This time, Yang Quan didn't try to distance himself, because if he flew to a place where the opponent couldn't hit him, his sword pill wouldn't have much power against the opponent.

Around this orchard, two monks fought fiercely with two desolate men, and neither of them was overwhelming. Although Yang Quan cultivated in the early stage, his mana was strong, and his magic weapon was relatively sharp, and he had the upper hand against the four-zhang high desolate tribe.

"Click!"

A purple thunderbolt slashed down, and the blood qi around the desolate man suddenly revealed some gaps, and Yang Quan's sword pill took the opportunity to invade and attack the opponent's relatively weak spine.

And the desolate man also reacted quickly, he knew that it was too late to turn around, the sword pill was different from other magic weapons he had seen, the speed was too fast, instead of passive defense, it was better to take the initiative to attack Yang Quan, so that Yang Quan could not concentrate on manipulating the magic weapon.

"Uhhhhhh

The already huge bone rod, under the urging of blood and qi, like the law of a monk, became several times larger, and danced in his hand, the power was extremely amazing, and the surrounding area seemed to be hung with a huge wind, flying sand and stones and blood mist.

With just this blow, Yang Quan had to dodge, such a big swing made it impossible for him to swim away near the other party, and the scorching blood and qi even forced him to use a magic weapon to block it, a bit like a special flame urged by mana.

"The blood qi is too abundant at this moment, and it is difficult to find a gap to use the soul suppression seal... Let's continue to consume the other party's blood first..."

Yang Quan thought in his heart, after the opponent held the bone rod and swung it, he continued to use the thunder spell to split the opponent's blood and qi closely, and used the sword pill to break the opponent's flesh and accelerate the consumption of blood and qi.

The blood qi of the desolate man has reached this level, and it is not far from the mana of the monk, but it is not delicate enough, it is difficult to use it to arrange formations and engrave runes, Yang Quan lacks the means to kill with one blow, so he can only consume the opponent's blood and qi first.

"Whew..."

Yang Quan tried to force out his own Danhuo, but it was just a small wisp, attached to the desolate man, and suddenly Fang Yuan seemed to have entered the red steam room within dozens of zhang, and suddenly consumed a lot of the desolate man's blood and qi, but after careful calculation, Yang Quan did not feel that he had taken advantage, because it was not easy for an early monk like him to force out the Danhuo.

"Click!"

The purple thunder continued to be useful, and the blood and qi around the four-zhang tall desolate man didn't know how much had been evaporated, and when he looked carefully in the air, he showed a reddish color.

And Yang Quan himself was not very comfortable, he was rubbed by the bone stick several times, although it was not a head-on hit, but it also made Yang Quan's body tremble slightly, and he was swept away far away, this is an attack that can roll thousands of huge stones around him with a strong wind alone, if he didn't use the blue light shield to resist, I am afraid that just rubbing it will make Yang Quan suffer a little bit of minor injury.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, the body of the desolate man fluctuated greatly, obviously the consumption of blood and qi was very large, and he was not lightly tired, while Yang Quan was much more leisurely, taking advantage of the other party's once more bone stick, he quickly made a seal with both hands, and a soul suppression seal was patted over!

"Boom!"

The power of Yang Quan's soul seal at this time is enough to shake the souls of monks below the middle stage of foundation building with one blow, even for monks of the same level, this soul seal can also hurt the soul of the opponent.

The desolate man's spirit was weaker than that of the monk, and when he was hit by this blow, his body suddenly shook, and the blood and qi around his body slowed down, and he was no longer surging as recklessly as he was just now.

Yang Quan's eyes flashed, his hands were sealed again, and the sword pill continued to attack the opponent's back, and his hands quickly made a lifting shape.

"Hateful!"

The desolate man was dizzy from being slapped by the soul suppression seal, but when he saw Yang Quan using this trick again, he desperately picked up the bone stick and wanted to interrupt Yang Quan.

"Boom!"

