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When Yang Cheng took over the scattered demon hunting team from Kong Ning, he was full of confidence and wanted to rely on the spiritual treasure flying sword in my hand. If he dared not to accept it, he would not respond at that time. Then he would command the team to fight two victories, and his reputation and status rushed up. At that time, maybe all sects would come to invite him. At that time, he didn't want to What is it?

But after taking over, he found that there were many difficulties. The unrelated Sanxiu gathered together, but there were always acquaintances. They naturally contacted each other and formed a related alliance. Among them, the most annoying thing was the "Seven-person Alliance" of the old man Bai. Although they were called the "Seven-person Alliance", the seven people knew each other. In this way, old man Bai can directly control more than 20 people, more than his captain, and his prestige is even greater.

There are two ways to break this situation. One is to cultivate cronies, such as Shu Donglin, that is, Rat Laibao. The other is to take the opportunity to stand Wei. Of course, there are many ways to stand Wei. Specifically, you can kill your own people or the enemy. It is not advisable to kill your own people. After all, everyone is free and comfortable. You suddenly got some rules and took the opportunity to kill a few people, but you were not directly beheaded by the old man Bai. The rest is to kill the enemy.

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the clouds are dense, and the light rain is pattering. It is the best time to kill the demon and stand the power.

"Come on, no matter what you are and what your cultivation is. As long as I have a sword, I will cut off your head. At that time, all the monks will see it and crawl under my feet and tremble. This demon hunting team really belongs to me, and all sects are nothing."

He thought that he was looking forward to the future, and even felt that if it was successful this time, he could take this as the foundation and create his own great religion, such as Taoism and Buddhism, which can be passed on for thousands of years.

"Haha, the little thing with dry hair, grandpa is coming." A loud shout came, and then the rain suddenly became heavy, and the man in black flew over on the rain cloud.

"Oh, it's the fifth level of monsters." Yang Cheng's eyes narrowed, his pupils shrank sharply, and his heart jumped sharply: "It turned out to be the leader of the fifth-order monster. This time, I met a hard stubble."

The fifth level of the monster is equivalent to the early stage of the monk's golden elixir, which can already be called a big demon. The first to fourth levels of the monster correspond to the foundation period, which can be called a small demon. The fifth to the eighth level is a big demon, and the ninth level is an old demon.

However, even so, after Yang Cheng lost his mind for a short time, he still realized what happened in the early days of the golden elixir? I had a Lingbao flying sword, and he still cut off his head and achieved my supreme prestige.

"Very good, look at the sword!" He was also a cruel man. Once he made a decision, he would no longer be a mother-in-law. He didn't even bother to ask the other party's name. With a finger, the flying sword rushed out.

"Haha, I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth. Let you know my invincible divine power." The black sea monster shouted loudly and actually stretched out two fingers and clamped the flying sword. He had been practicing in the deep sea for many years and had long forgotten the power of the monk's magic weapon.

If it is an ordinary spiritual weapon, his clip is really likely to succeed, but after all, the flying sword is a spiritual treasure level. No matter what the user's cultivation is, it can't be clamped by his two fingers.

"Oh," he shouted miserably. His two fingers were cut off, and blood gushed out like a spring. Yang Cheng laughed.

"Is the fifth level of monsters great? How dare you fight against my flying sword with flesh and blood? Humph, I really don't know how thick the sky is. He returned the words of the crocodile's invincibility.

"Kid, I wanted to play with you and let you live more. Since you are tired of living, I will send you on the road." The crocodile was invincible and furious. His already black face was purple. His hands were palms and he slowly pushed forward. A huge crocodile shadow gradually appeared, as if it was a copy of the crocodile's invincible body, and his eyes looked at Yang Cheng without emotion.

Yang Cheng's heart tightened, but he was not afraid. He shouted loudly, and the flying sword buzzed. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a tiger with wings.

One person and one demon are not idle, but in general, Yang Cheng's strength is slightly inferior, but he has a Lingbao-level flying sword as his support. With the invincible crocodile, he can only fight against each other by his body, and he also moves back to his disadvantage.

They fought hotly, and the monks gradually realized it, especially with Wang Fan's group as an example. They also fought back together and gradually gained the dominance of the battle.

