In the face of Wu Shixun's familiar face and familiar attack pattern, he really couldn't make a move, and hesitated whether to swing this big sharp hammer.

It's just that in such an instant, the hand has already grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up in the air.

"Ah~~Ahh~~ Master, be merciful!

Ren screamed quite sadly, Fan Yicai took the time to glance back, and snorted disdainfully, but with a careless result, one arm was scraped by the claws of the demonic beast.

After living for so many years, he has never experienced the taste of skin and flesh, at most, his spiritual power is exhausted, and his body is very empty, but he didn't expect that the first time was given to such a beast without spiritual intelligence.

He couldn't care about pity his spiritual power anymore, and a big moving technique was unleashed, but in a moment, the person had already ridden on the back of the demonic beast.

The monster struggled desperately, trying to throw him off, and he was like growing on his back, but he didn't move like Tarzan. With the blessing of spiritual power, the sword in his hand was slammed into the neck of the demonic beast.

The knife rotated around, and a bloody head fell to the ground.

This demonic beast was solved quickly, but there were many surrounding demonic beasts, which surrounded Fan Yicai impenetrably.

He knew very well about his strength, it was so difficult to kill one, let alone so much.

He can't do it for anyone!

Looking at the woman who was still desperately fighting with the demonic beasts, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, but he did not hesitate to perform the big maneuvering technique, stepped on the heads of many demonic beasts, and just fled.

And Xi Mo, who was in the midst of intense killing, didn't know anything about it.

After a lot of effort, she finally killed a demonic beast that was not too strong. At this time, he was also a little weak, and couldn't help but complain loudly, "Senior Brother Fan, what should I do? It's too much, I can't stand it." ”

She is a strong woman, she has always only fought fiercely, and now she is forced to show a rare cowardice of a woman.

It's just that after she finished speaking, there was silence behind her, and no one responded to her at all.

On the contrary, a sharp pain in her back came, but it was a somewhat petite monster that jumped up and scratched her back.

She endured the pain and looked back, in addition to the dense demonic beasts behind her, where was there any trace of Fan Yicai.

Her little face suddenly turned pale, and the person was also a little shaky, where did she still have the strength to resist the invasion of the demonic beast.

The person she had high hopes for turned out to be nothing more than that! She smiled coldly in her heart, and drew a red cross directly in her heart for the legendary so-called monk.

But on the other side, Wu Shixun had lost his mind, and in the face of any plea, he was not only indifferent, but also raised him high with one hand and slammed it to the ground.

Only a "bang" sound was heard, and either one lay motionless on the ground like a broken sack.

It wasn't the first time he felt that he was dizzy, and he couldn't move.

It hurts, it hurts!

Wu Shixun will not waste time and let him feel his sad thoughts. Instead, he tugged at either hand and leg in a big way, trying to tear him to shreds.

Anyone who felt that one of his feet and one arm was about to be his own, and it hurt to be pulled raw.

Wu Shixun is even more crazy than in the past, not only smashing and beating, but now he has to tear up the nonsense again, who can stand this?

However, any of them are so resistant. No matter how Wu Shixun pulled him and circled around him, he just wasn't torn to pieces like those demonic beasts.

Wu Shixun repeated his actions over and over again, and experienced wave after wave of severe pain. At the beginning, he was a big man, and he couldn't help but cry out because it hurt too much.

At this time, he was about to be beaten and numb, the pain was still there, and he didn't have the desire to shout out for help (。。 Look.

In this way, I don't know if I was ravaged by Wu Shixun (. . . How many times have you been trampled, and you even have time to peek at what Xi Mo is doing on the side.

This is an incredible, Xi Mo is about to die under the claws of a beast when he sees that he is injured.

He hurriedly called for help to the two stupid little things on the side, "Come on, rabbit, dog, aren't you two very capable? ”

In fact, these two little ones are indeed stupid. They are also beasts, but they are only young beasts, not enough to compete with so many magical beasts.

Suppressed by strong instincts, they can only surrender, but they cannot rise to the idea of resistance.

Beasts are also hierarchical. This is also why some beasts can't kill it in half a day, and some can kill it completely with an ordinary sword.

The two beasts were able to ignore all the beasts present at first, but in the group of demonic beasts that chased Wu Shixun, there was one beast that gave them a sense of oppression.

It was a beast that was not very large, but there was a faint ray of spiritual light flashing between its eyebrows, which was clearly a sign that it was about to be promoted to a spirit beast.

All the beasts were demonized, but it still seemed to retain a trace of clarity, caught in the herd of beasts, and did not indiscriminately hurt people.

However, its arrival is of little use to the demonic beasts that have lost their minds, they don't know what fear is, what surrender is, and they only have killing in their eyes.

Ren Tu and Ren Fierce are different, to be precise, they belong to the category of spirit pets, but they still have not escaped the suppression of beast nature, and for the strong, they can't afford to resist.

Ren vomited blood and cried out, "You two coaxed at the critical moment, what do you want?"

Thinking about what he had adopted them and not expecting them to do, he no longer dwelled on the problem, and instead swung his big spike with great accuracy.

"Boom~~"

This time was different from the previous time, but it made an earth-shattering explosion, almost breaking Xi Mo's eardrums.

She involuntarily covered her ears and squatted on the ground in pain.

And the demonic beast that attacked her had already been killed by a hammer, and it was still full of smoke.

After being thrown to the ground by Wu Shixun again, Ren said slowly: "Master, are you tired? This has tormented me for a long time, with this kung fu, you can calculate by yourself, how many demonic beasts can you kill?"

Wu Shixun's red eyes flickered, and a hint of clarity came up, and he couldn't help but hold his head and beat it, and his mouth was still underestimated, "No! Hongmei! I don't want you to go, please!"

He was talking about such pathos that he could feel a heart-shattering voice.

It was an unspeakable despair, so oppressive that it was breathless.