"Left? Or is it "

Lou Qianzhong looked at the front with a solemn face.

The medicinal powder that the glutinous rice had thrown out earlier finally dispersed, and they also saw the situation in front of them.

I saw that the place where the man in the cloak had been standing had been chopped into potholes at this time, and several long sword marks fell to the ground, cutting the place to pieces, but there was no figure of the monk at all.

Although the clothed monk was no longer in place, the five sword cultivators did not dare to relax at all, but clenched their fists tighter, gasped slightly, and stared at the place in front of them.

It's a retreat.

In the gap before the flying sword fell, the clothed monk used earth to escape from their sword circle. I just don't know if the other party will stay where they are, waiting for them to relax before giving them a fatal blow.

The dull rain in the sky was still falling silently, crashing into them, rapidly consuming the True Yuan Power on their bodies.

In order to be able to control the flying sword more precisely, they even had to take the initiative to thin the body protection aura on their bodies, so that they could have more true yuan power to be instilled into the flying sword.

Once their True Yuan Power was exhausted, the battle would end there.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monk was missing, Nuomi hurriedly ran towards them, took out a few bottles of spirit wine and handed them to them.

Glutinous rice itself is not in a good situation.

Her cultivation level was originally the lowest, and in this dull rain, the aura on her body was already a little reluctant to protect her body, and she couldn't draw more true yuan power to command the magic weapon to fight.

At this time, the pillar also hurriedly put Lou Qianzhong down, strode to the side of Nuomi, and blocked the dull rain falling from the sky for her.

They stood there very vigilantly for a long time, and did not see the monk come out of nowhere, and then they were convinced that the other party had indeed left.

Obviously, it was something that could be relieved, but each of them only had a heavy face.

The dull rain fell, hitting their protective aura, as if adding a bit of gloom to their mood.

By this time. Even if they don't want to believe it anymore, I'm afraid there is no doubt about the identity of the Monk Examiner.

Fighting the Monk was not dangerous at all. But the powerlessness that comes with this non-danger. But it was worse than any monster they had ever fought. From beginning to end, the Monk was just fighting with his own body, not even throwing a small spell. But with just such a small means, they can't deal with it.

They used to think that sword cultivation was the right way, and there was no other way to bring great power than sword cultivation. But now that they saw the Monk in Cloat, they realized that they had been completely wrong.

Even if the other party is practicing the beast soul control method that has been lost for some time, as long as the level is up, it can still beat them to the point that they have no kung fu to fight back.

Moreover, although the other party did not be cruel to them. just threw them to the ground again and again, but as if Tang Yunfeng had been knocked away, they were more or less scarred when they were repulsed. These bruised scars, as if mocking their incompetence.

In the past, no matter what kind of opponent they faced. Even if they were covered in blood, at least they were fighting hard, fighting each other. But today, they didn't have the slightest strength to fight back, and could only watch as the robed monk easily slipped out of the gap between the flying swords, slapped them in the face, and pressed them to the ground.

Where is this what is fighting. It's just playing tricks on them.

They stood in the dunsky rain for a long time, but the flying sword had slowly fallen, and they were sure that the monk who controlled the beast soul would not come back for the time being, and still had no intention of entering the cave.

The battle between Fang and the Monk was too great a shock to them. The only thing that hasn't been too affected is probably only glutinous rice. Glutinous rice has nothing to expect from herself. I never felt that I was a martial arts cultivator, and now even if I was beaten very miserably, I only felt that it was right.

The other party is already much better than her?

Moreover, she had never thought of competing with other monks, let alone snatching the hedrons. It's trapped in this illusion. As long as the time is up, you can still leave. She didn't feel ashamed at all.

However, after seeing Lou Qianzhong's faces, Nuomi still quieted down very wisely, waiting for them to slowly ease up.

With the help of the pillars to shield the drenched rain, glutinous rice does not feel so uncomfortable standing in this rainstorm.

She looked down at her feet, and saw that the dull rain had completely covered their calves, and as soon as she stepped into the rain, she stepped into a shallow hole. The rain on the top of her feet swayed and fell very slowly towards the top of her feet.

