The violent explosion shook the Thunderous Wind Eagle away, and many feathers fell scattered in the air.
Shen Lang played faster and faster, the lingering sound echoed around the beams, and countless green sword lights spurted out, attacking the three Nascent Soul Stage monks and the Thunderous Wind Eagle.
The three people and one beast tried their best to resist, but were basically beaten without any power to fight back. The power of the sword light shot by the weird Yao Qin was so amazing that even the magic weapon of life could be broken if you were not careful.
In the blink of an eye, the three people and one beast were trapped by the sword light all over the sky, unable to escape at all. Once they failed to defend themselves, they would be swallowed up by the overwhelming sword light and they would surely die!
With one against four, Shen Lang still firmly had the upper hand. As the seven fairy tunes continued to echo, more and more cyan sword lights emerged from the Qixuan Qin.
Shen Lang held back three people and one beast by himself. Thanks to this, the pressure on the Yuanying Stage monks in Hokuriku at the front of the battlefield was greatly reduced.
Seven fairy tunes continued to ring in the air, and soon, the magic weapon spear offered by a gray-haired old man was cut into several pieces by the dense green sword light, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"boom!"
The sword light that filled the sky took advantage of it and killed the gray-haired old man in one fell swoop. The old man's body turned into a pile of minced meat.
Seeing Shen Lang kill a teammate so sharply, the other two early Yuanying stage monks were so frightened that they lost one of their friends, and they were even more unable to withstand the impact of these strange sword lights.
"Coach, help me!!!" One of them couldn't stand the fear and pressure in his heart and shouted at the bald old man.
"Chirp!" The Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle also cried out for help.
The commander of Donglin's army, the bald old man known as "Old Monster Zhuang", was controlling the bull-headed horse face to deal with Old Demon Feng Yue and Gu Tianning. When he heard the cry for help from Shen Lang, his face turned livid.
Although the bull-headed horse-faced beast was powerful, it moved too fast and could not get rid of Feng Yue Lao Mo and Gu Tianning for a while, making it difficult to support them. Looking at the battlefield, the rest of the Nascent Soul stage monks from the east were entangled by the Beilu monks.
Don't open your hands.
"Ma Mian, kill that kid!" Old Monster Zhuang ordered.
"Ouch!"
The hollow eyes on the horse's face glowed with bloodlust, and he let out a roar from his bloody mouth. He wildly waved the machete in his hand and slashed at Shen Lang with all his strength.
"boom!"
A huge black sword light about several hundred meters long flew out, almost carrying the power of swallowing the sky and the earth!
Shen Lang turned pale with horror. An attack of this magnitude was no joke. He immediately activated all the cyan sword lights to hit the black sword light.
The sound of the explosion was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the violent wind swept away in all directions.
Shen Lang retreated several hundred meters, and the sword and shield gathered around him resisted the aftermath, barely blocking the blow without any injuries.
Seeing that Shen Lang was unharmed, Old Man Zhuang gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Old Ghost Zhuang, where are you looking?" Old Demon Feng Yue smiled coldly and used all his strength to activate the Tianshui Bell in his hand.
"Ding ding ding!"
The cold light of Tianshui Ling rose sharply, and suddenly hundreds of ice dragons flew towards the bald old man.
Gu Tianning also activated two mother-child puppets to cooperate with Feng Yue Lao Mo to launch a fierce attack.
Old Monster Zhuang's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Bull-headed and horse-faced, stop me!"
The two bull-headed and horse-faced figures waved the giant axes and machetes in their hands, trying their best to resist the attacks of Feng Yue Lao Mo and Gu Tianning, and launched a counterattack.
Feng Yue Lao Mo and Gu Tianning hurriedly defended themselves, feeling a little embarrassed. The strength of these two bull-headed and horse-faced phantoms was really terrifying. Fortunately, they did not move very fast and had a single attack method, otherwise they would not have been able to hold on long ago.
After the bull-headed horse-face was entangled, Shen Lang launched another fierce attack on the two men and one beast, and a large amount of green sword light swarmed out from the Qixuanqin again.
"F-fuck!"
The two Nascent Soul stage monks were so frightened that their scalps were numb, and they started to curse nonsense. They had just deeply experienced the awesomeness of the White Jade Yao Qin, and lost their fighting spirit. They defended and retreated, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity.
Escape.
It was a pity that Shen Lang would not give them a chance. His fingers were like pile drivers, playing on the strings of the Qixuan Qin rapidly. He played the seven fairy tunes to the extreme, and actually made a series of screams, like a tiger roaring and a dragon
Groaning!
For a moment, countless cyan sword lights rushed out from the Qixuan Qin, like huge waves, rushing directly towards the two Nascent Soul stage monks who wanted to escape.
The two men were unable to resist such dense sword light. Their faces were full of fear and horror, and their pupils were constantly dilating.
next moment.
"boom!"
The two of them were swallowed up by the wave-like sword light, their bodies turned into a blood mist, and no one was left alive.
The Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle is a monster beast at the peak of the eighth level, and its strength is stronger than that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Even so, so many sword lights came at it, and it was unable to dodge for a while, and it took a few blows.
"Dong dong dong!"
After several sword rays fell on it, the skin on the Thunderous Wind Eagle's back and abdomen was torn open, blood splattered, and a large number of purple feathers were scattered in the air.
"quack!"
The Thunderous Wind Eagle howled in agony. It smelled the breath of death. If it continued to fight with Shen Lang like this, it would definitely die!
"escape!"
Without any hesitation, the Thunderous Wind Eagle took advantage of Shen Lang to kill the two Nascent Soul stage monks from the east, and immediately burned up the essence and blood, exerted his natal magical power, increased his speed, and gained the ability to teleport over short distances in a short period of time!
This level of teleportation is far from being comparable to the teleportation of Mei'er or even the Thunder Beast. The teleportation distance is only a hundred meters, and each teleportation requires a certain interval. It is not as fast as Shen Lang's flying thunder escape technique.
Seeing that the Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle rushed out of the range of the sword light, Shen Lang didn't bother to care about the beast anymore.
Since the Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle is the spiritual beast of Donglin's boss Zhuang Laoguai, all he needs to do is kill Zhuang Laoguai, and the Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle will also suffer the backlash of the Blood Pact and die.
Shen Lang collected the storage rings of the three Nascent Soul stage monks he had killed and was about to continue his killing spree.
At this moment, a thunderous roar came from the distant horizon.
"Brother Shen, let me help you!"
A huge purple dragon flew from the sky, more than a thousand meters long, with a golden horn on its head, and bright purple scales all over its body. It spattered a large number of purple arcs and exuded a violent aura.
There is also a stunning female cultivator wearing a red dress standing on the dragon's back, with a cold attitude.
"Brother Feng Lei, Hua Ziling?" Shen Lang's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.
It happened that the Thunderous Wind Eagle escaped to the side of the Wind and Thunder Demon King. The Wind and Thunder Demon King revealed his true form and became mad. He opened his bloody mouth and dense arcs formed a series of thunder dragons. He collided head-on with the Thunder Dragon with lightning speed.
Thunder Swift Wind Eagle.
With a loud "boom", the Thunderous Wind Eagle was directly blown away.
The thunder dragon swooped down and chased after him. The dragon's body was like a python, tightly entangled with the thunder and wind eagle!