Chapter 597

After about a cup of tea, although the silver haired demon wolf had not been caught up by the fifteen friars, it had fallen to the ground first, and its body was twitching.

Just as the silver wolf demon had just fallen, before the fifteen friars surrounded it, a group of friars of unknown origin suddenly came from the front.

Fortunately, however, the fifteen friars came to the silver wolf demon first, but the friars from the opposite side also beat the streamers.

Five of the fifteen monks stood in front and resisted the streamers with their shields, while the other ten took the life of the silver wolf demon and collected the silver wolf demon's body and the ginseng.

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At this time, Xiao Lingyu noticed that the friars who had just fought with the silver wolf demon for a long time were wearing armor that looked like iron, while the friars who came here at this time were wearing armor that looked like silver.

Now the two groups of people are standing face to face, giving people a completely different feeling. They are obviously not the same people.

"What do you mean?" one of the monks in armor asked angrily.

The other friars in silver armor quickly surrounded the iron friars, and then one person stood up and said, "leave the wolf king and the ginseng, or... Die!"

The man's answer not only changed the iron friars' faces, but also made Xiao Lingyu frown slightly.

"No, it's absolutely impossible. In order to kill the wolf king, more than ten people have died in lingu village. We deserve the wolf king and the ginseng!" an armored friar resolutely refused.

"Ha ha, if you don't give it, your loss will be greater." the silver friar smiled noncommittally.

There are thirty silver friars in good condition. Although their accomplishments are similar to those of iron friars, their advantages are absolutely obvious at this time.

The iron friars' faces were even lower and seemed to hesitate for a moment. A young iron friar suddenly shouted, "fight with them, even if they die, they won't be better!"

The cry of the young armored friars was followed by the response of most armored friars.

These iron friars fought to the end and paid such a heavy price to get the wolf king and the ginseng. Naturally, they would not be willing to take them out and give them to others. The words of the other silver friars not only made him feel oppressed, but also stimulated their dignity.

"The wolf king and the ginseng, we certainly won't give them to you for nothing, but..."

The armored friar first pretended to talk about conditions, but then suddenly shouted, "do it!"

The iron friars had a tacit understanding. Just as the word "do it", they raised their arms at the same time, shot out one by one, and roared at the silver friars opposite.

Although the silver friars were also on guard, those crossbows and arrows came too fast, and the distance between the two sides was very close. It was inevitable that some of them were shot out of guard. On the spot, the head of a silver friar was shot and exploded, and two others were shot through their chest.

"Die!"

The smile on the head's silver armor Friar's face suddenly disappeared, but it seemed a little ferocious. He angrily said, "kill! Leave none!"

More than twenty silver friars who were not hit immediately took out their own blades and a silver shield, and rushed to the iron friars.

Silver friars have a great advantage in terms of number and state. They have just rushed to kill two heavily injured iron friars in less than two breathing times.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Lingyu jumped out of his hidden bushes and flew into the battlefield. A cold light flashed, the silver moon's broken knife drew an arc, and the head of a silver friar was already flying high.

The long hole of a silver Friar's gun was about to pierce an iron Friar's chest, but he stabbed out the arm of the long gun, but it was cut off by a cold light.

A silver Friar's long knife was about to cut on an iron Friar's head, but his abdomen was pierced by a broken knife, and the divine baby in his Dantian was mercilessly dispersed at the next moment.

After entering the battlefield, Xiao Lingyu began to help the iron friars defend. He was in good condition. He was as uncertain as a ghost in the crowd. One by one, the silver friars fell in a pool of blood.

After killing nearly ten silver friars, Xiao Lingyu felt that such killing was not conducive to his future plans, so he slowed down and gave those silver friars who had noticed their existence a chance to hit themselves.

What makes Xiao Lingyu depressed is that these silver friars seem to be arrogant, but none of their weapons can break their own body defense. Originally, Xiao Lingyu was going to keep a low profile and let himself suffer some skin trauma, but the attack power of those silver friars is a little too weak.

However, the silver armor friars couldn't break it, but Xiao Lingyu himself could. While he was walking quickly, he made several blood marks on himself with the silver moon breaking knife, and then he soon stained his whole body with blood.

Blood stained the whole body, he still acted like the wind, looking like a bloody warrior.

In the eyes of those armored friars, they are naturally extremely grateful and admired. Of course, the armored friars are also very curious. The friars who suddenly appear don't look like people in their own village. How can they help them?

The emergence of Xiao Lingyu naturally reversed the situation. After the group of silver friars left more than 20 bodies, all the remaining people fled in a hurry.

There were only twelve iron friars left, and they were all scarred and in a depressed state. However, they still forced their shaky bodies to move closer to Xiao Lingyu and wanted to thank them first.

But when those armored friars just came around, the people they wanted to thank fell down first.

Twelve iron friars surrounded Xiao Lingyu who pretended to be unconscious in the center. After they looked and looked, they determined that Xiao Lingyu was definitely not from their village, and one of them said, "he should be seriously injured, and he may not have eaten for many days. We have to carry him back to the village to heal, or he will die here."

Naturally, this man's proposal was agreed by all the iron friars. They first carried Xiao Lingyu away from the battlefield, and then found a place to barbecue some meat. As soon as the state began to recover, they carried Xiao Lingyu to travel outside the dense forest as fast as they could at this time, He kept dropping some fresh juice into Xiao Lingyu's mouth all the way.

Although the twelve people had done their best, they would always be blocked by some wolf demons along the way. It took them five days to return to the gate of the valley.

"Open the door, open the door, we're back!" an armored friar patted the big iron door and shouted eagerly.

When the other group of armored friars came back, they had long been found by the friars guarding on the top of the mountain around the valley, so the gate was soon opened.

After the gate was opened, the two young monks greeted them. Their faces were not very happy. They didn't seem to welcome the strong men back to their home. Moreover, one of them pointed to Xiao Lingyu lying on a stretcher without expression and asked: "I don't remember this person in your team, and I don't remember who he is from lingu village. Do you want to bring him in?"

An armored friar replied, "Xi Wei, you can rest assured that this man has become like this to save our lives. We carried him into the village to heal his wounds, just to repay his kindness."