Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Baiyin, who was lucky enough to escape, did not flee in a panic, but re-emerged and rushed towards this side.

When Wang Xiaoran noticed his action, he was already a beat behind.

When the sand bone tribe is in the state of dying, they will show the will to surpass the killing intent.

This kind of will will make them look for the enemy regardless of their own life and death, and die with them.

And this idea, the killing intent is not strong enough, it is completely instinctive.

Therefore, neither Elder Zhou nor Wang Xiaoran could detect each other in time.

"Skinny horse!"

"You people from Dayu will eventually become sacrifices to Lord Ligu!"

Roaring and roaring, Bayin opened his arms and charged forward.

He has no weapons, and his target is not Wang Xiaoran.

It was Elder Zhou who had just recovered from breath adjustment and helped Wang Xiaoran solve the crisis.

After all, he was injured earlier and couldn't fully recover in a short time. The moment he saw Baiyin rushing to kill, Elder Zhou had no time to defend, and couldn't even release his soul state, so he was directly hit by the opponent's shoulder.

boom!
Elder Zhou's figure flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread.

At the same time, there is also a "click" sound.

Wang Xiaoran knew that Elder Zhou was hit in the chest and abdomen, probably his ribs in his body were broken.

She is for herself...

Too late to be sad, Wang Xiaoran turned around and mobilized his tail, and stabbed towards Baiyin's neck and throat.

The opponent was not unprepared, after knocking Lao Zhou into the air, he even grabbed Juehe's body to block him.

puff!
puff!
puff……

Under Wang Xiaoran's all-out mobilization, all five tails came out, directly piercing the neck of Juehe's corpse, approaching Baiyin.

Seeing that the corpse could not be stopped, Baiyin finally panicked, and the thought of dying together rose again in his heart.

He didn't care so much, he threw away the corpse, covered his neck and mouth with one hand, and bumped towards Wang Xiaoran again.

Such is the battle of the Sandbone Tribe.

Simple and powerful.

After closing the distance, Bayin slammed his other hand in a circle, aiming at the front and punching out.

Wang Xiaoran is not a vegetarian either, a tail collided with his fist.

boom!
There was a muffled sound.

The surface of the sand-bone tribe's fist also has a thick layer of bone armor, which tightly fits their rough skin and is tightly protected.

Even the tail of a spirit fox can't pierce through it and cause actual damage.

boom!
The opponent punched again, and Wang Xiaoran relied on the hard hair of his tail to collide with him.

boom!
Another punch.

The two sides started hand-to-hand combat.

There was a crackling sound, and the muffled sound of hitting continued to come out.

The shock made the ears of the surrounding disciples hurt.

Injured, they lay on the ground, looking at the powerful figure of the senior sister, their eyes were filled with admiration, but they couldn't help worrying in their hearts:
If this continues, the senior sister will definitely lose.

The spirit fox state can make her physical fitness as good as a warrior.

But this state of affairs cannot last long.

If this kind of close trembling continues, then the senior sister will definitely lose.

If the sand-bone tribe of the opponent is aware of it, they will definitely protect their weaknesses and procrastinate.

Until her spirit fox state disappeared and she entered a period of weakness.

It's not a problem if it goes on like this.

Wang Xiaoran, who was in deep trouble, naturally knew this truth.

But now she is riding a tiger.

The ruthlessness and tenacity of the opponent's sand-bone tribe has been fully demonstrated.

Now I don't know how many punches they collided with each other, and the opponent didn't feel tired at all, and could still keep roaring and cheering.

On the other hand, she herself...

Even in the spirit fox state, two of her five tails have started to move slowly.

If this goes on like this, before Linghu disappears, she will run out of demon energy in her body.

"hateful!"

Wang Xiaoran scolded inwardly, thinking of countermeasures out of desperation.

However, this time.

Suddenly she saw a small influence, staggered up, and walked slowly towards the back of Baiyin.

This?
Junior sister, what are you going to do?
This person is Wang Xiaoran's follower, her junior junior sister, the one who reported the situation on the tower before.

At this moment, she was also seriously injured, but she still stood up, wanting to find opportunities for her senior sister.

Wang Xiaoran really wanted to tell her with his eyes, don't mess around, this kind of battle is not for you to participate in.

However, if she can't separate herself now, let alone say anything, otherwise she will be noticed by the other party and attack her junior sister instead.

This is too dangerous.

Slowly, the little junior sister touched the back of Baiyin, jumped up with the last strength, took out the silver needle in the sleeve, and stabbed at the back of the opponent's neck, and at the same time coquettishly shouted:
"Chopsticks, die!"

puff--

The silver needle sank into Bayin's neck which was not covered by bone armor.

For an instant, his punching movements were slow.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head quickly, glared at the little junior sister behind him, raised his hand and grabbed the other's ankle, like carrying a small chicken, he was about to put it in his mouth and bite it down.

At this moment, the little junior sister was so frightened that she unconsciously twitched, with tears in her eyes.

After this act of sacrificing his life, he was filled with fear.

She is still at a young age, and she doesn't want to die in the other party's disgusting mouth.

The moment Baiyin opened his mouth, he let go of his hand.

The barbarian who became angry from embarrassment forgot that there was another person in front of him.

Wang Xiaoran saw the right moment, used all his strength to mobilize the fox's tail, and stabbed towards the opponent's throat.

puff!
The snow-white tail was stained scarlet.

The end of the tail even protruded from the back of Bayin's neck, even bringing out a piece of cartilage in his throat.

Bayin lowered his head with difficulty, stared blankly at the prey in his hands, and then at Wang Xiaoran who gave him a fatal blow, and expressed his final unwillingness:

"You...you cunning foxes..."

"Master Ligu...will definitely kill you..."

"My lord will devour the whole of Dayu..."

puff!

Wang Xiaoran didn't want to listen to his nagging anymore, so she finally raised her tail and licked her throat again.

The other party fell to the ground in response, and did not come back to life like Juehe did.

The rest of the wounded Sandbone Tribe couldn't stand up, nor could they run away.

Finally, seeing that the situation had improved, the officers and soldiers guarding the city came out and began to clean up the mess. Relying on sharp weapons, they dealt a fatal blow to the Sandbone Tribe.

Elder Zhou got up slowly in the yellow sand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, watched the actions of the officers and soldiers, and spat.

"mean."

"I'm waiting in the front to kill the enemy in blood, but you can only come out to pick up some lingering debris, heh!"

After all, the broken ribs made it difficult for her to breathe, and she passed out after coughing twice.

The disciples of Meihu Sect began to meditate and adjust their breath, and took pills to recover.

Wang Xiaoran looked at the mess all over the floor, walked over and hugged his little follower and sister tightly.

They won.

In this battle, the Meihu Sect wiped out a small force of the Shabone Clan at the cost of sacrificing two disciples, seriously injuring several disciples and an elder.

It can be said that the Meihu Sect won miserably.