The sheep-headed monster glanced at Ying Luo, sneered slightly, stepped on the ground, and flew out, passing the crowd at the entrance of the village and heading into the village.
The other monsters did the same, leaping into the village and following closely behind the sheep-headed monster.
At this moment, a figure leaped out from the village and hit the sheep-headed monster head-on.
It was Shen Luo who had just arrived from Fangcun Mountain!
"Who dares to obstruct Master Yang from doing his work? You are seeking death!"
The sheep-headed monster roared angrily and raised one hand without saying a word. The bone fork in his hand burst into a layer of gray-white flame with a "puff" sound, and turned into a white light and stabbed straight towards Shen Luo.
Shen Luo did not dodge, but silently practiced the Huangting Sutra. A layer of golden light appeared on his left arm, and he raised his hand to move it.
Its arm and the bone fork intersected in mid-air, making a slight "ding" sound.
The sheep-headed monster only felt an incomparably powerful force coming from the bone fork. His palm felt numb and the bone fork floated to the side as light as a wick.
His body also shook violently, and he tilted to the side, unable to control himself at all.
Shen Luo continued to charge forward, and a layer of golden light appeared on his right arm, like a golden sword. At the moment when the two figures intersected, he swept out with incredible speed and slashed at the neck of the sheep-headed monster.
The sheep-headed monster was horrified, but its body was unstable and it was too late to dodge. It had no time to retract the bone fork that was opened, and it could only barely raise one arm to block in front of it.
The two figures crossed each other, and then a light "puff" sound was heard, and a flash of blood appeared!
The sheep-headed monster's arm was broken in the middle with a smooth cut, as if it had been cut off by an extremely sharp blade. Its neck was also broken off, and a fountain of blood gushed out. The huge sheep's head flew into the air, its eyes full of inexplicable horror, but soon became completely dark.
This series of fights was as fast as lightning. From a distance, it only saw two flashes of golden light before it was completely over. With two "bangs", the head and body of the sheep-headed monster in the Soul Condensation Stage fell to the ground, and the body lay dead on the spot.
The monsters that followed the sheep-headed monster into the village were shocked and froze in their places, unable to recover for a while.
Shen Luo's figure fell to the ground and immediately bounced up. He flashed to the nearest wolf beast and punched it without hesitation.
With a "bang", even though the wolf's head was extremely hard, it was smashed to pieces under such a huge force, and red and white liquid flowed all over the ground.
Shen Luo then showed no mercy. His figure flashed, and his two fists struck out like a storm. Each blow hit a monster's vital point. In a blink of an eye, seven or eight monsters were killed on the spot.
The rest of the monsters finally reacted and started shouting in fear, turning around and fleeing out of the village at very fast speeds.
"It's Master Shen... He's back!"
“There’s help!”
The people in the village ahead only came to their senses at this moment. Some of them shouted immediately, while others looked shocked.
“Brother Shen…” Ying Luo murmured softly, his body trembled, and he fainted on the ground, then was supported by Qingniu.
Granny Ma looked at the handsome man with extraordinary strength in front of her, her calm eyes flashed a few times, but she said nothing.
"Okay, okay! You came out by yourself, which saved me a lot of effort." When the Sky-Devouring Tiger saw the sheep-headed monster being killed in one blow, his eyes twitched slightly and he spoke lightly.