Lingyu First Bank

At a glance, Wang Yuan saw that there were thirteen or four monkeys in this group, and the monkeys were very tall. If they stood up, they would look like basketball players, and they would move swiftly.

Hou Meng didn't know what Wang Yuan was thinking, he kept staring at the group of monkeys nervously, suddenly, he pinched his lips with his hand, and let out a sharp whistle.

With a sound of "pa", a long whip rolled out from the forest and whipped the leading monkey.

That monkey should be the leader of the monkey group, and he threw himself into the forest in a rage.

"Porf..." a fireball flew out of the stone forest. Although it was not flying fast, it was very steady. The group of monkeys was roaring in the direction of the forest. Unexpectedly, a fireball came out from behind. The fireball was hitting a tall monkey standing behind the monkey team. body.

The monkey screamed, jumped up, and kept hitting the flames on its body.

Some monkeys in the monkey group also screamed when they saw that the monkey was on fire.

Seeing that the monkey group was in disarray, Hou Meng did not move. At this moment, with a bang, a big gourd fell on the stone next to the monkey group, and a strong smell permeated the air. I can smell it from afar.

As if woken up by a bomb, the monkey group no longer cared about the team, and ran around, watching the two red-headed fierce monkeys coming towards Wang Yuan and the others.

"Get ready." Hou Meng whispered.

When the two monkeys were less than ten meters away from them, Hou Meng jumped out and slashed at the stronger one with a big knife in his hand: "That one belongs to you." Hou Meng shouted.

Another red-headed fierce monkey rushed towards Wang Yuan. It was the first time Wang Yuan faced this situation. He felt a little lack of oxygen in his brain and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart. Split Huashan with force.

The monkey rushing towards Wang Yuan was considered relatively small among the monkeys, but if he stood up, he was taller than Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan didn't have any skills in this knife, he didn't even know how to bless his spiritual power, he only listened to "dang" With a sound, the monkey swung Wang Yuan's knife away with one paw, and rushed towards Wang Yuan, stretched out its paw, and was about to catch Wang Yuan's face.

Wang Yuan felt that his consciousness had slowed down, and he could see the monkey's paw clearly, but he couldn't dodge it as if he was in a dream.

Just when Wang Yuan thought he was going to die, he suddenly felt that the monkey's paw was getting farther and farther away from him, and he suddenly woke up. Only then did he realize that Hou Meng's big hand was grabbing the back of the monkey's neck and pulling it away forcibly. .

It was only then that Wang Yuan realized that his whole body was soaked in sweat, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and at the same time aroused his anger, I, Wang Yuan, am not a coward, Wang Yuan shouted in his heart to cheer himself up, took a step forward, and slashed there. on the head of a monkey.

"铛" sounded again, it didn't even cut through the monkey's skin, on the contrary it aroused the monkey's viciousness, struggling to rush towards Wang Yuan.

What the hell, Wang Yuan glanced at the knife in his hand, he couldn't help being stunned, Hou Meng restrained the monkey so that he could cut himself without breaking his defense.

Hou Meng couldn't stand it any longer, and said loudly, "Pour spiritual power into the knife."

With a thought in Wang Yuan's mind, the application of the spiritual power in the Great Hunyuan Kung Fu surged into his mind, guided by his mind, a wave of spiritual power rushed to the knife, he shouted loudly, and chopped it down with one stroke.

Not only was the speed of this knife extremely fast, but a wave of power came towards him. The red-headed fierce monkey was already feeling scared. It wanted to hide, but it was firmly controlled by Hou Meng. The straps are split in half at the back.

With a "click", the sword broke in two.

"You poured too much spiritual power. This knife is just a low-grade magic weapon. It can't stand your spiritual power. You have to learn to control your spiritual power, just like a person learning to walk when he was young. You must master the balance." Hou Meng's voice sounded.

Looking at the bloody scene on the ground, Wang Yuan couldn't help but vomited in his heart, then suppressed his nausea with an ugly face, and nodded fiercely at Hou. After all, he had killed people before, so this scene can still hold up.

Hou Meng knew that he had never been through such a scene, so he didn't make fun of him. Beside him was the corpse of another red-headed marmoset, and he slashed his head at the first sight.

Hou Meng handed over his knife: "This is a high-grade magic weapon, it is much more durable, you should try it first."

Wang Yuan took Hou Meng's knife and controlled the spiritual power to pour into the knife. It was obvious that the use of spiritual power was less, and the knife barely responded. He hurriedly increased the output of spiritual power, and the knife glowed with a faint blue light.

"There's another one, come here, I'll protect you." Hou Meng said.

A strong monkey rushed towards the two of them, and Hou Meng sideways and dodged aside.

Wang Yuan adjusted his breathing, moved his ghost wind step, and avoided the red-headed monkey's pounce in a short time. At the same time, he turned around and slashed at the monkey's shoulder. However, because of insufficient spiritual power, this knife was not powerful enough. Cut a wound.

I don't know if it was afraid of being besieged and beaten by several people this time, but the monkey didn't turn back and fight back, but ran towards the distance.

Wang Yuan would not let it go, he raised his knife and chased after him, not to mention, his Ghost Wind Walk was quite powerful, and he overtook the monkey in a few steps, but his spiritual power was always poorly coordinated, too much infusion, and his movements deformed , there is no accurate head, less perfusion, the monkey is cut off and screams, and runs faster.

"Wang Yuan, stop chasing, there is a cliff ahead." Hou Meng shouted from behind.

Wang Yuan was taken aback when he heard that, at this moment, the monkey in front jumped sideways, and at this moment Wang Yuan was slashing at its back with a single slash, and slashed to a small tree only as thick as a finger. Qing is a cliff blocked by shrubs, and under the cliff is a rushing river.

Fortunately, Wang Yuan shouted Hou Meng in time, but Hou Meng who was behind him was relieved to see him stop in time.

Wang Yuan was about to turn around when he suddenly felt as if someone had kicked him. He staggered forward, but before he could stop, he lost his foot and fell down.

"Wang Yuan." Hou Meng was shocked. When he saw a black shadow rushing towards Wang Yuan, he rushed forward and reached out to grab it, but he was a step too late. Seeing Wang Yuan fall into the river, he disappeared instantly. Hou Meng Turned pale with fright, he called out to everyone, and at the same time jumped into the river with all his might.

Half an hour later, Hou Meng climbed ashore with the help of Hu Tianyi and the others. They had already searched for more than ten miles along the river, and met other monks during the process, but no one saw anyone in the river.

"It's Lingdrill, who pushed Wang Yuan behind." Hou Meng said bitterly.

Everyone was speechless, this Wang Yuan was too unlucky.Spiritual mandrills are a very special kind of spirit beasts. Their attack power is not strong, but their speed is extremely fast. Even the foundation-building monks often have nothing to do with them.And what this thing likes to do the most is to tease monks, always teasing you to run away at once, making people angry and hateful but helpless.

A few people stood by the river, thinking of Wang Yuan's loyalty, and having achieved such an achievement at such a young age, but was played to death by an animal. With so many people, he couldn't protect him well, and felt sad and depressed for a while. .

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