Beast

After saying, "Everyone, it's my turn," Yang Qing, no matter what the five people's reactions were, his strange red pupils shot fiercely, he turned over his hand and took out the moon bow, and put three fine steel arrows on it.

With a clanking sound, the car was driven to about nine minutes. If it were not for the excessive violence, which worsened the improved injuries again, it would have been driven almost to the full moon.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The three steel arrows that turned into gray light attacked none other than the middle-level Dingling monk who controlled the phantom formation.

At this time, the two early-stage Dingling monks were standing like targets in the air more than twenty feet away. If they were caught off guard and fired their bows, they would be able to kill one person without much effort. However, this was not the best choice.

Shooting a body-refining monk, but once the other four are protected by shields, the power of the arrow will be at its maximum

It has been weakened to a large extent. After all, the arrows shot can have a certain arc, but with a serious lack of flexibility, it cannot bypass the shield at all. A very advanced monk may be able to do this, but he cannot.

It turns out that it is useless to fuck the formation patterns. Compared with the power of true energy, the strength of the physical body is primitive and rough.

Only by shooting the monk who controls the illusion array first can we gain the greatest advantage. The two body-refining monks are both above the magical weapons he manipulates.

At a distance of more than ten feet, three fine steel arrows disappeared in an instant.

The monk who controls the magic array is in the middle stage of Soul Concentration, and his reaction speed is extremely fast. However, he was distracted by holding up the two body-refining monks with his magic weapon. Just now, he manipulated the magic weapon to attack, and fired three arrows.

The attack caused his expression to change drastically.

He instantly gave up controlling the three magical weapons, and used all his strength to bless the bright blue translucent shield in front of him. This shield was not a magical weapon, but a defensive spell. He had soaked this defensive spell for many years, and instantly

It’s already easy to increase your hair instantly.

Just when the translucent shield was shining brightly, three fine steel arrows hit it hard!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The bright blue translucent shield seemed to be made of gold and iron, and the crisp sound was brief and rapid.

Perhaps if these three fine steel arrows were just ordinary arrows, they would have shattered upon impact. However, they are medium-grade magic weapons. Although they are only made of pig iron, the formation patterns carved on them are only

The seven-point 'Condensation' array pattern is not worth much spiritual stone, but it cannot be destroyed easily.

Moreover, Yang Qing was stronger than his opponent. He opened his bow and fired arrows with almost all his strength, while his opponent had to defend in a hurry. Even if he gave up controlling the three magic weapons, he could not resist the attack of the arrows.

After the three fine steel arrows hit the bright blue translucent shield, there was a slight pause, and then there was a soft "ding" sound, leaving three finger-sized cracks on the translucent shield.

holes, and the three fine steel arrows shattered the bones in the chest and shattered the internal organs. The arrow feathers were in the chest, and the arrowheads were in the back.

"Well……"

The penetration of three fine steel arrows made the monk who controlled the phantom array take three steps back. He unconsciously let out a weak hum. The arrows penetrated his internal organs. He was determined to be spared.

Qi refining monks in the middle spiritual stage have not yet reached the physical attributes of the body. Without the best elixir, they will definitely die.

His thoughts were still clear, but his body lost strength. Driven by the arrow that penetrated his chest, he leaned back.

"ah?!"

The remaining four monks were well aware of every move in the field. They were all frightened when they saw such a scene, especially the two early-stage body-training monks who had lost their support and took out their shields to defend themselves!

"Chichi", "Pfft!"

Two Qi-refining monks in the middle stage of Ding Ling used defensive talismans and defensive spells to add defense to themselves!

The four people present were able to guess Yang Qing's cultivation and strength through the power of the arrows, and they did not dare to have any reservations. They knew that they had failed to kill Yang Qing or seriously injured Yang Qing, and the current situation would be fatal.

reverse!

The first thought is to use all defensive means before thinking about other things.

Suddenly, the bodies of the two mid-level spiritual monks were covered with defenses, defensive barriers, and defensive shields. They were surrounded by several offensive weapons. Only the two falling body-refining monks relied solely on heavy weapons for defense.

's shield.

"die!"

After killing one person, the violence and murderous intention in Yang Qing's heart did not diminish at all. His voice was low and hoarse, and he shouted like gnashing his teeth. He put away his moon bow, took out his sword, jumped up, and rushed towards the falling person with a huge shield to defend himself.

The body-refining monk.

In the close fight, the body-refining cultivator was very powerful. He had to kill the two body-refining cultivators as quickly as possible before he could have enough energy left to kill the two mid-level spiritual cultivators who were blessed with various defenses.

Qi monk.

The physical injuries are being repaired and getting better, but fighting with the four people will definitely aggravate the injuries, especially the bones around the body. In this way, Yang Qing knows that he cannot fight with the four people for a long time, otherwise the injuries will only gradually become serious.

At that time, under the joint attack of the four people, it is really impossible to predict who will live and who will die. The only way is to kill the two body-refining monks who have no way to rely on and whose strength is damaged.

With a "boom", the repeatedly ravaged rock was broken into large pieces under the powerful trampling. Yang Qing jumped up boldly and rushed towards one of the fallen people with the momentum of a cheetah attacking an eagle. As for the two middle-stage Dingling Qi Refining

He is not afraid whether the monk will seize the opportunity to attack him!

