Just after the Eight flew down......

A swarm of beetle flies hidden in the grass and tree trunks began to flutter their wings and swarm towards the Sniper Seven hideout!

The sniper woke up violently when he heard the buzzing sound.

Just removed his head from the scope and looked up......

"Not good, Eight...... Come and save ......."

Before he could finish speaking, a swarm of flies and beetles pounced frantically, like a black bean falling on a sniper.

Ahh......hhh

Seven instantly let out a heart-rending cry.

His body began to fester, at an alarming rate.

Even the camouflage uniforms on his body turned into powder in the sniper's frantic tearing.

The poison contaminated the body, and instantly exerted a terrifying power!

At the moment when he was about to lose consciousness, the sniper's fingers hooked on the trigger subconsciously ......

Bang!

Even with ***, but the powerful sound wave of the sniper rifle, it still emits a dull gunshot!

No. 8, who had just flown over more than a dozen feet, slammed his body when he heard the cry for help.

When the cry for help stopped abruptly, Eight's face showed a hint of annoyance and anger at being played, but he just coldly spat out two words - waste!

Immediately, the monk leaped down again, ignoring his companion's life or death......

At this time, Nian Chen not only clearly saw the killer weapon he left behind through the beast control technique, but also poisoned the sniper who had lost the protection of the monk in an instant, eliminating a potential crisis......

Through the flies and beetles left along the way, the whereabouts of Monk No. 8 were clearly controlled!

So then, Nianchen's mouth quickly chanted words, and his hands quickly pinched and changed......

And on the mountainside.

The No. 8 middle-aged monk, who was jumping down, suddenly snorted coldly, and flicked his right hand......

Snort!

Two sparks shot out, annihilating the two beetles flying out of the grass, turning into a small puff of black smoke that rose in front of Monk No. 8.

"This kid seems to be able to carve insects with this little skill!"

As he spoke, Monk No. 8 did not stop at all, and continued to jump and run towards the bottom of the mountain......

Shout!

Ahead, a dozen more flies flew out of a dense leaf in the canopy and shot towards the middle-aged monk.

"Childish!"

The middle-aged monk's face was full of disdain, and he once again ejected a little spark, facing a dozen flies.

Sneer......

Between the more than a dozen spark sputters, they once again turned into wisps of green smoke, wafting in the air.

The middle-aged monk's body was not hindered in the slightest, and he flew away directly, and the wind brought by his body made the wisps of green smoke hover on both sides of the eighth monk.

Then, barely a few meters forward, there would be various beetles, flies flying from between the canopy of the dense forest, flying wildly towards the middle-aged monk.

However, in the sparks shot by No. 8, these small insects were burned into wisps of smoke that were hard to see with the naked eye like moths to the fire......

"It's naïve to want to consume the fire attribute mana in my body!"

The middle-aged monk's voice resounded throughout the Coyote Valley of the Coyote Gully.

And this kind of attack with the smell of play made a trace of anger rise in the heart of Brother Eight.

Looking at the figure below that had already appeared from under the cover of the dense forest bluestone, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he swooped towards the bottom of the mountain with a surge of speed......

"Boy, it's hard for you to fly today!"

The middle-aged monk's voice was cold, but his hands kept shooting out sparks to kill the beetles and flies that sneaked up all the way.

Knowing that the other party was good at driving away poison, Monk No. 8 did not dare to take it lightly, and would never let any insect contaminate his body......

Hundreds of meters away from the dense jungle of thorns, it took less than a minute for Monk No. 8 to come to the edge of the dense forest where the figure sat cross-legged.

The mana in his body was running wildly, and Monk No. 8 did not take it lightly, holding three pitch-black beads the size of his thumb in his left hand, and a flame the size of an egg on the tip of his right finger......

Moreover, on the surface of the middle-aged monk's entire body, a faint red glow appeared, enveloping the whole person.

This scene made the face of the opposite Nian Chen change slightly:

"The mana is released and turned into a body protection qi cover, this Nima is something that only a second-layer qi cultivator can do!"

Contrary to Nianchen's frightened muttering, the middle-aged monk had a faint white light in his eyes, and glanced at Nianchen from a distance.

This is a very common little spell - Hope.

As long as you inject mana into your eyes, you can see if other people have mana or not, or how strong or weak their mana is.

Of course, if the magic power is too strong than that of the caster, it will not be able to see through it.

And the middle-aged monk at this time couldn't help but laugh:

"Hahaha...... After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a rookie who practiced qi!"

"That group of guys with hot weapons in their hands died unjustly, with such powerful firepower, they can't even kill even a rookie who practices qi!"

"Boy, when you meet me, your days are over, and your insect repellent skills are only worthy of showing off in front of a group of mortals!"

Nian Chen sat cross-legged four or five meters behind the big bluestone where he had been hiding, and looked at the middle-aged monk quietly......

Until the other party finished speaking, the moment when the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly bloomed.

The corners of Nianchen's mouth suddenly flashed with a touch of sarcasm.

"Do you really think that I am only cultivating the strength of the first level of qi?"

The middle-aged monk was slightly stunned: "Nonsense, under my Qi Lookout technique, you can see at a glance how much strength you have!"

Nian Chen smiled: "Then now...... Let's see what I'm really capable of!"

As soon as the words fell, an aura that made Monk No. 8 feel more pressure suddenly bloomed from Nian Chen......

"You...... You actually hid your cultivation!"

Monk No. 8's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

However, the next moment, the man's face showed a look of fear, and he gritted his teeth and stopped the steps that were about to retreat.

"Huh...... Aren't you afraid?"

Nian Chen looked at the middle-aged monk in surprise.

The middle-aged monk's expression changed countless times in a second, and finally turned into a touch of determination.

"Hmph, no matter how much strength you hide, ...... today Either you die or I die!"

This sentence was almost hysterically shouted.

However, the next moment, the middle-aged monk was stunned.

The terrifying pressure that had just suddenly emerged suddenly disappeared without a trace!

The middle-aged monk was startled for a while, and then he used the Qi Hope Technique again, and there was a faint white glint in his eyes, and he looked over......

"It's still a layer of Qi training, little bastard...... How dare you fool me!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged monk's hands jerked up!

Three black beads in the left hand and an egg-sized flame in the right hand were to be sacrificed at the same time......

"Hehe, since you have seen through it, you have to work hard, look at my killer feature!"

Nian Chen roared angrily, and then quickly pinched his hands, and the sound of obscure spells continued to sound rapidly in his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, Nianchen's body bloomed with brilliant five-colored light, intertwined like water waves, looking colorful and gorgeous.

Seeing this astonishing scene, the middle-aged monk's face also sank, and his heart became vigilant.

This guy doesn't run after killing a sniper.,It seems that he's very confident in his killer skills.。

You must not be careless and capsize in the gutter......

Thinking of this, the flames of the middle-aged monk's fingertips suddenly disappeared, and the mana in his body was injected into the light mask on the surface of his body one after another, and he used all his strength to defend himself.

In his left hand, he was holding three pitch-black beads, and he didn't know what power they had, but he held them tightly, ready to sacrifice them at any time......