"Senior Brother Yuwen, we must leave immediately, it will be too late!" Liu Mode hurriedly said, and when he said this, he also pulled Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeve and blinked violently, hinting not to bring Long Qiyun.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at Long Qiyun, and there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes.

Although Long Qiyun's injury will not be fatal, he has basically no combat effectiveness, so he can only take him back to Dongluohe City and ask the elders of the sect to come to the rescue, and Long Qiyun may be able to save his life. Even if you save your life, I'm afraid that most of your cultivation will be wasted.

If there was no pursuit by the enemy monks, he would undoubtedly take Long Qiyun back to the Dongluohe City District.

But now, the seriously injured Long Qiyun will seriously drag down the combat strength of the others, and if it is not good, it will even lead to the destruction of the gold team, and they will all die in this ice and snow mountain forest, will they die one, or will they die five? This made Yuwen Zhouyuan hesitate.

As the leader of the squad, his most important responsibility is to keep the majority alive.

But the horror and despair in Long Qiyun's eyes, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't be ruthless, they were brothers in the same sect after all, even if they had no feelings in the past, they had to talk about this same relationship.

"Go back to Dongluohe City! Liu Mode carries Senior Brother Long, Ma Yuehua and Shi Weihua, the two of you guard Liu Mode, I will open the way, go!" Yuwen Zhouyuan made a decision and quickly ran in the opposite direction of the enemy monk.

He sighed in his heart, this decision was likely to cost them all their lives, maybe he was not suitable to be the team leader at all.

After entering the ice and snow mountain forest area, they lost a veteran member of the fourth layer of the True Yuan, and the other three were all cultivators of the first and second layers of the True Yuan, and the strength of their team was too weak to stay in this glacial cold valley.

The task of sneaking up on the enemy's monk's camp, let Zhao Dongbo and the others complete it, return to Dongluohe City as soon as possible, even if he is sent to fight next time, he will never be the leader again, he can't complete the task, even if he is accused by the sect elders when he goes back, it is better than being buried in this glacial cold valley.

Liu Mode opened his mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally Long Qiyun, who was seriously injured on his back with a helpless face, under the protection of Ma Yuehua and Shi Weihua, followed Yuwen Zhouyuan to run into the mist of the mountains and forests, avoiding the enemy monks.

They galloped for miles through the mist. The sound of several strong winds behind them was getting closer and closer, and the figure could already be seen. These enemy monks will be able to catch up with them.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced back, Liu Mode was already out of breath, and he ran with all his strength on his back Long Qiyun. The speed can't be faster, their own cultivation is low, and carrying a person on their backs will inevitably have an impact, and they can't escape the pursuit of the enemy monks at all.

Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed secretly, it seemed that he had to give up Long Qiyun. It's not that he's unreasonable, it's really powerless.

Long Qiyun himself was unable to fight, and it also made it difficult for Liu Mode to exert his strength, which was equivalent to directly reducing the combat power of their team by two. With three battles and five, the odds of winning are really not high. At this juncture, something must be abandoned.

They ran near a small jungle, just as Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to make a voice for Liu Mode to put Long Qiyun down. When he was ready to engage in battle, he suddenly changed.

Several magic weapons suddenly flew out of the small jungle, killing the enemy monks who were in hot pursuit, and immediately killed the five enemy monks who were being excitedly chased by surprise, and they turned on their backs.

Then there was a laugh, and Zhao Dongbo and the five Lieyang monks rushed out and intercepted the enemy monks.

It was also a fluke, Zhao Dongbo and the others were walking around in the mountains and forests, they were also lost, and it was difficult to distinguish the southwest, they heard the movement of Yuwen Zhouyuan and the rotten bone demon python fighting, so they heard the sound and quietly touched over to see the situation.

But they weren't sure if it was a trap or not, so they waited for them to fall into the trap, hesitated, and hid in the small jungle to discuss what to do.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was escaping from the side with a scorching sun team, followed by four or five enemy True Yuan monks, they were overjoyed, and they did not hesitate to make a move, and their number of people in this situation obviously accounted for nearly double the advantage. Fools don't do it.

There was a lot of chaos in this mountain forest, and the fighters flashed by, and if they missed it, they were gone.

Yuwen Zhouyuan never expected that Zhao Dongbo and others would ambush in this inconspicuous small jungle, and in surprise, he immediately asked the team to stop, put down Long Qiyun in the grove, and took Liu Mode, Shi Weihua, and Ma Yuehua to turn around and kill back.

The situation of the nine battles and five was very good, and one or twenty magic weapons of various colors danced all over the sky near the small jungle, dazzling and dazzling, and they overwhelmed the enemy monks.

This time, it was the group of five enemy True Yuan Monks who suffered hardships and shouted that they couldn't bear it.

The leader of this team was none other than the elder of the Binghe Sect, a high-ranking monk of the seventh layer of the True Yuan Period, after he was scolded by the young sect master, he made meritorious service and led his men and horses to look for traces of the enemy in the mountains and forests, and finally found the traces of the enemy.

But he never expected that the Dongluohe monks would come so much, and they also set up an ambush and attacked one by surprise, but instead surrounded their team.

"Little Lao'er, when you meet Uncle and I today, you can die with peace of mind!" Zhao Dongbo drove a giant sword with yellow light and slashed at Elder He frantically, laughing proudly.

Although Zhao Dongbo was a real sixth-layer cultivator, he relied on a surprise surprise attack and used his proud giant sword mid-level magic weapon to suppress a real seventh-layer cultivator.

