Zhang Feiyang was speechless for a while.

I thought that by escaping, I could relieve myself of a little pressure and no longer have to pay attention to Tai Shu'an's affairs, but I didn't expect that now the pressure is even greater instead of decreasing.

Coupled with Uncle An's crazy cynicism, his heart was also a little irritable.

He took a deep breath, quickly looked around, left and right, and back and forth, and returned his attention to the dangerous Scarlet Butterfly, before he regained his composure.

Judging from the red eyes of these blood-red butterflies, their hideous expressions, and the tentacles that were slowly dancing with hostility, it was clear that most of these fellows were going to kill themselves before they would give up, and they were probably going to kill them all, as if then no monk would know their secrets.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang smiled lightly at self-deprecation.

It seems that whether it is a mortal in the mortal world, a monk in the immortal cultivation world, or a demon beast in this butterfly valley, it is all the same.

As long as there is self-awareness, the logic of all life's behavior is to satisfy their own interests, but compared with the mortal world, among the monks and these demon beasts, this situation is more obvious, more cruel, and more cold, and even the so-called morality and other fig leafs are gone, as long as the strength is strong, it is justice.

After understanding this, Zhang Feiyang had a clearer understanding of the immortal cultivation world, and it seemed that cultivating to become an immortal was indeed as difficult as ascending to the sky, but it was much more dangerous and difficult than crawling around in the mortal world.

If you don't have a strong strength to rely on, it's best not to venture into the depths of the valley where the monsters live, just move in the outer circle, like now, out of escape from Taishu'an's pursuit, it is too unwise to flee into the depths of the Butterfly Valley regardless of the direction, and encounter the siege of so many butterfly kings.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Feiyang couldn't help but feel a little regretful and self-blame.

It seems that he is still too young. If he had known that there would be so much danger in the depths of Butterfly Valley, he would not have escaped to this seemingly safe cave.

Now you have to surround the blood red butterfly army whose strength is not weaker than yourself, and you can't run if you want to.

At this moment, the Scarlet Butterfly army finally launched an attack on Zhang Feiyang.

A blood-red butterfly suddenly flew up behind him, and its long tentacles were like two sharp knives, plunging into Zhang Feiyang's back.

How dare Zhang Feiyang take it with his bare hands.

He had already learned how powerful this tentacle could suck human blood, and he didn't want to suck even a drop of blood again.

Because, now there is not only one blood red butterfly, once the tentacles of a blood red butterfly are inserted into the body and a mouthful of blood is sucked away, he will inevitably give the second and third blood red butterfly that immediately pounces on him, sucking the blood, so that even if he wants to resist in the end, he will have a weak heart, just like Uncle An, who is now lying on the ground and seriously injured.

Therefore, he shot like lightning, reached into his arms, and as soon as he took out the spirit stone rod, he smashed the two tentacles that were inserted in his face.

With two muffled "bangs", the blood-red butterfly trembled slightly, as if it had been injured, screamed, and its body flew out more than ten feet, fell on a big tree, and fell to the ground.

But this obviously can't bring it any fatal damage, as soon as the blood-red butterfly landed, it fluttered its wings again, soared into the air, straightened its tentacles, mixed it with the rest of the blood-red butterflies, and continued to pounce on Zhang Feiyang.

At this time, Zhang Feiyang was already in full swing, and with the position he was standing in, he waved the spirit stone stick in his hand like a whirlwind, and collided violently with the tentacles that were rushing from all directions.

All the blood-red butterflies formed a large circle and stopped in mid-air, frequently manipulating their tentacles to attack Zhang Feiyang's body from different directions.

Their attack speed was as fast as a rainstorm, and the sound was as loud as thunder exploding on the ground.

Countless tentacles densely collided with the flying spirit stone rod, emitting a series of loud noises and sparks.

The attack mode of the blood red butterfly is even more varied, unpredictable, with a frontal attack, using tentacles to take the initiative to hit Zhang Feiyang's spirit stone stick, trying to rely on brute force, and surrendering Zhang Feiyang's weapon, in this way, you can easily enjoy the powerless living people.

There are also some insidious and cunning methods, they deliberately stay outside the battlefield where Zhang Feiyang and the rest of the tentacles are fighting, as if they are watching, staring at Zhang Feiyang, as long as Zhang Feiyang has a little slack for a moment, they will immediately launch a surprise attack, with various tricky angles, sneak attack Zhang Feiyang, trying to catch Zhang Feiyang off guard, and take this weak monk in one fell swoop.

and did not choose to hit hard, changed the tentacle's attack method from stabbing to wrapping, and waved the tentacles like a whip, not seeking to take down Zhang Feiyang at once, but only hoping to consume Zhang Feiyang's physical strength through attacks again and again, so that his injuries became more and more serious, and finally collapsed himself.

But how could Zhang Feiyang be the one who would be defeated so easily?

In terms of cultivating the exercises, he has no talent, no good teachers, and no elixir to improve his cultivation, and his progress is slow.

In terms of identity, he has never had a good background, he knows very well that he is just an ordinary mortal, and he can't compare with the children of a big family with powerful monks in his ancestors.

However, Zhang Feiyang has one thing that others can't compare.

The will to survive.

It can be said that the more dangerous the time, the better Zhang Feiyang's performance is.

Because, he is calmer than anyone else, this kind of situation that can lose his life at any time, it is not the first time he has experienced it, but in the past, the experience was not so exaggerated.

In the past ten years of wandering, he has experienced the greatest danger, that is, he fell into an ice cave and almost drowned in the frozen water.