Wang Fan was relieved and finally said that he didn't have to run away in embarrassment, but before he could relax for a long time, he saw that there was an unstoppable trend in front of him. When he looked carefully, he found that several powerful sea monsters had joined the regiment. They relied on their bravery, killed several people, and overturned several battle joint groups.

"Damn it, the tiger doesn't think I'm a sick cat." After all, he was a monk. When he saw that his kind was killed, he had a heart for the same enemy. He jumped up, caught up in a few steps, and punched him to resist those piercing hands.

Those guys who pricked their hands were not stupid. When they saw Wang Fan's fists, they were out of breath. Knowing that they had met their opponents, they quickly roared and united.

Wang Fan was shocked and said that it was not good. He had seen their joint technique, and it was indeed unique. If these guys united and had the fighting power of the Jindan monk, it would be more difficult for him to deal with it.

At this time, the mouse suddenly killed and disrupted their attempt to unite.

"What a dead mouse, it really came in time." Wang Fan was overjoyed and quickly gave him a winch.

The two of them have done too many things in collusion, and the cooperation has long been so tacit that there is no need for words.

The mouse came to the treasure shouted loudly, and his legs became horses. He punched out with one punch. At the same time, the white light of the spiritual sword on his side flashed and also shot out.

Wang Fan was afraid that he would be careless for a moment. After his fist went out, he turned into a rat's claw. Others didn't know it. Maybe he thought it was some kind of secret skill, but Venus knew it very well. If he was seen, his identity would definitely be exposed, so he quickly shouted and punched. His punch was as big as a hill, and before he reached the side of the sea monster, it exploded with a "boom" explosion. The white light makes people unable to look directly at it.

"Ah" screamed after the explosion. A powerful snake demon's head fell to the ground, but he did not die for a moment, which fully showed the super vitality of the snake. With a mouth, he spewed a mouthful of black liquid at the mouse.

Naturally, the mouse was not afraid. He took a deep breath and spit it out, forcing the venom back. The snake's head's mouth was not closed, and he swallowed the venom again. Of course, he could not swallow his stomach, but a pool of black ** flowed out of his neck.

It's a long story, but in fact it's extremely fast. At the moment when the snake demon died, Wang Fan's black gun shot and pierced into the chest of another golden shark. The golden shark couldn't avoid it, but it was not afraid. He said in his heart that even if he was stabbed, he was hurt by some flesh and flesh. But he didn't know that the gun was very strange. As soon as it pierced into his body, he was The essence of the body's spiritual power was sucked in, and he almost fainted.

But soon he didn't have a chance to faint. The best flying sword flashed, and his head fell to the ground. He could even see that the body with a long black gun in his chest quickly dried up, but he could no longer feel the pain.

It's just a few ups and downs. Two of those powerful stubbles were cut off, and the rest were shocked and frightened. How dare they fight again and retreat.

Wang Fan and Mouse Laibao looked at each other and showed an expression that they could only understand each other. They were about to catch up and kill a clean one, but they heard a miserable cry. Yang Cheng, who was extremely handsome and invincible against the crocodile, rolled a few times and fell down. Although the battlefield was very noisy, Wang Fan could still hear it clearly. With the sound of "ploping" landing, he couldn't help grinning, and his heart said that the fall was painful enough.

After all, Yang Cheng's cultivation is low, and in order to be handsome, he stands in the air like a crowd, wasting a lot of spiritual power. The crocodile is invincible but different. As a sea monster, he is born with the ability to step on water, and it is raining in the air, which can constantly supplement the rain clouds under his feet, which naturally consumes less spiritual power.

This is the same, and the side is powerful. If Yang Cheng is not defeated, there will be no reason.

What made Wang Fan depressed was that Mouse Laibao didn't know what he was thinking. After being stunned, he suddenly ran over, as if he wanted to check Yang Cheng's injury.

He was shocked and couldn't wait to scold the Rat Laibao. What did he do when he went up at this time? Didn't he see that the crocodile was about to rush down?

"Mother, this bastard won't worry me!"

He cursed secretly, but he had to kill the crocodile invincible. He didn't want to see the rat treasure become a scum.