Zhao Dongbo could even imagine that with the help of other fellow disciples, Zhao Dongbo could even imagine that with the help of other fellow disciples, he would be able to cut this high-ranking monk into pulp.

As long as he killed a real seventh-layer cultivator, then the combat mission of his sneak attack on this trip was basically completed, and he would definitely be able to get Elder Yan's appreciation when he returned to Dongluohe City.

Nearby, the remaining ten or so monks fought in a chaotic group, and all of them were two Burning Sun Sect monks besieging a Glacier Sect monk.

The five True Yuan Cultivators on the side of the Ice River Sect also belonged to Elder He's cultivation to the highest, reaching the seventh level of real people. The remaining four monks were mostly fourth- and fifth-level cultivators who were middle-level cultivators, and their strength was not much higher than that of the monks of the Burning Sun Sect. Moreover, there were as many as nine people in the Burning Sun Sect.

Elder He was quite embarrassed, but fortunately, he had rich combat experience, and while he was not in a hurry to control the magic branch with his divine sense, resisting Zhao Dongbo's crazy onslaught, he took out a flying rocket from his storage bag and shot it out.

"Whew!" colorful fireworks exploded in the swampy sky, clearly visible in a radius of dozens of miles.

"Elder He, you can't stop it, let's escape first!" Those few Ice River Sect monks were barely able to support under the onslaught of the Burning Sun Sect monks, they were almost unable to hold on, and they shouted loudly, wanting to retreat.

"No one can retreat, hold on any longer, and our people will arrive soon. As long as we have a team to arrive, we will be able to wipe out all these Dongluo River monks here. ”

Elder He shouted loudly, there were four teams of Glacier Sect monks in this mountain forest, and the five of them were just one of them, and their overall strength definitely surpassed that of Yuwen Zhouyuan and other Lieyang disciples.

Elder He knew very well that if they retreated now, then this group of Burning Sun Cultivators would definitely disappear into the Misty Mountains and Forests again, and it would be difficult to be discovered, so he would rather hold on hard than delay these Burning Sun Cultivators here.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was besieging a short-sized monk of the Glacier Sect of the fifth layer of the True Yuan with a fellow cultivator of the third layer of the Burning Sun.

The short monk's face had already turned pale, just the golden flying sword of Yuwen Zhouyuan, it was difficult for him to support it left and right, not to mention that there was a Burning Sun Monk by his side to assist, but he didn't dare to flee without permission, and he didn't listen to the command to escape without permission, and the rules of the Ice River Sect punished him extremely harshly.

While attacking the short monk, Yuwen Zhouyuan still had enough leisure to look around the entire battlefield and check the situation, and now the situation, the Burning Sun Monk has the upper hand, if nothing else, it only takes a moment to completely defeat the five enemy monks in front of him.

However, Elder He released a flying rocket, obviously asking for help, which really surprised Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"The enemy must still have reinforcements, but I don't know how many there are, once the enemy reinforcements arrive, even if there are only three or five True Yuan Cultivators, I'm afraid that the whole situation will be reversed immediately. I'm afraid that I didn't kill these enemy monks myself, but they killed them together. ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan meditated on this in his heart, and his back suddenly became cold, and his cold hair stood upside down. Now is the time to fight, there can be no delay, and if you can kill a few, count a few.

And in his eyes, there was a cold light, "Soul Shaking Drum!" Yuwen Zhouyuan withdrew the flying sword, shouted in a low voice, and threw out a palm-sized soul shaking drum, which rose when he saw the wind, turned into a large drum of several zhanghuanghuang, suspended in mid-air, and then he flicked his fingers, and a pillar of mana light shot out of his fingertips with a muffled sound of "dong", and blasted a soul wave towards the short monk.

The short monk saw Yuwen Zhouyuan throw out the Soul Shaking Drum, and hurriedly withdrew the magic knife and placed it in front of him, he was shocked, he didn't know what this drum was for.

Then, with a muffled grunt from the dementor blast, he was stunned, finally understanding what was going on, but it was too late.

"Whoosh!" a golden flying sword light shot out, and almost at the same time as the short monk was stunned, the sword swept through his neck, easily piercing the protective shield.

The short monk staggered back several steps, desperately hugging his neck, trying to plug the crack, the crack got bigger and bigger, and the blood splattered, and a big head flew up. The short monk fell, his head rolling on the ground with wide eyes, obviously extremely unwilling, and his death was too unjust.

One hit kills, clean and clean.

The monk of the same sect of the Burning Sun was about to attack the short monk, but when he saw that he had been killed with a sword, he couldn't help but look at Yuwen Zhouyuan in a daze, and opened his mouth dumbly and couldn't speak, this senior brother Yuwen was too fierce to shoot, if he didn't have the means to resist being stunned, he couldn't stand it at all.

After Yuwen Juyuan killed an enemy monk, he didn't say a word, his eyes swept to the other small and battlefield around him, found the nearest next nearest target, and immediately rushed over. For him, killing anyone is killing, and it doesn't matter if he picks one first and then kills that.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Between breaths, Yuwen Zhouyuan flashed quickly on the battlefield, and he left as soon as he touched it.

Those monks of the Ice River Sect were originally struggling to support under the attack of the Burning Sun Monks, where could they withstand the dizzy surprise attack of Yuwen Zhouyuan. Once you are stunned, under the siege of several magic weapons, you are almost certain to die.