shocked into a sky full of blood and water in the sky.
In an arrow step, Fan Lao rushed out.
"Young Master......"
With a mutilated body, Jiang Shaohe was torn into dozens of pieces, and his intestines were stretched long and scattered on the ground. Jiang Shaohe's two eyes were huge, with unwillingness and disbelief on them, I am afraid that even if he died, he never thought that he would end up like this.
rumble
Fan Lao, who witnessed this scene, suddenly became blank.
"Young Master...... Young master, he's dead, young master, he's dead?"
It is difficult for β₯ people to accept a fact, but it is living under their own noses. The young master a second ago was still so vibrant. But now, the young master is dead, and the fourth generation grandson of the Jiang family is dead, dying in front of him.
"No"
Fan Lao roared again and again, he knew that as soon as the young master died, he would inevitably be buried with him, and the anger of the Jiang family would need to be borne by someone.
"That's right. As if thinking of something, Fan Lao shouted: "Zhou Li, capture Zhou Li alive and hand it over to the Jiang family." Yes, that's it, Zhou Li must not be allowed to escape, absolutely not. β
boom
A heavy trampling sound came, and several huge figures that had just appeared finally approached.
Fan Lao, who was already a little crazy, just glanced at these huge figures, but he didn't care at all, the long sword in his hand shook, and the person stomped his feet, and he was already soaring into the sky, like a parabola, rushing towards these huge figures.
"Brutes, I'm going to kill you all, kill you all. β
Under the madness, Fan Lao didn't control his spiritual power at all, letting them run wild.
The long sword swung wildly, and a sword qi struck out, flashing across the night sky.
Each blow will cause an earthquake-like effect, and then the monster will be dismembered and die a tragic death. There are constantly demonic beasts that are pierced through, or split in half. The power of each blow was so strong that it left huge craters in the ground.
Even the boulders also turned into powder in these sword lights.
The sword light was like a swimming dragon, constantly dancing, and everywhere it went, the demonic beasts were all strangled.
With Jiang Shaohe on his back just now, Fan Lao had some scruples.
Now, Fan Lao, who is light, can do it with all his might, as a strong man at the spirit level, the power carried by each blow is calculated in tens of millions of kilograms. The effect of the bombardment of this kind of power is that a hill can be razed to the ground with just a sword.
At this level of power, destroying a hill like this one is effortless.
"Zhou Li ......"
With every sword, you can hear this kind of roar of Fan Lao, and in his voice, there is endless hatred, which has the meaning of eating Zhou Li's flesh and blood raw.
Zhou Li, who was sneaking again, was stunned by this terrifying attack power.
Under Fan Lao's madness, the beast tide was like an elephant trampling a group of ants, and every time a huge number of demonic beasts were bombarded.
The strong smell of blood and the corpses all over the ground are Fan Lao's masterpieces.
"It's no wonder that levels and levels can be called two different concepts. The strength of a warrior can never be compared to the strength of a qi person, and the strength of a qi person can never be compared to the spiritual power of a spirit person. This is a qualitative change in strength, which cannot be measured by ordinary strength. β
Thousands of beast tides were actually harvested in just over ten minutes.
Of the corpses of demonic beasts, almost none of them are intact.
Although Fan Lao was also scarred, several huge demonic beasts of the twentieth order were hated by his long sword.
The tyrannical aura finally scared the crazy monsters.
The beast tide formed was actually dispersed in front of Fan Lao's strength.
Under the darkness of the night, one by one the demonic beasts scrambled to flee from this devilish land. For them, the person standing with the sword in hand is more like the devil, and as long as they get close, they will inevitably end up dead
"Assert ......"
A cold wild laugh rang out, and under the corpses all over the ground, Fan Lao's sadism was amazing.
"Zhou Li, I know that you are nearby, you can't escape the palm of the old man's hand, the old man will definitely find you and let you know what is the most painful thing in this world. Not only that, but even your relatives, friends, and family in Quang Binh City, they all have to die. β
"This ...... is the consequence of provoking the Jiang family. β