After confirming that there was no threat, Li Yan accelerated again.
The only person following him was Wu Ye, who had been silent all this time. Seeing Li Yan's speed decrease, spiritual power surged through him, and he accelerated at the same time, and he actually kept up with him.
Even if the monks form a team to attack, they are very different from the attack of the mortal army. The distance between two soldiers of the mortal army is often only five or six feet, or even closer.
The monks are fast and have a large attack range, so even if they are moving forward in formation, when they are close to the enemy, they will consciously leave at least fifty feet of distance from others in front, back, left, and right to avoid being affected by each other.
Even if there are only a hundred or ten people, spread out horizontally in an instant, it is still a huge momentum.
If they are monks who are good at advanced combined attacks, they will maintain their most comfortable attack distance, which is a distance of two hundred miles.
Both the north and the south were rushing forward. In just five breaths, Li Yan took the lead and collided with the other monk. Like the tip of an arrow, he was surrounded by enemies on three sides.
Before these monks had time to surround Li Yan, the monks behind Li Yan also rushed toward him like meteors. The battle reached its peak in an instant, and the explosions that had just subsided began to sound continuously again.
The sound of shouts, curses, screams, and the collision of magic weapons resounded throughout the world in just an instant.
Groups of red, green, purple, or blue light groups of various colors shuttled through the air and shot out, and the next moment they collided with the target, making a dull or sharp whistle.
Facing the head-to-head fight between Li Yan and the others, the more than 20 demon soldiers who were controlling the Nanhai monks five miles away were a little stunned.
"Does the Fengliangshan monk want to commit suicide?"
Although they are both foundation-building monks, more than 300 monks from both sides faced each other head-on, and their power shook the earth and the mountains, and filled the sky with rays of light.
The person who fought against Li Yan was a young Nanhai monk. The moment he saw Li Yan and the others, his eyes immediately turned into two pitch black holes, and he immediately fell into madness.
Seeing Li Yan approaching, the monk's figure suddenly shot up and shot into the sky. Li Yan rushed forward, bent his elbow and hit the air with one elbow.
The monk in the sky had his hands spread out like a roc, with golden light shining between his hands. He raised his arms and raised his head and feet, and his hands turned into a pair of bronze monster claws.
On the hands covered with scales, the fingers were like iron hooks, and there was a blue light beating between the five fingers. From the hands in the arms, "Zizzizi..." Ten blue thin lines came out from the claws, interlacing and fiercely heading towards the back of Li Yan's head.
Underline.
Li Yan below had just leaned forward and bent his elbow to hit the air. In the bloodthirsty eyes of the monks in the sky, ten blue thin lines intertwined with each other to form a cross-iron net, which instantly cut into Li Yan's body.
Above the back of the head.
The aerial monk's mind fell into madness, but this state stimulated his murderous nature even more, and excitement flashed in his eyes.
But before I could be happy, a figure appeared above my head like a ghost from a higher place on my suspended body.
It was Li Yan. His face was expressionless, and his body sank suddenly. He also hit him with his elbow, but this time it was from top to bottom, taking advantage of the force of his body's fall.
There was a loud "Bang!", and the excitement in the monk's eyes had not yet disappeared. His entire head had turned into a cloud of blood mist, exploding in the air.
Li Yan's speed was astonishing, and the tip of his elbow hit the opponent's Tianling Cap hard. It was only then that the afterimage of Li Yan below slowly disappeared.
After killing his opponent, Li Yan suddenly appeared in front of another Nanhai monk. He didn't even pay attention to the storage bag on the monk's body.
He has been in Fengliang Mountain for some time, and of course he knows that there are very few magic weapons and spiritual stones in the storage bags of these Nanhai monks, and they have been robbed by those demonic cultivators.
Even a good natal magic weapon, if a demonic cultivator likes it, will take it away at the expense of his cultivation.
The monk just now was probably just a physical cultivator, one of the kind who cultivated with the power of demonic beasts. He swallowed the refined demonic core and cultivated a method similar to the domineering body of some kind of demonic beast.
This body practitioner should practice some kind of raptor and monster method. They usually don't use magic weapons, of course, if there are ten-minute magic weapons, exceptions will be made.
Li Yan's kill this time was incredibly fast, giving no chance for the demon cultivator behind to react, let alone letting the cultivator immediately self-destruct when the situation turned bad.
Although the demonic cultivators in the rear had already received the desperate attack order for this attack, allowing them to fully activate the forbidden orders on the Nanhai monks, they could not let the monks self-destruct as soon as they came up.
What's more, the monk's instigation of spiritual power to self-destruct cannot be completed instantly. One or two breaths are still needed.
The demon army has been fighting against the Fengliangshan monks for some time now, and the Fengliangshan monks have long been wary of this. As long as they are not tightly entangled by the opponent, or they themselves are seriously injured, they can still escape from the explosion range.
At the moment when Li Yan was fighting with his opponent, the monks behind him also found their opponents.
Wu Ye followed Li Yan closely. When a woman in her thirties was about to block Li Yan, he intercepted her. The female cultivator's originally delicate face was now distorted and her eyes were no longer clear.
Although she was already crazy, her fighting instinct was not lost at all. She sensed the moment her Qi was locked by Wuye.
A transverse flute in his hand was quickly put to his lips, and an invisible sound wave was directed towards Wuye. Wuye chose this female cultivator precisely because he had taken a fancy to this person, who had also reached the realm of fake alchemy and was a great threat to his own side.
