The cold light flashed in the eyes of the ink-scale beast. The IQ was not too low and knew that the enemy had an extra sharp blade, but it could also feel that the sharp blade was not enough to cause much damage to itself.

The ink-scale beast has a strong defense power, which can not only resist physical attacks, but also weaken spell attacks, but it is extremely perverted.

Therefore, with a roar, without dodging, he shot hard again with a heavy hoof.

Bang!

bite!

It was like playing basketball. Although the sharp blade in Zhang Yang's hand stabbed the black scale beast, it did not even pierce the opponent's scale armor. His body was slapped away again and fell heavily to the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a black shadow flew up again in the dust and smoke, but another sharp blade in his hand was still rushing towards the ink-scale beast in the same way.

The ink-scale beast teleported one after another just now, which seemed easy, but in fact it consumed a lot of mana.

There is nothing wrong with the enemy choosing to fight head-on now. In the eyes of the Mo Scale Beast, it has always been the one who has gained the upper hand in these several attacks.

As expected.

Sorrow!

bite!

The sharp blade broke and Zhang Yang was shot away again.

One has great strength, huge body, rough skin; the other has strong defense, strong strength, not afraid of holding on,

That's it, the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time, the seventh time.

Zhang Yang was photographed flying seven times in a row.

Of course, both sides were extremely fast, and eight consecutive attacks took only several breaths at most.

When Zhang Yang jumped up from the ground again for the eighth time, the ink-scaled beast almost had no hesitation and continued to shoot without even thinking about it.

However, when the front hooves just touched the sharp blade, the ink-scale beast felt a chill that penetrated into his heart, and the breath of death came to his face.

It was shocked at the moment, and the attack had reached its body. It was too late to teleport and dodge at this time.

Although teleportation is instantaneous, it also requires time to mobilize mana and release magical powers.

puff!

A blue light flashed, blood splattered, and the front hooves of the ink-scale beast were cut off instantly. The blue light did not stop there, but followed the trend online.

puff!

The poor black scale beast, from the front chest to the shoulders, the small half of the body, which connects the head, was easily cut off.

The whole process went very smoothly. The black scale defense, which was originally extremely hard and even ordinary magic weapons, was as loose as tofu.

Zhang Yang was overjoyed, and the green light flashed in his hand. The Ten Thousand Demon Banners unfolded, took away the soul of the ink-scale beast, and then waved his sleeves and put away the body.

Only then did Zhang Yang feel very calm.

The battle just now was really a bit dangerous for Zhang Yang.

Since Zhang Yang discovered that the Mo Scale Beast was intercepting him and directly slapped himself with his front hooves, as if he was very confident in its own attack power, a flash of inspiration in his mind came up with this good way to kill the enemy.

With his powerful **, he attacked the Mo Scale Beast several times with ordinary magic weapons and was then shot away, all in order to paralyze the enemy. Zhang Yang's movements were extremely fast, and he only took several breaths to attack seven times in a row, which made the Mo Scale Beast not even have the chance to take the exam.

Then, during the eighth attack, the sharp blade in his hand was replaced by the Fucang Sword. Zhang Yang could not recognize the master of the Fucang Sword, the immortal weapon, and could not exert its strength. However, this could not change the sharp nature of the Fucang Sword.

Although the defense of the Mo Scale Beast is powerful, in the face of powerful immortal weapons, there is only the ending of easily breaking the defense.

After all the calculations, the Ink Scale Beast Cup was taken.

The entire battle process was too rapid, and even most monks did not find out what was going on. Only Lu Chen, the Jindan monk who had been paying attention to Zhang Yang, looked at it.

As a Jindan cultivator, Lu Chen naturally knew the power of the Mo Scale Beast. He believed that even after he advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage, he could only turn around and escape when he saw the Mo Scale Beast.

However, Zhang Yang actually turned his hand around and killed the ink-scale beast. This..., this is too amazing!

Zhang Yang didn't care about so much emotion. The battle continued, but after the Ink Scale Beast, the remaining monsters obviously began to have chaos. They were no longer collective charges as large as they were at the beginning, which made the monks feel much more relaxed.

Zhang Yang waved his golden wings behind him, and the Silver Moon Knife in front was like a rotating ring, opening the way forward, and not afraid of consuming mana at all. He used the large-scale cutting technique one after another, launching a slaughter in the group of monsters.

Tie Kui suffered a blow from behind. If it were a human monk, he would definitely be seriously injured.

However, for Tie Kui, his appearance was only affected. His combat power did not weaken at all. He soon continued to swing his two axes, like a tiger entering the flock of sheep, and killed the monsters around him.

The situation of victory in the battle has been laid. The fighting spirit of the human monks is getting higher and higher, and they are rushing to chase the monsters one by one, and the materials are precious!

In the end, the remaining more than 200 monsters finally collapsed and began to escape, so naturally some monks chased and killed them all the way.

