Yang Mingyang pounced left and right, and finally knocked all these wolves off the boulder, and then looked at the arm that was bitten by the wolf, fortunately, although the wolf's teeth were sharp, they did not hurt it in the slightest.

Since he couldn't avoid this fight, Yang Mingyang was no longer afraid, he defiantly stretched out a fist in the direction of the one-eyed wolf, and challenged it. The one-eyed wolf ignored him, and with another wolf howl, hundreds of wolves pounced on the boulder, and after a few breaths, the boulder was already densely covered with wolves.

In the face of the wolves that pounced, Yang Mingyang punched and kicked, at this time, he didn't need to look at it, he could hit a wolf with a punch or kick, and soon after, he had killed and injured more than ten wolves. But these wolves were not afraid of death, and threw themselves at him desperately, biting him and not letting go.

Soon after, Yang Mingyang was bitten by many wolves, and his body was full of wolves, becoming a wolf tree. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been torn to pieces by the wolves, but fortunately, his body was extremely strong, and although the wolf teeth were sharp, they did not cause him much damage. He roared, his body spun rapidly, threw out the wolf hanging on his body, and continued to hit the wolves beside him, and several wolves were either broken or severed, and fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing that the wolves around him didn't hurt Yang Mingyang, and he killed dozens of partners, they finally became a little afraid, they surrounded Yang Mingyang in the middle and stopped attacking for the time being. Yang Mingyang just breathed a sigh of relief, when suddenly a wolf pounced from behind him, biting the outside of his thigh, making him feel some pain, and he was about to punch down, but the wolf turned and ran away.

Looking down, a blood groove had appeared on his thigh, and there was actually a wolf that could hurt him, Yang Mingyang immediately turned around to look, but saw that the one-eyed wolf was glaring at him fiercely.

Yang Mingyang didn't feel it when he was far away, but now that he was closer, he felt that there was actually a demon beast aura on this one-eyed wolf. But this aura is not strong, indicating that it has not yet reached the level of a first-order demon beast, but it should not be far from breaking through.

The one-eyed wolf stared at Yang Mingyang and did not continue to attack, Yang Mingyang also looked at the one-eyed wolf, if this group of wolves were all ordinary wolves, although it would be a little troublesome to deal with, it would not cause too much damage to itself, but now this quasi-first-order demon beast would have some trouble.

The two sides looked at each other for a long time, but neither of them attacked. The One-Eyed Wolf King suddenly howled again, turned and jumped off the boulder, and disappeared into the night without looking back. Immediately afterward, all the wolves in the pack followed in the footsteps of the one-eyed wolf king, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Looking at the wolf corpses in one place, Yang Mingyang admired this one-eyed wolf king a little in his heart. Against this group of wolves, I may suffer some injuries, but I am still confident that I can destroy them all. The one-eyed wolf king obviously understood this, and decisively chose to give up, it seems that it can become the wolf king, and it really has its advantages.

At this time, a bright light had appeared in the sky, and it seemed that the sky was almost bright, Yang Mingyang did not want to continue to stay in this place, so he set off to go downstream. The appearance of the one-eyed wolf king made Yang Mingyang nervous, there are likely to be demon beasts in this mountain, which is not a good thing for him in his current state.

In the next seven or eight days, Yang Mingyang has been walking forward cautiously, fortunately, what he was worried about did not appear, and at this time, the stream slowly became larger, and it is estimated that it should not be far from getting out of the mountains!

Seeing that it was possible to leave the mountainous area, Yang Mingyang was in a good mood, and the fatigue of rushing for days seemed to have eased a lot. He caught a hare by the stream that had come out to feed, skinned it, washed it, roasted it, and enjoyed the game in the mountains, which was his only pleasure in the mountains these days.

The hare slowly wafted out of the fire, and it seemed that it was ripe, and walked over, ready to take it out of the fire. Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he turned and ran up the hillside, and after a while he climbed a small hill and hid on a large tree.

After a while, a tiger appeared next to the roasted hare, ignoring the burning flames, and gouged the hare out with its forelimbs. The tiger was a little different from the usual tiger, it was huge, the size of a horse, and even more strangely, it had a pair of wings on its back.

Yang Mingyang on the hillside didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere at this time, he was injured now, not only could he not mobilize his spiritual power, but his divine sense was also much weaker, this tiger was only about a mile away from him, and he felt the existence of the other party.

This tiger Yang Mingyang knew that this was different from the leopards and wolves he had encountered before, this was a real demon beast. This demon beast is called the Flying Winged Tiger, which is a metallic demon beast, and if it grows into a second-order demon beast, it will have the ability to fly in the air.

Although this Flying Winged Tiger is only in the early stage of the first order, they are naturally fierce and have strong attack power, and in their current state of Yang Mingyang, against this demon beast, it is more than auspicious.

The winged tiger didn't seem to notice Yang Mingyang hiding on the hillside, and its interest was in the roasted hare. He ate the hare with great relish, and in a short time he ate it cleanly, and went round the fire to see if there was any cooked food.

Seeing that there was nothing new to discover, the winged tiger was a little disappointed, turned and went to the brook, drank water for a while, and then went to the fire again, and fell asleep on the grass.

This guy ate the food he baked, but he didn't leave, which made Yang Mingyang depressed. The Flying Winged Tiger slept for several hours, and in these few hours, Yang Mingyang didn't dare to move, only quietly looked at the Flying Winged Tiger.

At last the winged tiger woke up, got up, and cut through the ashes that had been extinguished, but found nothing, and had to go down the mountain in disappointment.

