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But it was said that Wang Fan's self-exploded spiritual weapon did stinge the demons, so that they did not dare to approach for a while. Several people took this opportunity to quickly break through.
Wang Fan was the first, and Hongxiu followed her, but she didn't have a trace of joy when she was about to break out. She was full of worry and said, "You blow up your spiritual sword. How can you have a magic weapon against the enemy? And among our party, it's just a loose alliance at this time. Once you get out of danger, you don't know what to do? Can you guarantee to escape your life?
"It's okay," Wang Fan whispered, "It's just a lower spiritual weapon. I still have one." He said that he stretched out his hand and took out another handle, and the red sleeves were a little dazed.
"You are really rich enough!" In the end, she had to say so.
But the monsters and monsters have always been famous for being tough and not afraid of death. How can they be scared by the self-exploding of his spiritual sword? In addition, Xing will not return to see them and have the hope of breaking through. He hurriedly told the lie just now. However, this time, the object was changed to Wang Fan and others, so there were not too many meetings. The demons gathered around again, and looking at that expression, it was even more Fanaticism, even the fight of life for life.
Everyone was firmly trapped again, and it was difficult to walk. Bai Hongtu, Wang Fan and others shouted loudly. The magic weapon flew and fought endlessly. They tried to make a breakthrough again, but only added new injuries, and there was no progress at all.
"Damn it!" Wang Fan was completely angry: "Are you really going to fight to the death? OK, I'll fulfill you and blow it up!"
There was a loud bang, and another low-grade spiritual sword burst out.
This time, everyone was not stunned, but they couldn't help grinning and said secretly, "How many spiritual swords does this prodigal want to explode?"
With this self-explosion, the encirclement loosened again, and they took dozens of steps forward, but Xing Bugui was determined to catch them all, which allowed them to escape, shouting and shouting angrily and commanding the demons to surround them again.
At this time, the wolf king has caught up with Yu Wu. His combat power is comparable to that of the early days of Jin Dan. He killed Yu Wu in his palm with only three or five moves. He saw that Lin Qinglang was firmly besieged. He could only struggle to survive and survive. The rest of the people were also not far from death. On the contrary, he was Wang Fan, who was not the most interested in his eyes. He blew himself several times. , bringing great casualties to the monsters.
"Despicable human monk, if you have the ability, you can blow up your own spiritual weapon. Look, I won't take your head." When the words fell, he jumped and ran in the direction of Wang Fan and others.
"No, the Wolf King has come!" Hongxiu's face turned quickly and pale, her hands suddenly trembled, and the attack became weak, as if all the actions at this moment were just in vain, which showed the power of the Wolf King in her heart.
"Fuck" Wang Fan was covered in blood and was about to go crazy: "Xing Bugui, this bastard who eats inside and out, will die one day. These brainless monsters dare to stop them. Go to hell!" Speaking of this, he waved his hands, took out two spiritual swords, rushed forward, and then exploded at the same time.
The two loud noises before and after finally broke the courage of the monsters. Wang Fan and others rushed to the front and fled awkwardly without waiting for the aftershocks of the explosion to disperse.
At this critical moment, although there was no time for everyone to discuss, they unconsciously dispersed - there was only one Wolf King, but there were seven of them, that is to say, at least three or four of them were safe and sound when they ran for their lives separately.
Wang Fan's combat effectiveness is at the back of everyone, but he blew up his spiritual weapon four times in a row, which caused huge losses to the monsters. Therefore, after the Wolf King freed his hand, the first person he wanted to hunt down was him.
"Self-exploding spirit, even if I let everyone go, I will kill you!" The wolf king saw the heavy casualties of his men, and he was very itchy with Wang Fan. He paused and immediately chased him in the direction of his escape.
"It's not good!" Wang Fan carried out the Lingfeng skill and fled like a wind and lightning, but his cultivation was there. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't beat the wolf king of the fourth level of monsters: "This old guy actually stared at me. What can I do?"
The sweat on his forehead flowed down and he was eager to solve it, but any conspiracy and tricks in front of his strength were pale and weak. Fortunately, at this time, he saw that the star was not running diagonally. He couldn't help biting his teeth, turned his body and chased after him. While chasing, he shouted, "The Wolf King is catching up. Hurry up and self-exploding spiritual weapon to stop it. He."
His Lingfeng skill is not as fast as the Wolf King, but he can catch up with the star, and only a few breathing time is overtaken.
