"You guard the front and left, and I guard the back and left. Han Fan said and squatted back to back with Sima Yan.

"It's all left?" Sima Yan raised his hand and gestured, and only then did he react when he found that Han Fan was back to back with him.

The wolves soon surrounded the giant tree, and the demon wolves continued to rush up, and they were constantly hit by the magic balls of the two.

A thick layer of dark clouds had accumulated on the horizon, which obscured the moon, and the last glimmer of light in the forest was deprived, leaving only countless dark green vertical pupils in sight.

Outside the mountain, the light curtain is still there, and the gentlemen also maintain their previous posture, looking at the light curtain motionlessly, and when they reach this realm, they are often in retreat for a year or two, and standing for seven days is a common thing for them.

"Elder Guan, do you think these two little guys can survive it?" asked an elder.

Although the title of elder has to be pressed by Mr. Guan, everyone in Zhulu Academy respects him, not because of Mr. Guan's cultivation, but because of his personality and dedication to the sect.

"These two children have a decent temperament, and I think they can do things that ordinary people can't do. Mr. Guan muttered.

"What did Mr. Wang say?" the elder asked again.

"Everyone knows that Han Fan is cultivating one of the town's magic techniques, Junyu Jue, and his talent is the best, he has cultivated six magic balls, and Sima Yan is also not bad, his cultivation is already the peak of a realm, and he can theoretically deal with it. Mr. Wang analyzed objectively.

The elder only smiled bitterly, theory is theory, actual combat is actual combat, and there is a big gap between the two.

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"Sima, the focus is on repelling, not killing. Han Fan shouted, and the magic ball in his hand continued to condense and play.

"Understood. Sima Yan responded.

Thunder sounded from the sky, followed by lightning flashing, and in an instant, it was as bright as day, and Han Fan saw the dense demon wolves under the giant tree rushing upward, and Sima Yan also saw the same scene.

"Han Fan, you say, are we going to die here today?"

In fact, Han Fan also had the urge to give up in his heart, but he knew that as long as he gave up, it would really be over.

"I remember a quote that is circulating in my hometown. Han Fan said.

"You say. ”

"Even if there are thousands of troops and horses, I will go!" Han Fan said hoarsely.

Sima Yan only felt that a stream of blood rushed straight to the Tianling Gai, and his scalp was numb for a while.

"Okay!" Sima Yan also aroused endless fighting spirit.

Accompanied by lightning and thunder, torrential rain poured down.

The rain wet their clothes, but it couldn't extinguish their high fighting spirit.

The rain kept falling, and Han Fan kept repeating the action of condensing the magic ball and then playing, and he didn't know if it was the dozens or hundreds of demon wolves that were bombarded down.

Han Fen was already a little unconscious, a demon wolf took advantage of Han Fan's distraction and scratched his clothes, leaving four deep wounds on his shoulders, Han Fen repelled in time, and the sharp stinging pain made him wake up instantly.

I don't know how long later, the rain stopped, the wolves' offensive gradually weakened, and the dark clouds poured over the torrential rain and dispersed satisfied.

The moonlight fell again, illuminating the scarred demon wolves all over the ground, illuminating Han Fan's blood-stained left arm, and illuminating Sima Yan's crumbling body.

Although the rainstorm has passed, Han Fan's anger has not yet dissipated, the constant stinging pain in his shoulder made his eyes scarlet, looking at the demon wolf below that is no longer intact, Han Fan's voice is hoarse:

"I, go!" I don't know if it was because of anger or unwillingness to retreat in the danger of life and death, Han Fan pulled out the sideburns pinned to his waist and jumped off the tree.

"Han Fan!" Sima Yan shouted.

Han Fan fell into a wonderful state, only to see that his body was agile, and the dark yellow sideburns drew a mysterious trajectory in the night sky, and pierced the brain precisely along the ears of the demon wolf, killing him with one blow.

With no place to stand under his feet, Han Fan stepped on the corpse of the demon wolf, sideways to dodge the demon wolf that flew over, and stabbed it into the back of the head with his backhand.

When the manpower was finally exhausted, Han Fan fell straight down after killing a demon wolf, and Sima Yan hurriedly jumped off the tree when he saw this, and rushed over to pounce on a demon wolf who wanted to sneak attack Han Fan from behind.

