In the battle with the three Dizang Ancestral Monks, Jiang Huan didn't spend much time back and forth, in fact, it was only a moment of effort.

After Jiang Huan looted the Dizang Temple monks, he did not continue to stay, and immediately headed towards the valley, before he chose to lure the three Jizo Temple monks outside the valley before launching a strong counterattack so that the other party could not get support for a short time, so that he was able to successfully defeat the three in turn.

"Hopefully she'll hold on for a moment. ”

Jiang Huan's goal was the general direction where Zhuo Mengying was before, the strength level of the three Dizang Temple monks besieging Zhuo Mengying was much stronger than that besieging him, and among them, there was a peak monk of the Saint King Realm, and the cultivation level was a small realm higher than Zhuo Mengying, and according to his previous observation of Zhuo Mengying's strength, it was still very difficult for her to fight the three Dizang Temple monks with her strength, and at this time, he only hoped that the other party had not fallen.

Soon, he spotted the marks of the fight, and immediately followed the trails quickly.

A moment later, Jiang Huan found Zhuo Mengying who was in a fierce battle, at this time Zhuo Mengying's condition was quite bad, the shirt on the left shoulder of her body was already blood-red, obviously injured, and she was completely at a disadvantage when fighting against the three Dizang Temple monks, and she was firmly besieged in the center by the other three people, but she did not give up, she resisted with all her strength, and her water attribute divine power was also strong, although the situation was already at a great disadvantage in the face of the three Dizang Temple monks, but she still barely supported it until now.

Jiang Huan didn't step forward to help Zhuo Mengying, but stopped and observed carefully in the dark, although Zhuo Mengying was completely suppressed at this time, but the three Dizang Ancestral Temple monks wanted to kill Zhuo Mengying, I am afraid it would take some effort. In this way, there is no need for him to be exposed immediately, and he can choose a suitable sneak attack opportunity. If he carried out a sneak attack with his strength, he would have a certain chance to kill the three Jizo Ancestral Monks. However, considering the strength of the three of them, his priority target was the strongest Saint King Realm peak cultivator among the three, as long as he could kill the Saint King Realm peak cultivator in one fell swoop, the remaining two Dizang Ancestral Monk cultivators with relatively low cultivation would be much easier to solve.

Then, Jiang Huan hid the aura on his body and carefully observed the battle situation in front of him at an appropriate distance.

Zhuo Mengying's delicate face was a little pale, and at the same time, in the face of the joint attack of the three Dizang Ancestral Monks, she fell into a disadvantage at the beginning, and after a fierce battle. The power of the Saint Yuan in her body is quite consumed, and the power of the Saint Yuan in her body at this time is less than thirty percent, although she still has the instantaneous pill in her hand, but the three Dizang Ancestral Monks are attacking more and more fiercely, and she has already been injured, although it is not a fatal injury, but it still has some impact on her, and if the fierce battle continues, it will only become more and more unfavorable to her. And she can't support much time now, and it seems impossible for her to last for half an hour.

"Do you want to fall into the hands of the three Jizo Temple monks in front of you?"

Zhuo Mengying felt a sense of helplessness in her heart, the continuous and rapid attacks of the three Jizo Ancestral Monks had already overwhelmed her, and she was just at the end of her crossbow at this time. It's just barely holding on.

The three Dizang Ancestral Monks were quite cautious, and the Dizang Ancestral Monk who was at the peak of the Saint King Realm was secretly commanding the other two Dizang Ancestral Monks, and the three of them cooperated with each other. The attack is sharp and unusual, aggressive. But even with a huge advantage, they didn't take the initiative. One move and one style continued to suppress the attack, almost not giving Zhuo Mengying any chance to counterattack, and with the continuous suppression, their advantages were also accumulating and increasing.

In the distance, Jiang Huan watched the fierce battle that was continuing with a serious face, and soon he had a relatively clear judgment on the combat strength of the three monks of the Earth Treasure Temple, although the peak cultivation of the Holy King Realm had the peak cultivation, but the strength was not outstanding, if he was not mistaken, he should have just entered the peak cultivation of the Holy King Realm not long ago, otherwise he would be able to easily suppress Zhuo Mengying with his own strength, as for the two other Saint King Realm monks, he was not too worried, if he broke out with all his strength, he could easily crush it, even if he was one against two, he was not false at all。

Fierce fighting continued.

A few rounds later, Zhuo Mengying accidentally suffered a sword attack on her abdomen with a move, and immediately dyed her clothes red, but she was lucky, and she quickly flashed her slender waist at the critical moment to barely avoid the vital parts, so she was not too seriously injured, but another injury still had some impact on her.

Seeing that Zhuo Mengying was injured again, the three Dizang Ancestral Monks showed their joy, after a suppressed battle, they naturally judged Jiang Huan Zhuo Mengying, in their opinion, Zhuo Mengying at this time was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was the critical moment for them to lock in the final victory.

The eyes of the Dizang Ancestral Cultivator who was at the peak of the Saint King Realm cultivation flashed slightly, but he did not hesitate any longer, and immediately commanded the other two Dizang Ancestral Monks to launch an all-out attack on Zhuo Mengying, in his opinion, Zhuo Mengying at this time was already difficult to pose almost no threat to the three of them, so they could launch an attack with impunity.

The attack strength of the three Jizo Temple monks increased by a notch almost instantly, and one powerful attack after another was like thunder.

Zhuo Mengying was besieged in the middle, there was no way to retreat, and she couldn't help but feel a little desperate in her heart, at this time, it was difficult for her to use any powerful means of defense.

With only more than ten attacks, Zhuo Mengying was difficult to parry, and just barely resisted one attack, another attack bombarded with the momentum of thunder, but just when she was about to give up, a figure suddenly flashed and appeared a few feet behind the Dizang Ancestral Cultivator who was at the peak of the Saint King Realm.

"Jiang ...... Senior Brother Jiang!"

When Zhuo Mengying saw the blood shadow clearly, his spirit shook slightly, and then he violently raised the residual power of the Saint Yuan in his body, and reluctantly launched the defense secret technique again, only to see the blue water curtain around him emerge, forming a blue water curtain defense outside his body.

The Jizo Ancestral Cultivator at the peak of the Saint King Realm was holding a silver long sword, his eyes were staring at Zhuo Mengying, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, in his opinion, Zhuo Mengying's last defense was just a dying struggle, at this time, even if he didn't make a move from two fellow disciples, his strength alone was enough to defeat Zhuo Mengying's last defense, and he was already determined to win this battle, but just as he was about to launch the final powerful secret technique attack to end the battle, he suddenly felt a chill hit behind him. (To be continued.) )