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"Kill! Kill! Kill!" A disciple of the horse fairy bit his arm off by the mandrill, but he seemed to have no idea of ​​the pain. The big knife in his hand was that the machete on the back of the eighth Route Army was still waving, and the sword was fierce. Although each knife could only sparks on the mandrill, it didn't matter. He had never thought of going back alive and fighting to die! He also wanted to leave something for the mandrill.

"It's not in vain that I'll come to the world for a while! Go and die!" The disciple finally found that his knife could not break the defense at all, but he saw the moment the mandrill opened his mouth, and he stuffed it into the mandrill's mouth with the knife and his only arm.

Click!

This was definitely a huge pain! Even the mandrill, which looked invulnerable to the outside, shivered in pain under the stab. The huge upper and lower jaws suddenly closed and bit off the disciple's arm. The mandrill's forelimbs were also hit at the same time. What a terrifying power it was, it was definitely no less than that of a car driving at a high speed hitting a person. What's more, the mandrill's arm was smaller than the stress area of ​​the car, and it directly smashed through the chest of the disciple of the horse fairy with just one blow.

puff!

After he suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood, the madness flashing in his eyes instantly dimmed.

"Xiao Zhao!" A disciple who was walking next to the mandrill shouted wildly, his voice grief. The long sword in his hand was like a storm, and each knife slashed the same part of the mandrill's neck on one leg.

Bang bang bang bang bang!!!

After more than a dozen consecutive slashes, the blades collapsed and the broken stubble flew backwards through the man's stomach. Finally, at the last slash, the mandrill's leg was split. The wound was not deep, but it was enough to feel accomplished.

Before the man could be happy, the mandrill was a creature with a tail, and there was a long tail behind it. It was this tail, whistling, slapped the disciple's upper body like a blade. When the disciple flew out, the severe pain did not even leave the time to pass to his head, and the person's upper body was already shattered.

Puff! The flesh and blood splashed far away!

The Dharma body forged by the magic power of the great immortals is like a joke in front of the mandrill!

roar!

The injured mandrill roared and the earth shook!

More than 30 disciples from the horse immortal lineage died or injured by the raid of the mountain mandrill. There were less than twenty people left, including Uncle Jiu, and it seemed that there was no way to hold it.

Uncle Jiu's body expanded again, with blue veins and blood vessels clearly visible.

"Everyone retreated and formed a formation to protect themselves, I'll deal with it." Uncle Jiu roared and kicked the ground, bursting out countless gravels. He rushed towards the mandrill like a big roc.

"Die me!" Uncle Jiu, who is completely different at this moment, is not like an old man at all, his muscles are bulging and extremely fierce.

The fist filled with magic power roared straight to Shan Mandrill's belly, and Shan Mandrill just raised his forelimbs and opened his mouth to swallow the disciple's body.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the mandrill flew backwards.

"Okay!!" The disciples around him shouted loudly. This was a Jedi counterattack. Uncle Jiu was their backbone.

Uncle Jiu didn't stop at all, and paused again.

The mandrill was knocked away and the belly was sunken. It can be seen that Uncle Jiu is so powerful that even the steel plate is only at this level?

The mandrill was beaten away screamed wildly. Uncle Jiu flipped his hand and pulled a long knife that fell to the ground. The sword was as sharp as a ray of light, and it flew over the mandrill's forelimbs at extremely high speed.

Puchi! The blade flew past, and the forelimb of the mandrill fell down, spewing out blue blood.

The mandrill screamed again in pain, and his tail kept slamming on the ground, and the ground cracked everywhere. But at the same time, the mandrill suddenly turned over and stood up. Before Uncle Jiu turned around, his long tail was aimed at Uncle Jiu and slapped him.

Uncle Jiu rolled on the spot, letting his tail attack, the long sword was actually at the root of the tail.

Dangdangdangdang!

The long tail of the mandrill and the knife hit each other continuously, bursting out countless sparks. The long sword was protected by mana, but the tail of the mandrill also left only some light white marks.

"Damn beast! Death!" Uncle Jiu was already angry when he saw these children dying in front of him. His Dharma body emitted a slight light like a powerful demon god. His whole person and the sword were integrated. Every knife went out like a huge long sword, either sweeping or slashing, with infinite power.

The mandrill is not Yi Yu's character. After suffering losses, he also knew the damage of the long sword to his limbs. He actually knew how to avoid the blade of the long sword. If he really couldn't avoid it, he used the hard skin of the back to resist. With his thick skin, he actually had a similar situation with Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu's sword never leaves the vital points of the limbs of the mandrill. The long tail of the mandrill also slapped at Uncle Jiu from time to time. The long tail was amazing. It only swept across Uncle Jiu's chest and back several times. The strong wind was like a knife that made Uncle Jiu feel pain in front and back, and he was even more careful to touch the ground.