Xing didn't look at him passing by. He was anxious and shocked. He didn't have time to think that his cultivation was low. How could he be faster than himself? His spiritual power vomited fiercely, and then he was as fast. But when he looked back, he saw the wolf king rushing with anger. He couldn't help but be shocked. Suddenly, he thought of Wang Fan's just mentioned the method of blocking the wolf king. - Self-exploding spiritual weapon.
In fact, the wolf king vowed to kill Wang Fan and almost ignored the rest of the people. If he ignored it at this time and dodged sideways, he could also turn the danger into safety. But when he knew the idea of the wolf king, he thought it was coming to kill him. Seeing that the situation was critical, he didn't care about thinking too much. He bit his teeth and took it out fiercely. My own medium-grade spiritual weapon.
With a loud bang, his medium-grade spiritual weapon came to the Wolf King and exploded in an instant.
"Oh," the blue veins on the forehead of the Wolf King bulged, and he almost vomited blood.
It's not that the self-explosion power of the middle-grade spiritual weapon is so powerful that it hurts him. In fact, the monster has cultivated to the fourth level, and its body is quite tough. The self-explosion of the middle-class spiritual weapon only makes him a little embarrassed. But Wang Fan and Xing don't wait for others in his eyes. In his eyes, it's the earthly that can jump up to the sky, but it's these scadas. Unexpectedly, the method of using self-exploding spiritual weapons over and over again not only caused serious damage to his men, but also made him lose face more often, which made him feel embarrassed.
"Despicable human monk, how dare you blow up your spiritual weapon to hurt me? I want you all to die!" He was furious, his eyes were wide open, and he looked up and roared. He couldn't wait to tear up everyone up, but they fled in different directions. He gasped and thought for a moment, and then chased the star who dared to brazenly detonate his spirit weapon to deal with him.
Although Wang Fan fled for his life, he always paid attention to the movement behind him. Seeing that his strategy was effective, the wolf king was not attracted by the star of the self-exploding spirit weapon. He was overjoyed, and the Lingfeng skill was used to the extreme. He jumped up and down and disappeared into the jungle in a blink of an eye.
He was born in the mountains and grew up in the mountains. He knew that the more secret the jungle was, the greater the chance to escape, so he specialized in the dense forest drill. After a few hours, he could no longer see the shadow of the wolf king. He could not hear the sound of shouting and killing. He slowed down a little, but he still did not dare to be careless, endured fatigue, and did not leave a trace of stealth. Ten miles, finally found a hidden valley.
The valley is surrounded by the dense forest on three sides. On one side, there is a small pond at the side of the mountain. The pond is shallow and clear, and you can see the small fish as big as fingers swimming happily.
After escaping for such a long time, Wang Fan was thirsty and tired. Even if he practiced all five spirits, his spiritual power was far more powerful than that of the ordinary nine-level monks, and he couldn't support it.
"Damn it, what a wolf valley. The combat power is so strong that I blew myself up four low-grade spiritual weapons, and I almost escaped." Thinking of this, he thought of the angry wolf king. He not only shivered: "Thanks to me running fast, there are stars that are not dizzy, and the self-exploding spirit weapon blocks me from chasing me. Otherwise, next year's today will be my death anniversary. I don't know how the others are like. How many people can survive?"
He thought to himself, thinking that the red sleeve's combat power was amazing, and there were a lot of secret skills. There should be no problem in escaping. Bai Hongtu also seemed to have some means, but with Xiao Mei dragging behind, it was unknown whether he could survive or not. But one thing he was very sure that the star was not big was finished. Under the angry pursuit of the Wolf King, the early foundation monk was not at all. The dishes are like stones falling into the sea, and even the waves can't be lifted.
"This mission is really a fucking bait. It's difficult for the special envoy of Taiyimen not to pay attention!" Thinking of the insidious and cunning of the people in power of all factions, and even his own disciples were calculating, he couldn't help but be angry: "I finally understand why every time a foreign disciple practiced to the ninth level of practice, he disappeared without a trace. It was not going out to practice at all, but was killed by the joint of those in power. Ling Yuntian, Ling Yuntian, you are really not a thing. But it's not that easy to kill me.
Thinking of his death, he was finally temporarily safe. His anger decreased slightly, and then he calmed down, took off his coat, and examined the wounds all over his body.