Speaking of the stone gate, Fu Enqiu stood in front of the girls. The monster saw that someone was blocking him, waved his two long claws, and grabbed Fu Enqiu.

Fu Enqiu's body rose to the ground, and a sword slashed down on the top of the monster's head. The monster's long claws grabbed Fu Enqiu in mid-air, and a pair of claws were longer than a sword. The last hair came first, and the claws had reached Fu Enqiu's chest. Fu Enqiu's sword momentum turned, changed from slashing to cutting, and swept fiercely towards those long claws.

The long sword and the monster's claws struck together, and with a "Cheng" sound, there was a sound of gold and iron. Fu Enqiu only felt a strong force coming, and his body couldn't help but fly down.

Ye Wuhui frowned in the dark, this monster seemed to be weak, but it had extremely strong strength. Moreover, the cold light on the claws is shining, and it can be hard connected with the weapon without being injured, and its toughness can be imagined.

"Haha... Looking for death, even if it is a subordinate of the Demon Lord, it is not something that you can resist as a small swordsman, hurry up and take it and give everything you have obediently!" The old man in yellow laughed, his eyes full of madness.

The pitch-black scroll seemed to have some mysterious power dominating him.

"Hmph, little monster, look at the uncle, I don't beat it all over the ground to find teeth!" Fu Enqiu snorted coldly. Immediately, his body flashed, and he was already at the side of the monster, raised his long sword, and stabbed straight through.

The monster roared, and the shiny sword made it feel threatened. The claws came down from the top down, waving at the sword, but it was too late.

"Hmph!" Fu Enqiu looked at it cheaply, added a little strength to his hand, and stabbed it fiercely. The monster was more than nine feet tall, a head taller than Fu Enqiu, so this sword was stabbed in the monster's waist.

The expected sword stabbed in, and blood splattered did not appear. The monster's skin was extremely tough and slippery, and the sword slid against its waist. Fu Enqiu's body shook slightly, and before the long sword could be recovered, the monster grabbed a pair of sharp claws on the sword body.

Fu Enqiu was slightly stunned, he usually fights with people, where will he encounter the situation where the sword body is caught. But he didn't slack off, and with a fierce force of his arm, he was about to pull the long sword back. Unexpectedly, the monster's hands were more like iron hoops, and he firmly grasped the blade of the sword.

Fu Enqiu's long sword was controlled, but he was not shocked in his heart, but scolded: "His grandmother's strength is really not small." The two feet connected the dots, and they had already climbed up to the monster's waist, Fu Enqiu's body was horizontal, one foot stopped at the monster's waist, and the other foot kicked the monster's chest fiercely. This kick used a lot of force, and the monster's movements were obviously not so fast, and the reaction was not so fast, and it was kicked backwards again and again. Fu Enqiu took advantage of the situation to recapture the long sword, his body flashed, and he floated a foot away.

Fu Envengeance, the strength of the Holy Rank, in terms of speed, is obviously much higher than that slender monster. However, this monster is naturally tough, and it contains great strength, and Fu Enqiu estimates that it is not much more than the peak master of the ordinary great grandmaster.

The black-clothed warriors surrounded the rear and did not intervene at this time. Although they sacrificed to this monster, they were not as fanatical as the old man in yellow.

Fu Enqiu frowned slightly, he looked at the monster up and down, and sighed to himself: "Hmph, let's see if you are really invulnerable!"

He stood silently, his white robe shaking in the cold wind, making the sound of hunting. The monster stared at a pair of cold and glistening eyes, and also stared at Fu Enqiu. It felt a hint of danger emanating from the man in front of it.

The old man in yellow saw that Fu was gaining momentum, and his eyes gradually turned from crazy to cold.

Fu En's revenge moved, and a slender and restrained sword light emanated from the long sword that shone with cold light, flashed, and slashed towards the monster's neck. Ye Wuhui's eyes narrowed slightly, the speed of this sword light was about the same as his own.

There was a look of horror in the monster's eyes, and the sword light suddenly grew larger in front of its eyes, so fast that it couldn't react. "Whew!" a slight sound broke the momentary silence, and the warriors couldn't help but take a breath. The sword slashed across the monster's neck and sliced straight in. Fu Enqiu's eyes widened, and another sword flashed, and the monster's head with long ears flew down.

Blood splattered, and the monster's slender body shook a few times, and then collapsed, dead no more.

There was silence for a while, and after a while, the old man in yellow had even more coldness in his eyes, and said coldly: "Boy, you have caused a big disaster, do you know?"

Fu Enqiu sneered slightly, and said, "If you sacrifice innocent lives like this, you will be punished by heaven, do you know?"

"Hmph!" the old man in yellow snorted coldly, but did not continue. Fu Enqiu contemplated, there were dozens of black-clothed warriors in the field at this time, plus this yellow-clothed old man with obviously high strength, it was not easy to deal with it by himself. Unexpectedly, the old man in yellow was silent for a long time, but he turned his head and said to the black-clothed warriors: "What are you doing stupidly, give me back." ”

Fu Enqiu was slightly stunned, he was ready to fight, but he retreated directly.

Ye Wuhui hid in the shadows, frowning and looking at the black-clothed warrior who slowly retreated, his expression was also extremely puzzled.

