Although the monster leader is entangled after becoming mad, he can still struggle.

The rest of the surrounding disciples also saw this scene, and their hearts were extremely shocked, and they even heard an exclamation in the middle of the fight.

"Not good! There are youkai! ”

Immediately, a disciple of the Green Darkness Sword Sect shouted: "That's a disciple of my Uncle Zheng Yin of the Blue Shadow Sword Sect, not a monster!" ”

Suddenly there was an uproar!

At this moment, there was some unexpected situation in the dialect, it seemed that he accidentally sucked the monster's blood into his body when he injected the venom just now, and now he was hot all over, and his spiritual power was surging in his body, breaking through the meridians, and his cultivation actually had the posture to break through.

The dialect secretly screamed badly, it was on the verge of breaking through, and now that it was stepping through the door, the later stage of foundation building was already close at hand.

If it's normal, it's too late to be happy.

But at this moment, the monster is in front and on the battlefield, so I can only say that my life is at rest!

The monster's blood was domineering, causing the snake's body to tremble, and the entanglement began to loosen a little, and the monster leader, who had already given up the struggle, suddenly struggled frantically.

"Repeat the beginning, use!"

The wooden stick disappears, the state is restored, and the aura calms down.

Fang Yan exerted his strength again, strangling the monster, and his four claws clinged to the earth and stones on the ground.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhou Shen had already solved the demon cultivator, rushed here, and killed the monster with one sword.

The monster raised its head to the sky and roared, and then the whistle fell, its eyes were dim, and it gradually lost its breath of life, and after two convulsions, it stopped moving, and died completely.

Fang Yan was dizzy, and he didn't know what was going on, so he subconsciously turned into a human body to avoid being subdued and demons eliminated.

"Senior sister, are you okay? Hurry up, the monsters are coming, and organize a defense line with everyone. ”

Zhou Shen stretched out his hand to pick up the dialect.

Fang Yan stood up and fell, completely fainted, unconscious.

"Senior sister! Sister! ”

Zhou Shen exhaled, probed the dialect's snort, it was quite steady, and he breathed a sigh of relief gently.

"Huh?"

Zhou Shen found that something was wrong, the breath of the dialect was growing, and then crossed the threshold of the middle stage of foundation building and entered the late stage of foundation building.

This is......

A blessing in disguise?

Fang Yan patted his head, which was still a little dizzy, and immediately woke up again, "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou!" ”

Zhou Shen smiled helplessly, probably thinking of going elsewhere, "It's good to know that it hurts, you can fight alone with such an opponent?" ”

"Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, don't be impulsive next time, do what you can!"

Fang Yan knew that he had misunderstood, shook his head and smiled, without explaining.

Just now, she was hit by a huge spiritual power, causing the sea of qi to shake and fall into a coma, and the blood of the monster leader after turning crazy was too strong and domineering, which not only improved the cultivation of the dialect, but also caused damage to herself.

As for waking up soon, the dialect knew that it was the unity that worked, because the time seemed to be an hour.

Zhou Shen saw that Fang Yan was fine, and carried the flying sword to find trouble with those little minions.

Shaking his head, Fang Yan stood up and looked around.

Because there was a disciple of the Jindan stage on his side who pressed the formation, the situation that was originally suppressed and beaten was reversed in an instant.

Picked up the giant meteor war hammer that fell not far away, took it in his hand and checked it, the weight is right, the feel is good, and the quality is also passable, so it is easy to use, ready to take it, and then go back to the furnace to smelt and rebuild.

Whether it's a heavy sword or a broadsword, even if it's condensed into a flying sword, it's better than this hammer.

I put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it, and there was a smell of blood.

After careful observation for a while, Fang Yan didn't understand what the material of this meteor war hammer was, but as a snake, it also has the benefits of a snake, a tendon, and don't think about it if you don't understand it.

Too many worries, easy to be autistic, and more likely to explode in the mind.

Dialects join the battle and take down the larger numbers of ordinary monsters. Compared with the monster leader just now, there was a kind of gap, I felt that their strength was average, only comparable to ordinary demon beasts with open wisdom, and their intelligence didn't seem to be high, if they lacked the kind of monster leader who was more than three meters tall to command, they would only rely on instinct to fight.

In short, they have a characteristic from top to bottom, dull and well-developed limbs.

The most important thing is that Fang Yan found that this ordinary monster would not go crazy, and it did not have the ability of the monster leader to be immune to spell attacks after transformation, but simply had hard skin and extraordinary strength. For monks, it is relatively easy to deal with, even an ordinary Qi Refining Stage monk can deal with a lone monster alone.

Ordinary monsters with a height of only about two meters, their strength is average, their intelligence is low, but they are numerous, and they will only rush forward in one go, using their brute force, dancing their claws, tearing and devouring the enemies in front of them, and then continue to look for the next target.

The monster approached the dialect, and the giant palm slapped down, and the long claws glowed with cold light.

"Heavenly Sword Three Uniques, Desperate!"

A hammer smashed the monster's head, and the blood flowed all over the ground, and after a closer look, sure enough!

They were all brainless monsters, with nothing but blood and bones in them.

Then the monster's body made a cracking sound......

Bang bang bang!

There was a porcelain-like shattering sound from the monster's body, and blood mist and flesh were scattered and shattered into the ground, and the scene was extremely comfortable.

It feels so good after making the cut!

Fang Yan waved his arm, feeling that he had inexhaustible strength, hooked his fingers at the monsters more than ten meters away, and mocked: "You guys, come here!" ”

"Roar!"

The monsters roared angrily and rushed towards Fang Yan, their feet on the ground, and the ground trembled faintly.

"Heavenly Sword Three Uniques, peerless!"

Fang Yan used the strongest killing move in the sword technique, and this killing move can be regarded as a large-area attack. The hammer swung and burst into a dazzling light. The dialect rose into the air, swirled in the air, and waved a brilliant curtain of light, like a little star falling from the starry sky. Then the meteor hammer swayed, and the dazzling light rushed straight up, like a brilliant silver dragon, like lightning falling from the sky.

In an instant, the three or four monsters running at the front, like cracked sandbags, were knocked out one by one.

Bang!

The monsters behind them also flew into the air, fell to the ground again, obviously not dead, and stood up one by one, blood left along their bodies, and almost all of them were seriously injured.

Fang Yan looked at the monsters with melancholy and indifference, and gestured a thumb down at them.

It's a pity that the monsters can't understand it, and after adjusting it, they continue to run despite their injuries.

The death of their companions did not stop them.

At this moment, several sword lights lit up and came quickly in the air.

It's just around the corner!

The sword light pierced the monster's body, turned back in mid-air, and flew back into the hands of several monks who had arrived.

I only heard someone say: "Senior sister is good, let's go up together and kill these filthy things!" ”

The disciples of support are here!

"Ha ......"

Fang Yan laughed, giving birth to a feeling of high spirits, only to feel that there is nothing in the world that is more enjoyable than a hearty fight.

If there is, then two fights!