A quarter of an hour has passed since the start of the plan. At this time, the Luoyue Valley is filled with the mountains and sea of ​​fire, with crackling sounds everywhere, and thick smoke is rolling everywhere.

The martial arts venue was already illuminated. Mu Yang shrank in a small corner, his eyes fixed on him, always paying attention to the changes around him.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in from outside the door, and Mu Yang quickly shouted: "It's coming! Hurry up, do it!"

However, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi were still in place and had no intention of igniting the lead.

Wen Qian glanced at Mu Yang like she looked sideways, then walked to the figure and said, "Senior Brother Third, why are you here?"

Mu Yang rubbed his eyes and found that the person coming was actually Chen Gaolin!

"You big guy scared me. Why don't you watch the magic circle running here for good? I thought the werewolf was coming." Mu Yang stood up and complained with dissatisfaction.

Chen Gaolin said seriously: "There are others watching over the magic circle. Now this place is more important. Wang Liang asked me to come over and ensure that everything is foolproof."

It turned out that he came to support him. With this sentence, Mu Yang could finally rest assured. Chen Gaolin, like Wang Liang, is both the first generation of disciples. His strength is ranked among the disciples of Luoyue Valley. Not counting his own combat power, it should be no problem for these four people to work together to deal with werewolf.

After a change of thought, Mu Yang hid himself again, and Chen Gaolin also chose a position and was ready to fight at any time.

After almost a hundred breaths, the dog brother became serious and "Here you come."

"You smelled it?" Brother Dog had a sharp nose. This was something Mu Yang had seen before. Last time he saw a werewolf in Mengxi Pavilion. It was estimated that at that time, Brother Dog had already remembered its smell.

"Yes, it's coming soon, remind them."

"good."

Mu Yang tried to lower his voice, supported his hands on the corners of his mouth to form a trumpet shape, and shouted to the four of them: "Hey~ the werewolf is here~ prepare for it."

Although Mu Yang's voice was very small, in this quiet atmosphere, everyone was very nervous and even the breathing was particularly obvious. They naturally heard Mu Yang's reminder. The four of them looked at Mu Yang, nodded, and stared at the door.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air sounded from the door, and a huge black shadow rushed into the door and rushed to the arena!

Mu Yang hid behind the wall and could still hear the breath of the black shadow. Werewolf, here we are here!

At this time, in the entire Luoyue Valley, except for the martial arts field and necessary passages, shadow talismans were placed in all places. The werewolf was forced to take refuge.

But it never expected that this was the slaughterhouse prepared by Muyang for it!

Mu Yang's eyes were attracted by something on the werewolf's waist. It was an emerald green thing with half an arm size. Judging from the material and glass, Mu Yang was really familiar with it. "Isn't this the Lotus Lantern of the Three Holy Mothers?"

Brother Dog asked in confusion: "Are you sick again? Who are the Three Holy Mothers? What is the Lotus Lantern? This is obviously the Holy Fire Lotus Lantern."

"Oh yes, it should be the Holy Fire Lotus Lamp."

Huh!

At this moment, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi ignited the lead and ignited all the torches in the martial arts venue!

The martial arts field, which was originally illuminated by the fire, is brighter at this moment, and the fire sways, as if it can dispel all the demons in the world.

The werewolf was so scared that he shook his whole body by this sudden change. Before he could react, Chen Gaolin had already drawn his sword and slashed over.

Chen Gaolin's big sword has always been put into the sheath. Mu Yang had never seen him take action. Only then did he realize that there were more than a dozen spiritual patterns on the knife!

Chen Gaolin himself was also extremely strong. His short hair made him look very chic. His big sword waved in the fire, causing the werewolf to retreat step by step.

Wen Qian followed closely behind, with a long sword in one hand, and her sword energy was full of energy. Although she was a quiet girl, she was even more fierce than a wild beast when fighting, and her moves opened and closed, making Mu Yang's eyes hurt.

The werewolf was already frightened by the sudden light of fire. Before he could recover, he was attacked by the two of them. He did not investigate for a while and was scarred by the two of them. It roared and roared, and the most primitive blood was aroused. Purple mist appeared again on the wolf's claws, and they began to counterattack.

For a moment, swords and swords were shining, and the sound of metal collisions were endless. What Mu Yang did not expect was that the werewolf could turn the tables against the wind under the attack of the two?

Didn’t Wang Liang say that Chen Gaolin could beat the werewolf by himself? What’s the situation now?

Then at this moment, a purple light beam suddenly rushed towards Mu Yang!

"Damn!"

Mu Yang was shocked. Just fight well, don’t affect me, can you? Even if it’s an aftermath, it’s not something that a small spiritual vein realm can withstand!

Mu Yang wanted to curse her, but there was no time. She was about to be fucked out now.

In an emergency, it is better to ask yourself than to ask God and Buddha. Mu Yang pointed his right hand like a sword, and his spiritual power lingered, "The God of Burial of Dragons!"

A ball of light rushed towards the pillar of light.

boom!

There was a burst of explosions, and the Dragon Burial God's finger exploded, sparks shining everywhere, but the pillar of light disappeared.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, help!" Mu Yang blocked his arms in front of him. It was too late to escape at such a close distance.

At the critical moment, a figure blocked Mu Yang's body, forcing Mu Yang to block this attack.

This tall and generous back is so reliable in Mu Yang's eyes at this moment. He tried hard to squeeze out two tears. Mu Yang accused resentfully: "Wang Liang, you are finally here! I almost sacrificed my life for Luoyue Valley!"

"Sorry, I'm late."

Mu Yang lay on Wang Liang's shoulder. Looking at the battle situation on the stage, the werewolf had gradually suppressed the two of them. Chen Gaolin had scratched his claws by it. Wen Qian had no obvious scars on her body, but anyone could tell that her mood was extremely bad at this time. "Is the werewolf stronger? Why can't both of them take it?"

Wang Liang frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "They can't do it. They are all fellow disciples, probably because they hope it can restore their minds."

Mu Yang could understand that if he said this, Tang Kai was their friend for many years. Even though he became a werewolf, he caused huge losses to the sect, it would be a bit difficult to kill him.

Mu Yang pursed his lips and had another thought in his mind: "Wang Liang, you can control it first."

"Okay, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi, come together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Liang rushed to the stage, and dozens of sword shadows were accompanied by him!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Sword shadows flew out, limiting the werewolf's range of movement. At the same time, Zheng Zhong and Zheng Yi each carried a big hammer and fell from the sky!
Chapter completed!