That once invincible beast is now finally doomed!

Qin Yan raised his sword and approached, ready to harvest his life.

However, a throbbing emotion suddenly arose in his heart, and he sensed that somewhere in the dense forest behind him, a gaze was silently watching their every move. But he stopped to explore, only to find that the place was just blank. This feeling is exactly the same as when the Blood Wolf Monk appeared yesterday!

Master is here! He really won't allow Ge Xinglie to be killed like this!

Cheng Gang and the others in the fierce battle did not react, perhaps because they were occupied by the song Xinglie in front of them, or maybe their cultivation was not enough to know the existence of the Blood Wolf Monk. But Qin Yan stopped abruptly, but it attracted Fang Yiyuan's attention.

"Senior Brother Qin, don't be stunned, come here and do some more strength, he's going to die!"

Qin Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth helplessly. Rather than let Master know that he could sense his presence from such a distance, he would rather be treated as a dying counterattack against Song Xinglie. He sighed softly and said, "Wouldn't it be too crowded for six people to stand in such a small place?" Why don't I cheer you on here?"

"Senior Brother Qin—" Fang Yiyuan's low roar was full of anger.

Song Qingsha's voice sounded softly, wanting to soothe his anger: "Senior Brother Qin has already fought with him for a while just now, he may be a little tired, let's work harder, don't bother Senior Brother Qin." ”

Fang Yiyuan snorted heavily.

If Ge Xinglie still has the strength to speak at this time, he can take the opportunity to provoke, and maybe there is still a glimmer of life. But under the siege of the four, his spirit and body have been stretched to the limit, and he no longer has time to take care of him. Today's defeat seems to be irreversible......

Only Qin Yan knew that the god of fate was actually favoring him, and due to the appearance of a certain demon, the god of death had to quietly withdraw the scythe. Everything planned by Cheng Gang, Fang Yiyuan and others today has become in vain.

The Adversary has moved!

Qin Yan's divine sense locked the surrounding area of a hundred meters, and his attention was concentrated to an unprecedented level, and he finally felt the strangeness of that blank space.

The sound of the wind did not change, the sun was still shining, and the branches and leaves of the dense forest did not tremble in the slightest, but he could sense that there was a footstep coming out of there.

So fast!

Lighter than a wisp of wind blowing, but as caught off guard as lightning. Qin Yan used all his efforts, but he could only faintly catch a faint trace when the person passed by him. And most of his power was used to restrain himself, to force himself not to react instinctively defensively when the person passed by.

In the next moment, the man appeared in the battle circle, and the pitch-black color quelled all the strife, and the Dark Fire, the Nine-Ring Flame, the Ice Breath, the Deadly Edge, and the Lone Blade were all swallowed into the deep black, and then bounced back with greater force to attack their original master.

With just one move, both the hunter and the prey were defeated, and the peerless martial arts of the so-called Xiaoao Demon Gate were just like a child's play in front of that person.

Cheng Gang was the quickest to react, and the first target, as early as the black shadow appeared, he began to lean back and retreat, while violently spinning his arms, trying to throw aside the chains that had been shot back. As a result of his struggle, he was able to avoid four chains, and the other five chains slammed into him with a steely thud. His body shook a few times, trying to stand firm, but the corners of his mouth finally couldn't help but drip a wisp of blood.

Yan Yu, who was hanging in the air, snorted, and was shocked by the huge momentum and floated five or six zhang before he completely unloaded this force and slowly fell.

And Ge Xinglie, who was swinging his sword violently, was smashed upside down by this power and flew out, all the way out of the cliff, his feet stepped into the air, and fell straight to the bottom of the valley dozens of feet high.

Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha were the farthest away, but they were also affected a lot. The cyan wheal in front of Fang Yiyuan was shattered to pieces, and more than ten wind blades shattered into powder. The vines in Song Qingsha's palm were broken inch by inch, like scattered leaves flying all over the sky, reflecting her pale face, which was extremely cold.

Suffering from this change, the four people who participated in the siege lost blood on their faces, looked panicked, and stared closely at the majestic and domineering figure in the middle, and after a short hesitation, they all leaned over to pay homage:

"Master!"

Then they found that the body of the Blood Wolf Monk trembled slightly, as if it had become hazy, but the next moment it was solidified, but there was already an extra figure in front of him, and it was Song Xinglie, who had already fallen off the cliff.

Ge Xinglie's face showed an incomparably complex expression, hatred, anger, happiness, fear and other emotions were all revealed from his narrow pupils. After he was stunned for a second, he turned around and saluted to the Blood Wolf Monk: "Thank you for saving your life!"

The blood wolf monk's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and he slowly spoke: "Besieging the same door is a taboo for me, don't take it as an example!"

Witnessing the tragic situation of these people, Qin Yan was still glad that he didn't make a rash move, and suddenly his eyelids jumped, and he saw the deep gaze of the Blood Wolf Monk fall on his face.

"You're good. A plain sentence without ups and downs, but it seems to be full of great deep meaning.

An awe-inspiring chill suddenly rose in Qin Yan's heart, and a little smug disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I'm pretty good...... What do you mean?

Before he could think about the deep meaning, he saw that the figure of the blood wolf monk in the field gradually faded and dissipated into everyone's field of vision.

The Blood Wolf Monk is gone, but no one can get up easily. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so low that it almost froze. The hand of the Blood Wolf Monk just now brought a huge shock to these pretentious Heavenly Heroes.

Although the figure of the demon has always pressed on people's hearts like a mountain, as their cultivation has improved in the past few years, they gradually began to think that they could try to break free from that shadow. But now they realize that they were too far wrong. The mountain they saw with their shallow vision turned out to be just a small dirt slope in front of the majestic ridge!

What is the true power of the demon who has dominated the martial arts for decades and set off countless bloody storms?

Is what they are witnessing today just the tip of the iceberg?

Just when a few people were suspicious, Ge Xinglie suddenly moved. He ran out of more than ten meters in one step and came to Cheng Gang. Cheng Gang frowned, unwilling to pick up his edge, dodged to the side to avoid, and made a defensive gesture in the horizontal chain. But he saw Ge Xinglie running straight forward for dozens of meters, throwing himself into the dense forest, and after a while, he jumped high again, turned into a small black dot and jumped on the steep stone wall, and soon reached the top of the mountain. It turned out that he still remembered his own competition and went to Pingdingfeng.