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The knife was like a hazy aerial sword, flying backwards quickly, and shouting in his mouth: "No, what's the matter with this guy, why did he start spitting fire?"

In the roar, a raging fire broke out in the jungle, and in the green smoke, the big bird was violent, chasing and killing the knife.

Although the big bird can't fly, but between the flapping of its wings, it moves extremely fast, flutters its wings twice, and kills the knife Ruhao in a few steps, the big wings flash, and a cyan cold light is thrown out, and the momentum sinks vigorously, slashing towards the knife like a hazy.

The knife was like a hazy and did not dare to take it hard, and in the strange scream, he had to retreat again.

Seeing the embarrassed sword, the faces of the masters of the following sects showed strange expressions.

This strange bird was not worth mentioning in front of Fang Yun, and it was killed on the spot without the strength to fight back, but when it came to the knife like a hazy, it turned into a flood beast, I rely on it, and the knife was like a hazy only had the ability to parry.

The so-called one knife and two sections are easy to handle, and it has become a joke completely.

Holding his hands, Fang Yun stood in the distance, looking at the battlefield, and said loudly: "Hey, you need to solve the battle quickly, otherwise, the movement is too big, and it will attract more strange beasts to come over." ”

The knife was suddenly red-faced, and he dodged the fire spit out by the big bird in the air, and roared loudly angrily: "Hey your sister, don't hurry up and help, Lao Tzu dog bites the hedgehog, and there is nowhere to ...... it."

Zhong Keyi shook his head slightly, pointed forward with the dust in his hand, and with a bang, many vines appeared on the ground and wrapped around the big feet of the big bird.

Mo Leng gently drove the lotus flower, and snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the sea of fire in front of the knife.

A sword light descended from the sky and slashed towards the neck of the great bird.

The big knife with a hazy knife finally found an opportunity, and it flew like a knife, and slashed down fiercely on the chest of the big bird.

Several people joined forces, each showing their magical powers, and the means were gorgeous.

In Fang Yun's heart, a feeling of ice and fire swelled up, on the one hand, Fang Yun sighed at the strength of several companions, whether it was the sword technique, or the sword and stick technique, they were all quite sharp.

Mo Leng and Zhong Keyi's Dao Technique is also extremely lethal, and the casting speed is extremely fast.

It can be seen that these are all real masters, and in their previous lives, they are definitely the best among the monks of the same level.

But on the other hand, Fang Yun, who was watching with his hands in his hands, secretly shook his head and shrugged his shoulders at this time, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his heart.

The strength of these masters in front of them is not weak, but the real combat experience is not bad, the consumption of moves is large, and the sound and light effects are good, but the bells and whistles are not practical.

With this level of actual combat, if you want to open up the source of the three rivers, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

As Fang Yun expected, the four of them shot one after another, and their moves were extremely powerful, making the big birds scream, but the real attack effect was unexpectedly poor.

The big bird violently tore off the vines on its legs, and one wing flew the ice lotus snowflakes, and with a crisp sound, it pecked away the flying sword of the little sword king, and the other wing swept away the knife like a fly.

Fang Yun killed the big bird easily and simply, but at this time, he turned into an extremely ferocious giant monster, with one enemy and four enemies, without showing weakness, fighting with a sound and impressive, mighty and incomprehensible, extremely difficult to fight.

She Rushan couldn't see it, threw out a Dao Fu Seal, participated in the battle, and fought for more than an hour, and several masters worked together to kill the big bird in the jungle.

Floating on the ground, gasping slightly, several masters looked at each other, no comparison, no gap, no comparison, no harm.

The same big bird, Ren Fangyun rode alone, it only took a quarter of an hour to get it, yes, everyone came, and they fought for so long, what is this called?

This feeling is how uncomfortable and uncomfortable it is.

Thinking about everyone's contempt for Fang Yun not long ago, as well as the idea of watching jokes and wanting to get rid of Fang Yun with the hands of strange beasts, I couldn't help but have a clown-like feeling.

How embarrassing it is to be!

Zhong Ke exhaled a long breath, his eyes flashed, he looked at Fang Yun, and said slowly: "Dao You's clever eyesight, such powerful strength and control, admiration and admiration. ”

Fang Yun leaned against the tree, shrugged his shoulders and said: "My understanding, in the process of clearing the wasteland, we must constantly strengthen our individual strength, so that we can go to the end, this bird is the spirit of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, its hard work can condense the true qi and expand the dantian, its eyes can be detonated with special techniques, it can be called a thunderbolt, and its stomach pouch crystals can quickly restore the true qi, if you don't use it, then let me ......."

The knife was like a hazy eyes widened angrily, and he roared loudly: "Don't be a bastard, shit, Lao Tzu fought to the death to get this strange bird, how can you not use it, boy, lend me your strange pipe......"

