"Swish..."

The duck head Xiuqiu reacted the fastest and immediately cast a "Fire Rain Talisman" with his backhand. Dozens of fireballs flew into the sky, knocking the sneak attacking demon wolf into the ground.

After several months, they took the lead in quickly taking out the magic weapon and turned to defend against the enemy. The situation in front of them surprised them. Under the light of fire, dozens of demon wolves were seen gushing out from the woods, shrubs, and rocks, as if they were endless and endless.

Could it be that you were unlucky to encounter the "monster beast migration"?

At this time, I had no time to think about it, and the duck's head trembled with his hand and threw out a small red ball. It was the helping call for "Benyidao" and it was also the signal that I had agreed with the Kashima family before.

Most of the Japanese children are not martial arts practitioners. They are bullied by hundreds of "Black Flame Thunder Wolves" and their junior brothers may be besieged and killed. Even if they are not "hidden black hands", they will not care much about life and death.

"Bang!"

The red ball exploded above, emitting a bright light. A huge red and white flare formed in the air, which was still clearly visible more than ten miles away.

"roar!"

"kill......"

The wolf howls and the horses are neighing, and the scene by the bonfire is in chaos.

At critical moments, the heads of Yue Dai took action to protect themselves. They either used talismans to attack the enemy, or killed them with "Benyi Sword", and rushed to deal with the wolves.

But the "Black Flame Thunderwolf" came suddenly, and they came from all directions. The moon took the lead in cultivation, had different experiences, and the judgment was made between life and death.

The senior brothers such as Duck Head Xiuqiu, Xiang Jiguan were able to deal with it easily and could free up their hands to rescue their fellow disciples. Zhumu Laiwu, Machang Fenggang and others had poor cultivation and were unable to deal with two or three monsters at the same time.

The crowd kept crying. After a moment, two people died, four people were injured, and more than twenty wolf corpses were lying down around them at the same time.

"Baga!"

Xiangjiguan suddenly cursed loudly. Yutou Xiuqiu looked up and saw a lot of black shadows in the woods slowly walking out of about ten thick demon wolves. Yuedae people felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that it was the wolf king who arrived.

"ah!"

"Ao..."

Several other Japanese children fell down due to injuries, and Fenggang of the horse court was also among them. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately threw out a talisman treasure.

Golden light shone everywhere, and the surrounding demon wolves were bounced away by huge force, and the three "Black Flame Thunderwolf" blew blood on the spot.

The rest of the Yue Daitou did not have a talisman treasure to protect him. After falling down, several monsters rushed over and died instantly.

Feng Gang got up at the horse court, but was still in shock. The talisman was called "Golden Light Pojun", which was the life-saving trump card he got by chance.

Looking around, half of the twelve fellow disciples died, and the rest were besieged by the bull demon wolf, and the situation became increasingly precarious.

“Ahab…”

Feng Tsuna, the horse court, clenched his teeth tightly and suddenly roared. He used the "Ben Yi Sword" and tried his best to cut a demon wolf into two sections.

The disciples were about to fight again, and a cold silence came from the air.

"waste!"

The horse court was shocked and looked up, and saw the old man from the Kashima family standing in the air, standing on a black rope. With a wave of her right hand, her energy suddenly changed, and suddenly there was a gust of wind around her, as if there were ghosts and howlings of wolves. Several Yue Daitou were in it, and immediately felt frightened and her hands and feet were sore and soft.

Yin-type spell, "Yinfeng Ghost Howl".

Duckhead Xiuqiu let out a long breath and rest assured that the burden in his heart. In the hands of Master Jiedan, the power of ordinary spells has also increased greatly, and it is no longer a problem to deal with low-level demon wolves.

As expected, hundreds of demon wolves were shrouded in the cold wind, and the ghost howls had even more impacted them. Many "Black Flame Thunderwolf" bent down their heads and retracted their tails into their thighs, leaving them losing their desire to attack.

"snort!"

Ai Kashima snorted coldly and waved the "Ben Yi Sword" from his arms. The Tai Sword became stronger in the air in the wind, drew an arc and headed straight for the wolf pack on the ground.

"Click!Click!Click..."

The blade swept across the forest like a destruction, breaking the five demon wolves into ten pieces.

