"this......"
Yang Qing's eyes flashed slightly, how did Zhang Yuanfang know that he was here under the order of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint.
His heart moved, and he turned around to see that Liu Yue'e, who was usually heroic and dashing, had a slightly awkward expression on her face at this time, and he immediately understood.
It turned out that Liu Yue'e told Zhang Yuanfang.
But as a result, his thoughts of getting ready were immediately forgotten.
If he escapes from the battlefield, I am afraid that the Dragon Riding Martial Saint will not spare him lightly.
Especially when he saw that the soldiers who had just been rescued by him and regained their mobility had already worshiped him as a god, and their eyes were full of hope when they looked at him.
"Yes, the Martial Saint did give orders. As long as we can hold on for three hours, he can come over."
Yang Qing stood in front of everyone and said decisively.
The Dragon-riding Martial Saint said in his dream at that time that he was now in southern Xinjiang and could not make it over.
If you encounter a crisis, just shout his name in your heart, San Crazy Taoist, and you will be safe.
However, when you really encounter a crisis, how can others in southern Xinjiang save you?
At this point, he could only make up an excuse.
They will definitely not be able to hold on for three hours under the hands of the Witch God's clone. At that time, no one can see the hope of survival, so they will naturally find ways to escape.
When the time comes, I take action and save as many people as possible, which can be regarded as fulfilling the Martial Saint's entrustment.
"Another three hours?"
Everyone looked at Yang Qing with strange eyes, and couldn't help but begin to doubt the gold content of Yang Qing's words.
Just now, Zhang Yuanfang used three hours to trick everyone into persisting until now.
Just as everyone was analyzing the authenticity of what Yang Qing said, behind the Icefield Snow Wolf, Beimang National Master Hong Yan slowly walked out, looking at everyone with a cold expression, speaking in strange tones, and occasionally making bursts of The arrogant laughter, pointing at everyone, seemed to be saying something.
It's just that most people couldn't understand what he said. Looking at his exaggerated actions, coupled with his right arm drooping to one side, it was indescribably funny.
"What is he saying?"
After Imperial Master Hong Yan finished speaking, Yang Qing frowned and asked Zhang Yuanfang at the side.
Because he found that after hearing Hong Yan's voice, only Zhang Yuanfang frowned, and the others all had expressionless faces.
"He said that as the most trusted servant of the Witch God, he can give us a chance to surrender to the Witch God."
Zhang Yuanfang translated.
As the saying goes, know yourself and the enemy and you will be victorious in every battle. As the governor of Jizhou, he naturally needs to understand the language of Beimang.
"Are you going to become a servant of the Witch God like him?"
Yang Qing said disdainfully: "I am in contact with the Martial Saint, and I am only using the courtesy of a junior. He, the Witch God, is nothing!"
"And make us his servants?"
"Lao Zhang, tell him!"
Zhang Yuanfang frowned. What he originally thought was that if what Yang Qing said was true, he should be conceited and wait until three hours later.
Who would have thought that this guy would curse directly without fear of angering the Witch God's clone?
Yang Qing and Liu Yue'e are really a family, and they are really arrogant.
'Perhaps Master Yang wants to use the name of Martial Saint to scare away this witch god clone! '
Zhang Yuanfang thought of this and translated it truthfully.
"court death!"
National Preceptor Hong Yan was furious. The other party dared to belittle the Witch God's clone in this way. He simply did not know how to live or die.
Before he could tell the witch god clone beside him, the huge ice snow wolf had turned into a phantom and rushed towards Zhang Yuanfang.
'Yang Qing scolded you, why did you come to me? '
Zhang Yuanfang couldn't figure out why the Witch God's clone came towards him.
Fortunately, he didn't speak Beimang's language, and Yang Qing secretly thought it was a fluke.
"not good!"
Liu Yue'e flashed and arrived in front of Zhang Yuanfang first. As her true energy circulated, her thin and lotus-like arms suddenly became thicker, and then she slapped out her palms fiercely.
At the same time, Yang Qing also circulated Haoran's righteousness and uttered four words: "Heavy as a mountain!"
In mid-air, a majestic mountain peak with a height of thousands of feet appeared out of thin air, and it hit the ice wolf heavily.
When Hong Yi and Hong Ren saw this scene, they also looked at each other. Knowing that it was a matter of life and death, they no longer hesitated. They formed seals at the same time and shouted: "Golden Wheel of Mantra!"
As the two people's mana merged together, a mini golden light wheel appeared in the middle of their palms.