Jumping up very fast, he jumped directly to the side of one of the body-refining cultivators. The body-refining cultivator also reacted very quickly. When Yang Qing rushed towards him, he had already turned his shield to stand between the two of them, intercepting Park.

A sharp blow from the knife.

The monks in the tribes close to the Five Penalties Land, with the same cultivation level, are much more powerful than the monks on the edge of purgatory, and much more powerful than the monks of Yufeng Sect. All human monks in purgatory are...

Grow through killing!

"Qiang!"

The sharp sword and the huge shield collided together. The shield was cut with a scar that was about a foot long and about an inch deep. The bodies of the two people also swung backwards under the force of the shock. Just before the two of them.

When they wanted to stay away from each other, Yang Qing stretched out his hand like lightning, instantly clasped it on the shield, and pulled hard.

If at this time, two Qi-refining monks in the middle stage of Dinglingling join forces to manipulate magic weapons to attack Yang Qing, then Yang Qing will only be able to kill one body-refining monk with all his strength, and then he will fight with three monks.

, however, all four of them know where

Due to the dire situation, the two Qi Refining monks did not use their weapons to attack. Instead, they used all their strength to retreat and take off into the sky at high speed. The two of them chose to escape! Although they were greedy for the robes, they did not hold back and took them away.

He found the corpse of the beheaded monk.

"Beast, you dare to kill me, do you know which tribe I belong to!"

The attacked body-refining cultivator threatened fiercely, and instantly pushed the shield in his hand, took out a broad knife and slashed at the weird-looking Yang Qing.

"die!"

The other party's words were vicious, and Yang Qing's low and hoarse voice was indifferent. He was not threatened by the other party's words at all, and his murderous intention was even stronger. At this time, the other party wanted to stay away from him, but it was too late. The two could not move away from each other faster than the sword wielder.

speed.

In the blink of an eye, the two men fell at the same time and exchanged blows several times. Yang Qing was almost leaning on the opponent's shield, looking down and slashing the sword in his hand. His body was not very strong, but the attack at this time

Full of bravery and arrogance.

What they compete for is strength and speed, slashing savagely. This body-refining monk is in the early stage of Ding Ling, while Yang Qing is in the late stage of Ding Ling. There is an even greater gap in physical strength!

In the sound of "peng...crack", the two fell to the ground. In the process of falling, Yang Qing had already killed the other party. The sharp knife chopped off the other party's head with strong force. On the spot

Kill!

Another body-refining cultivator landed on the ground at the same time, knowing that he could not escape!

"Beast, you are just a bastard, beast, bah!"

The monk cursed at the top of his lungs, and the hatred in his eyes erupted like a volcano. He resented Yang Qing so much that he believed that he was going to take away his spiritual stones, his cultivation resources, and his beautiful life.

His name, everything about him.

"die!"

Hissing like gnashing teeth, Yang Qing did not stop and used all his strength without aggravating the injury. Even the power of the bloodline of the Wind Beast only gave him a strange running speed and had no effect on his attacks.

It was greatly enhanced, but his attack speed and attack power were still not something that a body-refining monk in the early stage of Dingling, whose physical strength, Taoist understanding, and soul strength were all inferior to him, could resist several times.

The sword turned into a river, and it was no longer as clear and graceful as before. The sword was full of arrogance, and he was killed in a few moves!

"run!?"

The more Yang Qing killed, the angrier he became. He had already known when the two middle-level Qi-refining monks were escaping. After killing the two body-refining monks, he flashed and burst out at an extremely fast speed, pulling up a white and gold horse.

Chase away.

At this time, he no longer worried about his injuries and burst into full speed.

The white and gold horse stretches several feet long, like the tail of a broom star!

The two middle-level Qi-refining monks in the middle stage of Dingling were trying their best to escape and rise higher. When they saw Pi Lian chasing after them, their expressions of panic became even more intense. Only then did they see the amazing speed that Yang Qing displayed in the illusion array.

They were even more shocked when he ran in a straight line.

The white-and-gold horse was chasing closer, and as soon as the dragon raised its head, it pounced forward.

"Ding ding ding!"

Yang Qing, who jumped up, waved his sword to resist the four incoming magic weapons. His level was not enough, and he could not draw the attacking magic weapons aside. As a result, when the magic weapons were knocked away, Yang Qing jumped up.

His body shape became sluggish and his speed dropped sharply.

The two Dingling Realm monks took the opportunity to quickly rise into the air and escape the attack.

"You son of a bitch!"

Yang Qing fell back to the ground and was very annoyed. Knowing that there was no hope of rushing forward, he stood on the ground and fired arrows continuously!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The distance was close and the power of the arrows was strong. The two monks in the early stage of Dingling could barely resist. After all, the attack of the arrows was traceable. The two manipulated the magic weapon in front of them and waved it into a millstone-like defense.

rising.

Although the arrow is a medium-grade magical weapon, the material is still pig iron, which is not very hard. It was seriously damaged under all-out attack and all-out resistance.

Under the protection of magical weapons, shields, defensive barriers and other defensive means, the two Qi-refining monks in the middle stage of Soul Concentration stumbled up to a height of five hundred feet away, and their lives were no longer in danger.

"Ouch..."

"You son of a bitch!"

Standing on the ground, Yang Qing was extremely depressed, but had no other choice... (To be continued.)