After the second wave of beast tide, the villagers hurriedly cleared the battlefield, and while on guard, they were also discussing how to deal with monsters.

Three days later, the third wave of monsters came. Except for the increase in the number, there was no other change, and no trace of monsters was found.

After the end, Yun Feng looked at the surging blood and started to think about it.

"Anyway, it's ready-made blood. Don't want it for nothing. How can you make a monster cheaper!"

He sat on the wall, his fingers pressed against the outside of the wall, and while no one was paying attention, he condensed the prison seal on the ancient scroll of Tiansha, and cut off a small part of it before the blood flowed back.

Through the magic trick, Yun Feng felt that such a quantity of blood and energy was less than one-tenth of the demand, but he was even more looking forward to the power of the Heavenly Prison Finger.

At this time, the golden light shook suddenly in the hills in the distance, and I was furious: "Someone dares to steal my emperor's blood food. You are a fairy, I will kill you when all these blood energy is collected!"

The blood cocoon was covered again, and no one noticed the strangeness of the king.

People in the deserted village are also used to this kind of routine, but there is a small episode before the fourth wave comes.

A group of strange people arrived, and the leader called himself Yang Banxian. He claimed that as long as the village people came to provide a lot of food after the beast tide ended, the True Immortal Sect would provide help.

The village chief thought for a long time and finally agreed to the conditions. Now is a critical moment. They claim that the monks must be of extraordinary strength, and such helpers are definitely quite huge.

"Haha, the village chief brother is a sensible person. I, Yang Banxian, do what I say and will definitely take you through the difficulties!"

The village chief smiled awkwardly and suddenly became worried about the ability of these people.

But they soon confirmed their abilities. On the tenth day, a new wave of beasts arrived as expected.

Yang Banxian directed his disciples to use spiritual energy to control the crossbow tower. The spiritual energy wrapped around the crossbow arrows and penetrated through the beast group. The spiritual wind brought up could tear the body of the beast. The giant crossbow activated by the monk was indeed even more powerful.

The beast tide ended faster. Although Yun Feng was afraid of being discovered by these "monks", he still bit the bullet and stole some blood.

He thought to himself that these people looked less powerful than me, and he shouldn't notice it. As for the strength of the leader, he was not clear, but he didn't look very smart, so he shouldn't notice it.

The man in the mountains became more and more irritable. The little thief actually stole his tribute under his nose and sentenced Yun Feng to death in his heart.

"But this mission was completed quite quickly, and I didn't make me anxious. This group of stupid human race deserves praise for this."

The fifth wave came earlier, and arrived in the thirteenth day, but it was still an incompetent beast.

At this time, even the people in the deserted village couldn't help but feel depressed. Are there so many wild beasts in the Great Demon Mountain? It should have been almost done when they were killed five times in a row.

What about the monster beast? Could it be that I am afraid that the villagers should improve their strength as much as possible before attacking? It is really a stupid decision not to directly crush them on the first day. It should be said that they are worthy of being beasts.

On the night of the 14th, the beast tide came earlier, but it still lost.

On the 16th, the seventh wave of offensive was resolved, but at this time, bad news came.

The people in the town were completely distracted by the beast tide, and said that they would send scouts to investigate the situation before making a conclusion when they were free after a few days.

When the time is almost time to fight for the second time, there is no time to confirm slowly. Everyone gritted their teeth but could do nothing. However, as for the monks in the city, they came in a few days, I think it should be coming soon.

Finally, the seventeenth sunrise.

The prelude to despair begins!

"Haaa--If I followed the previous rules, the next wave wouldn't be here today, it would be like this day." The villager who had just changed into the wall yawned.

The person who was replaced knocked his shoulders and thighs and smiled and said, "How is that possible? According to your calculations, wouldn't there be no time to rest in the next wave?"

"Haha, this is really unsure."

Several waves of winning streaks made the confidence of the people in the deserted village swell, but a roar that followed extinguished their delusions.

"Roar!" A tiger roar from afar was swept straight into the street with strong wind.

From the perspective of the crowd in the deserted village, the source of the sound is just a blurry black dot in the distance.

The whistling sound penetrated the field, and the hot wind brought dispelled the last trace of sleepiness among everyone.

"No, it's really here. Is this a real monster?"

"The methods we prepared... are they really useful?"

The people in the deserted village were hurriedly cheering up, and the people who were just about to rest rushed back to their posts, and everyone's hearts were raised, because this could be said to be the real first wave of demons.

The alarm bell rang, and everyone was ready to return.

In less than a stick of incense, the figure of the demon tiger was reflected in everyone's eyes.

"What! Rush ahead? Is it crazy?"

People in the deserted village were puzzled, and the leading beasts often appeared at the end, but this monster rode far behind the army.

The demon tiger's eyes were covered with bloodshot, as if he was holding a bone-broken hatred, rushing towards the human defense line regardless of everything.

But the reaction of Forty-Nine Village is unique.

"It's it!"

"Isn't this the demon tiger in the mountains?"

"Looks stronger than before!"

The people in the Forty-Nine Village were panicked. The direction of the demon tiger was obviously where they were. I don’t know whether they remembered the smell or used some means, at least it was only for revenge.

"Roar!" The demon tiger roared even more furious when he saw the enemy on the wall.

