"What are you doing standing still! Take action quickly!"
Long Ruoyi's sweet shout woke Wang Tiezhu out of his shock.
Wang Tiezhu took a look at this moment and saw that the chain blade armor on the monster had all turned into fragments and fallen off.
"Oh oh oh!"
Wang Tiezhu responded quickly, turned over his hand and took out a silver thunder talisman, which turned into a stream of light and flew towards the monster.
The monster kept waving its double blades to resist Long Ruoyi's fierce attack. When it saw Wang Tiezhu's attack, it flew back and suddenly bent down, and the bone spurs on its back shot towards Wang Tiezhu and Long Ruoyi.
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"Be careful! These bone spurs have the power to break demons!"
Wang Tiezhu shouted loudly, threw out a few ice spikes, and shot down the bone spurs flying toward him. He was about to help Long Ruoyi, but he saw her using the transformed dragon claws of her hands to smash the bone spurs instantly.
"I'm not using spiritual power."
Long Ruoyi glanced at Wang Tiezhu with cold eyes and continued: "I'll leave it to you. I'll go help them."
After saying that, she flew towards Bai Meng who was in a fierce battle.
"Another guy who doesn't use spiritual power. Sure enough, the Northern Continent relies on spiritual power, and the Southern Continent relies on mutation?"
Wang Tiezhu sighed, shook his head helplessly, and looked at the monster not far away.
"Hey, if you want to stab your spine, hurry up! Don't make me sick again later!"
The monster roared low, but instead of pulling out its spine from its back to use as a weapon as Wang Tiezhu imagined, it still rushed towards Wang Tiezhu waving its double blades.
"Oh? Can't every monster pull out its spine?"
Wang Tiezhu was confused in his heart. He looked at the monster that was attacking fiercely and thought that it was good to do this, lest he have to work hard to deal with its spine sword.
White flames ignited in his hands, turning into spears and throwing them at the monster.
When the monster stopped to block it, Wang Tiezhu appeared behind the monster in a flash, threw the Silver Thunder Talisman on the monster's back, and then flew back.
"burst!"
Following Wang Tiezhu's sharp shout, the underworld monster in front of him turned into powder in a flash of silver lightning and dissipated under the moonlight.
"Is this the only one?"
After solving the monster, Wang Tiezhu looked around and found no other underworld monsters.
Relieved, Wang Tiezhu turned around and went to help Yan Chu out of the siege. Although the young man was very brave, he was unable to defeat the four-handed man with just two fists. Now he was struggling to hold on under the siege of a group of Wutian Cult members.
"Xiao Chuzi, your brother Wang is here!"
Wang Tiezhu shouted loudly, raised the Green Dragon Soul-eating Sword and attacked.
"Brother Wang, I'm fine! Go help Uncle Bai!"
Yan Chu, who was concentrating on dealing with the attack, heard Wang Tiezhu's voice and quickly raised his head and said to Wang Tiezhu.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he was violently thrown in the face by an iron chain from a Wrathful Heaven cultist, and his body instantly flipped and flew backwards.
"That's all right! The young man is just a tough talker!"
Wang Tiezhu sighed, not feeling any guilt at all for distracting Yan Chu because of himself.
Naturally, these ordinary Nutian cultists were no match for Wang Tiezhu. The green dragon sword in his hand flew left and right, drawing streaks of green sword energy in the air. For a moment, the field was filled with blood. In the blink of an eye, Nutian, who had originally besieged Yan Chu,
The believers were all lying in a pool of blood.
"Are you okay?"
Wang Tiezhu put away the Green Dragon Sword and ran over to pull Yan Chu up.
"Well……"
However, Yan Chu's cheek was swollen due to the blow just now, and he whimpered several times, unable to speak clearly at all.
"It's okay. Remember next time, don't be distracted when fighting!"
Wang Tiezhu patted Yan Chu on the shoulder and taught him seriously.
"Woo!"
Yan Chu nodded quickly.
Wang Tiezhu then turned his attention to another battlefield, and saw Long Ruoyi killing a group of Angry Sky cultists, while Uncle Bai Meng stood aside and watched blankly.
"Hey! Don't kill them all! Leave one alive for questioning!"
Seeing that Long Ruoyi's sharp claw was about to swing down on the last Raging Heaven cultist, Wang Tiezhu quickly shouted.
When Long Ruoyi heard this, she flipped her dragon claws and cut off the two arms of the Nutian cultist.
When Wang Tiezhu saw this, he immediately ran over and covered the wound of the Nutian cultist with a layer of ice to prevent him from bleeding to death.
The white mask on the face of the Angry Sky Cultist was removed. Under the mask was the face of a middle-aged man. Even though his arms were cut off, there was no trace of pain on his face. His expression was numb and his eyes were gray.
It was misty, as if covered with a layer of fog.
"Hey! Can you understand me?"
Wang Tiezhu waved his hand in front of him, and the middle-aged man slowly turned his head to look at Wang Tiezhu.
"Why do you want to enter the dense forest?"
However, when faced with Wang Tiezhu's question, the middle-aged man seemed as if he hadn't heard him and still looked at him blankly.
Wang Tiezhu frowned and sighed.
"Hey! It seems that his mind has been swallowed up, and now he is like a puppet."
Shaking his head, Wang Tiezhu was about to take out the Green Dragon Sword and kill this man, when Bai Meng walked over.
"Lord Holy Envoy, let me try it!"
Wang Tiezhu thought for a while, Bai Meng specializes in poison poisoning, maybe he really has a way, so he stepped aside and motioned for Bai Meng to take over.
Bai Meng squatted in front of the Nutian cultist, reached into his arms, took out a very small gourd, and poured out almost transparent worms from it.
He made a small cut on the forehead of the Nutian cultist with his backhand and put the worm in his hand. The worm slowly penetrated into the Nutian cultist's head from the wound. Wang Tiezhu was numb all over and turned his head to look.
Others found that they all had the same look they were used to.
A short while after the worm got in, the body of the Angry Sky cultist suddenly started to tremble, and his eyes gradually turned up, revealing the gray whites of his eyes.
After he stopped shaking, Bai Meng said to Wang Tiezhu: "Master Holy Envoy, you can ask him something."
Wang Tiezhu nodded and repeated the question just now.
Now the Angry Sky Cultist finally opened his mouth to speak, but his voice was stiff and intermittent.
"Master God Envoy asked...to assist the Bird God Tribe...the clan leader...the Dragon God Tribe..."
Wang Tiezhu struggled to hear more information from his mouth, but found that the Angry Sky cultist was trembling again.
"What is going on? Is it normal?"
Wang Tiezhu asked with a puzzled look on his face, but found that Bai Meng also looked confused.
"boom!"
Just when a few people were confused, the head of the Angry Sky Cultist suddenly exploded like a ripe watermelon, with red and white splattering everywhere.
Wang Tiezhu, who was closest, had now turned into a bloody man. He wiped the red and white mixture on his face wordlessly. Wang Tiezhu walked aside calmly, then suddenly bent over and vomited.
