Gu Jingfang and Qin Xiaozhen, the two daughters, had already been prepared for this after receiving Wang Jing's transmission. And under Wang Jing's control, the influence of the fog on their eyesight and divine thoughts was greatly reduced, and the assassination operation arranged by Wang Jing began.

"Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects, killing you kid will naturally disappear. ”

The monk surnamed Xu snorted coldly, and poured mana into the flying sword in his hand, and in an instant, the flying sword turned into a shining red snake, and quickly slashed towards the place where Wang Jing was standing.

The seemingly strong fire snake left his hand quickly, and after flying in the mist for a few feet, it slowed down, and at this slower speed, Wang Jing's body twisted, and he easily dodged it, and he didn't even touch the soft water light mask on Wang Jing's body.

Zhang Liang and Zhang Jun also slowly crawled to the sides under Wang Jing's transmission, trying to avoid the fighting methods in front of several people to avoid unnecessary accidental injuries.

Wang Xianzhen and Yang Jian also used their mana successively after the monk surnamed Xu made a move, and the low-level fireball spells and water balloon spells continued to shoot at Wang Jing. Similarly, the speed of their spell attacks in the dense fog was also greatly affected, and Wang Jing and the second daughter didn't need to release the shield, and easily dodged with their sensitive divine thoughts and vigorous posture.

After Wang Xianzhen and a few people attacked frantically in several rounds, the mist churned violently and gradually became thinner. After the fog thinned, the eyesight and divine range of the few people who fell into the dense fog increased greatly, and they could already vaguely detect the hiding place of Wang Jing and the others.

Due to Wang Jing's first use of dense fog against the enemy, the sacrifice was not yet handy. After the fog thinned, he was taken care of by Wang Xianzhen and several people. Because of the release of the dense fog and the control of the dense fog, he could not cast spells to stabilize the light shield, and could only rely on constantly dodging, and several times he was in danger. If it weren't for Qin Xiaozhen's collision with low-level fireballs and incoming spells, Wang Jing would have already turned into a hedgehog with many holes.

"I won't be able to support it for long, you guys will find a way to solve it quickly, once the fog is completely gone, it will be even more disadvantageous to us. ”

Wang Jing struggled to mobilize his mana to control the gradually thinning mist, and at the same time anxiously transmitted the message to Qin Xiaozhen's two daughters.

"First solve which monk surnamed Xu has the lowest cultivation, and then solve which monk of the ninth level of Qi refining Great Perfection, you can find a way to move the mist closer to that monk surnamed Xu first. After a short discussion between the two daughters, they quickly said to Wang Jing.

Without the replenishment of the Gathering Spirit Pill, two or three breaths would consume Wang Jing's Dantian aura. Without the support of aura, the mist was uncontrollable, and it was quickly divided into several pieces by Wang Xianzhen and the others, becoming even thinner.

"Let's push harder, and I see this kid's face covered in sweat. It must be very, very mana draining for him to control this mist, and if we hold on a little longer, he'll hang up. After the fog thinned, the monk surnamed Xu slowly approached Wang Jing. In the haze, he saw the sweat on Wang Jing's face glistening in the firelight, so he shouted proudly to the two monks behind him.

At this moment, Wang Jing instantly quickly converted the Golden Sea Demonic Qi into an aura, and regained control of the mist to envelop the monk surnamed Xu. Although the conversion speed is too fast, a large amount of demonic energy will be wasted, but at this time, there is a lot of danger, and only by solving one first can the danger be reduced, and Wang Jing can only fight.

Although the fog around the monk surnamed Xu only shrouded him, it was thicker than before. For a moment, his vision and mind were immediately limited to two or three feet around him. Maybe it's because he has been pampered since he was a child, and he hasn't gone through any life and death struggles. At this time, as soon as he saw that he was trapped, his eyesight and divine thoughts were seriously blocked, his face immediately turned pale, and he didn't release a single defensive shield, so he turned around and ran backwards, and at the same time shouted urgently: "Brother Wang, Brother Yang, save me!"

Under Wang Jing's best control, Gu Jingfang's divine thoughts were very little affected by the mist. She had been lying in ambush not far from Wang Jing's side, and when she heard Wang Jing's order, she hurriedly seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and turned the flying sword in her hand into a streamer and shot it towards the monk surnamed Xu, and the flying sword instantly stabbed his vest.

As a result, an astonishing scene appeared, and a faint light and shadow with the size of a bowl appeared behind the monk surnamed Xu, which forcibly blocked the sharp blow of the flying sword. An unknown magic weapon on the body of the monk surnamed Xu was automatically protected, allowing him to escape the catastrophe, and the light and shadow became bright after the flying sword was killed.

Although the monk surnamed Xu was not killed by the flying sword, he was also shocked by a huge shock, and his pace was unsteady, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then continued to run forward.

"Hmph, want to go, it's too late!" Gu Jingfang was shocked for a while, immediately adjusted her mentality, and when the monk surnamed Xu fled in a hurry, she let out another coquettish sound, controlled the flying sword to spin around, overtook the monk surnamed Xu, turned around, and pierced his throat.

Wang Xianzhen, who followed closely, also manipulated the flying sword to block Gu Jingfang's continuous attacks, but unfortunately his flying sword was too late to save him. The monk surnamed Xu sighed, touched a transparent hole in his neck, blood spurted out several feet away, and his body fell in response, seeing that he could not survive.

Gu Jingfang made a meritorious blow with one blow, and the flying sword looped again, slaughtering the bulging storage bag on the waist of the monk surnamed Xu. Wang Xianzhen commanded his flying sword to chase Gu Jingfang with all his might, and he was about to succeed, but Qin Xiaozhen, who was waiting for the opportunity, threw out a few fireballs and hit them, deviating from the original trajectory.

With this block, Gu Jingfang's flying sword smoothly returned to her side. The woman took off the bloody storage bag, threw it to Wang Jing's side without looking at it, and then controlled the flying sword to meet Wang Xianzhen's flying sword.

After a few breaths, Wang Jing's Golden Sea Demon Qi had already been nine out of ten, and it was not enough to convert into spiritual energy to maintain control of the fog around him. After the dense fog got out of control, a small amount was absorbed into Wang Jing's body, and a large amount dissipated in the valley, and when the wind blew, there was no trace.

Without the assistance of mist, in the face of a joint attack by a cultivator of the eighth layer of qi refining and a ninth layer of qi refining Great Perfection, Wang Jing and the second daughter had no choice but to use the defensive talisman seal to build a large defensive light shield around them.

"Stinky boy, quickly hand over the qualification tokens and storage bags on the two boys beside you, Dao Ye, I will give you a good time, otherwise you will be scattered and will not be able to live forever. ”

Wang Xianzhen returned with a blow to no avail, and the flying sword returned to his hand, took a big step forward, and shouted at Wang Jing with a hideous face.

"Master standing still, you can't hurt a single hair of the master, hand over the qualification token? I advise you not to dream about Qingqiu, how far to roll, the master will be annoyed when he sees your ugly face. ”