The black brick slapped on the carapace with a snap, instantly hitting the carapace with dense cracks, obviously this magic weapon is not a powerful magic weapon, otherwise it would not be slapped by the black brick magic weapon with a blow to the state of being destroyed immediately.

Zhang Fan was already hit by the iron rod at this time, only to see Zhang Fan when the iron rod hit and approached, his left hand suddenly stretched forward, and then his wrist flipped over, and with the strength of his body rushing forward, he turned over and turned directly onto the iron rod, but Zhang Fan was delayed by this, and his hope of continuing to pursue the ape puppet also became slim.

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly felt that his mind was detached from the realm of sword heart and clarity.

Zhang Fan was startled, and then his mind calmed down, and Zhang Fan's mind entered this state again.

It's just that at this time, Zhang Fan didn't attack again, but stood on top of the iron rod that was more than three feet long, stopped the iron rod that was still flying, looked at the ape puppet in front of him, and slowly accumulated strength.

The ape puppet saw that Zhang Fan had escaped the impact of the iron rod with just one hand on the iron rod magic weapon, and he was still standing on the iron rod, looking at himself, the ape puppet did not move.

At this time, Zhang Fan held the sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword slowly accumulated strength downward, and then said slowly: "You are not the master of this place, and you can't establish this place with your cultivation." ”

As soon as the ape puppet's wrist loosened, he temporarily stopped the momentum of continuing to attack, at this time his state was not very good, the spiritual power in his body had been consumed a lot, Zhang Fan's sword was not easy to take, and his divine sense was also counterattacked, and he also needed time to adjust.

The ape puppet heard Zhang Fan's words, and replied softly: "You are not an ordinary monk, can you burst out the strength of the early stage of the Jindan Realm cultivation into the early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, although it is only a blow, this is also very powerful, since I have been practicing for more than two thousand years, I have never heard of such a thing, I don't know what kind of exercises you are practicing?" ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he knew that the other party had admitted that he was not the original owner of this place, but if the other party asked, how could he say it casually, thinking of this, Zhang Fan said: "I practice a technique left over from the ancient times of my human race, and I won't say the name." But I still have two questions I want to ask Daoyou, I don't know if Daoyou can be famous? ”

When the ape puppet heard this, he was silent for a moment and then said in a deep voice: "I also have two questions for you, I don't know if Daoist friends can also say it clearly?" ”

Zhang Fan was also silent for a moment, and then said: "Then take turns to ask, I'll come first?" After speaking, Zhang Fan squinted and looked at Yingfei and Xiahou Wuwu.

Zhang Fan knew that he was no longer suitable to continue fighting with the other party at this time, so he could only delay time as much as possible, and the key to leaving this place depended on Xiahou Wuwu and them, but he didn't know how Xiahou Wuwu and his party were doing now.

Zhang Fan was thinking about Xiahou Wuwu and his party.

The group that went to snipe and kill the guards had already killed and injured more than a dozen people, and the guards had also killed more than 200 of them.

When Zhang Fan walked towards the Yuanying Realm, Ying Fei also followed closely behind and led the remaining fifty or so monks to rush towards the hundreds of guards on the side of the ape puppet.

They need time, and they can't just rely on Zhang Fan to fight for it, but they also need to rely on themselves and rely on themselves to kill the enemy as soon as possible.

When Zhang Fan came into contact with the ape puppet, Ying Fei led the other foundation building monks to stay close to the guardian clan.

When Zhang Fan cut down the sword light of more than ten zhang, Ying Fei was already shouting: "Fight." ”

Immediately, the wings closed one by one, and dozens of jet-black feathers flew out from its wings, rushing towards the hundreds of guards in front of him, at this time, he still had any thoughts about keeping his hands, and at this time he only wanted to eliminate these opponents as soon as possible.

The line behind Ying Fei, what kind of thoughts will there be at this time, this is the time to fight hard, otherwise when Zhang Fan is defeated, the Yuanying Realm monks will come to them, even if there are a hundred of them, under the difference between these two great realms, they will still be dead and alive.

I saw that they released their magic weapons and spells one after another, and followed the eagle to attack the guards in front.

The remaining monks of the Flying Eagle Clan, seeing that Ying Fei had already used the hole cards, all followed suit, their wings were divided and closed, and each shot out more than ten black lights, which were also their feathers, and if they did not break through to the Jindan realm, the more than ten feathers they could control at the same time were the limit.

Xiahou Wuwu and his party formed a plum blossom formation, Xiahou Wuwu was in front, when they followed the eagle and flew close enough, Xiahou Wuwu had already begun to prepare his moves.

That's a sword, that's not that sword.

Before, he Xiahou had no worries about that sword, and he would inevitably end up with a complete destruction of his cultivation, but at this time, he still made a sword.

I saw that when Xiahou Wuwu was moving forward, he suddenly drew his sword and slashed forward, and a long sword light slashed out of the long sword, and the long sword entered the sheath, and Xiahou Wuwu stood in the air without moving.

The other nine members of the Terran clan took a step forward and protected Xiahou Wuwu in the center of the formation with a plum blossom formation, and then each released a magic weapon, six people in front attacked, and three people in the rear defended, and the distribution was very clear.

I saw Xiahou Wuwu sword out, and the long sword light passed through a distance of more than ten zhang like lightning, directly hitting a three-foot-sized ant in front of him.

With a loud bang, the sword light slammed into the protective prohibition outside the big ant's body, and suddenly exploded, and a sword light covering a radius of more than three zhang rushed out from the sword light, instantly enveloping more than ten big ants around.

The sword pierced through the bodies of these big ants, pinning them to the ground, unable to move, and the remaining sword qi was still scurrying within their bodies.

At this moment, the nine people who formed the plum blossom formation, the magic weapon attack had arrived, and in an instant, each pierced the head of a big ant, completely killing their respective targets.

After Xiahou Wuwu took two breaths, he took a step forward again, and the second sword came out, still Zhang Xu's sword light and long sword light, hitting a monk who was guarding the race more than ten zhang in front, and exploded again, and the sword burst again to cover the range of more than three zhang, and then everyone moved forward again, still guarding Xiahou Wuwu, six people in front attacked, and three people in the rear defended.

The guards are like slaughtering pigs and dogs, which are being harvested, but rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, not to mention that they know that they will die.

The spell attacks of the guardian clan have never stopped, even if the other party knows that they can no longer dodge, and the attack of the secret monk will kill them, they are still not afraid, this battle is about the lives of all their guardian races, and it is not only themselves who die.

Fighting, fighting, fighting, shouting, all kinds of blood, different limbs, in this space, it shows despair and hope.

Those who despair die, but those who hope may not live.

It is impossible for the guardian clan to retreat, and if they retreat, the whole clan will be destroyed.

Eagle Fei and his line cannot retreat, and if he retreats, he will die.

Death and life, life and death, are not between their thoughts, nor do they have to move forward bravely, but at this moment they have to fight hard.