Chapter 40: Losing both
It is not easy to be a newcomer, so please ask most of the readers to give their opinions, and the leader of the Confucian cultivators paused to observe the surrounding environment destroyed by the battle, and then said, "Yes, there was a battle here not long ago, and the battle was still very short. ”
"So that bastard is ahead?" Acknowledged by the leader of the Confucian cultivators, the others were also excited.
Just as they were about to quickly catch up with Feng Yang, they were stopped by the leader of Confucian Xiu: "Wait a minute, don't you forget that this is no longer the periphery of the Forest of Hidden Return, and even if you want to kill the demon beasts here, it will take a lot of effort, right?"
"Well, maybe he used a martial art with strong after-effects?" said one of the monks.
"There is also this possibility, and there is another possibility that he hid his cultivation. The leader of Confucian cultivation analyzed.
"Regardless of whether he is a hidden cultivator or not, I don't believe he can beat the seven of us. "Among these seven people, two are tenth-order cultivators, four eleventh-order cultivators, and one is a twelfth-order cultivator, only those who are not foundation building stage cultivators, and there are very few who can't beat them.
Suddenly, a male monk said, "Boss, look, someone is running towards us. ”
The others were all pointing in the direction he was pointing, and one of them said, "But that person seems to be our target this time." ”
Another person said excitedly: "So anxious to send him to death? Even if he hides his cultivation, he will not be able to return." ”
"Something seems to be wrong, and they are all on guard. The leader of the Confucian cultivators was the first to notice that something was wrong, and hurriedly said to the others. Hearing his order, the others all unarmed and carefully put on guard.
I saw the wind running in front of him, and behind him all kinds of birds flew in a panic in the woods.
In this short moment, the distance between Feng Yang and the seven members of the Black Tiger Gang was shortened to less than ten meters.
"You did chase after you. "This is all in Feng Yang's plan, after all, in the face of such an obvious clue, no one will give up easily. "Since you're here, I'm going to give you a great gift. I saw Feng Yang take out five milky white balls the size of a basketball from the storage bag and smash them at them.
The people of the Black Tiger Gang thought it was some strange weapon, and the various weapons that had been ready to be launched directly hit these white balls.
The powerful explosion in the imagination of "pop" did not come, only the crisp sound of the object shattering, and the gray-white liquid splashed out of the fragmented sphere, splashing directly on everyone's body.
This result caused them to panic a little, and they hurriedly defended with mana. And when I saw that these liquids were not strongly acid-corrosive, they were also calm.
"Damn bastard, how dare you lie to us. ”
A little liquid splashed on the body of the leader of Confucian Xiu, he reached out and dipped a little under his nose and sniffed, the face of the leader of Confucian Xiu suddenly changed: "It's not good, leave him alone, run away." ”
But he found out too late. "Huh..." A sharp insect roar sounded one after another, and I saw that most of the sword mantis groups that were originally chasing Feng Yang stopped pursuing Feng Yang and fled in another direction, and turned to kill the seven members of the Black Tiger Gang with blood-red eyes.
Even if an adult sword mantis can reach the tenth level of the Qi Absorption Period, it is an insect demon beast after all, and it has not opened its spiritual wisdom. When I saw the Seven and Feng Yang of the same race, I thought they were enemies. Combined with the liquid of insect eggs on their bodies, the Knife Mantis population already regards them as mortal enemies.
By the time the Black Tiger Gang wanted to escape, they were surrounded by a population of sword mantises.
Although the seven members of the Black Tiger Gang are all extraordinary, they are also powerless in the face of the many sword mantis that are not afraid of death and go forward one after another.
The seven leaned back to back on each other, guarding against attacks from all directions. The cold light flickered, the shadows cried, and the dull sound of the exchange kept ringing.
The ancients said: If you attack for a long time, you will break it, and if you defend it for a long time, you will lose it.
I saw a large sword monk of the eleventh order of refining body, like an axe cutting through rotten wood, directly and neatly cutting through the shell armor of the upper body of the sword mantis in front of him.
However, the broadsword moves are heavy, and the castration in the broadsword is still the same. It is at a time when the old power is not exhausted and the new power is not born. A cold light flashed from the broken body of the sword mantis, and between the lightning and flint, the big sword monk didn't have time to react, only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
It turned out that the sword mantis in the back had long lost his mind, and he didn't care about the kind of people who were about to die in front of him. I saw a sword mantis behind him with red eyes, waving his knife arm to cut off the same kind of body that had broken in front of him, along with the waist and abdomen of the big knife monk.
But that's not the end of it, don't forget that you're surrounded by sword mantis in such a state. A few more cold flashes of light flashed like a gallop, and he didn't have a chance to swing his sword again, ending the last battle of his life.
At other times, the death of one person may not have had any effect on the other six. But at this time, it was different, the Broadsword Monk fell, and a gap directly appeared in the original watch formation.
The Mantis would not let go of this opportunity easily, and they swarmed through the gap. In an instant, the six people were divided into four small pieces, which were the Confucian cultivator leader, the tenth-order monk, the two eleventh-order monks, the eleventh-order monk, and the tenth-order monk.
And that single tenth-order cultivator couldn't stop the swarming mad sword mantis, and he was instantly drowned in the mantis frenzy.
The leader of the Confucian cultivators held a magic brush and wrote words in mid-air, blocking the attacks of the sword mantis on all sides, and at the same time, he was also attacking the sword mantis.
"Boss, go away and leave us alone. We're running out of ideas. ”
"We know you're going to get out, boss. Remember to avenge us. ”
The leader of the Confucian cultivators saw that it was impossible to rescue the remaining four people. He didn't say anything, and quickly ran towards the outside of the sword mantis encirclement.
When the four of them saw the leader of Ruxiu fleeing, there was no sadness or frustration on their faces, but a happy smile bloomed on the corner of their mouths. for they knew that the leader would avenge them.
"Boom, boom, boom" Four explosions sounded one after another, and the remaining four people did not die in the hands of the sword mantis but exploded themselves, and along with them died dozens of sword mantis around them.
Every sword mantis in the battlefield was slightly or severely wounded, and the four of them blew themselves up, causing them heavy losses.