Chapter 2342

Zhao Yi had a big drink, and the ninety-nine fighters behind him stepped forward. Most of the thousands of fighters who came this time were in a low level. Facing the monsters who were close to the fifth level in front of him, it was obvious that they could not help. Only the ninety-nine relatives led by the Deputy general that Zhao Yi took with him were the main forces of this battle.

The ninety-nine martial artists are almost in the third place, each of them is a one in a thousand cultivation genius. At this time, they gathered together, walked around slowly with unique steps, and formed a magic formation to trap the monster in the formation.

This is Zhao Yi's one-sided array of 100 people on the battlefield. Ninety-nine martial artists have exerted the power of this array vividly through long-term running in. As long as the people entering the array seem to face the attack of 100 people at the same time, they have not escaped by their own strength.

Zhao Yi was relieved to see the formation of the array. He felt that he was in a safe position, and finally lived up to his majesty.

The monster gasped in the array. Although his neck was not pierced, it was seriously injured. He could not recover his strength for a while.

As the ninety-nine fighters walked, they slowly gathered around and came closer and closer.

One of the close fighters first stabbed a sword, but bang was shot open by the scale armor without hurting the monster.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yi secretly said that it was not good. No matter how high the level of human friars' practice is, they can't compete with each other in this hundred person array. However, the monsters faced this time are just as hard as gold and stone, and no one can break the scales except themselves.

Another commotion broke Zhao Yi's thoughts.

When he fixed his eyes, his eyes and canthus were about to split. He saw that the monster grabbed a warrior in the array of hundreds of people and let other people chop their swords at him. He began to suck energy again!

"Beast!"

Zhao Yi broke a big tree as thick as the mouth of a well by his side with a sword, and raised the broken tree trunk high. Then his feet pushed hard to jump up on their own, and his soul power kicked in the tree trunk fracture.

The heavy shock of the trunk turned into a yellow light and rushed to the monsters in the array.

The fourth realm warrior is really different from ordinary people.

I saw the trunk of the tree crashing to the monster, and the monster between the lightning and flint let go again and threw the warrior on his hand to the ground. He flashed to the side.

However, Zhao Yi seems to have expected the monster's next move, only to see him holding a long sword at the moment when the trunk of the tree shoots out.

At this time, I saw that the monsters came and shouted "come on!" , and then the stab is a split. Hold the sword high and fill it with aura, and cut off the monster head on.

The Leprechaun also seemed to feel the power of the long sword in front of them. They dare not hold it up. They twist their bodies forcibly in the air to avoid it.

Two voices of Cen and Cen, the two figures are wrong, the monster is cut off some scales, but it can also avoid a full chop of Zhao Yi perfusion.

"Where the beast runs!" Zhao Yi shouted, and the sword turned to stab the monster's back again.

The monster has been doing evil in Qingcheng Mountain with brute force. All the energy it absorbs comes from ordinary people. At this time, Zhao Yi, who is well-trained and experienced in the battlefield, has never seen such a wonderful sword technique. For a while, he did not know how to parry, so he had to continue to flee.

He also cut off a layer of scales of monsters. Zhao Yi secretly said there was a play. Later, he put out his sword technique with more efforts. One sword after another, he wielded his sword Qi. Like waves, each sword carried the power of the last one. In a moment, the sword rain came one after another, like a sword flower in the forest.

The soldiers around looked dazzled. Under the light of the lantern, Zhao Yi was in the middle of the sword flower. He danced with the sword in his hand. There was no flaw at all.

Monsters are in a mess in the sword flower. They get hurt from time to time, falling scales and blood.

It's another sword, and it can't be avoided. The monster roared, turned around and rushed to Zhao Yi, trying to fight head-on.

It was thought that Zhao Yi's sword was enough to carry on the power of the first 80 swords. At this time, it was unstoppable. Even the strong in the sixth territory could not catch it positively.

It's Cen's voice again. The long sword directly breaks the scales, cuts into the monster's shoulder, falls into the bone, and is hard to pull out.

The monster is waiting for this moment, the other hand quickly reached forward, and his hands are also covered with scales and sharp claws.

"Ah!" Zhao Yi's half face was ripped off three flesh and blood, crying out in pain.

But there was no relief on his hand. He turned his sword with both hands and said some incantations on his mouth.

With a bang, the monster was blown out and broke a tree trunk. But homeopathy seized the opportunity and fled.

The soldiers behind hurriedly came forward to help Zhao Yi bandage, but they were kicked away.

"Chase me! Never let the monster escape. " At this time, Zhao Yi's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were about to be fascinated. However, the anger in his heart was greater than the pain. Zhao Yi had never suffered such a serious injury in his many years of war. He wished that the monster would be defeated.

Once again, the army of thousands of martial artists chased forward.

Besides, fat Wang stays in Lushan's house, dare not go out, and shrinks the quilt on himself.

I don't know for a long time, finally a ray of dawn broke through the sky. With the cock crowing, the sky began to be a little dark.

Fat Wang didn't dare to go to sleep all night. He got up shivering, opened the door and went out to gather people and tell them what he saw last night.

But in the middle of the yard, I found blood all over my body, like Lushan, which was dyed red, and almost scared to go back.

After a close look, he found that the man on the ground was the owner of the house where he had lived all night. Fat Wang hurriedly carried him back to the house. He thought that he was afraid that Xiaolu would also encounter the poisonous hand of the monster, but his life was very heavy.

Wang Pang has never seen much trouble. He is really good at caring for people. People in this city depend on mountains and eat mountains. His parents went hunting in the mountains when they were still alive. They often met some poisonous snakes and beasts. They came home with injuries. Their younger sister couldn't see blood. They were all wrapped up by Wang Pang for their father.

At this time, Lu Shan's wound healed carelessly. It seems that outsiders can't distinguish it from sword wound. Wang pangzi carefully bandaged the wound and changed his clean clothes.

With company, fat people are no longer as nervous as they just were. I was grateful for Lushan's great fortune. I was sleepy and fell asleep beside my bed.

When Lu Shan woke up, he was frightened by the big face in front of him, and then he felt the pain of his limbs and trunk as if they had been hammered by a hammer.

"Fat brother? Fat brother? " Lushan gently pushed the fat man with his movable hand, and his face was full of confusion.