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The cold light in the eyes of the Inkscale Beast flickered, and its not-so-low IQ knew that the enemy had an extra blade, but it could also feel that the blade was not enough to cause much damage to itself.

The scale armor of the Ink Scale Beast has strong defense, which can not only resist physical attacks, but also weaken spell attacks, and it is extremely perverted.

Therefore, a roar, without dodging, was again a heavy slap of hooves.

Boom!

Bite!

As if playing a ball, although the sharp blade in Zhang Yang's hand pierced the ink-scaled beast, it didn't even pierce the opponent's scale armor, and his body was slapped away again, and it fell heavily to the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, in the dust and smoke, a black shadow flew up again, but in his hand it was replaced by another sharp blade, still rushing towards the Inkscale Beast in the same way.

The Ink Scale Beast teleported one after another just now, which seemed to be easy, but in fact, the mana consumption was quite serious.

Now that the enemy has chosen to fight so hard, there is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, in the eyes of the Inkscale Beast, it has always had the upper hand in these attacks.

As expected.

Roar!

Bite!

The blade broke, and Zhang Yang was slapped away again.

One is infinitely strong, with a huge body, and rough skin and flesh, and the other is strong in defense, strong in flesh, and not afraid to hold it".

And just like that, for the third time, for the fourth time, for the fifth time,. "The seventh.

Seven times in a row, Zhang Yang was shot off.

Of course, the movements of both sides were extremely fast, and eight attacks in a row only consumed a few breaths of time at most.

When Zhang Yang jumped up from the ground again for the eighth time, the Inkscale Beast barely hesitated, and continued to shoot without even thinking about it.

However, as soon as its front hooves touched the blade, the Inkscale Beast felt a chill penetrate its heart, and the breath of death rushed to its face.

Shocked at the moment, the attack has already reached the body, and it is too late to teleport and dodge at this time.

Teleportation, although it is teleportation, also requires mana mobilization and supernatural powers.

Burst!

The cyan light flashed, blood splattered, and the front hooves of the Inkscale Beast were instantly cut off. The cyan glow did not stop there, but homeopathically online.

Burst!

Poor Inkscale, from the front of the chest to the shoulders, the small half of the body, including the head, was easily cut off.

The whole process went very smoothly, and the black scale defense, which was originally extremely hard and not easy to break through even ordinary magic weapons, turned out to be as loose as tofu.

Zhang Yang was overjoyed in his heart, and the cyan light in his hand flashed away. The Ten Thousand Demon Banner unfurled, took away the living soul of the Inkscale Beast, and then with a wave of his robe, he also put away the corpse.

At this time, Zhang Yang was determined.

The battle just now was really a bit dangerous for Zhang Yang.

Ever since Zhang Yang found out that the Ink Scale Beast was intercepted in front of him, directly slapping himself with its front hooves, and seemed to be very confident in its own physical attack power, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he came up with this good way to kill the enemy.

With his strong body, he attacked the Inkscale Beast several times with an ordinary magic weapon and was shot away, all in order to paralyze the enemy. Zhang Yang's movements were extremely fast, and it only took a few breaths to attack seven times in a row, so that the Ink Scale Beast didn't even have a chance to take a chance.

Then, during the eighth attack, the sharp blade in his hand was replaced by the Fukura sword. Zhang Yang can't recognize the immortal weapon of the Fucang Sword, and he can't give full play to its strength, but this can't change the sharp nature of the Fucang Sword. ...,

Although the defense of the Ink Scale Beast is powerful, in the face of powerful immortal weapons, there is only one ending: easily breaking the defense.

After all the calculations, the Inkscale Beast cupped.

The whole battle process was too fast, and even most of the monks didn't find out what was going on, only Lu Shen, the Jindan monk who had been paying attention to Zhang Yang, looked at it.

As a Jindan monk, Lu Shen naturally knew the power of the Ink Scale Beast. He thought to himself that even after advancing to the Yuan Infant Stage, he would only have to turn around and flee when he saw the Ink Scale Beast.

However, Zhang Yang actually reversed the disadvantage and killed the ink-scaled beast when he changed hands. , this is too powerful, isn't it?

Zhang Yang couldn't care about so much emotion. The battle continued, but after the absence of the Ink Scale Beast, the remaining demon beasts obviously began to appear chaotic, and they were no longer charging as a group on a large scale as at the beginning, which made the monks feel much more relaxed.

Zhang Yang waved his golden wings behind him, and the Imperial Envoy Silver Moon Knife in front of him was like a rotating ring, opening the way in front, and at the same time, he was not afraid of consuming mana, and the Great Cutting Technique was cast one after another, slaughtering in the group of demon beasts.

Tie Kui received a blow in the back, and if he were a human monk, he would definitely be seriously injured.

However, for Tiekui, it was only the appearance that was affected. The combat effectiveness did not weaken in the slightest, and soon he continued to pick up the double axe, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and killed the surrounding demon beasts.

The situation for victory in the battle has been laid. The fighting spirit of the human monks is also getting higher and higher, and they are rushing to hunt down the demon beasts one by one, and the materials are precious!

In the end, the remaining more than 200 demon beasts finally collapsed and began to flee, and naturally there were monks chasing and killing them all the way.