During this period, more than a hundred monsters came around smelling the smell of blood. They originally wanted to find food, but they became the targets of the monks' slaughter.

In just half an hour, there were broken corpses of monsters on the ground, and blood was everywhere.

Around them, monks discussed happily and boasted about the monsters they had killed; some of the dead friends had their expressions of sadness.

During the battle, no one took away the corpses of the monsters, but were distributed after the war. This was agreed before.

Of course, generally speaking, the monster who kills will be whoever belongs to it, and this will not be wrong. There are residual magic fluctuations on the monster's wounds, and even if someone wants to take the initiative to receive a reward, it will not be possible.

However, most of the fellow Taoists were newly killed by Zhang Yang and Tie Kui, and these two killing machines were definitely true.

After gathering the monks together, what inspiring words will naturally be left to Manager Bai and Hao Wu to take charge. Zhang Yang looked at the corpses of monsters all over the ground. First, he took out the Ten Thousand Demon Banners. As he waved, balls of white mist overflowed from the corpses and condensed into the shape of their lifetime. Then, they were all absorbed into the black banner of Ten Thousand Demon Banners.

When the demon soul stepped forward and entered the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, Zhang Yang immediately laughed so hard that he could not see his teeth.

This is a demon soul! A powerful demon soul!

The power of these thousands of demon souls is probably even greater than the cloud of thousands of ghosts and demons exchanged at the Beiming Sikong Island prefecture-level exchange meeting.

Good! Great harvest!

Zhang Yang happily put away the Ten Thousand Demon Banners.

Then, looking at the blood flowing out of the monster's corpse, I couldn't help but lick my lips, and my saliva almost flowed out. I stretched out my arms and used my "swallowing" technique with all my strength.

Puff puff puff!

With the muffled sounds, blood poured out from the monster's corpse and poured into Zhang Yang's mouth.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to turn blood red, and blood was shot all over the sky, which was very spectacular.

The monks who were originally excited and noisy suddenly calmed down when they saw this, and there were bursts of air-conditioning sounds in the air.

First, I admire such powerful martial arts and such perverted blood-sucking methods, which will make people unforgettable for a lifetime when they see them.

Then, someone felt ache when he saw it. The material of monster beasts! Although the essence and blood of monsters are not valuable, if they suck all the essence and blood, the skin will probably be affected!

Judging from Zhang Yang's momentum, it is obvious that it is not a problem to absorb dryness!

Moreover, who knows whether Zhang Yang wants to take the remaining beast bones and so on? If someone wants to take them alone, no one of the monks present dares to speak.

Not to mention a Nascent Soul-level subordinate is there. Just in the battle just now, everyone has seen the powerful black zombie. In this way, if anyone dares to be serious with others, then he will be kicked by a donkey in the head!

Zhang Yang absorbs semen and blood very quickly, but the huge number of more than a thousand heads takes a lot of time. With Tie Kui next to him, he is not afraid of others having any bad intentions.

In the eyes of the monks, Zhang Yang's body was like a bottomless pit, crazily devouring the blood of monsters.

Most of the monsters are larger than those of humans, and there are some more, such as Earthly Crazy Rhinoceros, like a meat mountain. The amount of essence and blood of a monster can be comparable to dozens of humans.

If we really want to calculate it, the essence and blood that Zhang Yang swallowed would probably be able to build a swimming pool.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The demon pills exploded one by one, and the energy in the demon pills was mixed in essence and blood, and was absorbed by Zhang Yang.

Seeing this, the monks all had more crying than eating bitter gourds. Demon Pill!

Finally, when the blood in the air became less and less and gradually disappeared, Zhang Yang retracted his arm, took a deep breath, stopped his appetite, and looked at the monks around him in a blink of an eye.

Just after absorbing the essence and blood, Zhang Yang is now like a bloody demon, with cold eyes sweeping over, and everyone is actually in a cold war.

"My fellow Taoists should see clearly that this time, I have made the most efforts. If I don't have the original, don't say that you are hunting monsters, I'm afraid you will be doomed and will fall into the mouth of the beast."

Zhang Yang's hoarse voice rang.

What he said was completely true. First, because of the protection of the formation, after the formation was broken, Zhang Yang and Tie Kui fought with force to disperse the charge of the monsters. Therefore, the casualties rate of the monks was extremely low, and more than a thousand monks fell only forty or fifty people.

It can be said that all this is thanks to Zhang Yang.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! What the senior said is extremely true. Senior, senior, juniors must remember it in their hearts!"

This is the fact, and Zhang Yang's strength is there, so how dare everyone say anything? Although they feel sorry for the monster materials, they still show their loyalty.

"These monster materials..." Zhang Yang said as soon as he spoke, the white manager said:

"Of course it should be yours! Most of these monsters were killed by you. You are deeply grateful to me for the help of my life, so I naturally dare not have any greed." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!