At this time, he didn't care that the other party was once a monk from the Desolate Moon Continent. She was a female cultivator. A monk who had been banned was no different from a murderous puppet.
Wuye waved the bamboo stick in his hand lightly, and a shadow of the stick appeared in front of him. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and a dark light flashed like a poisonous snake on the stick shadow, and it was swung away.
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Wuye's speed increased sharply again, and a circle of staff shadows in front of him seemed to be closed to protect his whole body.
"Ding, ding, ding..." A series of sounds continued to sound, and dark lights were continuously knocked away by the shadow of the stick. At first, it was just a sound. When Wuye took the second step, the impact sounds were connected into one, dense as rain.
The female cultivator also whimpered on her flute, which was initially inaudible, but turned into a high-pitched whistle in a short period of time.
Wuye's forward figure was also slightly sluggish, and the dark light in front of his eyes was like a tide. He was forced to stop for a moment, and at this time, Li Yan had already killed one person and dodged toward another person.
There were also a series of sounds of clothes piercing the air on both sides of Wuye, and several more figures surpassed him and rushed towards the crowd on the opposite side.
Seeing Li Yan's success and someone rushing forward ahead of him, Wu Ye frowned, holding the staff in one hand, and quietly patted the storage bag on his waist with the other hand, and a green shadow rushed out from the side of the shadow of the staff like lightning.
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At this time, there was only about twenty feet between him and the female cultivator. The female cultivator opposite was holding the flute in her hand, and her whole body was filled with spiritual energy. Suddenly, her figure swayed and she left the place.
There was a sharp "whoosh" sound, and a long red core penetrated the place where the female cultivator was standing, but it was empty.
Then, a long green snake appeared there, staring at the female nun a few feet away with a pair of cold eyes.
With just this moment of buffering, Wuye rushed in front of the female cultivator in a flash. Although his movement skills were not as good as Li Yan's, he was still among the top at the same level.
Suddenly, the bamboo stick in his hand was raised from bottom to top towards the female cultivator's lower abdomen. The female cultivator moved the flute down, the stick and flute intersected, and with a "bang" sound, the two of them shook their bodies, and their cultivation level was unexpectedly in
Between half a catty and eight liang.
The female cultivator took advantage of this force to float backwards. While floating backward, the female cultivator also patted her storage bag, and a fist-sized black earthen jar appeared behind her.
The black earthen jar looks quite ugly, like a beggar catching rain to quench his thirst. There are unknown dirt on it, like a hairless dog, with spots on it.
When the black earthen jar flew behind the female nun's head, the bottom of the jar was facing upwards, and the dirty brown mouth was facing downwards. The spots squirmed, and a stench sprayed diagonally downward, hitting the female nun herself.
The moment the stench appeared, the space behind the female cultivator fluctuated, and a long green snake emerged from the shaking of its tail, and it was about to bite it.
In a big mouth, the sharp teeth are now
It was only two inches away from the female cultivator's shoulder. The moment the stench came out, the long green snake quickly retreated, shaking its head constantly, and it was already a little shaky in flight.
Neither the female cultivator nor Wuye seemed to notice this. The female cultivator reacted so quickly, which was beyond Wuye's expectation.
Just now, from the first attack of "Jade Phosphorus Snake" released by the opponent, to his sudden close attack, and at the same time commanding the "Jade Phosphorus Snake" to hide and sneak attack again, it was all completed in one breath.
The female cultivator who seemed to have lost her mind was so rich in combat experience that she was able to defeat Wuye's three killing moves just by instinct.
This made Wuye's original idea of quickly dealing with his opponent come to nothing.
All the monks on Li Yan's side knew that in this fight with the opponent, they must strike with all their strength and fight quickly.
Now they have no danger to defend, and the number of monks has been greatly reduced. They are almost in a two-on-one situation, not to mention that there are also many demon cultivators involved.
In a one-on-one situation, they may not be opponents of the demonic cultivators, so they wanted to kill some of the other cultivators first and take the opportunity to restore the situation.
In fact, this is already the last resort. If the other party gives Li Yan and the others half more effort, they can at least deploy many small formations at the original position. Under the interlocking links, they can also take advantage of the situation to defend. Compared with now,
The battle situation is much better.
But the demon race has too much experience in fighting. They continue to invade one interface after another. They are simply not comparable to the comfortable monks of the Desolate Moon Continent.
The demon army will use its proficiency in various battle formations to attack from a distance and close up.
If the "Thunder Thunder" were not too powerful and the aftermath could have caused a large number of casualties to the monks, Li Yan and the others might not even have time to fly out of the gravel mountain if the demon cultivators did not retreat.
But such a quick decision can only be imagined. Except for people like Li Yan, Gong Yuantai and others who have fought against the demons, they are mentally prepared.
Wuye, these monks who were fighting against the demonic cultivators for the first time, simply underestimated. At least they underestimated the combat power of the Nanhai monks who had lost their mind, so most of the monks fell into a deadlock and struggled hard from the beginning.
Under the stimulation of the ban, these Nanhai monks are constantly stimulating the potential in their bodies at all times. At this time, their sensory sensitivity and spiritual power operation have reached their peak, and they are more sensitive to external stimulation.
It's just that this situation cannot last forever. Every moment they are using their own longevity to stimulate stimulation. For half a stick of incense at most, the weak Nanhai monks will age and die without being attacked by the other party.
A strong monk will not be able to survive a stick of incense, but this time is enough to kill or consume the Fengliangshan monks.
Wuye means that you have stepped into a cognitive misunderstanding invisibly.
This chapter has been completed!