During this period, more than 100 demon beasts smelled blood and came over, originally wanting to forage for food, but became the target of slaughter by the monks

In just half an hour, the ground was full of mutilated corpses of demon beasts, and blood was everywhere.

Around, the monks were discussing aloud and happily, boasting about the monsters they had slain, and some of the dead friends had sad expressions on their faces.

During the battle, the corpses of those demon beasts were not taken away, but were distributed after the battle, which was said before.

Of course, generally speaking, whoever kills the demon beast belongs to whoever kills it, and you can't go wrong with that. There are residual mana fluctuations on the wounds of the demon beasts, and even if someone wants to take the risk of receiving the reward, they can't do it.

It's just that among these demon beasts, most of the Daoyou were newly killed by Zhang Yang and Tie Kui, and these two killing machines are definitely worthy of their name.

After bringing all the monks together, whatever jī inspirational words were naturally handed over to Bai Guan and Hao Wu to be responsible, Zhang Yang looked at the corpses of demon beasts all over the ground, first took out the ten thousand demon flags, and under the exhibition, a cloud of white mist overflowed from these corpses, condensing into the shape of his life. Then, they were all sucked into the black face of the Ten Thousand Demon Flags.

stepped forward and the demon soul entered the Ten Thousand Soul Flag, and Zhang Yang immediately laughed so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

This is a demon soul! a powerful demon soul!

The power of these thousands of demon souls is probably even greater than the ten thousand ghost and demon clouds exchanged at the prefecture-level exchange meeting of the North Underworld Sikong Island.

What a reward!

Zhang Yang put away the Ten Thousand Demon Flags with a smile.

Then, looking at the essence blood flowing from the corpse of the demon beast, he couldn't help licking his lips, and his saliva almost flowed out. With both arms outstretched, the "Devouring" exercise is running at full capacity.

Puff puff!

With a muffled sound, blood poured out from the corpse of the demon beast and poured into Zhang Yang's mouth.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to turn blood red, and the sky was full of blood, which was not spectacular. ...,

Seeing this, the monks who were originally excited and noisy instantly quieted down, and in the "hiss" air, there was a burst of gasping cold air.

First of all, I admired, such a powerful exercise, such a perverted blood-sucking method, people can watch it once, and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Then, when someone watched it, the eggs hurt. Although it is said that the essence blood of the demon beast is not valuable, if you suck all the essence blood, I am afraid that the animal skin will be affected!

Looking at Zhang Yang's momentum, it is obvious that it is not a problem to absorb dry!

Moreover, who knows if Zhang Yang wants to swallow the remaining beast bones and so on, if they want to swallow it alone, none of the monks present will dare to speak.

Not to mention that a Yuanying-level subordinate is there, just in the battle just now, everyone has seen the strength of this black stiff, in this way, if anyone dares to compare with others, then it is really a donkey kick in the head!

Zhang Yang's speed of sucking spermatophilic blood is extremely fast, but the huge number of more than 1,000 heads consumes a lot of time. And with Tie Kui by his side to protect the Dharma, he is not afraid of other people's bad intentions.

In full view of the monks, Zhang Yang's body was like a bottomless pit, frantically devouring the blood of the demon beast.

Most of the monsters are larger than humans, and there are even some, such as the earth rhinoceros and the like, like a mountain of meat, and the amount of essence and blood of a demon beast can be compared to dozens of humans.

If you really want to calculate it, I'm afraid that these essence blood devoured by Zhang Yang can build a swimming pool.

Bang!

One by one, the demon pills exploded, and the energy in the demon pills was all mixed with the essence and blood, which was absorbed by Zhang Yang.

When the monks saw this, their faces wept more than if they had eaten bitter melon. Demon Pill!

Finally, when the blood in the air became less and less and gradually disappeared, Zhang Yang withdrew his arm, took a deep breath, stopped sucking, and turned his eyes to look at the surrounding monks.

Just after absorbing the essence blood, the current Zhang Yang is like a bloody demon, his cold eyes swept over, and everyone turned out to be a cold war.

"You fellow Daoists should see clearly that this time to exterminate the beast tide, the deity has contributed the most. If you don't have a deity, don't talk about hunting demon beasts, I'm afraid you will be in a catastrophe and will fall into the mouth of the beast. ”

Zhang Yang's hoarse voice sounded.

What he said was entirely true. First of all, because of the protection of the big array, after the big array was broken, Zhang Yang and Tie Kui rushed to kill with all their might, and dispersed the charge of the demon beasts, so the casualty rate of the monks was extremely low, and there were only forty or fifty monks who fell.

It can be said that all this is due to Zhang Yang.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! What the seniors said is extremely true, the great kindness of the seniors, and the juniors must be remembered!"

This is a fact, and Zhang Yang's strength is there again, how dare everyone say anything? Although they feel sorry for those demon beast materials, they still express their loyalty.

"These monster materials ......" As soon as Zhang Yang spoke, the white stewards and others said one after another:

"Naturally, it should be yours seniors! Most of these monsters were killed by you, seniors. The younger generations have been grateful for the life-saving grace of their predecessors, and naturally they dare not have any greed. ”。 ）