Wu Huan was slightly distracted and looked at Zhuang Wudao. Junior uncle? Could it be that he is the seventh disciple of Master Jie's ancestral sect who has not really started yet?
The ultimate horizontal training technique, the strength is really good. However, there are also rumors that the future "Uncle Seventh Master" only has a fifth-grade spiritual root.
Just when he was distracted, a white-winged hawk demon in the sky immediately saw the opportunity and swooped down.
Fortunately, Mu Xuan drew her sword in time, and a shadow of the sword twisted upwards. Wu Huan also woke up in time. As his figure sank, the same sword light flashed out and swept upwards.
Different from Muxuan's purple-gold mandarin duck knife, Wu Huan's knife was a large back knife. It was almost the size of a door panel and was full of weight.
Not only was the sword powerful, but its speed was also not very slow. When it collided with the captured eagle claw, a series of sparks were emitted.
But after all, they are first-level monsters. Although Wu Huan and Mu Xuan are monks in the late stage of Qi training, they are not as powerful as them.
The two of them worked together, but they were still captured by the eagle's claws, and were forced to be extremely embarrassed.
Just when Wu Huan and Muxuan were being forced and restrained by the white-winged eagle demon, another seven or eight jackal demons swooped in.
Xin Wei did not wait for the formation to be properly arranged, and immediately summoned the Heavenly Capital Divine Thunder to resist. The remaining Lichen disciples, although their true energy was exhausted, were still using their remaining strength to resist.
Fortunately, there was Zhuang Wudao who stabilized the situation by holding the magnetic spirit shield and blocking from left to right. His strength was astonishing, and he was able to resist those late-stage first-order blood-venomous wolf jackals without losing any force.
On the contrary, the wind blades and wind knives summoned by those jackal monsters were completely useless against him. As for the blood poisonous wolf jackals whose strength was below the mid-level, they would be seriously injured immediately if they were slightly rubbed by his palm and shield.
, in more serious cases, it can lead to immediate death.
In just a few rounds, those blood poisonous wolf jackals already knew how powerful he was. They did not dare to attack again. Instead, they were led by the five leader-level jackals and continued to wander outside to confront him from a distance.
Those Lichen Sect disciples were also overjoyed, leaning against Zhuang Wudao like the Great Wall, and tried their best to cooperate.
Mu Xuan, who was in the sky, tried her best to join forces with Wu Huan to drive away the two giant white-winged eagles again. She said with an ugly face: "Wu Huan, do you have mystical powers? Why didn't you use them just now?"
"I only have four kinds of mystical arts. After being surrounded here for four hours, I have already used them almost."
Wu Huan held the knife tightly, his knuckles turning white: "There is only one move, 'Killing the Sky'. If you are not absolutely sure that you can kill a head, how can you dare to use it?"
Muxuan raised her eyebrows sideways: "Four hours? I didn't use the letter to ask for help from the sect."
"Why didn't you ask for help? With those two white-winged eagles here, the letter asking for help cannot be sent out at all."
Mu Xuan's expression became more solemn as she looked around. She found that even the arrival of the three of them did not improve the situation too much.
The white-winged harpy can fly a hundred miles away with just one flap of its wings, which is indeed much faster than the letter talisman. And even those jackal demons have extremely fast escape speeds, and they also have the ability to intercept the letter talisman.
Finally, her eyes fell on the five late first-order jackal monsters.
"Have you never thought about capturing the king first before capturing the thief?"
"Then there needs to be a king to capture! The strongest blood poisonous wolf jackal has been killed by us long ago and is completely useless!"
Wu Huan pointed to one side, and stared at Lin Nei in the distance with a sinister look: "I suspect there is another Jackal King, whose strength should be at the peak of the first level, and he has not yet appeared."
Muxuan also saw a jackal corpse lying on the ground not far away. It was indeed the largest one among the many blood-venomous wolf jackals. She couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips. It turned out that Wu Huan and his group were not the same. It's considered incompetent.
"Actually, these jackal demons are nothing to worry about. You and I can easily kill them by joining forces. The key is the white-winged eagle demons above. If we don't get rid of one of them, we won't be able to get out of trouble at all."
Wu Huan said depressedly: "I really regret that I didn't think of redeeming the good deeds I accumulated last time for a Qiantian Yiqi thunder net."
Two first-order peak white-winged hawk demons were restraining them in the sky, and they were able to fly away with one strike. This was what they feared the most. They simply couldn't go all out to deal with those blood-venomous wolf jackals.
mu Achievements. As for Zhuang Wudao who practices the Tianxuan Zhaoshi Sutra, she is not considering it at all.
But the latter bit his lip and shook his head in embarrassment: "It's unbelievable. If you are an ordinary late-stage first-order enemy, you can still find a way to defeat them. But these two white-winged hawk monsters are at the peak of the first-order."
It's not that there are no suitable techniques to deal with it, it's that it's beyond our capabilities.
When everyone was disappointed, Zhuang Wudao suddenly interrupted: "If I can get that white-winged eagle monster down, are you two sure that you can kill it in one fell swoop?"
The power of the white-winged eagle demon's eagle claws is not comparable to that of those jackal demons, and it can break through his magnetic energy.
Zhuang Wudao is not afraid of being injured. He only needs to activate the Bull Demon Dance in time and fight with his hegemonic body. However, in this way, the Lichen Taoist robe and the earth silkworm inner armor on his body will probably suffer a lot of damage, and the gain will not be worth the loss. .
