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Meng Nan and the old servant watched silently, without any intention of interfering.

Although they all knew that Murong might face the most difficult moment in this battle next, they knew better that for Murong, this was the first battle in his life, and whether he won or lost, it would have a significant impact on him, and only by relying on his own strength to achieve the final victory could the young man's self-confidence be truly established.

Murong didn't know anything about all this.

At this time, he was already fully engaged in the battle, and there was nothing else in his eyes except the opponent of the eight-legged beast.

The Yuan Force cultivated by the Canghai Horror Divine Technique was extremely domineering, and it was running at an extremely fast speed at this time, like a wild horse galloping in the meridians, which was completely different from his usual cultivation, making the blood in his body boil. Murong found that he had already liked this feeling, where the violent Yuan Force passed, there seemed to be a flame burning fiercely, making his whole person feel like he was in a blazing oven, full of strength, only the fiercest battle could make him satisfied!

The fighting spirit on the young man's body became more and more high, and the blue eyes like the sea seemed to set off a monstrous wave, and a cold murderous aura permeated out.

"Kill!"

A simple word exit reveals Murong Victory's confidence.

He was carrying a purple electric gun, and when his figure shook, he suddenly appeared behind the eight-legged beast, and before the giant beast had time to turn around, he stabbed forward with a fierce shot!

Laugh at!

The sharp spear burst out, straight as a ruler, and pierced into the back of the giant beast mercilessly, and then Murong shook the spear.

Bang!

In an instant, the tip of the spear that pierced the back of the giant beast trembled rapidly, and a violent force erupted, and a terrifying wound broke out on the back of the giant beast, and scarlet blood spurted out, spilling on the beach, instantly dyeing a piece of sand red.

"Roar!"

The giant beast let out a terrible roar under the pain, and its huge body trembled wildly at this moment.

Rumble!

In the next moment, an even more tyrannical aura permeated the air.

The eight-legged beast was furious, and a red light glowed in the eyes of the lantern-sized beast, which made it completely fall into madness.

Call!

The furious eight-legged beast instantly became much more flexible, and quickly turned around, its bloodshot pupils staring at Murong!

"Roar!"

With another roar, the eight-legged beast opened its bloody mouth, and in an instant, countless yuan forces converged, forming a cyan crystal nucleus the size of a basin in its mouth, and in an instant, violent fluctuations swept out.

Beast Crystal!

This beast has already condensed the beast crystal!

Murong's pupils shrank slightly, and a touch of solemnity passed through his eyes, knowing that the next attack of the giant beast was not trivial, he couldn't help but secretly urge the Yuan Force to the extreme, and was on guard carefully.

The cyan crystal nucleus, forming an irregular diamond shape, looks crystal clear, like a cyan crystal, floating out of the mouth of the giant beast, quietly suspended above the head of the giant beast.

Whew!

The wind is blowing!

A cyan yuan force poured out from the beast crystal, and then it began to rotate, and between breaths, a small tornado that had shrunk countless times was formed.

This beast attribute is wind, and after condensing the beast crystal, it can instinctively control the power of the wind system.

"Phew!"

Murong gasped, looking at the tornado that was only three or four feet in size, and for some reason, a wave of uneasiness suddenly welled up in his heart.

"Trouble!"

His expression became more and more solemn, and he clenched the purple electric gun and did not dare to move.

Just then, the eight-legged beast began to attack!

I saw it raise two thick tentacles, lightly touched the small tornado in the air, and then flicked it lightly.

Woohoo!

In the next moment, in the swirling wind scroll, eight palm-sized wind blades burst out, instantly cutting through the void and heading straight for Murong!

The speed of those wind blades was extremely fast, and between breaths, they carried a fierce aura, enveloping down from different directions.

Dangerous!

Murong's scalp was numb, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly surged out from the bottom of his heart.

What to do?

Dodge...... He hadn't cultivated any body techniques, and with his speed at this point, it was impossible to avoid these wind blades!

The only way is to make a hard follow!

Between the lightning and flint, many thoughts flashed in Murong's heart, and when his eyes suddenly narrowed, he held the purple electric gun and bounced upward.

Sneer......

Eight shots were stabbed in an instant, facing the eight palm-sized wind blades.

Bang bang bang!

A dense impact sounded, and the purple electric gun in Murong's hand burst out at the fastest speed, crushing the six wind blades in a blink of an eye, but he underestimated the power contained in these wind blades, after the six blows, his hands were numb, and he could no longer intercept the last two!

Snort!

The two wind blades intercepted through the spear, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Murong's face changed slightly, and he retreated in a hurry, but it was too late.

Two wind blades struck him in the blink of an eye, whistling past, leaving two deep wounds on his left shoulder, and the blood gushing out instantly stained his clothes red.

Pain!

Murong grinned in pain and staggered two steps before he stabilized his figure.

However, the eight-legged beast was not ready to give him a chance to breathe, and when the roar of rage rang out, another wind blade enveloped him.

"Young Patriarch!"

The old servant not far away suddenly clenched his fists, and a trace of worry crossed his face.

"Damn it!"

Murong took a deep breath, and the sharp pain that kept coming from his shoulder made him completely clear about his current situation.

Seeing that the large wind blade in front of him was about to envelop him, a pale color passed over his face, and a wave of weakness welled up in his heart.

"Is it going to be over?"

He grinned and smiled miserably.

"I'm really too weak, but it's a pity...... If it weren't for the fact that I only knew how to use marksmanship, I might not be as powerless as I am now...... In yesterday's dream, I seemed to have practiced a kind of spearmanship......

At the last moment, a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed in Murong's mind, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain that kept coming from his shoulder, his heart moved slightly, and a mysterious gun trick flowed through his heart.

Blessed in his heart, he raised the purple stun gun in his hand.

Whew!

The spear waved, and a dense shadow of the spear suddenly appeared, and between the lightning and flint, an impenetrable gun curtain was formed in front of him.

At this moment, a large wind blade whistled.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of dense collision resounded and reverberate, and countless wind blades fiercely bombarded the gun curtain in front of Murong, but they could not break through a single bit.