After a while, the knife was fishy in his mouth, drenched in blood, full of ambition, and laughed: "Not bad, not bad, the taste is good, the effect is even better, Lao Tzu has made a lot of money now, who will disembowel." ”

The four eyes of the big bird, no one took it, several masters had the Dao Law in their bodies, and there was no shortage of thunderbolts, and in the end, Fang Yun went up and took it into his pocket.

Mo Leng planned to collect the aura crystals.

Fang Yun said a big truth on the side, "This crystal is almost the bladder stone of the big bird, it is the gathering of spiritual qi for many years, but the hardness is very high, and it needs to be urged to refine the true qi......"

Bladder stones? Mo Leng suddenly felt bad, frowned and flew away, but She Rushan didn't care much about this, studied Fang Yun, took away the spiritual energy crystals, but threw the stomach pouch on the ground casually.

Fang Yun was like a scavenger, picking up this stomach bag again.

Cleaning up the battlefield and hitting the road again, the atmosphere of the team became quite eerie.

The original oil bottle may not be simple, which makes everyone quite surprised, the big bird that everyone thought was a weak chicken turned into a difficult monster, which made everyone quite uncomfortable, so the question is, should everyone continue to be strong and work hard to kill? Or let Fang Yun easily destroy it.

The team fell silent, and after less than ten minutes of marching, another big bird rushed out.

This time, Fang Yun went up to engage in the battle, and explained the main points of the battle to his companions: "Any foreign beast, there is a specific distance to launch an attack, after the big bird meets the enemy, it will inhale around five zhang, ready to breathe fire, close to five zhang, suddenly accelerate, can disrupt its spell casting rhythm......"

In Fang Yun's explanation, there was already no danger, he got close to the big bird, and struck the big bird in the abdomen with a palm: "This position, at this moment, happens to be the key part of its spell casting, a palm hit can not only interrupt its spell, but also make its center of gravity unbalanced, and it has to instinctively adjust with its wings, so that it falls into a chain of passive states, one in a row, two in a row......"

With Fang Yun's explanation, this big bird, without any suspense, fell to the ground again, failed to have any chance to fight back, and was killed on the spot.

The seven masters compared the results of the battle, and an extremely strange expression appeared on their faces, and Dao Ruhao lowered his voice and said: "This kid is a freak, damn, what he said seems easy, but Lao Tzu may not be able to do it well!"

Zhishan raised his palms and said with great admiration: "The Buddha has a technique, the name is the Spirit Finger, the effect is to pull the direction of the opponent's spell casting, interrupting the rhythm of the opponent's spell casting, Fang Yun's method of battle seems simple, but it is an extremely effective way, leading the nose of the bird, and finally to achieve the goal in front of him, except admiration, there is nothing to say." ”

Fang Yun took it as a remark, packed up his resources, stood up and said: "According to the classical records, the bird has a domain, and a mountain does not allow two birds, however, the bird has a king, and it will respond to a hundred calls, which means that on the top of the mountain in front of us, there will be a powerful king, our best way, the normal way to pass the test, is to first remove the ordinary big birds in this mountain, and then destroy the king of the mountain, think about it, this is the first level of the source of the three rivers." ”

And the king of the king, who can summon the younger brother, is quite a headache.

Zhong Keyi pondered for a moment and asked, "Then how many of these big birds will there be?" ”

Fang Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know how many there will be, but judging from the scale of this mountain, it should be no less than a hundred." ”

In the previous life, in the secret realm of the source of the three rivers, the total number of birds would hover between one hundred and two hundred, but this time it is the source of the three rivers, so I don't know if this law is applicable.

More than a hundred? Thinking about the battle that everyone had just fought, everyone's brows were deeply furrowed, there were many such big guys, and they surrounded them, but they couldn't finish eating and walked away.

Dao Ruhao shrugged and said, "Can we ignore him and just fly over?"

Fang Yun shrugged, did not speak, and looked at the sky with his eyes, as if there were flowers in the sky.

Dongfang Yichen said loudly: "No, the fundamental meaning of clearing the wasteland is to get rid of the strange beasts that are causing chaos in the source of the three rivers, and only by getting rid of all the foreign beasts can we finally complete the task and achieve the goal." ”

Dao Ruhao said angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu just wants to go back alive now." ”

Zhong Ke looked at Fang Yun who was leaning against the tree, and suddenly asked, "Fang Yun, if we follow your command, how long will it take to get rid of the big bird, and can we defeat the king of the dragon?"

The others looked at Zhong Keyi in surprise, did they make a mistake? Do you want everyone to listen to the command of the little guy who is the weakest and can't fly?

Is it possible?