Wu Huan's eyes suddenly lit up. Mu Xuan was surprised. Zhuang Wudao's domineering body and palm power were overwhelming. In addition, he actually had such abilities?
The two looked at each other in disbelief, and it was Wu Huan who spoke again: "If she can invite the incarnation of the Dingjia god from the upper realm, she will be 100% sure."
Although Mu Xuan didn't speak, she nodded slightly. She didn't really believe it, but she still held out hope.
If you can kill a white-winged hawk demon first, that will completely break the deadlock.
Zhuang Wudao nodded and looked up into the sky. Then he changed his palm into a claw and grabbed it far above.
Just when Mu Xuan and others were puzzled, a sudden burst of energy suddenly emitted from Zhuang Wudao's body, and the power of Yuan Magnetic also expanded suddenly.
Pseudo Wushuang, capture the dragon and shake the tiger!
Three hundred feet high in the air, a white-winged hawk demon immediately let out a scream. Then, its entire body seemed to be tied up by something. It suddenly flew down towards where the people were, as if it was falling upside down.
The huge eagle body also fell faster than the normal speed, as if it was attracted by some force. Even though the wings were spread with all their strength, they were still helpless.
"This is Zhenlong Temple, Capturing Dragon Power!"
Wu Huan was surprised, happy, and in disbelief. Zhuang Wudao's move was so similar to the dragon-capturing power that claimed to be able to restrain all long-range spells, birds, beasts, and pythons in the world!
There was no time to think about what was going on. At the moment when the white-winged giant eagle fell to the ground, Wu Huan suddenly stood up from the ground and suddenly drew his sword in mid-air.
This time, I used my last mystical power without hesitation.
Unparalleled fate, cut through the sky!
"Qinlongjin? He really came down——"
Muxuan murmured to herself, but she also knew that she could not hesitate at this moment. She was also mumbling something, and the figure of the golden-armored goddess general appeared behind her. Then a pair of purple-gold mandarin duck knives also shot through the air.
Pseudo Wushuang, cut off the flow of water!
The shadow of the knife that Mu Xuan slashed out could be said to be a perfect fit, cutting open the body-protecting aura around the white-winged giant eagle, and slashed into the feathers that were comparable to fine iron. Countless blood splashed everywhere in an instant.
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However, Muxuan's flaming red sword shadow only restrained him. The real most fatal blow came from Wu Huan. The thick-backed sword turned into a white light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and directly cut off half of the neck of the white-winged giant eagle.
The chest and abdomen were scratched, and an entire wing was chopped into pieces.
The spurted blood dyed Wu Huan's whole body blood red, and the giant white-winged eagle didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain before it hit the nearby grass with a bang. It was ten feet wide.
His body smashed a huge deep hole into the ground. There was no more movement, only his legs kept twitching, causing another white-winged harpy in the sky to let out a piercing cry.
"The power of the void?"
Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows in surprise. Wu Huan's mystical power was clearly of the third level. That sword clearly contained a trace of void power that was invisible to monks.
It’s no wonder that this sword is called ‘Slashing the Sky’. It’s also no wonder that the giant white-winged eagle has no power to resist.
There are indeed few weak disciples of the Lichen Sect!
However, Zhuang Wudao couldn't be distracted at this time. The moment he performed the 'Capturing the Dragon and Shocking the Tiger' move, three blood-venomous wolf jackals in the late stage of Qi training directly in front of him rushed towards him almost at the same time.
, the target also has an extremely tacit understanding, and they all chose him unanimously.
Fortunately, after 'Capturing the Dragon', there were twelve tiger-shaking attacks. Zhuang Wudao used the power of a big monument-smashing hand to punch twelve consecutive times. He could still defeat these three blood-venomous wolf jackals.
He was not at a disadvantage, he was just forced to take a dozen steps back. He didn't need help from anyone else, and he easily resolved the killing situation.
But at this moment, Yun'er suddenly reminded: "Sword Master, be careful!"
Zhuang Wudao's mind froze, his pupils suddenly shrank, and almost instinctively he shot the 'big cracked stone' in front of him.
At the critical moment, he didn't care about conserving his strength. This palm almost went all out, using the power of Shattering Mountains and Rivers Fist, pushing his seventy-six oxen of strength to the highest eight-fold increase of the Great Monument Slammer. That was as high as six times.
The power of the eighteen elephants was discharged forward like an overwhelming force.
And as his fleshy palm came into contact with a black shadow that was approaching directly in front of him, Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt that his bones were almost shattered, and the bottom plate could no longer be stabilized, and the whole body was thrown into the air.
Dust was flying on the ground, as if two giant beasts were colliding. The powerful force of the explosion was still on top of the falling white-winged giant eagle.
The black shadow in the distance was also thrown away, and finally appeared. It was a black blood-venomous wolf jackal, with ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes and powerful energy, but its size was smaller than that of an ordinary wolf jackal.
A few traces of blood leaked out of his mouth, obviously he had been injured by Zhuang Wudao's 'Big Split Stone' palm.
Zhuang Wudao's energy and blood were also boiling, and his injuries were also serious. Both arms were almost broken, and his lungs were shaken.
Part of it was due to the shock of the blood-venomous wolf jackal, and part of it was due to myself, who forcibly hit eight times the force.