Liaoyuan is vast, the green grass is shaking, and more than a dozen bare demon wolves are submerged in it, which looks very funny, or very eye-catching.

Zhang Puyu held a long sword in his hand and galloped away, fifteen, three people. Not much.

Zhang Puying also held a long sword in his hand at this time, running towards his sister's left side, and Gu Zhentian facing right.

Three people, three long swords, the gathered demon wolves, like meat on the knife board, three people arrived, and the three swords fell. The demon wolves scattered.

Five, not too many. Everyone thinks so, and neither does the demon wolf. Five in a group, three people around them.

Long claws, poking out of the fluff, sharp teeth, peeking out of the lips, long pink tongue tower, throat sound, rolling in,

"Wave," Zhang Puyu raised his sword with a wave, and the speed was very fast, and there was only an afterimage left. The blade of the sword slashed through the green leaves, through the flesh, through the bones, and through the neck.

The green leaves fall neatly, the flesh and blood are separated, the white bones are broken, and the head falls to the ground. Blood spurted out.

Just as he waved his arm, Zhang Puyu killed a demon wolf beside him. The speed was very fast, and the remaining four were stunned without any movement.

Raise your eyes and look. In front of them, the two of them were waving the long swords in their hands, their faces were heavy, and the demon wolf pounced.

In swinging the sword, the arm is raised, the sword is sideways, the sword edge is forward, just a slight pick, the wolf's head falls to the ground, and the blood is gushing.

At this moment, the demon wolf woke up. In the blink of an eye, two were already dead under the slaughter.

"Pounce. ”

This is the best action of the demon wolf, the hind legs are forced, the front body is raised, and the sharp claws are poked out.

It's just that it's too late, Zhang Puyu dodged, not to dodge, just to turn around, face it head-on, and sweep the sword,

"Thorn,,stab,,"

The crisp cutting sound was like Zhang Puyu's practice of swordsmanship, in the mountains and forests behind the courtyard, chopping, and the trees standing in front of him.

This is this demon wolf, not a tree, this is a demon beast, a third-order demon beast with a demon pill. Xuanjian is, after all, an ordinary weapon.

Swept by, flesh separated, just separated. Blood splattered out, but it couldn't cut through the broad body of the demon wolf, and the sword at this moment was like a long stick, sweeping out, and the three demon wolves were all shot down.

He's dead. One died. The body was cut in half by the long sword, and the sword was grinning, and the intestines could be seen clearly. The other two, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, lay in the grass, submerged in the tall weeds. The limbs were still moving, and the blades of grass were swaying.

Zhang Puyu stepped forward, lifted the sword, stabbed it fiercely, and blood flowed out of the mouth and stained the long sword.

At the end, Zhang Puyu smiled at the corner of her mouth. Pack up the five demon pills. Raise your eyes, and you're still killing in the distance.

Gu Zhentian waved his long sword, and the sword swung in front of him, forming an oval barrier, and the blade of the sword was dense but not chaotic. In the grass, there were two of them.

Zhang Puying, who was in the distance, shouted up and down with the long sword, resisting left and right, the demon wolf attacked up and down, and Zhang Puying defended up and down.

Zhang Puyu looked at it and shook his head, but he didn't step forward, just watched quietly. The long sword in his hand, held diagonally, the blood of the demon beast, along the blade, flowed downward, converging the sword. Drop by drop on the green leaves.

One drop,,Two drops,,Three drops,,Until five drops,Aoba can't bear the weight of the demon beast's blood.,The whole body,Bend down.,Let the blood slip down.,Into the dirt.。

Gu Zhentian raised his eyes, at this time he had already killed four, and one was already seriously injured, at this moment he had time or opportunity to raise his eyes and look at Zhang Puyu. Under the moonlight of the night, a young man in men's clothes, holding a long sword, looked into the distance, motionless. Only the hem of the clothes on his body was messy in the wind.

Looking along the line of sight, it was Zhang Puying, Gu Zhentian seemed to understand something, raised his foot, and lifted it on the injured demon wolf fiercely, but when he heard a muffled snort, he didn't make any noise.

Bowed his head to pack up the demon pill, put away his long sword, and walked towards Zhang Puyu.

"It's fast. Gu Zhentian was a little embarrassed, but said happily. His own cultivation is higher than Zhang Puyu, and it is two realms higher. But there is still no means.

"It's just an understanding. Zhang Puyu didn't shy away from it, at this moment she had an inexplicable self-confidence, confident in the person in front of her, confident in herself, the only thing she was not confident was the young man who was still killing in the distance.

"Do you want me to help him?" Gu Zhentian said with a frown.

"No, unless you live and die, you don't need it, and you can live and die in the future. Zhang Puyu refused.

She knew that cultivating immortals was ruthless, or rather cold, and the master said, "If you don't build a foundation, you won't have to look for me." That's right, it's such a simple sentence, which says the truth of cultivating immortals.

Cultivating immortals, seeking the avenue, long lifespan, ancient and rare round-trips, vicissitudes of life. How can there be affection? Affection is concern, and if there is concern, there will be no way.

"Poof,"

Very crisp sound, the sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh and blood, Zhang Puying held the long sword in his hand at this time, stabbed straight forward, right in the throat of the demon wolf, through the throat, the sharp tip of the sword, from the back of the demon wolf's neck, a drop of blood gathered at the tip of the sword, full and bright, dripping down, drowning in the hair.

Withdrawing, Zhang Puying was a little nervous, but very excited, at this time, no part of the whole body was complete. The clothes were torn several times, swaying and undulating as the body waved. The skin was fair, and the bright red blood overflowed from the scratches, like small red beans.

"Go. ”

Cutting and killing three has consumed the aura and strength of Zhang Puying's whole body, and at this time, the dantian is almost exhausted, and the limbs of the body are almost weak. In desperation, he took out two spirit runes from the storage bag and hit them forward.

Flesh and blood are flying, and the demon wolf is resting. Zhang Puying's childish face, bloody, I don't know if it's my own or the demon wolf's, looking at the fallen demon wolf in front of him, cracking his mouth, snow-white teeth, in the bright red blood, the reflection is even fairer, his hair is like withered grass, messy in the wind. The whole body fell backwards. It's so tiring. All the strength is gone.

The body was obscured by long green leaves, and only heavy gasps could be heard.

Zhang Puyu stepped forward, took out a pill from the storage bag and stuffed it into his brother's mouth. Ignore it, turn around and deal with the demon pill.

Gu Zhentian stood beside him with a smile and watched, and there was silence all around. But the three of them didn't dare to be careless.

The dirt slope and the long grass hide four eyes, and through the gaps in the blades of grass, they are looking at the three people in the distance.

"Move?" one of the mouths asked.

"Let's move!" said the other mouth. This is fifteen demon pills, and these two people are very excited, because each one is not easy to come by.

The grass swayed, and gradually swayed towards the three of them.