Seeing that the Flying Winged Tiger was finally leaving, Yang Mingyang breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched out his already sore limbs, and without a "pop", he stepped on a branch with one foot, and the branch fell directly under the tree. The sound was not loud, but at this time, it was like a thunderbolt in Yang Mingyang's ears, he hid on the branch of the tree, and nervously looked at the direction where the flying winged tiger was.

Demon beasts, like monks, have far better eyesight and hearing than ordinary humans and beasts, and although the sound of branches breaking and falling to the ground is very slight, it can hear it clearly.

The Flying Winged Tiger stopped moving forward and used the demon beast to check the direction where Yang Mingyang was, and at this look, it was startled, there was actually a monk whose strength was far better than his own hiding in the tree. After a closer look, it became happy again, because this person's body was broken in many places at this time, and he was no longer able to mobilize spiritual power to attack.

For the demon pill of the demon beast, the effect of cultivation is far better than that of the elixir. In the same way, the monk's body is also a treasure for improving the cultivation of demon beasts. For the Flying Winged Tiger, a mere first-order demon beast can devour a ten-fold cultivator who refines qi, and it will be nine out of ten stable when it hits the middle stage of the first order.

Such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Flying Winged Tiger! It turned around excitedly and rushed in the direction where Yang Mingyang was. Seeing this situation, Yang Mingyang also felt very helpless, so he had to come down from the tree and flee in the opposite direction along the hillside.

If Yang Mingyang, who was extremely fast, before he was injured, he would not be able to catch up with this level demon beast, but his current speed could only be faster than that of ordinary people, so he ran forward along the hillside not long before he was caught up by the Flying Winged Tiger.

In desperation, Yang Mingyang had no choice but to turn around and look at the Flying Winged Tiger, which was already close at hand. Seeing that the "prey" no longer ran away, the flying winged tiger looked happy, ran to Yang Mingyang, did not stop at all, and pounced towards Yang Mingyang.

Seeing this, Yang Mingyang's heart was horizontal, he was a monk at the peak of Qi refining, although he couldn't mobilize the spiritual power in his body, but in the face of you, a demon beast in the early stage of the first order, he was not without the power to fight back. Facing the fluttering Flying Winged Tiger, Yang Mingyang was on the side of his body, and the Yan Lie Fan closed in his hand smashed towards the Flying Winged Tiger's head.

Yan Lie's fan just smashed on the head of the flying winged tiger that was not prepared for defense, although it did not make its head break the blood, but the hardness of the high-grade magic weapon was not given in vain, and this time it directly smashed it dizzy, and a big bag bulged up on its head after a while.

This time, on the contrary, the flying winged tiger came to his senses, and the "prey" in front of him was not within reach. The "prey" couldn't mobilize its spiritual power, so it couldn't attack from a distance, it immediately retreated back five or six meters away, and a spindle-shaped golden light shot towards Yang Mingyang.

Seeing the golden light cluster emitted by the flying winged tiger, Yang Mingyang's expression was solemn, he picked up the Yan Lie fan and smashed it fiercely towards the golden light cluster, the golden light cluster was hit, deviated from the direction, and hit the ground on the side, smashing the soil into a pit.

Seeing that this attack failed to hurt the opponent, the Flying Winged Tiger was not in a hurry, because this was just a tentative attack. I saw that it had a tiger's mouth, and more than a dozen golden light clusters shot in the direction of Yang Mingyang, this time, Yang Mingyang was not easy, he even dodged and dodged, dodging several light clusters, but he was still hit by a light cluster.

The golden light cluster was in the middle of Yang Mingyang's left arm, although he had armor to defend himself, and his body defense ability was also very strong, but he still felt that his left arm was almost broken, and he frowned in pain.

It's not okay to go on like this, although your body's defense is strong, but if you keep being attacked, you will lose your life sooner or later. Yang Mingyang tried to find a way to get out of the current unfavorable situation, but he couldn't beat it, and his escape speed was slower than the opponent's, which made him feel very desperate.

The Flying Winged Tiger obviously didn't want to give Yang Mingyang a chance to breathe, and one golden light cluster after another kept shooting towards Yang Mingyang. Yang Mingyang resisted and fled to the other side of the hillside, but as the number of hits increased, he finally fell to the ground covered in blood and weak.

The Flying Winged Tiger was overjoyed, the body of the late-stage Qi refining cultivator was finally in its mouth, and the scene of its success in the mid-first order had already appeared in its mind. It rushed over as fast as it could, opened its wide mouth, and bit down on the head of the "prey".

And at this moment, Yang Mingyang, who fell to the ground, suddenly picked up the Yan Lie fan in his hand and poked it into the mouth of the flying winged tiger. Metallic monsters have strong attack power and fast speed, but they often have weak defense, and the tender meat in their mouths can't withstand attacks. All of a sudden, the Flying Winged Tiger's mouth was full of blood, but this was not over, Yang Mingyang took out the Yan Lie Fan and struck at the Flying Winged Tiger's left eye.

As a high-grade magic weapon at the peak, the hardness of the Yanlie Fan is extraordinary, and it exploded the right eye of the Flying Winged Tiger at once, and the sudden successive blows made the Flying Winged Tiger not care about the prey that was about to reach its mouth, and turned around and fled with pain.

At this time, Yang Mingyang had also been injured in many parts of his body, but he was worried that the flying winged tiger would go and return, so he had to drag his body full of bruises forward. I barely climbed the hillside, walked along the mountain road, walked for more than a few hours, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, rolling down the hillside, and then I didn't know anything.