As soon as Wang Hai gave the order, his younger brothers had already rushed to make a move.

Just now, they didn't notice that they were attacked by Blowing Snow, and they all felt the anger emanating from Wang Hai's body, if they were not more active, they were afraid that they would suffer sooner or later.

What's more, following people like Wang Hai who have discerning eyes, they have all made a fortune early, so they naturally refuse to break up unhappily.

Blowing Snow looked at these human monks who were swarming up, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face.

He just made a move, just to teach this unashamed, blind-eyed lewd man a lesson, he knew that sooner or later there would be a battle between the two sides, but he also understood that the only combat power that could be used on his side was himself.

Fuyuki is not a fool, but he is so stubborn, so stubborn that he will not back down from what he believes to do, even if it is impossible to complete it.

He stood in front of Bai Xue and placed the seven nights on his back, and one person stood in front of them.

Bai Xue looked at the tall black back, and was still a little dissatisfied with blowing snow, but at this time it was gone.

At this time, the monks under Wang Hai were already approaching Blowing Snow, he looked at this big man who was still standing there stupidly, with a wanton sneer on his face, following Wang Hai's side, who didn't have any ability, not to mention that the people here were still elite!

Blowing snow without moving, not dodging, not avoiding battle, this seems to him to be a complete fool.

No, to say that fools overestimate him, this is simply a stupid wood, a stupid wooden stake.

He thought about it, and decided to get ahead of the others, and take the lead in giving the stupid stake a result, so he slapped the bag, and a streamer shot out of the bag.

The tricks of the human monks, in addition to those high-ranking big people, as well as those genius elites cultivated by big forces, most of them still rely on divine weapons, and what this human monk shot out of the bag is a divine sword.

If he was awake at this time of the night, he would definitely disdain the title Excalibur.

The so-called divine swords are just some swords that are forcibly created with precious materials, and they are called divine swords.

And his evil sword, both in terms of materials and spirituality, far surpasses these divine swords, but it is still only a sword, not enough to be called a divine sword.

Whether the Divine Sword can become a real Divine Sword or not, in the final analysis, depends on his master, and this kind of truth is probably something that these impetuous sword cultivators have no way to understand in their lives.

The sword was unsheathed, and the man held the sword in one hand, and the whole person escaped into the wind, and soon killed in front of Blowing Snow.

The whole action is done in one go, and it looks a little chic.

But the only thing he didn't take into account, and his biggest mistake, was that he found the wrong opponent.

Of course, Fuyuki is not a fool in his eyes, and even if his talent is the first time he sees it in the seven nights, he can't help but be amazed, whether it is his high-speed recovery ability or his mountain-like thick defense, it is extremely powerful.

After Qiye left, in order to be able to improve his talent as soon as possible, Sanxue has been exercising hard, and he has not been lazy for a day.

Such days do not last long, but for the blowing snow, it is one of the most unforgettable memories.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes burst with a tenacious light, and an indestructible will emanated from him, only to hear a soft shout, and the hand that blows the snow holds the sword light in the wind!

Clang!

The so-called divine sword was firmly locked by Kong Xue with one hand, as if his hand at the moment was not a hand, but a terrifyingly strong pure gold shackle!

Blowing Snow didn't look at it, and before the other party could react, he dragged the sword back with his hand, and then quickly slapped the opponent's head with his other hand.

Smack!

In less than one move, this monk under Wang Hai, who relied on the sharpness of the divine sword and cooperated with his own speed to perform miraculous feats, was solved by one move in the fight with Blowing Snow, and he didn't even have time to react.

There was silence.

On Wang Hai's side, everyone stared at Blowing Snow incredulously, as if they were looking at a monster that could eat people.

Their gaze was more focused on Fukiyuki's right hand grasping the sword, and their hearts seemed to be pinched by such a hand, especially when they saw that the scars that had been flowing with blood on their hands were slowly disappearing.

"This ...... What kind of monster is this! His wounds are healing fast!"

"Even the Excalibur can't cut off his palm, it only leaves scars on the surface, and his defense is terrifyingly strong!"

Wang Hai's face was ugly, very ugly, like a fierce expression on his face, and said: "What are you doing in a daze, give it to me! He is only one person, no matter how strong he is, can he still kill us all? Don't forget, this is the Demon Domain!"

This is the Demon Domain, not the territory of your demon clan, even if it is a big demon, even if the Demon Emperor comes, you have to keep it for me here!

Wang Hai saw that his men were fierce just now, and he was so frightened by the method of blowing snow and suddenly applying spicy hands that he didn't dare to move forward, and then tempted:

"Don't forget what we're here for. Styx, this is the Styx, how many treasures are in the Styx, how many rare treasures are there, as long as we can get them, even the magicians will give us three points of face!"

Before Wang Hai finished speaking, the faces of all the human cultivators, who were still hesitating, were suddenly swallowed up by greed.

That's right, it's just a demon monk who dares to snatch the treasure of the Styx with us, so what's the hesitation?

