Chapter 237

The once fierce beast is finally out of disaster!

Qin Yanyang approached and prepared to harvest his life.

However, a throbbing emotion suddenly appeared in his heart, sensing somewhere in the dense forest behind him, and a glance was silently watching their every move. But he stopped to explore and found that it was just a blank place. This feeling is exactly the same as when the blood wolf monk appeared yesterday!

Master is here! Sure enough, he won't allow Ge Xinglie to be killed like this!

Cheng Gang and others in the fierce battle did not respond. Perhaps they were occupied by the song in front of them, or their cultivation was not enough to know the existence of the blood wolf monk. However, Qin Yan stopped abruptly, which attracted Fang Yiyuan's attention.

"Brother Qin, don't be stunned. Come here and work harder. He's going to die!"

Qin Yan held the corners of his mouth helplessly. Instead of letting the master know that he can feel his arrival from such a distance, he would rather be regarded as a fearful death-shattering counterattack. He sighed gently and said, "Is it too crowded for six people to stand in such a small place? Why don't I cheer for you here?"

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

Song Qingsha's voice sounded softly and wanted to calm his anger: "Brother Qin has just fought with him for a while. Maybe he is a little tired. Let's do more. Don't bother Brother Qin."

Fang Yi snorted heavily.

If Ge Xinglie still has the strength to speak at this time, he can take the opportunity to provoke, and there may be a glimmer of life. However, under the siege of four people, his spirit and body have reached the limit, and he has no time to care about him. Today's defeat seems to be unable to reverse...

Only Qin Yan knew that the god of fate was actually favoring him. Due to the appearance of a demon, Death had to quietly withdraw the sickle. Today, everything planned by Chenggang Fang Yiyuan and others has become futile.

The devil moved!

Qin Yan's consciousness locked the surrounding 100 meters, focused on it to an unprecedented level, and finally felt the strangeness of the blank.

The wind did not change, the sun was still shining, and the branches and leaves of the dense forest did not tremble at all, but he could feel it, and a step came out of there.

It's so fast!

It feels lighter than a wisp of wind, but it is as unexpected as lightning. Qin Yan tried his best and could only vaguely catch a faint trace when the man passed by him. And most of his power is used to suppress himself and resist making an instinctive defensive response when the person passes by.

The next moment, the man appeared in the war circle, and the dark color calmed all the disputes. The dark fire, the nine-ring flame, the cold ice wind, the deadly sharp, and the lonely leaves were all swallowed into the deep black, and then bounced back with greater strength to attack their original owner.

With only one move, the hunter and the prey were defeated. The so-called peerless martial arts of the proud demon gate were just like a child's play in front of that person.

Cheng Gang is the fastest reaction and the first target. As early as the shadow appeared, he began to lean back and swivel his arms at the same time, trying to throw the chain back aside. As a result of his struggle, he could only avoid four chains, and the other five chains hit him heavily, making a steely sound. He shook his body a few times and tried to stand firm, but finally couldn't help bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

Yan Yu, who hung in mid-air, snorted and was shaken by the huge impulse and rose five or six feet before he completely removed the force and slowly fell down.

And Ge Xinglie, who waved his sword fiercely, was knocked upside down by this force and fell out of the cliff all the time. He stepped on his feet and fell straight to the bottom of the valley dozens of feet high.

Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha are the farthest away, but they have also suffered a lot of impact. The cyan wind mass in front of Fang Yiyuan was shaken to pieces, and more than ten wind blades were broken into powder. The vines in Song Qingsha's palm are broken, like scattered leaves flying all over the sky, reflecting her white face, which is particularly cold.

After this change, the four people who participated in the siege were bloodless and looked panicked. They stared at the grand and domineering figure in the middle. After a short hesitation, they bent down to worship:

"Master!" The doorkeeper!"

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 solid, but there was already a figure in front of them, which was the song that had fallen off the cliff.

Ge Xing's face showed an extremely complex look, and emotions such as hatred, anger, happiness, fear, etc. emerged from his narrow eyes. After a second of stunned, he turned around and saluted the blood wolf monk: "Thank you for saving my life!"

The sight of the blood wolf monk swept across everyone's faces and slowly said, "Besiege the same door is my mother-in-law's taboo. Don't do it!"

Seeing the tragic situation of these people, Qin Yan was still glad that he did not take action rashly. Suddenly, his eyelids jumped and he saw the deep eyes of the blood wolf monk falling on his face.

"You are very good." A plain word without ups and downs, but it seems to be full of great deep meaning.

A cold suddenly rose in Qin Yan's heart, and a little complacency suddenly disappeared.

I'm very 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 blurred and dissipated in the vision of everyone.

The blood wolf monk has left, but no one can get up easily. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so low that it almost solidified. The hand of the blood wolf monk just now brought a great shock to these pretentious proud sons of heaven.

Although the devil's figure has been pressing on people's hearts like a mountain, with the improvement of their cultivation in recent years, they gradually began to think that they could try to break free from the shadow. But now they find that they have made too far mistakes. The peak they saw from their shallow vision turned out to be just a small slope in front of the majestic mountains!

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

Is what they witnessed today just the tip of the iceberg?

Just as several people were worried, Ge Xinglie suddenly moved. He ran more than ten meters in one step and came to Cheng Gang. Cheng Gang frowned and didn't want to hit the front. He dodged to the side to avoid it and made a defensive posture. However, Ge Xinglie ran straight for dozens of meters and threw himself into the dense forest. After a moment, he jumped high, turned into a small black spot and jumped on the steep stone wall, and soon climbed to the top of the mountain. It turned out that he still remembered his own game and went to the flat peak.