Chapter 263: The Fisherman's Profit
"Wishful thinking, it's up to you, and you want to snatch things from me. ”
The mercenary laughed angrily, and he removed the spatial ring from the black-clad deacon's hand and put it on his own.
At the moment when the Soviet Russian cultivators made a move, the personnel of the three forces dispersed.
In the field, there were five mercenaries on the side, six on the Soviet Russian side, and ten on the Indian dervishes side.
"If we go it alone, we are not the opponents of these dervishes, so let's join forces first, and first deal with these Indian ascetics, as for things, after we get rid of them, our two families are talking slowly, how about it?"
The mercenary with the spatial ring on his hand suggested.
"Okay, let's kill them first, the magic weapon will be said when the time comes. ”
The leader of the Seven Realms of the Heavenly Rank of Soviet Russia nodded and agreed.
The current situation does not allow them and the mercenaries to fight separately.
First of all, the number of dervishes on the Indian side is the largest, and the number of Soviet Russia plus mercenaries, the number of the two sides together is only one more than the number of ascetics in India.
Secondly, the highest strength on the side of the ascetics of the Indian Kingdom was a cultivator of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank. And the Soviet Russian side and the mercenaries, the highest combat power of these two sides, cultivated to only the Seven Realms of the Heavenly Rank.
"Do it, kill them all, and leave no one behind. ”
Among the ascetics of the Indian Kingdom, the cultivator of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank who took the lead said fiercely.
At this time, he also showed his fangs.
"Fight. ”
The cultivators of the Heavenly Rank Seven Realms on the mercenary side and the Heavenly Rank Seven Realms cultivators on the Soviet Russian side, the two of them glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and at the same time faced the leader of the Indian dervishe's side of cultivating to reach the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
Once again, the warband was opened.
"This is, it's fighting again...... , this time it will be more convenient to grab things. ”
Chen Lin hid in the big tree, and when he saw that the three parties were fighting again, he almost laughed, but it saved him a lot of things.
Twenty-one figures fought each other in the field, each swinging out the wind, and the sound of sonic booms continued.
"Poof"
The head of a mercenary was cut off.
"Poof"
An ascetic was beheaded.
"Go all out and kill him together, otherwise it will be difficult for us to get out today. ”
The leader of the mercenaries said anxiously, because the form in the field was very unfavorable to them.
The strength displayed by the ascetics was no weaker than that of the black-clothed deacons of the Holy See.
"As long as you hand over the space ring, I can let you go and keep you safe, how about it?"
The ascetic leader persuaded him, the Indian country is not the top force, and this Heavenly Rank cultivator, there will be one less one who dies.
"Fart, I want this flying magic weapon, and I want your head. ”
The leader of the mercenaries scolded loudly.
"Then don't blame me for being rude. ”
The leader of the ascetics was furious, and the triangular iron fork in his hand made it like a whirlwind.
"Shoot with all your might, kill!"
The leading cultivator of Soviet Russia shouted angrily with his hair emanated.
The two stepped forward together to deal with the Indian ascetic leader.
"Boom"
The three of them fought together and got into a big fight.
The leader of the mercenaries held a war knife in his hand, and between swings, the billowing blade slashed out, extremely domineering.
The leader of Soviet Russia held a long stick of King Kong, and between the shadows of the stick, it was hit one blow after another.
The ascetic leader relied on the cultivation of a realm higher than the two of them, and the triangular iron fork in his hand unfolded, shaking the two of them.
"Poof....... ”
Although the three of them are in full swing, the younger brothers are a little weak.
The ascetics on the Indian side, together with the mercenaries, and the men and horses of the Soviet and Russian sides were killed with rolling heads and blood.
"Little guy, get ready, we'll rush up in a while, do you see the space ring on the mercenary's hand?
Chen Lin touched Mo Lin's little head and instigated, Mo Lin, who was lying in his arms, nodded very humanely.
At the moment, the battle in the field was coming to an end, and the cooperation of the ascetics was quite in place, and at the cost of four deaths, all the centaurs on the side of the Soviet Russians and the mercenaries were completely annihilated.
At this time, it can be said that it is a good opportunity to break in, anyway, his goal is not to kill people, and if he grabs the space ring, it is a victory.
"Hmm? Don't move, there's a situation. ”
Chen Lin grabbed Mo Lin who was about to pounce out in his arms.
Just now, at the moment when he was about to make a move, a wave of divine soul fluctuations appeared not far away.
"This is, the men of Soviet Russia!"
Chen Lin looked at the place where the divine soul fluctuated, although it was blocked by trees, he still saw a hint from the dense leaves.
"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind? This is...... Can't help but do it?"
A pitch-black bow and arrow stretched out from the dense leaves, and a dark feather arrow, with a little bit of coldness, came out.
A little bit of aura fluctuations, swirling around this bow and arrow, looking at the aura fluctuations it emitted, you know that this bow and arrow must not be ordinary, at least to the point of reaching the top of the spiritual level.
"Whoosh"
Suddenly, this dark cold arrow suddenly burst out, and the cold arrow carried a rich murderous aura, which was extreme in the blink of an eye, and the power contained in it brought the sound of a sonic boom in the air.
"Poof"
Caught off guard, the only mercenary left in the field was shot directly.
The cold arrow shot out fiercely, and it was inserted into his heart like lightning, and there was no deviation from it.
The metal arrow pierced through his body and flew out of his back.
"Bastards, you don't have to die well...... ”
The mercenary turned his head to look, pointed his right hand at the Soviet Russian cultivator next to him and said angrily.
"Phew"
"Die, this magic weapon of flying belongs to me Soviet Russia. ”
The cultivator from Soviet Russia kicked over and kicked the mercenary away.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" ......
Several sounds of breaking the air sounded, and one after another figures rushed out of the woods.
More than twenty Heavenly Rank cultivators from Soviet Russia surrounded the dervishes of India at the same time.
"You guys are good means. ”
The leading ascetic couldn't help sighing, as the so-called sandpiper and clam compete, the fisherman profits, when he is calculating others, others may also be calculating himself.
The seven ascetics stood together and leaned on each other, and in such a situation, it was a blessing to be able to escape, and there was no such thing as fighting at all.
Because among these more than 20 cultivators in Soviet Russia, there was one person who cultivated to the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Order, and three people who cultivated to the Seven Realms of the Heavenly Rank, and their strength was completely overwhelming, and there was no room for resistance at all.
"We don't want this flying magic weapon, you can take it, can you let us go, I promise, I won't rob you of this treasure. ”
The ascetic leader said bitterly that he was begging.
"Okay, you can go now. ”
The Soviet Russian cultivator whose strength was in the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank said, but the bow and arrow in his hand was on the top of a feather arrow.
"Whoosh"
A feathered arrow shot out of the bow and struck an ascetic in the forehead.
"You, didn't you say that you would let us go?" said the leading dervishe, angrily.
"I agreed, but my bow and arrow, it didn't. ”
The Soviet Russian cultivator of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank smiled cruelly.
"I'll kill you. ”
The leader of the ascetics was furious and pounced in an instant.
"Kill, no one is left, only the dead can keep the secret. ”
After speaking, the leader of the cultivators of Soviet Russia put away his bow and arrows, and fought with the leader of the ascetics with a sword in hand.