Chapter 7179

Ye Wuwei slowly approached, with a trace of blood in the air. There was a cloud of fog in front of the dark hole. He went to the hole and gently pushed aside the vines hanging on the hole.

All of a sudden, a cold air came to him, and ye Wuqian stepped back a few steps. He was still dizzy by the disgusting gas. He shook his head vigorously. Before he recovered his eyesight, he felt something rushing towards him.

Ye Wuqi instinctively uses his arm, a sticky thing around his arm, with the disgusting sound of water wriggling.

Ye Wuxu's eyesight has not been restored, so he can only shake his arm forcefully. Who knows that thing is tough, and he can't get rid of it. In a short time, the thing entangled in his waist, and there was a tendency to climb up (temporarily considered to be climbing). Ye Wuqi felt sick and groped for the dagger, pulled it out, and stabbed it fiercely.

That thing to eat pain, suddenly a strange cry from the leaf without lack of body slide down. Ye Wumian rolled to one side, and his eyesight gradually returned to normal. He looked around, but there was no trace of the monster. The fog of the cave was still around, and the air around was still bloody.

Ye Wuque bowed his head and spit, and suddenly saw that thing.

It's an indescribable thing. If you insist on describing it, it's like a pool of black liquid spread on the ground. It doesn't have any shape, so it has all kinds of shapes. It flows and moves at a very fast speed. In this moment, it "flows" to the foot of leaf without defect.

"What kind of thing..." Ye Wuqi is a little shocked. After the shock, there is a burst of nausea. He touched the monster with his foot, and the monster stuck to his foot. "Shit Ye Wuqi endured nausea to catch it, and the monster fell down on his face. For a moment, ye Wuque couldn't breathe. He grabbed the monster and pulled it down with his hands.

The monster was pulled down by him, but miraculously recovered. Ye Wuqi looked stunned and stood there, the monster did not give him time to breathe and daze, straight forward to come up.

Ye Wuqi quickly chopped with his knife. With a flash of "brush", the monster was cut in two and fell to the ground. Like two black streams of water, the monster moved closer to the middle and quickly integrated into one.

Ye Wuque was stunned. The heart said that the monster's knife could not be cut to death. It could be broken into two parts and could be combined. What is this thing?

Ye Wuque is thinking of a way to eliminate the spirit of the beast. Suddenly, a roar came from behind: "get out."

The spirit of the beast in front of him was frightened by the roar, and moved to the nearby trees and disappeared.

Ye Wumian looked back and saw an upright animal spirit three times the size of his own body standing behind him. The animal spirit looked like a human being, with a pair of copper bell big eyes, but only a small white spot in the pupil. The animal spirit was strong and walked upright like a human. Ye Wuqi still needs to look up at it.

"I'm afraid I'm not a fool for such a big man..." Ye Wuque silently make complaints about it.

The monster didn't pay attention to him, but then roared at ye Wumian's back, expelling the small beasts. It seems that I want to compete with ye wumi.

"Are you the bait?" Ye Wuwei asked, in fact, he had the answer in his heart.

The beast did not answer, but looked at him with cold eyes.

Ye Wuwei nodded, "come on."

The beast spirit named Baier took a breath of air from his mouth, waved his huge claws and hit Ye Wuxiang. This time, he came to Ye Wuxiang with a strong wind. Ye Wuqian dodged and could just avoid the huge claw. As soon as he made a force at his feet, he leaped into the air, and the fire dragon in his palm rushed to the beast spirit. The beast spirit did not get angry but laughed. He slapped ye Wuque on the ground, and the fire dragon was hit by him In the woods, there is no lack of leaves. When you turn your head, the forest is suddenly ablaze.

A stream of fishy sweet liquid went straight to his throat. Ye Wuxiang knew what it was. He bit his teeth and swallowed it. His stomach was burning with convulsions. The beast spirit must have hurt his internal organs just now. Ye Wuxiang thought that he was really a second-order animal spirit.

He stood up again. In this moment, ye Wuqian suddenly had a kind of warrior like pride. In fact, he was also a kind of warrior.

"Damn it..." Ye Wuqian scolded and drew out the knife from his waist. It was two feet long and flashed cold light. The bait seems quite good. Interested, with his big head tilted, ye Wuqian looked for the right moment and raised his knife to chop at the beast spirit's waist. "Dang", the knife was actually cut off!

The broken blade flew into the woods and nailed into the tree trunk. Ye Wuxiang is also shocked to numb the tiger's mouth. This knife is pure beautiful and useless. There is not even a trace of wound on the beast spirit's body.

Ye Wuqi looks at the half knife and suddenly has an idea.