Even though the current situation is obviously much more dangerous than in the past, the pressure on Zhang Feiyang is actually the same.

In this case, he will naturally be calmer than others, which is a precious wealth brought to him by often experiencing life and death when he is wandering, and it is also a super psychological quality that only people who frequently struggle on the line of death can have.

Therefore, in the same dangerous situation of besieging the Blood Red Butterfly, Taishu An, whose strength was even higher than Zhang Feiyang, was obviously a big step behind, he was in a hurry, upset, and frightened.

Zhang Feiyang was calm and unhurried, interspersing in countless tentacle sieges, and every time he avoided or successfully defended, he didn't forget to make a backhand stick and try to fight back.

He behaved with ease, almost perfectly, making Uncle An, who was gloating in the distance, waiting for him to turn into a corpse early, dumbfounded.

Is this kid so powerful?

As time passed, the more Uncle An looked at it, the more ugly his face became.

After looking at it for a while, seeing that Zhang Feiyang's response was more calm, the blood red butterfly that he had not been able to attack for a long time became a little hurried, and began to attack each other, and the chaos gradually arose within the group.

For him, his life and death are no longer important, the most important thing is Zhang Feiyang's life and death.

Since Zhang Feiyang had obvious signs of escaping quickly, of course he couldn't let Zhang Feiyang succeed, so he hurriedly made a move and sacrificed the magic weapon Liangyi Tower, not to attack the Blood Red Butterfly, but to help the Blood Red Butterfly to sneak attack Zhang Feiyang.

Because, knowing that he was not the opponent of the Blood Red Disc, he always wanted Zhang Feiyang to be the backstop.

Now come to a well, so that Zhang Feiyang can't turn over completely, naturally the only choice.

It's a pity that if you treat others with such a mind, you may be able to do it, but how can it be successful when it is used to target Zhang Feiyang?

At this time, Zhang Feiyang looked at the six roads, listened to all directions, and his spirit shrouded the overall situation, what direction of sneak attack could escape his attention?

The two Yi Towers had just rushed over, and Zhang Feiyang guessed Tai Shu'an's careful thoughts, and quietly pretended to weaken his speed, creating the illusion that he was about to be unable to withstand the attack of the Blood Red Butterfly.

When the Liangyi Pagoda reached the top of his head and was covered like a mountain, Zhang Feiyang's speed instantly soared to the limit, and he rolled to avoid the attack of the three tentacles, and the spirit stone stick waved fiercely in front of him, repelling the secondary attack of more than a dozen tentacles, killing a bloody path, and forcibly rushing out of the encirclement.

In this way, when the two Yi Towers finally fell, they happened to hit a blood red disc behind Zhang Feiyang, and smashed it into powder.

Uncle Tai An was stunned, so angry that he almost vomited blood, and hurriedly controlled the Liangyi Pagoda to fly upwards and pursue Zhang Feiyang.

But Zhang Feiyang had already taken precautions, and the direction changed abruptly, taking advantage of the fact that the remaining blood red butterflies failed to react, he rushed into the encirclement in a blink of an eye, and fought fiercely with them.

At this moment, the Liangyi Pagoda was once again pressed down.

Zhang Feiyang did the same, and he once again succeeded in attracting a blood red disc and stoned him to death on the spot.

Seeing this scene, those living blood-red butterflies finally reacted, turned their heads, and rushed towards the direction where Uncle Tai An was.

Uncle Tai'an's face turned white with fright, who would have thought that this would be the result, wow wow yelled, cursed at Zhang Feiyang, and all kinds of ugly and harsh words came out.

Zhang Feiyang was not angry, chased after the blood red butterfly and killed it, with a little feet, jumped high, climbed up to the wings of the last blood red butterfly, and jumped like a fly, rushed to the top of the head, and the spirit stone stick slammed and smashed down.

A large pool of blood splattered out.

Seeing a blood red butterfly die tragically on the spot and fall from the sky, Zhang Feiyang was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, and continued to concoct the same method, climbed more blood red saucers, and killed them one by one.

In this way, he killed more and more, killing faster and faster, seeing that he had reached the last blood-red butterfly, and was about to raise his hand to kill it, suddenly, twenty or thirty new ordinary butterfly demon beasts flew in the distance, and their size was still only the size of a palm.

Zhang Feiyang sighed, afraid that if he killed this blood-red butterfly, the blood would spurt out, and more blood-red butterflies would be produced, so he turned around and fled, without hesitation.

As for Uncle Tai'an's life or death, he has no intention of paying attention to it.

Uncle An was willing to let Zhang Feiyang leave, seeing that Zhang Feiyang was about to escape successfully, the remaining blood red butterfly was no threat to Zhang Feiyang, but it was still a threat to his life when he was already seriously injured, how could he balance his heart?

Naturally, he once again fought with the last trace of aura, and controlled the Liangyi Pagoda to slam the ground, suppressing the only blood red butterfly to death.

A large pool of blood splashed out and landed on the bodies of the twenty or thirty ordinary butterfly demon beasts who had just rushed over, and sure enough, they instantly turned into new blood-red butterflies and chased in the direction of Zhang Feiyang.

Because, in their opinion, Zhang Feiyang and Tai Shu'an are both targets that must be killed, Tai Shu'an has exhausted his aura and is dying, and it doesn't take much effort to solve it, but Zhang Feiyang is obviously much more difficult to deal with.

In order to wipe out Zhang Feiyang and Uncle Tai An and kill them all, these blood red butterflies naturally came to deal with Zhang Feiyang as soon as possible.