Sima Yan condensed the fire attribute magic orb, and he didn't care about any moves, so he pressed it into the mouth of the demon wolf with his bare hands.

"When you're tired, just rest, in the second half of the night, I'll be the guard!" Sima Yan stood beside Han Fan, surrounded by the magic ball in his hand, shining brightly.

Seven or eight out of ten demon wolves have been killed by Han Fan, and after Sima Yan has killed about twenty or so, there is no one alive around.

Sima Yan staggered and sat in the pile of corpses, Han Fan was lying on the side, he bandaged the wound on Han Fan's shoulder, checked Han Fan's pulse, and was relieved to make sure that he was just in a coma.

The wolf corpses were piled up in the clearing, the blood soaked the earth, and the rich smell of blood filled the air for a long time.

"Although there are thousands of troops, I will go, what a momentum!" Outside of Que Mountain, even Mr. Wang, who has always been harsh, was moved and praised, and the other gentlemen and elders couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Han Fan's future is limitless, Sima Yan is close to Han Fan, and the future is also promising!"

In the early morning, the dazzling sunlight woke Han Fan from his deep sleep, Han Fan opened his eyes in a trance, he looked sideways, and saw Sima Yan shaking his head and sitting beside him, holding on to prevent himself from falling asleep completely.

Han Fan recalled what happened at night, he smiled happily, only in this era can he experience the sense of crisis at the moment of life and death, and can he make friends with a brother who can hand over his back to the other party without any worries.

"Don't sleep, let's go. Han Fan patted Sima Yan on the shoulder.

"Ah, you're awake. "Sima Yan came back from the endless chaos.

"Let's go, let's find a rest first, it's a shame that you can sleep. Han Fan handed over his hand, and Sima Yan grabbed Han Fan's hand and stood up.

The two couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other's bloodstained clothes and embarrassed appearance.

"I think we should count how many demon wolves we've killed. Sima Yan proposed.

"Shouldn't you find a place to rest first?" Han Fan looked surprised.

"It's never too late to rest after counting. "Sima Yan is unrelenting.

In the end, the two found a small stream, took turns to sentry, and took a happy bath, there was a relatively secret cave not far from the stream, and after the two checked it, it was not dangerous and became their temporary stronghold.

It is worth mentioning that Sima Yan spent a quarter of an hour counting the number of demon wolves, a total of 125, after hearing this number, Han Feng couldn't help but gasp, what did he experience last night?

Sima Yan slept in the cave for a whole day, and Han Fan sat at the entrance of the cave to practice the Jun Yu Jue, and it was not until the evening that the two of them set out to catch a strange beast to fill their stomachs.

In the next few days, he was relatively stable, and he never encountered a group of alien beasts attacking again, and Han Fan's mastery of magic ball techniques and spiritual power has improved to a higher level:

He could already figure out how much spiritual power he should condense and gather into a magic ball, just enough to kill a strange beast.

The two of them had been exploring every corner of Bird Mountain, and on the last day, they encountered a first-order high-level fire-streaked tiger, which was the first first-order high-level alien beast that the two had encountered in so many days.

After a few days of getting along, the two also had a tacit understanding, thinking that it would be a hard fight, but who knew that the battle would end in three minutes.

As the sun waned, the birds flocked to the last afterglow, and as the last rays of sunlight dissipated, the trial was over.

Han Fan and Sima Yan appeared side by side at the edge of the Bird Mountain Forest, Han Fan looked left and right, and there were eight people besides them who had passed the trial.

Sima Yan regained his coldness after seeing outsiders again, but his draped and tattered appearance was really flattering.

"The trial is over, congratulations. The formation ban on the edge opened, and Mr. Guan walked in with a smile.

I don't know which disciple I was following quietly, a demon wolf suddenly came out of the forest and pounced on the disciples.

Han Fan and Sima Yan quickly turned sideways, and there was already a magic ball condensed in their hands.

I saw Mr. Guan wave his hand, and the demon wolf seemed to hit a transparent wall, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't take a step forward.

Han Fan thought that he could at least achieve a small success, but after seeing Mr. Guan's methods, he hurriedly put away the pride in his heart.