Mini golden nimbus floated into the air, and the movement of all objects began to slow down wherever it was illuminated by the light of the golden nimbus.
This is the secret of the Mantra Gate, the Golden Wheel of Mantra.
Xin Xuanji and Pang Qinglong also attacked with all their strength at this time, slashing out two sword lights that spanned a hundred feet, not seeking merit, but seeking to stop the movement of the ice wolf for a moment.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the mountain summoned by Yang Qing was the first to hit the body of the Ice Wolf. However, the Ice Wolf only shook its hair and shattered the huge mountain.
Countless rocks were flying around, but the ice wolf didn't even lose a single hair.
The light of the swords struck by Xin Xuanji and Pang Qinglong fell on the Icefield Snow Wolf. Even the layer of pale white light around the Icefield Snow Wolf did not penetrate. It was frozen by the cold air carried by the Snow Wolf, and the entire sword was frozen. Light freezes.
The terrifying cold air continued to flow upstream along the sword light, directly freezing Xin Xuanji and Pang Qinglong into two transparent ice withers!
Facing Liu Yue'e's pair of fleshy palms, the ice snow wolf raised its claws and slapped them hard. The terrifying force directly shattered Liu Yue'e's palms. At the same time, the giant palm fell and smashed Liu Yue'e into the body. into the ground.
Liu Yue'e spurted several mouthfuls of blood in succession, and with just one claw, all her bones were shattered into pieces.
The injury to the chest and heart has not fully recovered, and now another serious injury has been added.
In a short period of time, even taking action became a luxury for her.
And just when the ice snow wolf opened its mouth and was about to swallow Zhang Yuanfang into its belly, the mini golden light wheel slowly floated over.
A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the dire snow wolf, and he was about to blow out a breath of cold air from his mouth to freeze the small golden nimbus.
However, before the ice wolf could breathe out the cold air, the small golden light wheel shone brightly. Wherever the golden light shone, the movement speed of all objects suddenly became slower.
Even the ice dire wolf seemed to be affected by the speed of its mouth. It hesitated for a moment before continuing to bite down.
However, it was this breath that Yang Qing seized as an opportunity. He pointed his left hand at Zhang Yuanfang and his right hand at the battlefield where soldiers were fighting in the distance. He followed his words and said loudly: "Switch the sky for the sun!"
As a strong wind blew by, Zhang Yuanfang's figure instantly appeared next to Yang Qing, and where Zhang Yuanfang was standing, a panicked foreigner from Beimang appeared.
The ice snow wolf's bloody mouth suddenly fell down, and without any pause, it directly swallowed the Beimang foreigner into its belly.
As blood spattered from the wolf's mouth, the anger of the dire snow wolf also reached its peak at this moment.
"Ouch!"
The ice snow wolf looked up to the sky and howled, the violent sound waves were like substance, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye spread in all directions.
Wherever the sound wave passed, everything was blown away.
All the city walls in the north of Liaoxi County City also collapsed amid the roar.
As the sound wave passed by, the ruins of the fallen city wall were lifted directly into the air, and were decomposed into fly ash in the sound wave, completely disappearing.
Within a thousand feet nearby, all the monks below the third level were stripped of their flesh and blood in this sound wave, and died miserably.
Yang Qing's location was exactly the direction of Yinlang's main attack. Yang Qing was well prepared, his eyes widened, and he used all his strength to activate his aura of righteousness. He followed his words and shouted angrily like thunder: "Iron wall!"
A golden wall of light suddenly formed around him, all gathered by Haoran's righteousness, appearing extremely solid, firmly protecting himself and Zhang Yuanfang in the middle.
However, wherever the sound wave passed, the copper and iron walls formed by Haoran's righteousness shattered, and Yang Qing and Zhang Yuanfang, who were hiding behind the sound wave, were instantly blown away.
Yang Qing and Zhang Yuanfang fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
Just one move had already caused Yang Qing to be seriously injured.
Zhang Yuanfang even closed his eyes tightly, hanging with only one breath left.
The small golden halo that Hong Yi and Hong Ren offered also turned into little golden lights in the violent sound waves and dispersed directly.
The secret technique was broken, and the two of them spurted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. They were also slightly injured under this move.
In an instant, all six third-level masters were defeated by the Ice Wolf.
"Pap...pap..."
The ice snow wolf crossed the steps, crawling lightly on the snow, step by step, like the devil's claws, stepping on everyone's hearts.
Within three breaths, the Icefield Snow Wolf had already arrived in front of Yang Qing and Zhang Yuanfang.
A scarlet tongue protruded from the mouth, and drops of mucus dripped from the bloody mouth, hitting Yang Qing and Zhang Yuanfang.
