Swish, swish, before the evil things rushed in front of him, Zhou Jianghe had already poured out most of the feather arrows in the quiver. All evil things hit by the arrows would stop the offensive, and the arrows would be inserted into the body. Pull it out to avoid the arrow staying on the body and continue to cause more damage. Not so much Zhou Jianghe’s attack
The power is huge, it would be more obvious in terms of slowing down the opponent's attack speed.
Under the cover of Zhou Jianghe, Zhang Wenlong held up the peach-wood sword and smashed the head of the evil creature that was close at hand. The seemingly fragile mahogany sword slashed into the steel and iron bones of the evil object without resistance, and directly split the head in two.
The reason why evil things are called evil things, naturally can't use ordinary cognition to guess them. This kind of injury was already dead on humans and could no longer die, but instead of falling down, the evil thing whose head was chopped off did not fall, but hit Zhang Wenlong's body with its head.
The huge power directly caused Zhang Wenlong to fly upside down, and at the same time, the evil thing also exploded on the spot!
It is indeed a profound Taoist priest. The moment he was hit by the evil object, he stuck the charm in his hand on the evil object. His reaction speed and combat experience were not comparable to those of ordinary profound sects.
"Lao Zhang!" When Zhou Jianghe saw Zhang Wenlong flying upside down and hit the ground heavily, he exclaimed, "How are you?"
Zhang Wenlong got up from the ground, covered his chest with his left hand, and waved at Zhou Jianghe with his right hand: "It's okay! Don't be distracted, the main point of protection is tight!" A confrontation has shown the terrifying attack power of evil objects. Once attacked, , In all likelihood, it is the result of a spike. Zhou Jianghe didn't dare to be careless, let alone delay the battle. He hurriedly drew his bow and arrows, and aimed at the Taoist priest on the opposite side. The purpose was very clear, and the other Taoist priest was the one
The essential.
"Tsk tusk tusk, Xiao Yutong, it's about this time, and even dare to remove the arrow from us, looking for death!" A seemingly weak evil creature with a severely decomposed body rushed towards Zhou Jianghe in a whistling manner.
Zhou Jianghe had no choice but to aim the arrow at the evil object again, but unfortunately it was too late for the time to come back and forth.
In the next instant, the palm of the evil thing had pierced Zhou Jianghe's stomach, crashing, and with a strange sound, Zhou Jianghe's intestines poured out of his stomach and fell to the ground.
"Jiang He!" Zhang Wenlong yelled, flew up and fired seven or eight spells in succession, only to reluctantly ease the evil offensive.
Zhou Jianghe was sweating profusely, looking at the intestines that fell on the ground, he muttered: "Damn, I'm afraid I won't be able to live, I didn't expect to be planted here. Even if I die, I have to pull a few backs. !"
After finishing talking, Zhou Jianghe actually drew a dagger from his waist and cut his intestines off in twos or twos! Although it is an important organ, the intestines are not destroyed like the internal organs and will not be killed in a very short time. Therefore, Zhou Jianghe still has a chance. He threw away all the weapons on his body and drew all the Ling Arrows. For a time, all kinds of profound arts flew out of Ling Arrows, blinking.
Two evil creatures were killed immediately.
Before his energy was exhausted, Zhou Jianghe left the last Lingjian with the word'ling' written on it.
Zhou Jianghe held the arrow in both hands, raised it above his head, and shouted: "Master, help me!" When the voice fell, the arrow fell to the ground, Zhou Jianghe's body was slumped, his arms drooped, and his eyes became hollow. This sluggish state lasted for about a few seconds, and then a deafening wolf howl came from Zhou Jianghe's mouth. In the next second, Zhou Jianghe fell on all fours, like a wolf
It was like a swoop and a slap that smashed the head of a high-level evil creature along with the upper body to pieces!
"He... What's wrong with him?" Lin Dahai looked at Zhou Jianghe, dumbfounded.
Fan Wei felt sentimental: "He knew that he was bound to die, so at the last moment, he asked the upper body. The ancestor he worshipped should be a wolf demon. Anyone who can be worshipped is a terrifying elf. These high-level evil things are here. In front of Zhou Jianghe, it was vulnerable."
Hearing this, Lin Dahai sighed for a long time: "It looks like it's saved."
Fan Wei was bitter and happy. Why did every Tianyunguan disciple appear so short-lived? The breeze of the cemetery before, and the three innates in front of him, can it be that Tianyunguan disciples can't change the situation of nine deaths in the face of evil things
At the moment when Fan Wei was sentimental, Zhou Jianghe had already begun to kill and kill six high-level evil creatures on the spot in the blink of an eye. And just when everyone thought that Zhou Jianghe would kill all the evil things in one go, his body shook suddenly, and then he fell to the ground and died suddenly.
"Jianghe!" Zhang Wenlong wailed and ran away in tears, but Zhou Jianghe fell among the evil things, and Zhang Wenlong couldn't rush through. He could only watch Zhang Wenlong's body being torn to pieces by the evil things.
"What's going on again?" Lin Dahai asked in surprise.
This time, Yu Zhan gave him an answer: "Zhou Jianghe is already at the end of the battle, and the wolf demon needs a lot of energy to support it. Therefore, it is not easy to kill a few evil things. In the end, it can only be energy. Exhausted, the wolf demon left, coupled with his own damage, and died on the spot." Everyone mourned Zhou Jianghe's death in the battle, except for one person, Zhang Wenlong, who went crazy and poured out all the spells, and then carried the peach wood sword. Constantly rushing between evil things, anger and sadness made Zhang Wenlong lose his mind. And when faced with evil things, the result of losing your mind
It is ten deaths without life.
As expected by Fan Wei, after a while, Zhang Wenlong's chest was scratched, a mouthful of blood spurted, and he collapsed to the ground.
After the bloody battle between Zhou Jianghe and Zhang Wenlong, there was only one high-level evil thing left on the scene, and it was this white-clothed female ghost evil thing who was condescending, looking bitterly at Zhang Wenlong, as if looking at a bereaved dog, and reached out to end. The life of Zhang Wenlong.
"Damn it!" Fan Wei witnessed the whole process, clenching his fists tightly, because the nails were already in the flesh because of too much force, but Fan Wei didn't feel the pain at all.
Even if there is only one evil thing left, it is fatal to Fan Wei and others.
Liu Xin is strong against ordinary people, while Fan Wei was suppressed by the Taoist priest on the opposite side, and the rest of Yu Zhan was wounded, and basically lost his combat effectiveness.
Is the outcome already divided
Just as the white-clothed female ghost floated towards Fan Wei and others, Duan Lin in the distance let out a reprimand: "Idiot."
The white-clothed female ghost froze for a moment, stopped her movement, turned around to look at Duan Lin with puzzled eyes, only to find a person beside the Taoist priest.
With a dagger in his hand, this man pierced the Taoist's back without any hesitation, and directly pierced the Taoist's body! Tune the tiger away from the mountain? (End of this chapter)