Grass bag evil phoenix dance for nine days

第191章 五阶风狼
Comparing physical strength with monsters is obviously the most stupid thing, so Fan Tianluo also wanted to make a quick decision, and immediately put away the Phoenix feather spear, replaced it with a jade evil stick, and fiercely fought against the three fire wolves with a violent blue light Joint defenses rock hard together.

The cyan light and the red flame mixed together, it was really dazzling, Fan Tianluo snorted coldly, seeing the three beasts were already retreating, she was overjoyed, and immediately held her breath, the fighting spirit poured into the Yusha stick again, Silvery white flashed in the blue light, and finally broke through the red flame under Fan Tianluo's delighted eyes. After the flame made a creaking sound, it exploded directly.

The three fire wolves were immediately aroused by the fighting spirit, and they smashed into countless tree trunks backwards, with bloodstains on their bodies, and fell to the ground with no breath.

Fan Tianluo quickly arrived in front of them, and the eyes of the three fire wolves finally showed fear. These monsters were still a little intelligent. After knowing that they were not Fan Tianluo's opponent, the three wolves ran away in three places with their last breath.

"Damn! It's too cunning!" Brahma Luoyu swung his stick, and the fire wolf in the middle shot out his brains, and a green magic core appeared. Fantianluo didn't even want to put it in the silver cup. Squinting his eyes, he quickly chased after a fire wolf that was bleeding profusely.

After a while, I finally saw the injured fire wolf collapsed by a big tree due to excessive consumption, but it seemed to sense the approaching danger from behind. In desperation, it immediately raised its head and howled. The miserable and loud wolf The howling sound drifted away in the forest, and the fire wolf fleeing to the other side also let out a shrill wolf howling sound.

Fan Tianluo was startled, wolves are pack animals, this guy won't attract a large pack of wolves for her, right?
Thinking of this, his eyes turned hard, and the Yusha Cudgel was turned down again, directly killing the fire wolf.

"Sister, run away, the fifth-level wind wolf is coming to you!" Little Bodhi's voice sounded in her heart. Although Little Bodhi is not in her body now, the connection between the two after the contract is still there, as long as it is not too much. Even though it's far away, it can still be sensed.

"What!" Fan Tianluo turned pale with fright, and ran away in a hurry, and the target was naturally Great Mentor Lan Zhe.

A fifth-order monster, that is a holy-level strength, even Lan Zhe has to avoid the edge for a while, I really didn't expect these three damn fire wolves to find such a powerful rescuer.

"Wow!" A howling wolf resounded from behind Fan Tianluo. The distance seemed to be far away, but it seemed to be approaching very quickly.

"Tianluo!" Master Lan Zhe shouted over there, obviously aware that Fantianluo was in danger.

"Teacher, run, the fifth-order wind wolf is coming!" Fan Tianluo's cry was also screaming, and her small face had become extremely ugly. Sure enough, not just anyone can come to this forest.

Lan Zhe's body flew up into the air, blocking the sun with his hands and looking towards Fantianluo, he was so frightened that his soul almost jumped out of his body, a cyan light behind her was catching up with the speed of a meteor.

With a movement of his feet, the figure flitted out, hoping that he would arrive earlier than the fifth-order monster.

But things often don't go as expected, the blue light arrives in the blink of an eye, and it shoots down directly towards Fan Tianluo's fleeing figure in a parabolic posture.

Fan Tianluo felt an extremely powerful coercion from behind her head, panic emerged in her heart, and the breath of death became stronger and stronger. Did she just die in this forest this time?
"Boom!" A loud impact resounded through the sky, and Lan Zhe, who was in mid-air, trembled in his heart, and his figure came down from mid-air, shouting in a mournful voice: "Tianluo!"

(End of this chapter)