When the water fell, it was like something heavy on the instep of her foot, and she blinked in pain.

She remembered that the puddle that had been stepped on by the clothed man had been maintained for a long time without being submerged in stagnant water, obviously because the other party's aura was too surging to suppress the stagnant water around her.

Thinking that the gap between them was so huge, Nuomi didn't even have a heart of frustration.

But there wasn't even room for her to be frustrated.

And

Nuomi quietly glanced at the five sword cultivators with very ugly faces, and sighed slowly in her heart.

They probably had never met such a desperate opponent to make such a statement. However, in the opinion of glutinous rice, it is better for them to know their own shortcomings at this time than to throw away their lives when they really fight for life and death.

She stood outside with the five sword cultivators for a while, and when she saw that they didn't have any intention of leaving, she sighed again in her heart, pulled the pillar, and walked back to the cave first.

These sword cultivators are different from her after all. Those sword cultivators couldn't figure it out by themselves, and there was no need for her to accompany her all the way outside in the rain. The dull rain hit the pillar, although it seemed to be nothing, but even if the pillar didn't speak, she would still feel distressed. She couldn't stand in the dit rain for long periods of time.

At this time, even Ye Fan and the others had no body protection aura on their bodies.

They had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy before, and although they drank the spiritual wine of glutinous rice, they couldn't fully replenish it.

Later, after standing in this dull rain for a long time, the aura of the protective body had already been completely consumed.

But they were directly slapped on their faces by the dull rain, but they still stood dumbfounded, as if they didn't know the pain for a long time.

"Alas, male cultivation or something, but it's really a little stupid."

Nuomi shook her head in the cave, took out a cloth towel from the storage space, and rubbed it on the pillar.

The pillar was a little red, and it didn't show anything under the body of this Gu man. He wanted to grab a cloth towel to wipe his body several times, but his movements were too clumsy, and he was scolded by Nuomi pretending to be angry, so he just sat obediently and let Nuomi move.

"If it's me, a loss is a loss. If you can't escape and really want to win, then find a way to win back. It's useless to stand in the rain like this. Nuomi muttered again, and when she looked at the five sword cultivators, there was already some worry in her eyes.

However, she still quietly cleaned up the inside of the cave, and roasted the meat and spirit valley, and then stood at the entrance of the cave and greeted the few sword cultivators outside.

"The things are ready, let's come back and eat first. Isn't it only three months since then? If you have to defeat the examiner, you still have nearly a month to work on. ”

After she greeted like this, the five sword repairs had a little reaction. Starting from Ye Fan, he gradually moved, and slowly walked in the direction of the cave.

After only taking two steps, I heard Lin Xiao shouting behind me, "It hurts, it hurts!" Without the aura of body protection, this dull rain hitting the body is like a beating! ”

"What a thrashing, this dull rain is really sinking to death. The body was wet, as if it had suddenly weighed dozens of pounds, which was too uncomfortable. ”

"Who told you to disperse all the protective aura?"

"What you say is true, is your body protection aura still there? Everyone's cultivation level is not comparable, so you don't have to laugh at others. ”

If it weren't for that habit, glutinous rice would have rolled its eyes at this time. Now I know that it hurts, and I don't know where I was wandering before. Even if you want to fugue, wouldn't it be better to fugue in a cave, why bother to beat yourself up and down all over your body?

This time I begged her, and she wouldn't give them enough immortal ointment. Do people always have to be taught a lesson?

However, looking at the eyes of those sword cultivators, Nuomi knew that his worries were unnecessary. Although they were a little depressed, they did not lose their fighting spirit. They stood in the dull rain for a long time, and although they didn't know if they had come up with any methods or countermeasures, they seemed to have been completely awakened by the rain.

-- Or maybe maybe I'm actually being stupid.

In the face of such a ghostly opponent, there was a look of wanting to win in their eyes, which really made Nuomi feel a little surprised.

If they want to win, they must still have a chance.

After all, he wasn't really an enemy, he was just an examiner.