People in the deserted village who didn't know it were still mocking: "It looks mighty, but my brain is not very good, three, two, one, fall!"

As the man counted down, the demon tiger indeed stepped on the edge of the pit, but the expected fall scene did not appear.

The demon tiger jumped into the air with a little front foot, and rushed into the trap area with a swooping through the wall at the edge of the pit.

Everyone was stunned and stunned for a moment before someone shouted: "Make a crossbow! The archer is ready!"

For a single target, the catapult car has no hope of hitting, and the huge crossbow is also quite difficult to shoot.

The team in Forty-nine Village was facing the demon tiger, and the fastest movement was Yun Feng, who was driving the giant crossbow at the top of the crossbow tower. Before everyone could load it, he had already shot out a huge arrow.

"Swish!" The giant arrow penetrated through the sky, accompanied by a slightly harsh whistle.

The demon tiger reacted quickly, twisted its sideways and moved its claws, but the powerful impact of the arrow still wiped his palm. He was slightly shocked, and he raised his head and met Yun Feng's sight. The demon tiger stared at Yun Feng and roared angrily: "Roar!"

Everyone was very excited when they heard the roar: "It's useful! He screamed out in pain!"

Lao Wang's scream brought hope to everyone, but Yun Feng sounded particularly funny.

He used at least 30% of the arrow just now to pull it all over. With the help of the giant crossbow, he had such power. Who else could hurt the demon tiger except him, let alone whether he could hit it.

The villagers shot crossbow arrows continuously, and Yun Feng was also trying their best to attack. However, after being hit, the demon tiger was more cautious, especially guarding against Yun Feng. The crossbow arrows had limited accuracy and could not hit the demon tiger with warnings.

"Damn it! It's running too fast! What to do, what to do!"

Seeing that the demon tiger was about to approach the wall, Liu Laosan yelled: "You can't wait anymore, you'll search the guys!"

People in the Forty-nine Village set up weapons, Yun Feng also picked up his gun and jumped off the crossbow tower. At this time, the guys who claimed to be monks also arrived in a hurry.

"What are you?"

"The leader of the Xia Zhenxian Sect, the Taoist name is Iron Shu Zhenren! These are my disciples." The leader introduced himself.

"You, aren't you Zhao Tieshu from the next village?" Old Wang said in surprise.

"Fellow Taoist, you have recognized the wrong person. As soon as we enter the immortal path, we abandon all kinds of mortal worlds. We are just real people in Tie Shu!" Tie Shu replied.

Even though Lao Wang was angry, he had no choice but to reply: "Forget it, you come here to help, it's also your intention."

The demon tiger approached at this moment, and the metal plate outside the wall was useless to him. He jumped up and appeared in front of everyone.

"Damn him!" Before he finished speaking, Liu Laosan took the lead and slashed away with a knife.

The demon tiger jumped down in the air, and the tiger's claws cut the big knife into several segments.

Liu Laosan was so shocked that he threw away the knife handle and flew away. He was so scared that he almost breathed.

The demon tiger landed on the ground, and the roar was familiar to everyone. The spiritual energy spread and ordinary villagers were directly lifted out.

The true man Tie Shu raised his eyebrows and shouted: "The evil beast will die!" The long stick wrapped in spiritual energy in his hand fell.

When the demon tiger saw Yun Feng right ahead, he was even more furious at the person blocking the road. He waved his claws and suddenly appeared in the empty air.

Tie Shu pulled out his left hand and waved his sleeves to resist. The claw prints dissipated and the sleeve robe broke. The other side of the sticks and claws touched each other, which was exactly the same.

At the same time, the disciples also used spiritual energy to attack various weapons. Seeing that the situation was not good, the demon tiger turned around and jumped off the wall. Before leaving, he glared at Yun Feng fiercely, and made a dull sound from his mouth, obviously he would not give up.

Yun Feng was cold-eyed and thought to himself that you are really looking for death. Do you really think I am still as strong as before? I will find a chance to kill you to help me practice martial arts! At this time, he did not notice the change in his mentality, but felt that for some reason it was a bit angry.

Seeing this, the defenders from other nearby villages all took a breath. If the monsters were all so powerful, they had no chance of fighting with them.

"Don't panic, fellow villagers. My disciples of the True Immortal Sect have been scattered everywhere. My teacher is in charge of the central government and supports it everywhere. There is no possibility of defeat in this battle." The Tie Shu Zhenren inspires his spiritual energy, and his voice spreads all over the world, and everyone feels a little relieved.

"Damn it, we have prepared so many but it's useless!" Liu Laosan complained.

After hearing this, the people in the nearby villages recovered a lot of confidence, because some of the methods were used when the demon tide came.

Just as everyone was preparing for this moment, the demon tide rolled up dust and rushed towards him. At this moment, the distance could already tell the appearance.

It can be clearly seen that almost all monsters are in groups, and very few are tangible and single figures that only mingle in the wild beasts, except for monster tigers.

Most of the demons rushing in front are apes, and the demons swung the surrounding beasts to smash them towards the wall.

The wall is strong and although it has not been smashed, the impact of its collision makes the archer completely unable to aim.

What's even more serious is that both the pits and metal plates are buried by beast corpses, and all the traps become meaningless.
To be continued...