He started to retreat and run away. Seeing that he was going to retreat, the beast spirit was furious. He took a step to keep up with ye Wuwu, who circled several circles. When the beast was fully focused on chasing him, he led it to the tree where the knife was inserted. Before the spirit could react, he stepped on the tree, and then the tree trunk kicked out the broken knife with one foot and hit the broken half of the knife Flying to the beast.

The beast was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by a knife. He stepped back a few steps and began to cough violently.Ye Wuhua falls to the ground and looks at his achievements with pride. Suddenly a cold on his neck, a green hand on his shoulder.

Ye Wuqi looks back. A little ghost hand smiles at him and punches him in the face.

Ye Wu's head fell back, and suddenly felt the whirling of the earth. The one eye that was beaten was in agony. He covered his eyes and swore: "can you do such a sneak attack? Do you want to be shameless? "

"Did I send you here? I'll have enough of this kind of minion. Get out of here. " The cold way of beast spirit.

Ye Wuwei could see that he wanted to cough very much, but Shengsheng resisted it. Ye Wuqi suddenly admired the spirit of the beast, but he didn't show it.

The kid took a sad look at the bait, and slowly climbed down the tree and retreated.

"Brush!" Another palm, with a strong wind, hit ye Wumian's body. He flew out like a leaf and hit the tree trunk hard. When he landed, he finally spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Ye Wuxiang gets up and stares at the beast. The beast spirit sneered and finally said the first word to him.

"With this skill, don't come out and mix up. It's disgraceful."

Ye Wumian's heart was burning with anger. He took a hard look at the beast, but he couldn't help it. Just when he was sad, he suddenly saw the burning trees nearby, which had become a small fire. He bit his teeth and another thought came into his mind.

The knife will not die. Can it be burned? Like a snake.

Ye Wumian pressed his hand on the ground, and his blood was walking on the upper reaches of the ground. The underground fire was brought up by him, and it burst into a flame with the surrounding trees, and gradually formed a circle, which surrounded him and the spirit of the beast.

The spirit of the beast looked back and looked around, "do you want to burn me? It's not that easy. "

Ye Wuwei slowly stood up, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, tilted his head and laughed evil: "it's a big deal. We'll die together."

The spirit of the beast was nervous, and his eyes were fixed on the leaf. Ye Wuxiang approached him slowly, and suddenly attacked him with the half cut-off knife and the handle. The beast spirit counterattacked. As soon as he grasped the broken knife, ye Wuqian wanted this opportunity. He pretended to seize the knife, and the animal spirit held the knife tightly. With this strength, he stepped on the animal spirit's hand, stepped on its arm, and forced to jump, turning his waist and riding on the beast's neck.

The spirit of the beast roared and wanted to fall Ye Wuxiang down. Ye Wuque tightly grasped his ear, put a leg around the beast's neck and tightly held it, trying to suffocate him.

The spirit of the beast was furious, and his claws wanted to slap it off his neck. Ye Wuqian endured the pain that could break the bone. He pulled out the dagger from the gaiter of the other leg, and thrust it into the neck of the beast. A stream of blood came out from the edge of the knife, with hot air spurting leaves, without missing a face.

Ye Wuqi finally fell down, and he struggled to get up after a few rolls. Around is a sea of fire, the beast can not escape, crying out in pain, blood constantly gushing from its arteries, the trees around are stained with blood, burning more fiercely. The spirit of the beast covered his neck and looked at the leaves with angry eyes: "I killed you."

"Hum" Ye Wuqian sneered, "you think about how to save your life." Even though he is a man of bad fortune, he is sure of it now.

The beast spirit's whole body began to fire. It screamed at Ye Wuxiang, who instinctively wanted to escape, but had no strength, and he himself was hurt badly. The monster easily threw him on the ground, and his two big hands held his neck. Ye Wuque struggled with his life. The monster was so powerful that he couldn't get rid of it. The dagger was still stuck in the animal spirit's neck. Ye Wuque tried his best to get close to the beast spirit and bit the handle of the dagger with his teeth and pulled it out. Then, holding the dagger in his teeth, he raised his head abruptly and inserted the dagger into the eye of the beast.

"Ah -" a scream resounded through the sky. The spirit of the beast rolled down from ye Wuxiang's body and writhed on the ground in agony, and his face became very twisted, like a ferocious ghost crawling out of hell, but the fierce ghost had completely lost its attack power. Leaves without lack of struggle to stand up, all around the fire burned out, a gray black remnant branches withered leaves. The beast spirit called bait lost too much blood and was on the verge of death. Ye Wuqi stepped forward and kicked, and the beast spirit tumbled down the cliff.

In the distance, the sun was setting slowly. Ye Wuxiang looked at the setting sun on the cliff. For the first time, he felt that as a soldier, victory could bring him blood and even forget his pain.