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It's a pity that no one has ever told Yan Li that this kind of bee is not called tiger head bee, but ghost head bee, and it lives in groups.

Yan Li's consciousness froze for a moment, and at the moment between life and death, his brain seemed to be stimulated by electric fire, and the whole person jumped up like a grasshopper, and the person had turned into a gust of wind and pounced on the swarm.

At this time, it is the most stupid thing to sit back and wait, and only by taking the initiative to attack can there be a chance of survival.

On the way forward, he swung a sword at one of the ghost-headed bees, and the chaotic heaven and earth suddenly surged, and the five Yuan Force tides rushed into the sky. Maybe it was the blessing of the soul, or maybe it was the inspiration that burst out from the near death situation, he suddenly found that it was too wasteful to use a sword qi to deal with a ghost-headed bee, so he shook his wrist, and the sword qi was about to be released, and it was immediately scattered into more than a dozen parts by this shaking.

Sneering –

The muffled sound followed, and more than a dozen ghost-headed bees were caught off guard, and they were killed by the sword qi piercing their heads, and fell to the ground like rain.

Several of the corpses shone brightly, condensing into several transparent shadowless star filaments that glowed faintly. There is also a Tianxuan stone condensed into a bowl mouth, I am afraid that there are twenty taels.

Compared to the more than 100 ghost fires before, it was simply a bumper harvest.

Yan centrifugal first happy, followed by tight. The effect of this sword was unexpected, not only relieving the siege, but also opening an escape gap.

Now he had two options: he could escape through the breach before the swarm reunited, or stay and fight the swarm for his life.

No matter how you look at it, you should choose the first one. However, there are two problems in front of him: even if he escapes from the encirclement, he can really escape the pursuit of the bee colony? He knows nothing about the ghost bees, so obviously he can't escape 100 percent; secondly, the ground is all money, and no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, is it really not necessary?

Thinking like lightning, Yan Li swept over the remaining about a hundred ghost bees at a glance, gritted his teeth, and after landing on the ground, he used his toes hard, and his body rose again, but instead of going forward, he did a somersault backwards, avoiding the surprise attack of several ghost bees, and ran wildly after landing.

He vaguely remembered that there was a tree after crossing the creek, and he needed to use that tree to gather a colony of bees.

Although Fang Cai's sword was extremely effective, the cost was really not small, and he estimated that fifty percent of the vitality was probably used up more than two percent.

Now he didn't dare to save his vitality, poured his feet into the spring point, and ran as fast as he could, but the "buzzing" sound behind him that made his scalp tingle was still shortening the distance.

See!

It was an ancient pine, with a straight trunk, which was just right for him.

At this moment, there was a strange touch from behind him, and you didn't need to look to know that it was the ghosthead bee who caught up with him and firmly clamped his back with the barbs on its toes.

Yan Li didn't think about it, his body shook, and the violent vitality poured out from his back, tearing it to pieces before it could move. Then he jumped up to the trunk of the tree, and ran up the trunk without stopping.

This abrupt turn was a trivial matter for the ghost-headed bees, who flew out in a graceful and natural trajectory, and as fast as lightning.

Yan Li glanced back in the midst of his frantic running, only to see the ghost-headed bees in a row after row, chasing straight over.

"I'm afraid you won't come!"

He sneered, and when he was about to approach the top of the tree, he flipped backwards, stood up from the cliff, and injected all the remaining vitality, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword qi shot out in a scattered form.

Sneering –

For a moment, the corpse of the ghost-headed bee fell like rain. The sword qi that Yan Li swung out had super penetrating power, and almost every fine sword qi could penetrate a large swarm of bees.

However, this will not completely eliminate them. Swarms don't wait in line to die, they know how to dodge.

Of course, Yan Li also knew this, so he reached into his arms early, took out the Shadowless Star Silk, and quickly transformed it into Yuan Qi.

A ghost-headed bee pounced.

Yan Li was on his way down, and there was nowhere to dodge, and this was the critical moment to absorb vitality.

The ghost-headed bee really hated Yan Li to the extreme, and as soon as he pounced on Yan Li, he stung Yan Li's shoulder like lightning, and a blood hole immediately appeared.

Yan Li let out a muffled snort and almost screamed in pain. If it is an ordinary wound, it is not so painful that it must be due to the sting of the ghost-headed bee. Fortunately, I didn't feel sour numbness, which means that the stinging needle of the ghost-headed bee is not toxic or the toxin is not strong.

With one free hand, he jerked back, ripping the bee away from his body.

But when he fell to the ground, three more rushed over, and Yan Li only had time to kill one of them, and the other two stung him twice.

The pain was frantically tormenting his nerves, and he almost fainted.

At this time, the Dragon God Ring finally transformed a certain amount of shadowless star silk, and the empty dantian was supported by a little vitality, and he reluctantly waved off the cliff, killing the other two with hatred, and piercing the one that came at him with a sword, panting and waiting. But after standing for a long time, there was no movement.

He held out for a moment, barely glanced around, and then, as soon as his strength fell, he fell to the ground, never wanting to move again. The pain was so severe that he couldn't love it.

After about half a pillar of incense, the pain gradually subsided, and he struggled to support his body, tore the strip of cloth from the clothes on his body, hastily bandaged the wound, and looked around the battlefield, he couldn't help laughing.

Wealth and danger are sought, this is really not bad.

Most of the ghost-headed bee condensed is star silk, but only the size of a hair, about a dozen can make up one or two; the small half of the Tianxuanshi, the block is not small, and finally counted, got more than three taels of star silk, forty-eight two days of Xuanshi, all rolled into a package, put in the arms, heavy, as if it is the weight of life.

Although the gains from this battle are not as good as killing people and selling goods, it is not common to kill people and sell goods after all, but the hunting ground has always been there.

Unable to stay here for a long time, Yan Li held his body and prepared to find a quiet place to recover.

But after walking for a short time, I heard several footsteps coming from a distance.

He frowned slightly, and glanced around, it was all woodland, and there was nowhere to hide except in the trees.

After thinking about it, I am afraid that it is easier to arouse suspicion by changing lanes at this time. He adjusted his breathing, took as steady a stride as he could, and walked towards the footsteps.

I heard an old voice say: "There is the nest of the ghost bee in front, everyone must be careful, don't alarm the big bee colony." ”

A young man said: "Hmph, there are really no wonders in the world, and there is actually an employer who rewards the wings of the ghost bee." ”

Another young man said: "Whoever let him pay well, you can not come if you don't want to come." ”

A woman said, "Senior Feng, is there anything else to pay attention to in the ghost head bee?"

The old man's voice was about to answer, when suddenly his voice changed, and he shouted loudly: "Which friend is in front?"