Such a confrontation caused the mandrill to moo continuously, and the sound was even more shrill than that.

At the same time, the fat man and Ye Yi also encountered the mandrill, but the problem was that these two people seemed too powerful. Before the mandrill could show his power, he was pierced through the head by Ye Yi's peach wood sword.

Relaxed and comfortable.

But what followed was the sound of messy footsteps, as if a large herd of cattle were running wildly.

The fat man had time to yell: "No! These things are a group." Before he could finish his speech, he saw at least twenty large and small mandrills rushing from a distance. The tallest ones were nearly five meters, and the shortest ones were a circle larger than the ones who were killed just now.

The fat man smiled bitterly: "I'm going to die, how can I be so many?" As he said that, a knife flower came out of his palm. It was a bayonet that seemed to be stained with blood.

Ye Yi didn't talk nonsense at all. He shook his sword and just said one word: "Kill!"

Two figures, one fat and one thin, rushed straight into the mountain mandrill group.

...

At the same time, the team where Grandma Yin was in a huge trouble. Uncle Jiu was crushing with his strength, unable to kill but could withstand it, Grandma Yin was not. She was an immortal of Yin, and her natural power could only be considered a magician. She was very crispy and was not a meat shield character with high resistance and high defense.

The appearance of the mandrill almost instantly tore the defense circle of this group of disciples who emerged from the horse.

Almost raging, killing these people.

Grandma Yin could only try her best to gather her disciples, let her disciples fill their magic power, and resist them with a strong body, but she did suffer heavy damage.

Seeing that the seventy or eighty people who followed Grandma Yin were attacked and killed by more than a dozen people in an instant, Grandma Yin was very angry and used her natal spell to use her Yin Fire. Only then did she forcibly block the impact of the mandrill.

It's strange that the mandrill is not afraid of magic but is afraid of Yin Fire. This makes Grandma Yin have to spend time with Shandrill. But even though she knows that doing so can only slow down the time of death, she has no way to escape. Yin Fire needs magic support to be able to be extracted from the endless Nine Nethers. If the mandriller is lost, Yin Fire will inevitably be extinguished in a short time. And so many people want to escape? No! The people who came in such a big shot never thought about escaping!

But after all, you can't fight against the mandrills, so you can only continue to use it ineffectively. You can only use one method to exhaust your strength, or the other party loses patience.

The disciples of the horse immortal lineage gathered their magic power to Yin Fire, and in groups of ten people, barely replacing a Yin Grandma to use magic power, and alternately took care of each other, allowing those who were resting to quickly restore their magic power.

This is obviously not a long-term solution. In the middle, Grandma Yin found two relatively clever disciples and said, "You can withdraw quickly, one of you goes out to find a new helper, and the other goes to Ye Yi to see. These two are top-notch strong men. As long as someone comes to rescue them, we will have a glimmer of hope." After a pause, he said to the two: "This time going out is even more life and death than going in. All hope is on you."

The two of them took the order and retreated. Faced with such a move, Grandma Yin was quite helpless. After watching the two walk out, she sighed again. Somehow, the ancestor Hu Li disappeared after falling down. Ye Yi or two did not ask, not knowing whether it was deliberately staying outside or whether the ancestor Hu Li had something else.

Grandma Yin couldn't help but think that if the ancestor Hu Li came in, these mantles would be clowns who were killed in the blink of an eye.

...

Yes, when everyone is busy, where is Hu Liren?

Why didn't Ye Yi mention it?

In fact, Hu Li had already escaped here and came in before Ye Yi found this place.

As for where she is at this moment, no one knows.

No one knows what Hu Li is going to do. Ye Yi only has a little calculation in his mind to allow Hu Li to act alone, treating Hu Li as a variable, rather than the main attacker.

For a moment, not only was the murderous intent spreading, but blood spreading, but conspiracy also drifted in it.

If you don’t know who your opponent is, you can survive in such an environment, which shows that the other party’s layout is too early. It is no longer clear in a day or two.

...

In fact, there is another thing that makes Ye Yi and Fatty feel a little strange, that is, creatures like mandrills have similar personalities to tigers and are unwilling to be in groups at all. Why can you actually meet a group of people here? It's very strange.

After the two men killed the group of mandrills, the fat man's appearance became quite embarrassed, while Ye Yi was still clean and stood floating on the body of a mandrill, allowing the green blood on the peach wood sword to fall from the sword.

"How could this thing be a group?" The fat man gasped, and the injury on his body made his breath a little uneven.

He is also a life-long man, and he is so handsome that he is playing with him. The fat man feels a little unbalanced. But there is no way, this thing is a basic problem. The fat man should have received such close-kick training, but he is the Qiao family going out to make a living. God is blessed to this day. He hasn't learned much in close combat skills. Ten or eight gangsters must have beaten them. When he encounters such things, the fat man's weaknesses will be exposed.
Chapter completed!