However, Yang Quan was still a step faster, and before the opponent's bone stick could be picked up, he was slapped back by Yang Quan, and his body fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but the sword pill had already made a contribution on the opponent's back, shattering a small piece of the opponent's bone joint!

This is not an easy thing, the bones of the desolate people are different from the bones of the monks, they are several times harder than the bones of the demon beasts of the same level, and the hardness of each bone is comparable to the magic weapon of the monks, this is not an exaggeration!

Because the bones of the desolate people are equivalent to the magic weapon materials that have been nourished with flesh and blood and mana since birth.

"Ahh

The desolate man's vertebrae were broken, and his soul was violently shaken, but he was still frenzied, still grabbing the bone stick and slamming it wildly, but his flexibility and discipline had been completely lost, so he was not afraid.

Yang Quan stood still in the air for a moment, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he disappeared in an instant, and he sealed it again to prepare for the soul suppression seal.

On the other hand, Wang Qiang and the desolate man who is more than three feet high, the battle has also reached the most critical moment, Wang Qiang's background is not high, and the secret techniques are not outstanding, but the victory is calm and wise, after following Yayue, the quality of the magic weapon is not bad, at this time, after nearly an hour of fighting, it has gained the upper hand, and it is getting easier and easier.

At this time, the situation was basically clear, and the people in this place were definitely going to lose, and Yang Quan and Wang Qiang were a little relieved. The desolate man with a broken vertebrae was hit by the soul seal again, his body was full of wounds pierced by the sword pill, and there was not much blood in his body, he looked at Yang Quan with an unusually hateful gaze, and Yang Quan looked back calmly.

"Roar!"

The desolate man rose up, staggered to his feet, and the blood qi on his body finally exploded, Yang Quan's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly propped up the blue light shield and retreated, the other party glared at him angrily, this death-threatening blow made Yang Quan have to guard against it.

"Uhhhhhh

The desolate man urged his remaining blood and qi to throw the bone stick in his hand with force!

Unexpectedly, this desolate man glared at Yang Quan angrily, but the target of the attack turned out to be Wang Qiang, who was entangled with another desolate man over there!

"Wang Qiang, get out of the way!"

This bone stick had an unparalleled momentum, and in Wang Qiang's shocked eyes, it hit Wang Qiang.

In an instant, the defensive magic weapon that Wang Qiang was blocking in front of him sank down, the light shield he held up shattered, and the shield slammed into himself.

"Click..."

"Poof..."

Yang Quan was annoyed, gritted his teeth and began to hurt the killer, and after a quarter of an hour, he eliminated all the two desolate people who had been injured, and then quickly came to the place where Wang Qiang fell to check the other party's injuries.

"It's okay, I can't die..."Wang Qiang said with a bitter smile.

Yang Quan said regretfully: "I thought it was beating me, but I didn't expect..."

"Brother Yang doesn't have to blame himself, this is completely accidental, no one can think of it, it was my own carelessness... There are a lot of broken bones on the body, but that's all, the injuries to the magic weapon and soul are not very serious. Wang Qiang said.

Yang Quan took out a small bottle, less than a foot high, slender and slender, which contained the only bit of top-grade milk he had left, and there were only three bottles of diluted milk, and when he opened the bottle, a fragrance suddenly came to the surface, which was exciting.

"Huh, this is..."Wang Qiang's originally painful expression, at this time, the spar eased slightly.

"It's just a little collection. Yang Quan smiled, poured out a fifth of the amount, and handed it to Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang took a serious look at it and asked, "Top ground milk, really thank you Brother Yang... Gollum..."He poured it down and said, "If I have this thing, I feel that I will be able to recover in less than a month at most, this thing is too precious..."

"It's nothing, I didn't calculate it in the end, this desolate man came to such a hand, the military merit of Sizhang is mine, and the military merit of more than three zhang is yours, or the same as we shared before. Yang Quan said.

Wang Qiang naturally had no objections, opened the orchard formation, and the two entered it, but Wang Qiang suddenly patted his head and said solemnly: "I almost forgot... But... Forget it..."

Yang Quan was a little puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"