Chapter 123 Day! Monster group?

A powerful soul power dispersed from the monster's body, and its charred claws on its chest were instantly covered with a strange dark red - this clumsy guy was actually a low-level high-level monster with strength equivalent to the martial arts in the refining realm!

Although he was stunned, Wang Wujian was not panicked. He turned over and rolled under the beast's empty bed. He didn't even need to use the martial soul. The machete alone flashed, and the faint golden light condensed into an arc and easily cut its belly like cutting tofu.

A slightly hot and pungent blood sprinkled on Wang Wujian's arm. The monster screamed unbelievably and crashed into a tree according to inertia, and the thick tree pole trembled violently and was almost broken.

"Hmm! Blood to success!" Wang Wujian shouted coldly in a low voice. He felt pungent when he first heard the smell of blood, but in the blink of an eye, he felt that there was an unprecedented sense of joy that the blood slid on his arm, which even aroused his excitement.

Another monster howled wildly and rampaged. With the help of its flexible upper limbs, it tried to bite Wang Wujian to death.

But these clumsy attacks had no pressure on Wang Wujian. He took a step back and stretched out his dagger to cut its throat easily.

Two clumsy monsters fell to the ground and twitched, and the silence around them resumed again. They could even hear the sound of blood gushing from their wounds.

The attack power of monsters of the same level may not be the same. Under the innate influence, their reaction and agility are bound to be different. Compared with the martial arts of the same strength, they are much inferior. This is also the reason why Wang Wujian can easily kill two monsters with comparable strength.

But the main reason why he can do this is that the beasts have empty martial souls and will not perfectly use soul power to kill people. They still rely on natural brute force to win.

Bloody is often the most attractive thing for other monsters, so Wang Wujian jumped over their corpses and quickly sneaked down the mountain.

But soon, he realized that more local hunters were approaching.

"Damn, it's not a herd, is it?" Wang Wujian prayed.

However, his prayers did not work. Although he let go of his footsteps and tried to escape from these unknown attackers at a very fast pace, their movements were not slow and seemed to have their footsteps in all directions.

Wang Wujian ran left and right, and the range of action was getting smaller and smaller. Soon, he only had a small range to move. The next moment, he was surrounded by bright eyes, with cold anger and murderous intent in his eyes, and the monster that surrounded him was the beast he had just killed.

Wang Wujian panicked for a moment, but he quickly calmed down, because although the number of opponents was large, the attack power was too poor after all. He believed that as long as he did it, it would take much effort to make these monsters escape. After all, fear of death is the instinct of most creatures.

Just like the strategy adopted by the first monster, this group of monsters also besieged but did not attack. They approached step by step, trying to launch a collective attack and win with one blow. This is also the means and strategy commonly used by Wang Wujian. He didn't expect to meet an opponent with the same thinking this time, and the black pressure group could not see how many people participated in the action at all.

Wang Wujian took a deep breath. Even though the opponent's attack skills are quite petty, this wheel tactic will make him tired of coping.

On the right moment, Wang Wujian suddenly launched an attack and jumped towards the two monsters closest to the top. Two weapons with weak yellow light turned into two lights and shadows in an instant and accurately fell to the destination under the control of his master.

The two monsters panicked. When they reflected, the blood had been spewed out of the throat.

There were two faint vibrations on the ground one after another, and the two monsters nearby became the second death targets of Wang Wujian, the third pair, the fourth pair...

His figure flashed quickly in the encirclement like a ghost, and the machete and dagger cut his hair. Every time he landed, he cut the monster's throat.

Even if the enemy is outnumbered, Wang Wujian still does not use the martial soul to defeat the enemy, but pours soul power into the lower limbs to make the movement faster. At this moment, he does not need such a powerful martial soul to assist himself. The only thing he longs for is speed and strength.

For this group of monsters, Wang Wujian is simply a ghost. Its speed is so fast that all monsters kill more than 20 of their companions before they can make an attack. They may have never suffered such a loss. The gregarious species are best at besieging, but at this moment they encounter abnormal prey, and their arrogance seems to have lost to his speed.

"Woo-woo..."

Several monsters in the second circle suddenly woke up and howled for the death of their companions, but this emotion quickly woke up their stunned companions and conveyed them to other compatriots in an in an hour. Then, I don't know how many of these monsters on the middle of the mountain howled together, shocking the world, and the ground under his feet trembled slightly as if the whole mountain. The signs of collapse and such a powerful momentum made Wang Wujian frightened.

How can you kill so many monsters?

Only then did Wang Wujian realize that he was in a desperate situation. The machete and dagger in his hand were cut in and pulled out from the monster's body countless times, stabbed and pulled out. The dirty blood kept splashing on his body, and even soaked him inside and outside like a bloody rain.

More and more monsters are crowded, but they are too many to accurately attack the flexible and relatively small Wang Wujian, but the earth-shaking howls never stop.

"The noon sword..."

"The noon sword..."

I don't know whether it is one or more similar screams sounded in Wang Wujian's spiritual consciousness. He can feel the nervous state of mind of the exclamation at this moment, but he did not have any emotion or other emotions. His mind was blank. His current behavior was completely out of his control. Countless monsters came one after another, so All he has to do is use weapons to solve the problem as quickly as possible to save the enemy's life!

The roar that shakes the world is still ringing on the mountain. At this moment, except for this sound, other movements around Mengjia Mountain are so weak that even people's voices can hardly break through their sound waves and spread.

Everyone who hears this sound can't help shaking all over. With such a huge momentum and so many monsters, what a powerful group of beasts should be!

Is it Wang Wujian? Fight against a large number of monsters with the power of one person? A huge question mark immediately appeared in everyone's mind.

No, no, he is just a martial spirit in the realm of refining. How can he resist the attack of the herd? In that case, how strong should his belief in survival be, and how much courage and perseverance should he be?

But except for Wang Wujian, who would climb to the top of the mountain and set fire in the middle of the night? The monsters on the mountain have lived in harmony with each other for hundreds of thousands of years. They have long been familiar with each other's habits. They can never besiege powerful monsters, so they can only besiege strangers from Meng Jiashan. Who else can there be this object besides Wang Wujian?