"It's a silver-horned wolf, this is a pack of demon beasts, it's very difficult to deal with. Deng Pengxing stepped forward while looking at the wolf corpse on the ground, and glanced at Shen Yun in surprise.

"The silver-horned demon wolf, and it can't fly, it is not our monk's opponent after all. The young man who was looking around suddenly interjected.

Shen Yun was noncommittal, shook his head and smiled.

After all, he is a young man, and he has never seen the combined attack of a group of demon beasts. However, that's right, although the fight is hard, it's okay to run for your life, if you are not afraid of the eagles outside, you can indeed easily fly away.

"Adults speak, don't interject. Deng Pengxing's eyes showed displeasure, and he scolded the young man behind him, and then called a smiling face, towards Shen Yun, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, his eyes showed surprise, and his gaze fell behind Shen Yun.

Shen Yun was stunned for a moment, didn't think about it, and turned his head to look over.

Nothing? Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and his mana condensed on his feet, stomped on the ground, and jumped towards a branch with his strength.

In the sound of "poof", more than ten brown-yellow ground thorns suddenly emerged from his previous foothold.

Suddenly, a few more strong winds came from the back of his head, Shen Yun's feet were just a little on the branches, the direction changed again, and he flipped in the air, a trace of cold came to him, and several ice needles flew by his side.

His back was cold, and he hurriedly lowered his head and lay down, and sure enough, there was another wind blade technique, flying over his back.

With a "snort", the clothes on the back were suddenly scratched, and in the hot stinging sensation, there was an extra blood stain on the back in an instant.

The back of his head was cold, and the Wind Blade Technique flew past the back of his head, and his hair was scattered, and it was obvious that his bun had already been cut off.

"Chirp. The snow spirit in the sleeve pocket was suddenly alarmed, and in the crisp sound, it turned into a white shadow and rushed out.

"Hmph!" Shen Yun snorted coldly with a gloomy face, first glanced at Deng Zixu, a thin young man who was scrambling to deal with Xue Ling, and then stared coldly at the young fat man, "Why did Your Excellency attack me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to stop the bleeding on his shoulder, unhurriedly took out a defensive talisman, and slapped it on his body, and the red light was released, and the light mask appeared.

The young fat man frowned slightly, and glanced at the battle circle between Xue Ling and his nephew.

Then he patted the storage bag, took out an oval jade defensive magic weapon and protected it at his side, and said with a sneer: "Why don't you hand over the storage bag, and I will be the master and let you live?"

"Haha!" Shen Yun smiled instead of being angry: "Yes, but it depends on your Excellency's ability!"

Saying that he poured mana into the Chiyan Sword, he was very angry in his heart, he actually wanted to cooperate with them before? Alas, at the same time, he felt even more cold in his heart, the immortal cultivators were really the weak and the strong, and there was no human affection to talk about.

Shen Yun is not stupid, this fat man and the young man don't need to discuss and make trouble together, it is completely clear that the other party has planned to attack him, and when he came, he saw that he had solved the demon beast, so he first used words to stabilize himself, and then created an opportunity to make a sneak attack.

Those few spell talisman attacks, if it weren't for the fact that his wind control technique had not yet dispersed, and his body was fast, he would probably have turned into corpses and bones at this moment.

Deng Pengxing smiled predictively, didn't say more, and took out a strange-looking magic weapon. It looked like a branch-like tree, and it looked like a black glow.

Deng Pengxing urged the magic trick, only to see a black gas rise from the magic weapon of the tree, which looked black and misty.

"Chirp. ”

On the side, Xue Ling's proud crisp sound continued.

The thin boy on the second layer of Lingling, although he has a defensive magic weapon, but Xue Ling's speed is too fast, and the magic weapon is difficult to block at all, so that Xue Ling's little claws can always easily grab the opponent's shield.

"View Treasure. Deng Pengxing glanced at his nephew worriedly, and let out a loud shout, and the magic weapon of the imperial envoy was like a branch, and brushed towards Shen Yun.

The blue light flashed, and the green turtle shield blocked the magic weapon of the tree.

Almost at the same time, Shen Yun threw out the Chiyan Sword, and the flying sword circled against the ground and flew out, heading straight for Deng Pengxing.

I didn't expect this level of attack from the Chiyan Sword to hurt the other party, so I just wanted to contain it, so that I could find an opportunity to use the Soul Thorn to carry out a sneak attack.

"Bang!" After a soft sound, the magic weapon of the tree rebounded backwards, but he didn't want to, and a cloud of black gas suddenly burst out from the treetops, directly passing through the green turtle shield and hitting Shen Yun.

A cold aura came towards him, Shen Yun was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly retreated quickly.

Depressed, what the hell is this?

"Haha, boy, let you see Lao Tzu's magic weapon!" came the smug laughter of the young fat man behind him.

This was the first time Shen Yun had encountered this kind of thing that ignored the magic weapon of defense, and took a look at it with a solemn face.

I saw that the black and slimy cloud, like a thick smoke the size of a human head, seemed very thick and condensed, like a living thing, its speed was extremely fast, and it was no longer under the magic weapon.

The cold aura attached to this thing, even the leaves along the way were frozen, and at a glance you knew that this was not a good thing, and it was no good to be stuck to it.

And at this moment, this black qi chased after it like a maggot on the tarsal bones.

Shen Yun couldn't help but purse his lips, his face was ugly and he ran away in the forest, and the Chiyan Sword followed listlessly.

In the previous battle with the wolves, Shen Yun's mana was less than half left, and at this moment, he encountered such a strange magic weapon from the other party. Immediately calculated, should you simply fly into the air and try to extend the distance between the uncle and nephew, so that they can be broken?

The faint sound of the eagle chirping is even more irritating.

"Die!" the skinny boy suddenly burst into a loud cry, waving his hands together.

I saw dozens of ice needles, mixed with a flying sword, overwhelmingly pressing towards Xue Ling.