What Hebo's strength was, Yan Jing didn't understand.

But he knew very well that if he wanted to survive this otherworldly event, this battle was inevitable!

The glaive knife slashed down in the air, directly breaking through Hebo's clothes, skin and flesh, and bringing up a large handful of black blood.

Yan Jing stared directly at the monster in front of him, and he could feel that his sanity was constantly eroding.

It's just that this situation doesn't take care of much at the moment.

The sudden attack undoubtedly infuriated Hebo, and his already bloated body swelled up like a blow, and even the covered bridge under his feet began to make an overwhelming cracking sound.

He Bo resisted Yan Jing's knife hard, and his arms swung forward sharply.

Suddenly, black water churned up on his side, forming two turbid currents that rushed straight towards Yan Jing's head.

It's a pity that it's stormy weather now, and it's on the lake, and the water spirit power is extremely abundant.

In this environment, Yan Jing's strength was also raised to a terrifying level with the Tiger Jiao's relics!

Almost at the same time that Hebo controlled the turbidity current, two dark blue water columns also surged up from behind Yan Jing, shattering and canceling out the turbidity current, and intertwined and fell back into the river.

Seeing that the turbidity current failed, Hebo suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and his tongue full of thorns and barbs ejected out, accompanied by those tentacles above, and even made a sharp sound of breaking through the air when he shook it.

Inch time!

Without hesitation, I activated the skill, exhaled, and everything in front of me slowed down.

The strong physique supported Yan Jing to respond instantly to the oncoming attack, avoiding the deadliest tongue strangulation, and the broken shield of the bloody robe unfolded in the next second, forcibly blocking the whip of the tentacles.

The glaive slashed out one after another, leaving several wounds around Hebo's body.

The power was unforgiving, Yan Jing, who had the upper hand, pressed forward step by step, and the glaive knife was transformed into two long knives in the blink of an eye, and the cold sword flickered in the rainy night, and the blood splashed in front of Hebo.

Goo~quack~

The suppressed Hebo obviously would not sit still, and opened his mouth again, and a deafening noise erupted, almost visible to the naked eye, and the sound wave spread out almost visibly, shaking the nearest Yan Jing's body.

Although the Bloody Robe has a strong folding shield, it has no ability to defend against sonic attacks.

Blood suddenly hung from Yan Jing's nostrils, and he endured a violent feeling of dizziness as he controlled the Shuofeng Sword to smash away the tongue that struck again.

The two sides are back and forth, and it is undoubtedly unrealistic to solve the problem of killing monsters one-on-one in a short period of time, Yan Jing immediately activated the falcon, and his body suddenly retreated a large distance.

He Bo, who was cut head-on and covered in blood, naturally couldn't give up, even ignoring the three brides behind him, he fell on all fours, jumped into the air, and rolled towards Yan Jing.

At the same time, many water monsters that appeared with Hebo also seized this opportunity to join the battle.

For a while, the front of the restaurant was a group of demons dancing.

Without even needing Hebo's command, these monsters spontaneously gathered and tried to besiege Yan Jing.

However, Yan Jing's choice to withdraw from the covered bridge was not just to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's finally all seduced, let's do it!"

As the words fell, the Brute Tiger Seal on his shoulder activated, and several black and white spiritual energies rose up, wrapping around the twin swords in Yan Jing's hands.

The fish monster came in the air to kill, and only halfway through the diagonal pull, Zhao Qianwu kicked in the waist and abdomen, kicked to the side, and the latter was already holding a long stick with a delicate inscription on the surface when he landed, and his body was obviously swelled nearly a circle compared to the usual state.

Not far away, before the weirdness covered with thick and stiff long hair could be played, it was bound by a cloud of gray mist, Yu Ke slowly walked out of the hiding place, and the smoking gun that had not left his hand disappeared, replaced by two tiger claw knives.

The three of them gathered, and the mysterious magic circle suddenly unfolded under their feet.

In the whirlwind, several bright yellow spell marks rose and clinged to all parts of their bodies.

Yu Zhen was standing on the roof of the restaurant, his hands were sealed, and he was chanting obscure incantations in a low voice.

"Hebo handed it over to me, how about you help keep an eye on other evils and prevent He Jianbing's sneak attack?"

Yan Jing held his twin knives, his eyes locked on Hebo, who was slapping the ground irrily not far away, and said in a deep voice.

Several of them can be selected to participate in multi-person otherworldly events, and their strength is undoubtedly recognized by the torch, but this does not mean that a few strangers can get together and cooperate in battle.

Rather than forcibly uniting, it is better to play separately.

"I'm okay with that, feel free to speak up if you need help."

Glancing at Yan Jing, Zhao Qianwu nodded in agreement, lifted the long stick and found the fish monster who had been kicked away before, and returned to the battlefield again at this time.

He saw the previous confrontation between Yan Jing and Hebo, and quickly realized that the person in front of him was probably only a part of his ability in this world, and wanting to fight Hebo alone was obviously a confidence in his own strength.

Yu Ke didn't speak, just took a step forward, the white mist rose, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already attacking the other two weird sides.

Actions speak for themselves.

As for Yu Zhen on the roof, Yan Jing also knew more or less about the field she was good at at this time, and facing it head-on was obviously not her strong point.

Carrying the knife and rushing forward again, he activated the blood stool halfway through, and the battle broke out again!

He Bo, who had suffered many injuries on his body, looked at Yan Jing who dared to send him to the door, his bloated body sank suddenly, most of the pus on the surface of the skin cracked, and the dark green pus slipped down, sticking to the mouth full of fangs, tongue and even two forelimbs.

The affected gold and silver objects fell to the ground, and smoke rose from the gaps.

Needless to say, this pus must be untouchable.

Tide out!

The wind and rain gathered around Yan Jing's body at this moment, condensing into a set of majestic water armor, protecting all parts of his body.

At this point, Yan Jing had no intention of hiding anymore.

Facing the evil in front of him who has been treated as a god in Jingjiang Town for many years, killing I don't know how many innocent people, he has only one thought.

Kill!

The two sides collided again, and Hebo's offensive was not strong, and the power was even more terrifying.

No longer maintaining its human form, it would leave a deep pit in its place every time it jumped, rushing back and forth like a cannonball, and the pus and highly condensed black water on its body were its sharp weapons, and even if it was only torn open, it would suffer a series of negative wounds.

With a strong physique, a vicious skill or the ability to control the black water, Hebo's strength is beyond doubt.

Boom!

There was another loud bang.

Hebo, covered in pus, smashed his head to the ground, ploughing a ravine of more than ten meters on the ground on the bank, blood and pieces of minced flesh spilled on the ground, and the pits and cracked flesh on his shoulders and back were enough to prove what a terrible blow it had just suffered.

Yan Jing stood in place, his indifferent gaze locked on Hebo, and the two casserole-sized red fists condensed by the Red Nightmare Gauntlet dissipated and reverted back to the state of the Glaive Knife.

Hebo's strength was obviously not enough for him to bargain even half a cent under Yan Jing's hands!