Kill, kill, kill!

Dare to block their way to get rich, even if the demon master Yi Xiang comes, he will pluck out a few hairs, and it will make your heart ache for a few days before stopping, not to mention that it is just a demon cultivator with stronger defense, what are they worried about?

"Brother Wang is right, Brother Wang has a discerning eye, we can pick up treasures in the River Styx, now everyone should unite and kill the demon in front of us!"

Wang Hai glanced meaningfully at the person who had opened his mouth to make peace.

This person's name is Zhao Jie, and he is a monk who has been with him since the earliest times, and at that time his discerning eyes were not as free to use as they are now.

After Zhao Jie finished his generous speech, he didn't know if it was intentional, but he moved his body and quietly moved closer to Wang Hai, you must know that Wang Hai's position at this time was exactly the back of the entire team, and his move distanced him from the monks who rushed out again.

However, he is also very shrewd, and the distance he moves is not large, only a few positions away, and those who don't pay attention can't see anything at all.

But that's enough, because the distance of a few positions is enough to ensure that he won't be attacked at the first time.

This is a scheming person.

But it's a pity that these careful thoughts of his have been seen by Wang Hai, and he sneered in his heart, it is a good thing for a person to have a little cleverness, but if this kind of cleverness has other ideas, it is another matter.

Zhao Jie has been with him for the longest time, Wang Hai doesn't know his little thoughts, but he still has to use it for the time being, and he hasn't broken it.

But this time, since he found Styx, there was no need to keep him any longer.

The wealth of the River Styx is something that Wang Hai is bound to obtain, and his subordinates may not have noticed the fierce light hidden in the depths of Wang Hai's eyes from time to time, wealth is for having, not sharing!

Regardless of how the two of them were, the monks who were bent on the riches of the River Styx had already surrounded the blowing snow.

They surrounded the blowing snow, and they were surrounded by the white snow, and the dozen or so people kept shrinking the circle, it seemed that they were planning to trap the blowing snow alive!

"Oh, big man. Aren't you very defense-strong, let's kill your companions first, and then kill you, and when that time comes, see what else you can do. ”

As soon as there are many people, there are many brains, and all kinds of strategies and money pour out of their minds, and soon they really find a way to deal with this big man with terrible recovery ability and strong defense.

There are four people on Fuyuki's side, but he is the only one who can fight now.

Bai Xue is responsible for taking care of the sleeping Sky Snow and Seven Nights, and naturally does not have much combat power itself.

But there are a lot of people on Wang Hai's side, they are enough people in their teens and twenties, even ants can bite an elephant to death, let alone a blowing snow?

Blowing Snow's defense is amazing, and it can recover quickly, they don't touch this mold, the companions around Blowing Snow don't have such ability, right? As long as they point the finger at Bai Xue, the problem will be solved.

In order to prevent them from being injured in the snow, Blowing Snow took the initiative to move forward to help fend off the attack.

But in this way, he was suddenly at a disadvantage, and was attacked by sneak attacks from time to time, but there was no way to fight back.

Because the other party was several times more numerous than them, such a difference in numbers made him only able to defend passively, unless he didn't care about Bai Xue's life and death.

"It's despicable!" Blowing Snow spoke, and there was another deep wound on his body, this was a sword he blocked for Qiye, if he couldn't react just now, this sword would have slashed on Qiye's body.

Today's blowing snow has long been scarred, and Wang Hai seems to see the hope of victory.

What kind of terrible demon cultivation, what kind of strong defense recovery ability, isn't it still played by them in applause?

"Despicable? We didn't force you to defend, and you can see that the target of our attack is not you, you made it up yourself, and you blame us for being despicable? Hahahaha, what is the reason. ”

"Yes, but it's better to die early and late to die, so wouldn't it be better for you to let them die first, and then you go and accompany them?" ”

As he spoke, there were more than a dozen attacks, leaving more than a dozen scars on Blowing Snow's body.

Rao is blowing snow has a terrible defense, and a rapid recovery ability, and the scars on his body are also increasing instead of decreasing, and he also needs to watch out for any place in the four corners to prevent them from sneaking up on Bai Xue Qiye, which will increase the consumption of his spirit.

After a few rounds, he was scarred, and he was panting violently, like an old cow about to collapse.

"Big brother, don't be polite to them anymore, these people want to kill you, not to mention that they are all human monks, and human monks don't have many good things!"

Bai Xue watched Blowing Snow get injured to protect them, and the anger in his heart had already piled up to the extreme, regardless of how many nights were also human, and handed Blowing Snow a gray pill while scolding, motioning him to swallow it.

Blowing Snow grabbed the pill, he looked up at Bai Xue, and Bai Xue's eyes were full of determination.

Just like his heart at the moment, as firm.

"If you release it completely, you may not be able to control it. Fuyuki said sullenly, even after being so seriously injured, his tone was still steady.

"It's okay, I'll take care of waking you up!"