The Secret of the Four Seasons Sea (13)

Xiang Qian continued to explain: "Do you know, your hiding location has been exposed, since people have sent out incense to gather people, I can receive it, and others can also receive it, and one day, someone will come to this place to take a look, isn't it?"

This remark, said that the monk surnamed Mao seems to understand whether he understands or not, but he is not easy to ask, and he said in his heart, it is nothing more than a move, after this catastrophe, I also have this intention, it is inevitable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately, the monk surnamed Mao nodded in agreement.

Previously, Fang Someone naturally didn't think about continuing to use this person as bait to set up an ambush here, but the team that had just been destroyed by himself should be the last team in this area, rather than defending here, it might be more efficient to continue to fight people in another place.

Therefore, after the confession was completed, he did not linger any longer, and immediately set off and advanced towards the next area.

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Then changed a few areas, and the effect of this booby trap really appeared, and after a few days, a total of six teams of the other party had been wiped out. However, in the next few days, the situation was reversed

On the first day, Xinxiang was released, but he waited for a day in vain.

On the second day, the same was true.

Pointing his fingers in front of the direction, there are only a few days left before the winter solstice, and if he continues to have a bye, it will be too late to completely kill the remaining disciples of the Tianyi Sect before exiting this realm.

Four teams, there are four teams left! Bananas are spicy, killing is not a problem, the problem is that you have to find them first!

Every day, the monk of the sword would be ordered to release the incense incense, but after another two days, the net still failed.

Seeing that the direction was in front of the tiger all day long, the monk surnamed Yang accompanied him all day long, repeatedly promising that the next time it would be effective.

On this day, early, the direction is also waiting for the wisher to take the bait. The sword monk led four rune soldiers to lie in a short distance, and when someone approached, he began to stage a "breaking formation" with a shout.

Everything seems to be unusually calm.

Soon, however, the calm was really abnormal.

"Hum, hum—" As soon as the warning charm sounded, the sword monk immediately jumped up and shouted, "Come, come, start work!"

As a result, the sound of "ping pong" breaking the formation suddenly sounded.

It was only after a small half of the tea, and a team of people broke out in the dense forest, which was the disciple of the Tianyi Sect who came to help.

"Good, we're finally catching up. A middle-aged fat man in the lead wiped a handful of sweat from his head and said: "Mom, I'm a bastar, I'm tired of Lao Tzu, and I'm not busy, let's breathe here for a while, sharpen the knife and don't cut firewood by mistake, and then talk about it when it recovers." ”

"Yes. The four companions agreed in unison, and sat down on the ground to breathe.

In order to wait for these people to approach, the sword monk led the soldiers to continue slashing and killing on the large array, deliberately shouting, but still did not see these people coming.

As soon as these five people meditated, the effort of a small half cup of tea passed in a flash.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps in the dense forest was mixed, and this time, there were a total of ten people who came out of the forest!

Your sister, these are two full squads!

"Yo, you're here early?" said a yellow-faced monk from both teams as he greeted the middle-aged fat man who arrived first.

"Exactly," the middle-aged fat man got up and said, "It's just time to finish pranayama, everyone, let's do it." ”

"Yes. The four junior disciples of the middle-aged fat man drew their swords one after another, followed closely behind this person, and strode towards the big formation.

In the large array, Xiang Qian still meditated with his eyes closed, as if he had turned a deaf ear to all this.

Just as the three teams of people and horses were about to start together, there was another noise in the dense forest, and the disciples of the fourth Tianyi Sect suddenly walked out.

Mamma Mia, is this the year-end party?

With the appearance of this last team, the only four attack and killing teams of Tianyi Sect in this realm can be regarded as all of them.

"Ouch, we're late. In the last team, a young monk shouted at a high level: "Hurry up, let's copy the guys, don't let others rob the first work." ”

When the three teams of people who were about to start heard this, they all looked sideways, but they all picked up their blades and killed!

The countless crashing sounds of "puff, pong, ......" on all sides were naturally the sound of swords slashing on the light array, and the four sounds in front of them, unfortunately, were muffled sounds of swords slashing down on the body of the rune soldiers.

The four talisman soldiers who turned into monks of the Tianyi Sect turned into confetti in an instant and fell to the ground one after another.

"Hahaha, senior brothers, we succeeded!" The monk surnamed Yang who made the knife shook the steel knife in his hand and cheered loudly at the three teams of fellow disciples who had already succeeded.

"Damn, is that kid you're talking about the little livestock cowering in the formation now?" asked the yellow-faced monk from earlier, pointing in the direction of the formation with the steel whip in his hand.

"Yes, yes, it's him, he called the direction forward, our team, along with the other five teams, were all killed by him one by one. This person vowed to kill all of us, but the younger brother was not convinced, so he took the risk of sending a letter to the senior brothers for help. The excitement on the face of the sword monk filled him with excitement and he began to pour bitter water.

"This little bastard is simply not human, but all the brothers he captures are tortured to death by him. The younger brother also suffered, so he would superficially obey his dispatch. Senior brothers, you have to make decisions for me!" As he spoke, this guy was already making a loud voice of grief, and said: "Pity those good brothers of mine, they died so miserably, it's so hard to write, I can't finish it for three days and three nights!"

This guy said this, one is naturally to shirk his own mistakes in joining the enemy, and the other is to take precautions for you in advance. The implication, everyone, this kid in front of him is really a demon, to deal with him, you can only be ruthless, you can only unite sincerely, unite and unite against the enemy, but if you want to be selfish, once you miss, the consequences will be very serious, very serious!

The middle-aged fat man in the lead said: "Don't say anything else, just slaughter our six squads at him, if we don't chop him into meat sauce and shred his body into ten thousand pieces today, how can we return to the sect master after we go back?"

"That's right," said the other long-bearded old man in the lead, "let's work together to catch him first, and make him want to die, and then kill him when we find out the details of this kid." ”

After all, this guy is older, and his worries are even deeper.

As he spoke, these people were in front of him regardless of the direction, and all the words of their own side were heard in their ears, and they were so unscrupulous that while breaking the formation, they discussed how to deal with all kinds of torture in front of the direction later.

"Okay, that's it!" The last team to arrive, that is, joined the team that broke the formation, and Ping Pong slashed at the light array.

Now, under the quiet alliance of the sword monk, the Tianyi Sect suddenly gathered four teams of people, connected to that group, a total of twenty-one people, intending to join forces to deal with a monk of the same rank - of course they didn't know that the direction had actually been successfully promoted, so the sword monk would naturally not say that he was killed; of course, it was not an exaggeration to say that the direction was the same as them, because, at this moment, although someone's rank was high, this cultivation was rigidly limited by the power of the laws of this realm. In their minds, it is natural to pinch the snail with ten fingers, and ten to take ten stable.