Chapter 1600: war

Just when Hou San felt extremely horrified in his heart, a group of monks launched a fierce attack on Linglu again.
Soon they found out that although Linglu was still mighty, its combat power was already not as good as before.
A touch of joy appeared on everyone's faces.
"My lord is right. This beast can't hold on anymore. Let's go together and catch it alive!"
"I almost died in the hands of this beast just now, now I'm about to take his life."
In the crowd, a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage three tiers yelled, and instantly aroused the fierceness of the others, and each of them launched a more violent attack on the Linglu.
expensive!
Finally, in the siege of the crowd, Linglu's speed slowed down, and there were many more scars on his body, all of which were caused by the weapons of the monks.
Upon seeing the two injured eighth-level intermediate beasts, they both roared and rushed towards the monks, but although they healed from their injuries, they had not recovered their combat power. They were killed by a group of monks without supporting a few rounds. Up.
Seeing the death of two eighth-level intermediate beasts, Linglu let out a long cry in grief, but its eyes were more helpless.
The eighth-level beasts have a combat power comparable to the Nasal Infant stage among human monks, while the eighth-level Intermediate-level is equivalent to the fourth to sixth levels of the Nasal Infant stage among human monks.
Although the two eighth-level intermediate beasts are powerful, they are still inevitable in the face of dozens of human monks. Seeing the death of two eighth-level beasts, Linglu let out a long cry of grief and anger, but its eyes were more helpless.
"Haha, give it all to Lao Tzu, I want to catch it alive, haha." The giant tower man saw this scene, his eyes were even more arrogant.
Linglu finally exhausted all his energy and fell to the ground with a whine.
When everyone saw this, they stopped the attack, formed a circle, and encircled the Linglu. Some monks had already taken out the beast rope in their hands, threw them high, and went to the Linglu.
At this moment, a blade of light flashed, and the beast-bound rope that was originally set on the Linglu was instantly split in half and fell to the ground.
Everyone was shocked and turned around to look, only to see two monks walking behind them.
The one on the left is a bearded man, and the one on the right is a handsome young man holding a big knife. The sword energy that cut the beast rope just now was swung by the handsome young man.
The visitors were Zhang Yifeng and Guan Mufeng who came in a hurry!
Seeing Zhang Yifeng and Guan Mufeng approaching oncoming, the giant iron tower man was furious, looked at the two of them, and said sharply, "Who are you guys, dare to spoil the good things of the uncle!"
Zhang Yifeng was relieved when he saw that Linglu was just releasing his strength and it was not a major problem. Then he looked at the giant iron tower, and his eyes were cold.
Just as Zhang Yifeng was about to speak, a faint voice rang: "Master Zhang, this is the Sanxiu Tower, the cultivation base of the entry stage during the out-of-aperture period. These people are his subordinates. They are demons. You must be careful. "
Hearing this sound, Zhang Yifeng turned around abruptly. When his gaze hit a young monk who fell on the ground, he was taken aback for a moment, that person turned out to be Ye Fang!
When he was in the medicinal field before, Ye Fang mysteriously disappeared. He thought he had left, but he didn't expect that Ye Fang was caught by these people.
"It turns out that you were the one who came in with this kid before. Haha, it was because you had nowhere to find anything. It didn't take much effort to get it. Boy, you can hand over the treasures you got here, and you can leave a note for you. Corpse, otherwise, I will let you die without a place to bury!"
The cold voice of the giant iron tower rang.
Zhang Yifeng glanced at the giant iron tower coldly, then looked at Guan Mufeng who was aside, and asked, "Are you sure?"
The giant iron tower man is the cultivation base of the entry stage, he is definitely not the opponent of the opponent, so he can only hope in Guan Mufeng.
Guan Mufeng nodded gently: "It's a bit troublesome, but I can kill him."
"Just, those dozens of people, I can't help you, can you handle it?"
When Zhang Yifeng heard the words, he smiled confidently, and said: "You only need to hold the iron tower, others, leave it to me."
Guan Mufeng glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise, without saying a word. Since Zhang Yifeng said he could handle it, he chose to believe him.
"Boy, uncle's patience is limited. Tell Laozi, your choice!"
Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly and looked at the iron tower, surging coldly.
"Well, I tell you, my choice is to kill all of you."
When the words fell, a long sword glowing with cold light appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hand. He screamed, his figure suddenly accelerated, rushed into the crowd, and directly killed a fifth-layer cultivator of Yuanhua Period.
Zhang Yifeng knew that there were many people on the other side. After killing one with a single knife, he did not hesitate, and turned around and attacked another monk who was on the third floor of Yuanhua Period.
Upon seeing this, the Tower was furious and shouted: "Kill him for Laozi!"
After hearing the words, everyone quickly reacted, using various exercises and martial arts to launch a fierce attack on Zhang Yifeng.
Being besieged by dozens of people, Zhang Yifeng's pressure suddenly increased. A set of golden armor floated all over his body, and he repeatedly stepped on the kamikaze footwork to avoid the enemy's attack. Although it was dangerous, he could deal with it for a while.
His whole body was covered by a golden armor and helmet. Zhang Yifeng was holding a nine-level long sword. From a distance, he looked like a golden-armored war-god, majestic and murderous. Under the attack of his long sword, Fan Yuanying Below the first level, no one is his enemy!
Looking at Zhang Yifeng's golden armor and ninth-level long sword, a strong look of greed appeared in the eyes of the iron tower man. He finally couldn't help but waved the big sword in his hand and was about to attack Zhang Yifeng.
At this moment, a figure stood in front of him.
"Your opponent is me."
The Tower was furious, looking at Guan Mufeng with a gloomy look, and said: "Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you!"
Before the words were over, the iron tower wielded a big knife and attacked Guan Mufeng.
Seeing this, Guan Mufeng took a deep breath, and his eyes narrowed. The giant iron tower was the cultivation base of the introductory stage of the out-of-aperture stage, and he was only the peak of the Yuan Ying stage, and he did not dare to despise the other party in the slightest.
Keng!
The big knife in Guan Mufeng's hand and the big knife against the iron tower slammed together, and both of them were shocked, and they took five or six steps backward to stabilize their body.
With this move, the two sides actually fought a close match!
"Nine-level advanced weapon? Miscellaneous, your knife belongs to Lao Tzu, haha!"? Miscellaneous, your knife belongs to Lao Tzu, haha! "
Looking at the big knife in Guan Mufeng's hand, the Tower laughed wildly, and his figure rushed towards Guan Mufeng again.
In his opinion, he was already the cultivation base of the introductory stage in the out-of-aperture stage, and Guan Mufeng was not at the peak of the Yuan Ying stage. The reason why he was able to tie himself with himself must be the big sword in his hand.
Facing the attack of the giant iron tower, Guan Mufeng was fearless, and also rushed up, starting a fierce battle with the opponent.
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In the crowd, facing the siege of everyone, Zhang Yifeng no longer retained, and various powerful martial arts techniques used.
The nine-level sword is so sharp, as long as it is hit by Zhang Yifeng, it will be a dead end.
By his side, the enemy kept falling down, and in a blink of an eye, the dozens of monks who had besieged him, only five or six Yuan Ying-age monks remained.