The silver-horned wolf is the most common demon beast in the Dragon Binding Domain, and there is no one.

They are cunning and ruthless by nature, they like to show mercy everywhere, and they are easy to give birth to a large nest in their lives, and they are all easy to feed, so that some rare monsters beat their chests and do not fight in one place.

The silver-horned wolf's fur was pure white as snow, fluffy and fluffy, and it looked like a fat dog from its back, but when it turned around, you could see a curved silver horn on its head, which was the source of the attack and the death hole.

"You're left, I'm right. "Flick your clothes and toes, and your body is agile, like an afterimage flickering from the spot to the right of the silver-horned wolf, gently rolling up the dust under your feet, like a yellow mist spreading around you.

Zhong Yun is two breaths slower than her, but in the battle for life, one breath can determine life and death. The silver-horned wolf grinned and bared its teeth, and a silver circle of light flashed on its head, like two crescent moons, and like the thinnest and sharpest blade in the world, and flew towards the two of them in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful!" Fu Yi's strength is limited and she can't care about rescue, the first-order defensive skirt on her body is just better than nothing, and she relies on consuming spiritual power to support a spiritual light shield, where is there still extra strength to rescue Zhong Yun.

Fortunately, Zhong Yun was born in a big family, and his own strength was quite strong, and the shield gathered by the treasures on his body flickered and shook lightly for a while, and when he was about to be seriously injured, he turned around and barely dodged this natal talent attack.

"It's wounded, attack its left hind leg!" Fu Yi had no magic weapon in her hand, and her slender and white right hand seemed to break as soon as it snapped, but the moment she unfolded her palm, a virtual white-gold long sword appeared in the air like a soul.

The slender fingers of the clothes suddenly clasped together, and the momentum of the moment she held the hilt of the sword changed suddenly, and the lazy and uninhabited image shattered like a dream, as if the sword was integrated with her, and the mystery of the sword was embedded in her blood and bones.

A sword rises, and the wind and clouds ...... It has not changed color.

Fu Yi was almost immersed in the memories of his previous life, thinking that he could slash away the low-level beast in front of him with a single sword, but the fact was that this sword only made the silver-horned wolf even more manic, because the fluffy and lovely white hair was all shad off a piece, revealing the white bones and dark blood.

"Friend of the Cloth Lady, can you do it!" Zhong Yun has been shocked by his natal talent with slight internal injuries, and when he saw that the clothes were full of momentum, he thought that the companion he picked up was a king, but he didn't expect that he would still be a weak chicken refining with a sword.

"How can a cultivator easily say no?" Fu Yi grinned, his delicate and delicate face stained with a hint of evil. "Disturb its sight, and when I get the right time, you will take its life!"

Just now, I wanted to take advantage of the fact that he had just used his natal talent to attack his injury, but he didn't even know that he was not handsome for a breath, and he found that he didn't have the sword heart of the Yuan Infant period now, so he could only draw up a fur, and he couldn't achieve the power he should have.

However, Fu Yi is not discouraged, his comprehension of swords and swordsmanship is still there, coupled with the fighting experience in his previous life, it is still not a problem to deal with a first-order demon wolf.

The first-order consummate demon wolf is only a small realm higher than her, with her situation, this gap is completely negligible, and there is also a seventh-layer qi refining Zhong Yun by her side to help, and it is not a win if you don't take off the demon wolf's silver horn completely.

"Friends of the Daoist in clothes, move quickly!" Zhong Yun jumped up and down alone, throwing talismans and spiritual light condensing blades, provoking the impulsive and irritable demon wolf into a frenzy. "What are you waiting for, waiting for an opportunity to advance?"

"I'm moving. Fu Yi replied with a clear mind, she was standing in a safe place, but her divine consciousness had been dispersed, like a thin thread, following the demon wolf's every move.

Divine consciousness is supposed to be a whole, but for Fu Yi, who has had experience in the primordial infancy, divine consciousness is more like a tool that can do whatever he wants. She wants to be divided into pieces to see the whole, and she wants to be divided into thin lines to see every subtle change.

This is a method that is difficult for low-level monks to comprehend, it is difficult to speak, and once it can be done, it is like a finger.

It's just that this method far exceeds the realm of the Qi refining period, and fine sweat gradually soaks out on the forehead of the clothes, and the face is no longer ruddy, and there is a sickly paleness.

Fortunately, the demon wolf realm is also limited, and with her experience, she quickly caught the flaw.

"Zhong Daoyou dodge!" Fu Yi leaned over to the ground, and swung his sword away in an extremely tricky and strange posture, and the long sword formed by pure golden spiritual power struck out, cutting a deep crack on the ground.

Click, click, click

Boom Boom –

The dust was flying, and the sight was blurred in an instant, and the strong wind swept wildly, impacting Zhong Yun and the demon wolf's divine consciousness to the point of collapse. A terrible howl resounded through the wilderness, startling a group of shivering low-ranking birds in the forest to flee in panic.

"What did you do, I can't see it!" Zhong Yun felt like he was about to be driven crazy by this teammate.

Normally, it is true that one person leads the enemy to attack one person, but who will tell her why her teammates' attacks are indistinguishable? Her divine sense is almost injured by the sword move Yu Wei just now!

"Zhong Daoyou, quickly take it Silver Horn!" Fu Yi had exhausted her strength, and only relied on instinct to retain Sancheng's spiritual power to prevent accidents, but her divine sense clearly saw that the demon wolf was unable to move, and it was impossible to attack again at least in a short time.

Zhong Yun quickly reacted, and once again leaned out his divine sense and swung his sword to attack, one after another purple light blades carried a terrifying thunder power, this is the most feared power of cultivators, and it is the purest and most domineering power in the world.

The demon wolf wailed incessantly, knowing that he would not be able to escape this fate, but he could not struggle from the death realm no matter what, and could only use the purple light to hit the depths of his forehead......

There was a crackling sound, not terrible at all, like dead leaves being trampled on, like raindrops falling on the eaves.

But after this thunderous sound, the silver-horned wolf did not make the slightest sound, and the consciousness of Fu Yi and Zhong Yun could not feel the breath of the second living creature.

"Huh......" Zhong Yun rubbed his numb hand and threw the knife into the storage bag. "I said, Daoist friend, where did you hit, why didn't I see the injury from it?"

Zhong Yun also reacted at this time, Fu Yi was not attacking indiscriminately, let alone injuring her by mistake, but the control of his own strength had reached the peak of the Qi refining period, and he knew that this blow would not cause her substantial damage.

Zhong Yun looked at Fuyi's obviously weak but still calm and relaxed appearance, and inexplicably felt that "this girl is not ordinary", and felt that he had made a very wise choice to walk with him.

It's just that these feelings didn't last for three breaths, because she saw that Fu Yi grinned, quite a bit of a hippie smile, and the words that came out made her even more dumbfounded.

"Hey, hey, the place I'm attacking isn't a dead hole, but it's the part that a dignified male wolf cares about the most, hehe, you know. ”

Zhong Yun: "......" She knows a fart! Why should she understand such a thing! But ...... She just got it.

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(Open no male protagonist Xianxia again, it's really the head iron plus true love, the new book list is so hard to rush, well-behaved to ask for recommendation votes, please look at my pitiful, helpless, weak and sad eyes......)