"Thank you for saving your life!" Several girls in red cried with joy as if they had been reborn at this time. Fu Enqiu even comforted him, he seemed to be in a very good mood at this time.

"Oh, you..." Fu Enqiu was about to speak, when suddenly in the darkness outside the stone gate, there was a sound of rustling again, and it was extremely dense. Fu Enqiu looked at the lying monster, and was slightly shocked.

"Retreat to the stone steps and hide. Fu Enqiu admonished, and then turned to look outside the stone gate. There was a sparkle of determination and persistence in his eyes.

The figure flashed in the dark, and Ye Wuhui swept to Fu Enqiu's side, and also frowned and looked outside the stone gate. The two of them clenched their weapons tightly, silent, and their anger seemed suppressed, only the ever-growing sound of rustling resounded in the field.

"You take them out. Ye Wuhui stared at the darkness and suddenly said this.

"Oh?" Fu Enqiu was puzzled: "Brother Ye, you are alone, can you deal with so many monsters? You have also seen it before, these monsters must be difficult to hurt by swords and have great strength." ”

Ye Wuhui turned his head and said, "You take them out." There was still no emotion in his tone.

"Oh, that's fine. Fu Enqiu thought about it and agreed. Immediately, his body flew up and went straight to the steps.

Fu Enqiu found a few women in red, turned his head to look at the stone gate, and saw that under the light of the fire, the pitch-black figure looked so powerful. The light seemed to come out of his body, so that the darkness around him could not get close.

"Let's go, I'll send you out first!" Fu Enqiu didn't stop there.

"Is that man in black your companion?" asked a girl in red.

Fu Enqiu was silent for a while, and then he smiled and said, "Yes, it's my companion." He took a deep breath and led a few girls in red to walk up the stone steps.

His figure is also so tall that people are no longer afraid.

At the stone gate, three monsters with slender bodies had appeared at this time, fighting with Ye Wuhui.

Hei Yan was not unsheathed, and Ye Wuhui did not kill him, but only entangled a few monsters, his body was fluttering, and he seemed to have other plans. I saw a few monsters in the field chasing Ye Wuhui, who was flickering, from three monsters at the beginning, gradually became seven or eight, and then later, there were as many as thirteen or fourteen.

Ye Wuhui listened intently until there was no more sound outside the stone gate. He stopped his body suddenly, and the black flame was instantly unsheathed, and a pitch-black sword stabbed straight towards the monster behind him.

This sword is weird and fast, and it is Ye Wuhui's best assassination swordsmanship. Although the monster has a tough body and great strength, it can't compare to a cultivated martial artist after all.

Moreover, it also has an extremely sharp divine weapon.

The sword drawn by Black Flame drilled into the monster's chest in a flash, and the monster fell immediately. Ye Wuhui didn't stay, and stabbed out two swords in a row, both of which were assassination techniques.

At this time, he did not use the move of fighting and sweeping with the enemy in the old place of the Ye family during the fight, but instead used assassination swordsmanship, only seeking to spend the least amount of strength and kill more monsters.

That move sweep seems to be extremely powerful and extraordinary, but it actually requires a lot of strength, and it is not practical at this time.

In the blink of an eye, four or five monsters fell, all of them chasing Ye Wuhui closely, and their long claws almost caught his monster. Ye Wuhui got up, his figure flashed, and he had reached the dark place outside the stone gate, and several monsters chased after him, Ye Wuhui's long sword flashed frequently, harvesting the lives of monsters.

If Fu Enqiu saw it at this time, he didn't know what to think in his heart.

The sharpness of the divine weapon, combined with the assassination technique of Shang Ye Wuhui, really complements each other.

There were still four or five monsters left, and they were still chasing Ye Wuhui without fear of death, and went straight into the darkness.

At the bottom of this abyss, Ye Wuhui had already guessed in his heart, at this time, his figure flew in the darkness, and it was not until the sound behind him became smaller that he picked up his eyes to look at it.

The air in the abyss had a damp and cold aura, as if it hadn't seen sunlight for many years, with a faint rancid stench. At this time, there was a faint white light shining down, but it was all obscured by the thick fog.

A shrub about a foot tall, towering over an angular boulder, glowing gray and white, has long since lost its life.

It's as if there's no life here.

Although Ye Wuhui walked on the edge of darkness all year round, the scene at this time still made his heart a little heavy.

The abyss is full of boulders and gray vegetation, which is incompatible with the life of the world.

Ye Wuhui groped and walked through the thick fog.

This couldn't help but remind him of the Hidden Fog Swamp, the swamp cabin he had lived in for seven or eight years.

"Hey..."A soft sigh, this voice was like a female voice, through the mist, and reached Ye Wuhui's ears. Ye Wuhui's figure stopped, and after a while, another sigh came, Ye Wuhui recognized the direction, and walked over in the direction from which the voice came.

He was careful with every step, a habit he had developed over the years, and he couldn't hear any sound when he walked.

The sigh gradually became louder, and it seemed to be filled with countless sorrows and sorrows, impacting Ye Wuhui's heart. Ye Wuhui looked up into the distance, his eyes shining with unknown brilliance.