The spirit of the Grand Master of Jiedan oppressed people, and the monsters were already frightened. At this moment, seeing the other party taking a sharp move, the wolf king roared and turned around and ran away first. The other "Black Flame Thunder Wolf" did not dare to say anything, and scattered silently around.

There are several demon wolves with too low cultivation and cannot withstand spiritual pressure. They collapsed directly on the ground and did not even have the courage to escape.

The bonfire suddenly became extremely quiet, leaving only the moans of the injured Japanese tribe.

Ai Kashima waved his hand again, "Ben Yidao" passed through the air, killing several scared demon wolves one by one. The old woman then went down the weapon and stood by the bonfire.

Yutou Xiuqiu stepped forward a few steps, bent down and whispered: "Old Kashima family, I..."

Ai Kashima ignored her. She held a black rope in her hand and said loudly to the forest: "Since the fellow Taoist has come, why don't you show up and see me? Could it be that she is not well treated by the 'Benyi Dao'?"

The dark mountains were silent and silent, without any resounding.

“Hmph…”

The old woman sneered several times and stood still.

The "Black Flame Thunder Wolf" came very strangely, and there must be a "black hand" behind the scenes. With the old story of "Ground Spirit Rat", Kashima could almost conclude that the other party is proficient in "spiritual beast" skills, but his cultivation level is not high. Otherwise, more than a dozen foundation-building disciples would not have to waste their kung fu.

"Since fellow Taoists have no face to meet people, don't blame them for being merciless. Dogs raise them and go to the 'log' to come out."

Inuya Hideyoshi agreed and walked to the prison car. He opened the copper lock and pulled out a middle-aged casual cultivator from it.

The casual cultivator's eyes were closed, as if he had lost consciousness. His body was soft and allowed Yue Dai to carry it to the old woman.

Ai Kashima's eyes closed slightly, and a vicious and fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Does fellow Taoist still refuse to show up?"

Before he finished speaking, "Ben Yidao" slashed down, and cut off the head of the middle-aged wandering cultivator with a "click". Blood was spewed out, sprinkling the ground with a red color, and the dead body was thrown away by the Tukaku.

"Pull out one more!"

"Hi!"

Inukai showed a twisted smile on his face. He walked to the prison car a few steps and pulled out a young male cultivator from it.

Kashima Ai faced the mountains and forests and said sinisterly: "Don't you want to know the privacy of this sect? You have the beauty of adulthood. You can take it out one by one for you to see until you are satisfied!"

"Click!"

The Taidao cut off again, and the young male cultivator was confused and instantly became a headless ghost. Kashima Ai killed two people in a row, with no strange expression on his face.

"Come again!"

Xiangji Pass took the lead and pulled out a thick male cultivator from the prison car. This man was tall and burly, with thick hands and strong feet, and a beard all over his face. Judging from his appearance, he was very likely a foundation-building martial artist.

A hundred feet away, Jinghua, who was invisible with darkness, frowned.

Long before the old woman appeared, he had already noticed a great threat. The monk immediately put aside his prison cart and retreated deep into the "Fushi Mountain".

Since the visitor may be the Grand Master of Jiedan, Jing Hua did not dare to make a big fuss and make noise. He stole the steps and walked in a row, and soon left the bonfire.

At this time, he was condescending and could vaguely see a rough look. He didn't know the first two casual cultivators, but the third one was pulled out was an "acquaintance".

The thick male cultivator is not a dragon salt. A few months ago, this man colluded with two other monks to attempt to "rob" outside Linshui City, Zhongnan Road. At that time, they signed up for themselves, called the "Three Heroes of Xingyuan", and the bearded one was the third one among them.

Next to the bonfire, Zhang Fei was pulled to the front two corpses. I don’t know what method he used, but he actually woke up.

Seeing that the head and face of Ju Yue Dai were covered with fierce light, and when he saw the corpse on the ground, Zhang Fei was so scared that he was out of his mind and shouted at the top of his throat.

"Hero! Grandpa! We don't know each other... there is no grudge or grudge! Ah? Come and help me! God! Ancestor! Come and save me... If you don't come, Lao Zhang will return to your position..."
Chapter completed!