Qingyang has long been eyeing the side, this Kou Yuchang has repeatedly provoked himself, this time he led people to ambush on the road, and just now he killed dozens of alcoholic bees at once, injuring more than a hundred, greatly reducing the strength of the entire bee colony, how could he let him escape easily?

Seeing that Kou Yuchang's had already escaped the range of the wild sand, Qingyang's side had already made preparations, and hurriedly mobilized some of the true elements that had just been recovered, and used the three-element sword array to slash at that Kou Yuchang.

Qingyang's three-element sword array couldn't even stop the third-layer monks who built the foundation, let alone Kou Yuchang, who only had the first layer of the foundation? Although he also made some precautions against Qingyang when he escaped, this defense was not vulnerable to the three-element sword formation at all, and it was broken in an instant.

By the time Kou Yuchang reacted, it was too late, and he was drowned by the sword array before he could scream, and countless sword images blew like a violent wind, and then everything fell into nothingness, and Kou Yuchang had turned into a piece of flesh and blood, disappearing between heaven and earth.

After killing three foundation building monks in a row, the little true yuan that had just recovered was consumed again, but fortunately, Kou Yuchang had been killed, and he had no worries for the time being. Qingyang carried a spirit sword and slowly came to the place where Kou Yuchang had fought with the alcoholic bee swarm before.

The effect of the Sand Soul Breaker had worn off, and the Sand had fallen to the ground, leaving the entire ground in shambles, scattered with countless alcoholic bee corpses. Some are already dead, while others have only had their wings broken and temporarily lost their ability to fly, requiring a long period of recuperation to recover.

Looking at the corpses of alcoholic bees all over the ground, Qingyang was extremely distressed, this was something that he had spent decades of hard work to cultivate, but he was wiped out by Kou Yuchang with a spirit rune, and he didn't know how much energy it would take to grow to the original scale in the future.

The number of alcoholic bees that can continue to participate in the battle without serious injuries is less than forty percent of the total, about a hundred, fortunately, the six purple-backed alcoholic bees that are equivalent to the perfection of qi refining are not seriously injured, and their strength has not decreased much, so it should not affect the future battle.

The situation of the iron-armed spirit monkey next to him is not much better than that of the alcoholic bee colony, in the previous battle, the iron-armed spirit monkey was not lightly injured, and just now when he was blocking Kou Yuchang, he was affected by the Wild Sand Soul Breaking Talisman, and it was even more injured, and the wound was eroded by the poisonous sand, and there was a tendency to gradually deteriorate.

Qingyang didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out two antidote and healing pills and gave them to the Iron Arm Spirit Monkey, asking him to temporarily retreat to the side to heal his injuries, maybe he would be used again when he returned.

Although the one who ambushed Qingyang was an enemy who had already killed three, and only the monk who had built the fifth layer of the foundation was left, but this last one was also the most difficult to deal with among the four, and Qingyang had no certainty of winning the other party, so he could only prepare for the worst in advance.

Qingyang hoped that the alcoholic queen bee could drag on a little longer, and wait for himself and the iron-armed spirit monkey to regain some strength, but unfortunately it backfired, and before he could catch his breath, he heard the alcoholic queen squeak, and then his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and rolled backwards.

At the same time, the fifth-layer monk shivered all over his body, and he escaped from the pollen maze, and the pollen used to arrange the secret realm around him also disappeared without a trace. The fifth-layer monk's face suddenly regained clarity, and he couldn't help but look around.

This didn't matter, and the fifth-layer monk of the foundation building was suddenly startled, and there was only one person, a monkey, and a group of spirit bees left around, and his three helpers all disappeared.

Could it be that the other three left themselves and fled? Impossible, they definitely don't dare, how dare they give up casually about the things that the Lingxu Gongzi explained? But where have all the people gone? Did they all kill this kid? This is even more impossible, he is just a small foundation building monk, how can he kill three foundation building monks in such a short period of time?

Soon, he found two large pieces of flesh and broken bones in a row not far away, although he couldn't tell whose it was, it can be estimated according to the spraying area, at least two or three people would have died before there were so many. There are only five people on both sides of the enemy, and the kid on the other side is still alive, so it is easy to judge who the dead person is, that is to say, during the time when he was trapped by the environment, this kid killed three foundation building monks in a row, making himself a loner.

The fifth-layer monk didn't believe it, but the facts were in front of him, so he couldn't believe it. Looking at Qingyang again, the gaze of the fifth-layer cultivator of the foundation building was much more complicated, being able to kill three companions in a row in such a short period of time, even it was difficult for him to do it, how did this kid do it? What unknown means are still hidden in his body?

He even secretly suspected that the Qingyang in front of him was not a first-level foundation building monk at all, but deliberately used some means to cover up the cultivation, the real cultivation may be in the middle stage of foundation building, or even the late stage of foundation building, otherwise how could he easily solve his three companions?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened the fifth-layer monk became, and gradually began to be suspicious. Even seeing Qingyang's current performance, he thought that the other party was deliberately confusing him, making him think that Qingyang was seriously injured, and then suddenly used the killer to lay the victory when he was careless.

Qingyang didn't care what the other party thought, seeing that the fifth-layer monk of the foundation building had been freed, he could only stubbornly come up, and at the same time beckoned the alcoholic queen bee and the iron-armed spirit monkey to form a triangle, surrounding the fifth-layer monk of the foundation in the middle.

The pollen maze was forcibly broken, and the alcoholic queen bee was counterattacked, and she suffered a lot of internal injuries, but the overall situation was much better than that of Qingyang and the Iron Arm Spirit Monkey, so the battle after that would be dominated by her. The alcoholic queen seemed to know this, her wings burst out, and she let out a squeak, and the six bees received the order to lead the remaining hundred or so alcoholic bees into six teams, and came behind the alcoholic queen bee, although the number was much smaller, but the momentum of the attack was very sufficient.

The iron-armed spirit monkey roared into the sky, and suddenly, the black hair stood up, and there was a burst of sound all over the body, and the whole body suddenly swelled several times, especially the arms, domineering and exposed, muscles bulging, blood vessels bursting, and everywhere was full of strength.

The Iron Arm Spirit Monkey seemed to have been stimulated by the belligerent factor, and its entire body seemed to be mad, looking hideous and terrifying, and its momentum was amazing, as if it was able to destroy everything in front of it.

Qing Yang's momentum seemed to be much weaker, he neither had the violent appearance of an iron-armed spirit monkey, nor the neat bee generals and bee soldiers behind the drunken queen bee, he just stood there quietly, staring at each other with two eyes, while the three spirit swords kept circling and flying above his head, without taking the initiative to attack, nor did he make other outrageous moves.

Drunken Immortals

Drunken Immortals