Melt the ice and snow on both of them.
At this time, the dire snow wolf was not in a hurry. There was a trace of teasing in his cold eyes, and his tongue full of barbs slightly probed and licked the two of them gently.
Wherever the tongue passed, the clothes of the two people were licked into rags, and the skin instantly turned into a lake of flesh and blood. Countless pieces of meat were brought into the mouth by the dire snow wolf.
Zhang Yuanfang was unconscious. He could no longer feel the pain in his body and remained motionless.
Yang Qing kept rolling on the ground in pain, trying to escape, but was overwhelmed by the pressure of the dire wolf, unable to use the escape technique at all. He couldn't help but cursed angrily: "You bitch, if you have the guts, you can eat me. How can you be so humiliated?"
"You piece of shit, if you were left in our Daxuan, you would be eating shit and drinking urine every day!"
As soon as he said this, the Ice Wolf was immediately angered. Yang Qing dared to compare himself to Daxuan's watchdog.
I saw a stream of cold air blowing out from its mouth, which immediately froze the feet of Yang Qing and Zhang Yuanfang, making them unable to move.
"Husband!"
When Liu Yue'e saw this scene in the distance, she couldn't help but turn pale with fright. She wanted to struggle to climb out of the pit, but she couldn't muster any strength.
Just when the ice snow wolf was about to swallow Zhang Yuanfang and Yang Qing into its mouth like eating jelly beans, they saw golden light flashing in front of them, but it was Hong Yi and Taoist Hong Ren, both holding a small golden light wheel. He stood in front of Yang Qing and Zhang Yuanfang with a determined expression.
A trace of disdain flashed in its eyes. It had been delayed by the two men's golden wheels before, but because the main attack direction was not them. If it used a little force, there would be no life left for the two ants in front of it.
The ice snow wolf shook its head. As the holy beast of the Northern Wilds, after being refined into a clone of the Witch God, it had a trace of the Witch God's soul attached to it. Its head couldn't figure out that these two tiny ants obviously couldn't beat it, but they were a little uncomfortable. You are so self-conscious that you dare to provoke yourself again.
Why are they going forward one after another, standing in front of themselves?
Aren't they afraid of death?
Its blue eyes flashed for a while, and it quickly threw away its previous thoughts. As a clone, it had no right to think too much. But there was no reason to refuse the food that was put into its mouth. As a smelly wind spurted out of its mouth, it opened its bloody mouth and tried to swallow the four of them into its mouth.
And the golden light wheel emitted a rich golden light, which continued to shine on the ice snow wolf, but there was no reaction at all.
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This time, the Dire Wolf was well prepared.
Seeing this scene, Taoist Hong and Taoist Hongren's faces were filled with despair.
Especially when faced with the dire wolf's huge mouth, the two of them couldn't even fill the gap between its teeth.
The ice snow wolf's powerful pressure shocked the two of them, even if they wanted to escape, there was no chance at this time.
Faced with such a desperate situation, in which death was inevitable anyway, Hong Dao gritted his teeth and took a fierce step forward. While stamping his feet, he pointed the long sword in his hand at the huge ice wolf and uttered the true words: "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
At the same time, Yang Qing closed his eyes in despair and kept yelling in his heart: "Three crazy Taoists, save me!"
He Ping'an, who was meditating thousands of miles away, suddenly felt upset. He counted his fingers, his face changed, he couldn't help but patted his head, and said in annoyance: "Oh no, I forgot about this." !”
He picked up the purple gourd beside him and shook it casually twice.
In the purple gold gourd, the two magic powers of cold and heat were swirling, burning Hong Miao's soul that had been kept in the gourd to ashes.
Hongdao was wearing a red robe. In the infinite fear, her voice trembled, and the sword in her hand trembled with her voice.
However, at this moment, she discovered that the dire snow wolf in front of her seemed to have really stopped moving, its bloody mouth stagnating in mid-air, motionless.
"effective!"
Hongdao was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the words he yelled out in a panic under the desperate situation of life and death would actually have an effect.
She stamped her feet crazily again, her red robe fluttering in the wind as her body trembled, and then she roared: "Back off, back off, back off!"
Yang Qing, who was behind him, also trembled. Seeing that the shouting had an effect, he followed suit and began to stamp his feet crazily. He followed her words and shouted with her: "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
The voices of the two seemed to contain some mysterious power. As the voices fell, the dire wolf in front of them let out a huge howl, and then the huge body fell to the ground, hitting the snow. ,like a statue.
