Chapter 39: Encircled, Sword Fighting

"Surround the wounded in the middle, you can protect yourself, and leave the rest to this head."

Ye Feng took out the Lingyuan Bell and waited for it.

Mo Ying immediately used "Omni-directional Spiritual Sense" to investigate the area within a radius of ten meters to prevent being attacked.

"Crash" sounded.

Seven tree demons rushed out of the bushes, each with a human shape, three to five meters high, covered with vines, and made a lot of movement when walking, and it was difficult not to be discovered.

The strongest one exudes an aura no less than a hundred-year-old tree demon, reaching the high-level demon soldier level.

The remaining six tree demons were all mid-level demon soldiers, and none of them were weaker than Jia Yulan.

"Master, can you beat it?" Jia Yulan asked worriedly.

"If we can't beat it, we will fly away immediately. As for these people, we may not be able to control them." Mo Ying glanced at the five villagers who fell into a deep coma.

If they don't go, they may all die.

If you leave some people, you can at least preserve your vitality and spread the news about what happened here.

But I heard Ye Feng say: "I can beat four flat-headed brothers, but I can't beat the mere seven tree demons?"

When the disciples heard this, they were stunned for a moment.

Yup!

The head is so strong, plus a few of them, it seems that there is no pressure to deal with the seven tree demons.

"hiss!"

The tree demon leader who was about three meters high made a strange sound, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped suddenly, and instantly entered the cold winter from the hot summer.

This is the horn of the attack!

The six medium-level demon-level tree demons all waved their hands, turning into dozens of vines as tough as steel bars, and there was a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

"Blossoms of Fallen Ying!"

Jia Yulan made a quick gesture, and countless pink petals appeared in the sky, which turned into a bowl, and protected them all in it.

After all, this is a second-grade spell, even if it is only close to Dacheng, its power is close to a first-grade spell in the perfect stage, and its defense is very good.

The tree demon's vine gate was stabbed on it, and most of them were bounced off, while the remaining vines were cut off by Mo Ying's flying sword, which failed to hurt them.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Ye Feng had already jumped out without any aura fluctuations in his body, but his speed was faster than using "Wind Spirit Step".

Click!

Ye Feng enlarged the Lingyuan Bell to the size of a fist, turning it into a stone, and easily smashed a mid-level demon-level tree demon.

When the other tree demons saw this, their green eyes were filled with fear.

How could a mortal be so strong?

This idea popped up in their minds, but before they could think about it, Ye Feng had already made a second shot and smashed another tree demon.

"hiss!"

The tree demon leader realized that this man was a bit scary, and immediately ordered the encirclement. As for it, it instantly swelled to five meters high, and the vines in his hands quickly intertwined into two huge wooden hammers, which were smashed down with heavy force.

But it underestimated Ye Feng.

I saw Ye Feng fell to the ground, grabbed a vine with one hand, and jumped to a tree like a swing, avoiding the bombardment of the tree demon leader.

Afterwards, Ye Feng enlarged the Lingyuan Bell to two meters high and smashed it down with all his strength.

when!

Like the sound of a Hong bell ringing, the tree demon leader has been smashed to the point of bursting, and there is no sound.

The eyes of the other dryads shrunk to the size of pinholes, apparently fearful to the extreme.

"Poor tree demon, forget it if you can't take a breath, you can't even say 'fuck'." Ye Feng looked at the few tree demons who were madly running for their lives, and complained silently.

Can't even shout "Fuck", it's too pitiful!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng bent the tree hard, ejected it, punched one by one, and pierced the remaining tree demons. After a while, they all fell to the ground and their breath disappeared.

"It's done!"

Ye Feng clapped his hands and retracted the Lingyuan Bell.

However, Ye Feng looked at Long Tianxing and the others in the distance, but did not see admiration on their faces, but found that they were waving their hands constantly, as if they were shouting something.

This scene, Ye Feng felt a little familiar.

"There is something behind me!"

Ye Feng was suddenly alert,

Turn around and punch him.

He is not a sand sculpture teammate who often appears in movies, and everyone else has reminded them frantically, but they don't know it.

Sure enough, when Ye Feng turned around, he found a monster with a crocodile head, about two meters high, and pounced on him.

The punch hit the monster's throat right.

"Gluck cluck..."

The monster flew upside down, smashed a tree, and then fell to the ground. Its two sharp claws waved randomly, and the surrounding trees were easily shattered.

"This claw!"

Ye Feng widened his eyes.

If he was caught, there would be absolutely no piece of cloth on his body that would be intact.

"It's a low-level demon soldier-level 'crocodile chicken beast', and its claws are a good material for refining. This kind of monster usually lives in groups. If one comes, it means that there are many around."

Mo Ying immediately reminded.

Ye Feng was immediately alert, and sure enough, he heard the sound of chickens crowing around, and was approaching quickly.

dong dong dong...

The sound of dense footsteps approached.

Not long after, Ye Feng and his party were surrounded by more than a dozen crocodile chickens.

Because the eyes of the crocodile chicken are on the sides of the head, it looks like an ordinary chicken when it looks at people, and its head swings from side to side, which is especially funny.

"Giggle!"

A fiery red mid-level demon soldier crocodile chicken screamed, ordering the other crocodile chickens to maintain a circular encirclement and pounce on Ye Feng and the others.

"Living Sword Qi!"

Mo Ying finally found an opportunity to make a move, squeezed the sword in her hand, and spun around in mid-air.

The Yingfeng Feijian slashed out quickly, and also made a circle in the air. Wherever it passed, the head of the crocodile chicken beast was cut off. After running a few steps forward, it fell to the ground with a bang, and died neatly. together.

In the end, there was only the crocodile chicken beast of the middle demon soldier level, and Ye Feng and the others stared at each other.

"Giggle!"

The crocodile chicken and beast leader Sayazi ran wildly.

However, Mo Ying flexed a finger, and the Windward Flying Sword sped out, splitting it in half.

Since then, whether it was the tree demon or the crocodile beast, they were all dealt with by Ye Feng.

"Senior Sister Mo's move is so powerful, how did you control the flying sword to circle around?" Long Tianxing's face was full of admiration.

"Every person who rides the sword has an invisible breath attached to the flying sword, like a rope. I just used that breath to control the flying sword to rotate at a high speed, resulting in the effect of cutting in a circle. "

Mo Ying paused, "This way of controlling flying swords, I named it... Sword Fighting!"

"It's amazing!" Long Tianxing admired it even more.

Jia Yulan thought it was amazing, and she wanted to learn a little bit, but the timing was not right, and she couldn't speak well.

Ye Feng suddenly widened his eyes when he heard these words.

Sword fighting?

Are you sure it's not gunfighting?

If true, it would be terrifying.

After today's incident, Ye Feng believes that Mo Ying is definitely a manufacturable material. In the future, he may be able to create a brand-new sword-fighting technique, which will amaze the Quartet.

However, thinking that this place is more dangerous, Ye Feng hurriedly urged:

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, you have to evacuate quickly!"