Wen Tengjiao was able to fight with these two bear demons for so long without being defeated. In Zhao Yingluo's view, what he relied on was probably that exquisite body. Although this is not like his newly acquired sword escape technique, which can "shrink the ground into a ruler", it can also be called "coming and going like the wind".

At this moment, the second-order and third-order talisman seals that he casually threw out also made the bear king on the opposite side very headache. Whenever Wen Tengjiao was about to lose, he would ignite a talisman that was either offensive or defensive. Then he relied on the subtlety of his body shape and footwork to walk and hold on to the giant bear. At the same time, he also silently held a spirit stone in the palm of his hand, so as to restore his mana.

The purple giant sword he held was also extremely sharp. When it was wielded to defend itself against the enemy, it shot out a purple sword aura. Zhao Yingluo, who was still some distance away, sensed a great deterrent, not to mention the bear the brunt of the bear on him. Therefore, whenever Wen Tengjiao needed to recover his mana with the spirit stone in his hand, he would always swing the powerful sword in a timely manner.

After the mana in his Qi Sea Dantian has recovered a little. Zhao Yingluo relied on the practice method of the Five Elements Technique, the "Fireball Technique", and slowly adjusted the mana in his body to sense the fire attribute aura between the surrounding heaven and earth.

When he was young, a small red fireball appeared in the palm of his right hand. Feeling the warmth in the palm of his hand, he looked at the wild giant bear in the distance, trapped in it by the fierce hurricane, suffering from the wind blade and frost. Zhao Yingluo's honest face, which was mostly covered by the cloak, was swept by an imperceptible wry smile.

With a soft sigh, the fireball that had risen to the size of a skull in the palm of his hand was flung by him towards the wild giant bear that was still fighting the trapped beast with a terrifying heat.

"Boom. In a low voice, Zhao Yingluo urged the "Flame Phoenix" with the power of divine sense. For a moment, in the midst of a dull roar, clouds of blue and gray fire rose up, drowning the huge frost hurricane in it.

As for the blazing fireball thrown by Zhao Yingluo, in this surging fire cloud, it burst open, and the frost hurricane also burst open. The heart of the fire cloud was filled with waves of fire and ice winds raging for a while, just like purgatory on earth. I don't want to know the end of the mad bear demon trapped in it.

Ignoring the battle situation here, Zhao Yingluo took out the high-grade spiritual weapon from the Qiankun bag with his backhand, which had not been used for a long time-Qingfeng Banner. Under the banner unfurling, he rose against the wind as soon as he landed, and he was already standing behind Wen Tengjiao in a few moments.

After the purple lightning greatsword once again forced the berserk bear king back, a cyan hurricane appeared behind this fang, blocking its retreat. Feeling the thunder sword qi that was about to be chased and slashed, under the power of two evils, this fang still chose to take the impact of the cyan hurricane behind him.

But I saw that the palm on his right side, after a dazzling red light flashed, it actually changed to several times the size of before. With a roar, the huge bear's paw rolled up the shadow of its claws and slammed into the cyan hurricane that roared behind it.

With a loud roar, the hurricane tore it apart with the help of the great claws. After staggering away from the deadly sword, the fang wanted to escape and save his companion trapped in the flames. Unexpectedly, its thick limbs became cold.

Immediately, his shiny, smooth fur was covered with fine ice edges, and the heaven and earth around him suddenly became solemn and cold.

At this point, the third-level demon beast whose spiritual intelligence had already opened was full of anger in the depths of its eyes when it looked at the man in cloak who had covered most of his body for the tall young man.

I didn't pay attention to the cyan hurricane, which came from that tricky angle. But the human monk in the black cloak, who was just unfurling the banner in his hand, fell into its eyes.

Compared to the third-level demon beast, Zhao Yingluo's performance in this short period of time brought Wen Tengjiao a shock, an absolute shock. A monk who had cultivated to only the eighth level of the Qi refining period, after overpowering a second-level demon beast that had entered a bloodthirsty and mad state, actually had the strength to help him. What's even more terrifying is that he was able to judge in advance the route of the Raging Bear King's retreat, so he was able to hit it by surprise and successfully restrain its size.

"With such unfathomable combat power, calm and calm analysis of the battle situation, weird and changeable secret techniques, supernatural powers, and a spiritual weapon that is not under the "Purple Electric Sword", if he is against him, what will be the chance of winning?" Thinking of this, Wen Tengjiao actually gave birth to a general chilling feeling.

He felt more and more that this young man with a wide cloak covering his body should have deliberately suppressed his cultivation. Or like himself, the other party is also a monk who has cultivated to the tenth level of Great Perfection in the Qi refining period. But what Wen Tengjiao could think of was that among the Qi refining period cultivators who were already well-known in this Donghu County, there was indeed no one who could match the person in front of him.

After thinking to no avail, Wen Tengjiao glanced at the Raging Bear King, who was struggling in the cold and was covered with fine ice edges. Then his eyes fell on Zhao Yingluo, who seemed to have become weak and abnormally weak after urging the high-grade spirit weapon to be forced, how to choose, so that Wen Tengjiao, who had always been extremely sharp, suddenly fell into a dilemma.

At this moment, Zhao Yingluo deliberately showed weakness, and by the way, put the power of this choice into the hands of Wen Tengjiao. He wanted to see what kind of decision this talented person who was somewhat similar to Li Qingmao in terms of body shape and temperament would have at this critical moment.

After fighting with these two bear demons, Zhao Yingluo felt more and more that this Wen Tengjiao would never rely on it at all, so he would kill this mountain like this. As for the desperate fishing, I don't think it will be the only one who did it. After all, judging from the number of bear demons that fell to the ground along the way, it would not be easy to kill this mountain.

The warm afternoon sun sprinkled on the tall man's handsome face. Between the changes of light and shadow, from the angle of Zhao Yingluo, the lines and contours on his face became more and more tough and resolute. For a moment, Zhao Yingluo almost thought that he was the old friend he could trust, a brother who could trust him in life and death.