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The golden ape roared, channeling its spiritual energy in an attempt to launch an even stronger attack.

Wang Long didn't give it a chance.

They had already rushed up to the golden ape.

Wang Long's fist, imbued with a mixture of spiritual and literary energy, slammed heavily into the golden ape's knee.

Click!

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The golden ape's kneecap shattered, its leg buckled violently, and it lost its balance, falling forward.

Wang Long kicked it hard in the stomach again.

boom!

The golden ape's enormous body was kicked backward and flew into a mountainside.

boom!

The mountainside shattered, sending rocks flying and dust billowing everywhere.

The golden ape was embedded in the mountain wall, golden blood spilling from the corner of its mouth, its eyes filled with shock and fear.

Only a few rounds?

It was beaten so badly that it had no chance to fight back?

Wang Long looked at the golden ape embedded in the mountain wall and sneered.

"A beast is a beast; all it does is shout loudly, but its strength is nothing special."

His voice was soft, with a hint of nonchalance.

After advancing to Grandmaster, there is also the added benefit of the Chaos Dao Body.

Wang Long's physical body has already surpassed that of a Grandmaster, and he can even withstand some of the attacks from a Saint Realm expert!

The golden ape's teeth clenched so hard they rattled, and the fear in its eyes was gradually replaced by madness.

"Die!"

It roared and slammed its palms against the mountain wall, using the force to propel itself forward like a golden meteor, rushing towards Wang Long.

With both fists thrown out simultaneously, each punch carried a devastating force.

Wang Long stood still, motionless.

The golden ape's fist was less than three feet from his face.

Wang Long slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and easily caught the golden ape's fist.

The golden ape was completely dumbfounded, its voice filled with disbelief.

"This...is this even possible?!"

The fist was enormous, bigger than Wang Long himself.

But he held it captive, and the golden ape was unable to move.

Wang Long was surrounded by a mixture of spiritual and literary energy, and his body was as stable as Mount Tai!

The golden ape's expression changed completely.

It tried desperately to pull its fist back, but Wang Long's hand was like cast iron, and it couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"Damn it, let go!"

The golden ape roared and slammed its other fist toward the top of the king's head.

Wang Long loosened his grip on its fist, easily dodged to the side, and kicked it with all his might again.

boom!

The golden ape was kicked away again.

This time, it rolled several times on the ground, smashing through several boulders before finally coming to a stop.

His entire body was covered in wounds.

Golden blood gushed from the wound, staining it like a blood monkey.

It lay on the ground, panting heavily, and raised its head to look at Wang Long.

His eyes were filled with fear.

This human is too strong.

It can't beat them.

We can't beat them at all.

Meanwhile, the battle also reached a fever pitch.

Xu Wanyun, dressed in white as snow, stood on the mountain ridge, her body radiating a scholarly aura.

Her fingers moved continuously in the air, and streaks of magical energy shot out from her fingertips, accurately targeting the magical beasts.

The black tiger pounced on her, opening its blood-red maw, wanting to swallow her whole.

Xu Wanyun flicked her finger, and a huge flying sword of literary energy shot out from her fingertip, piercing straight into the mouth of the black giant tiger.

"Aww!!!"

The black giant tiger let out a mournful scream as its mouth was pierced by the flying sword of literary energy, and blood gushed out.

It suddenly retreated, trying to escape.

Xu Wanyun waved her hand again, and several flying swords of literary energy shot out from different angles, piercing through its limbs and pinning it to the ground.

The black tiger struggled, but could not break free.

The red python launched a sneak attack on Xu Wanyun from the side, its tail sweeping towards her like a steel whip.

Xu Wanyun didn't turn her head, but simply said something.

"Certainly."

The red python's body suddenly stiffened, as if it had been frozen in mid-air, motionless.

Xu Wanyun turned around, looking calmly at the crimson eyes of the red python.

"cut."

A massive flying sword of literary energy descended from the sky, striking the crimson python precisely at its vital point.

puff!

The red python's body was split in two, blood gushing out and its internal organs spilling all over the ground.

Its two halves twitched a few times on the ground, then stopped moving.

Seeing that things were not going well, the gray giant wolf turned and ran.

Xu Wanyun glanced at it, raised her hand, and gently squeezed it.

"burst."

The gray giant wolf's body suddenly stiffened, then exploded with a "bang," turning into a cloud of blood mist.

He didn't even have time to scream.

The black lizard lay on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Its body was trembling, its eyes were tightly closed, and it didn't dare to breathe.

Xu Wanyun glanced at it, ignored it, and turned to deal with the other magical beasts.

The little chick hovered in the air, its golden wings spreading out, blotting out the sun.

It lowered its head, its golden vertical pupils looking down at the low-level magical beasts that were scattering and fleeing, and opened its beak.

A golden flame shot out from its mouth, like a long golden dragon, sweeping across the ground.

Those low-level magical beasts touched by the golden flames turned into ashes before they even had a chance to scream.

Little Chirp sprayed a few more times, clearing out most of the low-level magical beasts around it.

It nodded in satisfaction, lowered its head, and snatched a struggling eighth-grade magical beast in its mouth.

"Click."

I chewed it twice and swallowed it.

It caught another one and swallowed it.

It caught another one and swallowed it.

He was enjoying his meal immensely, his dark, grape-like eyes narrowing into crescent moons.

Xiao Xian'er controlled nine sword lights, which weaved, intertwined, and cut through the air.

The low-level magical beasts fell one by one before her, like wheat being harvested.

Wherever the nine sword lights passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and screams echoed.

Little Fairy floated in mid-air, her little face full of excitement, waving her little hands constantly.

"Owner!"

She called out to Wang Long.

"Little Fairy can make more flying swords!"

"Needs the master's spiritual power!"

Wang Long was beating up the golden ape when he heard this, and he didn't even turn his head.

"It will work!"

Xiao Xian'er's eyes lit up, and she opened her arms, her ten fingers loosely clenched.

"Unlimited Blade Works!"

Her voice was clear and melodious, and with the addition of her refined literary style, it resonated throughout the entire world.

The next moment, the nine sword lights that were suspended in the air suddenly exploded.

Each sword light split into nine, totaling eighty-one.

Eighty-one sword lights swirled in the air before splitting apart.

With each split, the number of sword lights increases ninefold.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with sword light.

Thousands upon thousands, densely packed, blotting out the sky.

Each sword light was incredibly sharp, radiating the terrifying pressure unique to Saint-level spiritual artifacts.

Xiao Xian'er's face was covered in sweat, and her hands were trembling slightly. Controlling so many sword lights had taken a huge toll on her.

But her eyes were full of excitement.

"go!"

She waved her little hand.

The sky was filled with sword light, which poured down like a torrential rain, shooting towards the demonic beasts.

puff!puff!puff!

The sword light pierced through the monster's body, blood gushed out, and it screamed in agony.

Those low-level magical beasts were like paper in front of the sword light, and had no power to fight back at all.

One, two, three...

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

Wherever the sword light passed, hordes of monsters fell.

Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers.

The entire mountain ridge was dyed dark red.