"Yang Ning, give me the short knife." Yang Qingjue threw the steel knife into his hand, shook his sore wrist, and stared at the eight-armed ape.
"Brother Qingjue, I can do it." Yang Ning looked at the screaming eight-armed ape, then turned sideways and looked at Yang Qingjue. He knew that Yang Qingjue wanted the short knife to save himself, because although the eight-armed ape was there Screaming, but the eight-armed ape's eyes never left the short knife in his hand. Obviously, he was very afraid of the fang dagger in Yang Ning's hand. At this moment, the eight-armed ape is also looking for an opportunity to seize the short sword in one fell swoop.
The eight-armed ape stared at the fanged dagger and screamed repeatedly. Seeing Yang Qingjue speak, and at the same time Yang Ning turned his face, he launched an attack. With a wave of his arm, a blue spiritual power slashed towards Yang Ning.
"Be careful." Yang Yinghui shouted hurriedly when he saw the eight-armed monkey seize the opportunity and hit Yang Ning with a slash. Yang Yinghui didn't care about the pain in the tiger's mouth, and the steel knife in his hand pierced the night sky again. Yang Yinghui knew that the knife in his hand could not cause harm, but Yang Yinghui had no hesitation. Yang Yinghui's target was very simple, which was the abdomen that had been torn apart by the fang dagger just now. At the same time, he hopes to resolve Yang Ning's crisis.
The blue light was so fast that before Yang Qingjue could react, Yang Qingjue passed him and headed straight for Yang Ning.
clang.
There was a crisp sound in the field. Then he saw Yang Ning flying out.
Yang Ning felt her internal organs rolling, and a sharp pain came from her body, followed by a sweet sensation in her throat. Yang Ning flew nearly five meters away and fell to the ground.
At the moment when the light was about to hit Yang Ning, Yang Ning blocked it with a fang dagger, weakening the power of the light, but was also counterattacked by the blue spiritual power and was knocked away. If it weren't for the fang dagger, Yang Ning's life would have been sealed with this blow.
Yang Ning, who fell to the ground, endured the severe pain and sighed secretly: "It was so dangerous. Fortunately, I reacted quickly." Yang Ning struggled and staggered up from the ground, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Yang Yingfeng, who was not far away, also had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't expect the eight-armed ape's attack to be so effective. He thought to himself: "It seems that tonight is extremely dangerous." Then he shouted, "Everyone can't take it lightly. You have all seen the strength of the eight-armed ape, so remember not to be distracted." Yang Yingfeng had just finished shouting, holding up the steel knife, and taking advantage of this gap, he also swung the knife directly to the abdomen of the eight-armed ape.
Yang Zhen walked up to Yang Ning, supported Yang Ning, and patted Yang Ning's back with one hand to comfort Yang Ning.
Yang Qingjue also looked apologetic. After all, he was the one who made the remarks and distracted Yang Ning. Although Yang Ning resolved the crisis, his life was still hanging by a thread. Yang Ning suppressed the severe pain of the shock and smiled at Yang Qingjue, "Brother Qingjue, it's okay. You don't have to apologize. It's just a small injury. Just concentrate on killing the enemy." Yang Ning said, coughed a few times, and held the hand in his hand Not idle either. While Yang Qingjue blocked the sight of the eight-armed ape, he handed the short knife in his hand to Yang Zhen. Since Yang Qingjue was leaning sideways, the eight-armed ape could understand every move, otherwise Yang Ning would have given the dagger to Yang Qingjue. But in terms of the situation, Yang Ning had no choice.
Yang Ning patted Yang Zhen's hand and motioned for him to sit aside and rest.
Yang Zhen saw Yang Ning giving the dagger to him, and looked towards the field. He found that the eight-armed ape had not noticed that the dagger had changed hands. Seeing that the eight-armed ape was still staring at Yang Ning, he felt relieved. He walked past Yang Ning's eyes and came to the field.
Roar.
The eight-armed ape kept staring at the dagger in Yang Ning's hand until Yang Zhen walked by and found that the dagger in Yang Ning's hand was gone, and looked at Yang Ning suspiciously. At the same time, Yang Yinghui's steel knife accurately landed on the wound on the abdomen of the eight-armed ape. As the saying goes, old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added. The eight-armed ape let out a scream. Although the steel knife in Yang Yinghui's hand could not break through the body of the eight-armed monkey, and even had some signs of curling, the short fang knife cut through the skin of the eight-armed monkey, and Yang Yinghui's steel knife fell on it again, The wound on the abdomen of the eight-armed monkey became even larger.
The eight-armed ape screamed and swept an arm across the air, sending Yang Yinghui flying away before he could retract his sword.
Bang. Yang Yinghui met the same fate as Yang Ning. However, in terms of the degree of injury, Yang Ning's was obviously much more serious. After all, Yang Ning had just received a spiritual attack from the eight-armed ape. But Yang Yinghui was just swept away by the eight-armed ape in a hurry.
Regardless of the pain in his body, Yang Yingfeng turned over and joined the battle again. The eight-armed ape swept away Yang Yinghui and saw another flash of sword light. Yang Yingfeng's steel knife that followed was about to land on the wound. However, the eight-armed ape reacted very quickly. He turned sideways and Yang Yingfeng's steel knife missed. .
The eight-armed ape looked at the several humans in front of him angrily, his eyes scanning the eight people from time to time, as if hoping to find the short knife just now, but after scanning for several times, nothing was found. The face of the eight-armed ape was extremely ferocious, and a deep roar came from its mouth. It seems to be telling his anger.
"Everyone, pay attention." Yang Yingfeng's attack failed, and he dodged and came to the side of the eight-armed ape.
"Don't give it a chance to breathe." Yang Yingfeng was secretly shocked when he saw that the eight-armed ape had been injured but could still react so quickly. They were also secretly calculating in their minds. It seemed that the strength of the second-level ferocious beast was currently too powerful for the eight of them. Although the strategy had achieved results, its counterattack power was actually so powerful. Power, it seems that the damage just now has no effect on it. Yang Yingfeng couldn't help but secretly sigh, the vitality of the second-level ferocious beast is really tenacious.
Except for Yang Ning, all eight people have joined the battle circle at this moment. Yang Yingfeng and Yang Qingjue are in charge of the front, while Yang Yinghui and Yang Ping'an on the flanks are constantly harassing them. Yang Hun and Yang Lin are behind them for sneak attacks, interfering with the judgment of the eight-armed ape at any time. Yang Zhen attacks while roaming, and is always ready to give him a fatal blow.
The blood-red figure was tightly surrounded by seven people, not daring to be careless in the slightest. The blood on the ground stained a large area of land red, and blood was still gushing from the wound on the abdomen. The steel knives in the hands of the seven people no longer have any edge to speak of.
Yang Yingfeng was also horrified. He didn't expect that the body of this eight-armed ape was so powerful that it could no longer be measured by an ordinary steel knife. Yang Yingfeng glanced at the curled steel knife in his hand, and a feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. After half an hour of fierce fighting, the eight-armed ape's vitality did not weaken at all. And at this moment, the eight-armed ape is already wary of the tusk dagger. During this period, Yang Zhen tried several times without success, and was even almost injured by the eight-armed ape again. At this moment, Yang Zhen was also terrified.
The eight steel-like long arms are waving, attacking or defending without any slowdown. But during this period, the eight-armed ape did not activate its blue spiritual power, which surprised Yang Yingfeng and the others.
Canglang.
A sound rang out.
The steel knife in Yang Yingfeng's hand was finally overwhelmed and broke.
