On Canglang Island, somewhere in the Black Mist Forest, Wu Chenlong lay beside Bai Yiyi and asked softly: "Sister Yiyi, it's been three days, why don't we go back to the cave?"
Bai Yiyi said: "You can go back if you want, but I don't want to go back. Since the beginning of the secret realm of Jianzhong, we have been the objects of protection. This feeling is so unpleasant. Now, Brother Ling and Brother Jian are both injured, and it is us How can you let it go when you are performing.”
"But what if we attract the combined monks from the Blood Sea Sect? We probably won't be able to escape with just the few of us."
Gu Youlan changed her cold temperament before and interjected: "What are you afraid of? It's not like we haven't seen them before. We were able to enter when facing nine fused monks outside the forest before. But now, you are scared."
Wu Chenlong felt humiliated, and said with a pinched neck: "Who said I'm a coward? I just want to be fully prepared and take into account various emergencies. The monks who killed the Blood Sea Sect, the boss is great, and I am not bad either!"
Zhang Hu said softly: "It was the master who took care of us in the past, which caused him to be seriously injured. We also have to grow up, and we cannot always be under his protection."
Bai Yiyi glanced at him admiringly and said, "Yes, only by experiencing the battle of life and death and feeling the baptism of blood and fire can one be reborn and reach the peak!"
Everyone was immediately inspired by these words, their eyes sparkled, and the idea of returning to the cave was long forgotten.
"Attention, their combined monk has left!"
Gu Youlan reminded softly. Among the six, she and Bai Yiyi have the widest range of spiritual consciousness. Bai Yiyi has a relatively rough personality and is not as careful as her. The task of observing the movements of the enemy disciples naturally falls on her.
"Don't act in a hurry. Wait for a while." She warned because she was afraid that the combined monk would leave and come back.
Everyone waited patiently for half an hour, but still no fused monk turned around, so Bai Yiyi ordered: "Kill!"
A scolding sound completely kicked off the battle. The six people suddenly jumped up, looking for the Blood Sea Sect disciples that they had long thought to kill, and suddenly rushed over.
The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, and the disciples of the Blood Sea Sect were unable to react for a while. It has been almost ten days since they entered the Black Mist Forest. The poisonous mist in the forest continued to erode their souls, their consciousness and five senses were greatly reduced, and their combat power was less than 70%.
In an instant, the six people arrived in front of those disciples. The sword light and palm wind swept across, and hundreds of Blood Sea Sect disciples died in their hands. The remaining disciples woke up and fled in all directions, while some spread the news. Pass it on.
Bai Yiyi and others continued to kill, and the speed of the sword in their hands increased to the limit. Every time the sword was struck, a monk would definitely die. Three days of fighting made them more comfortable on the battlefield, and they gradually understood their swordsmanship in life-and-death fights.
The level of swordsmanship is steadily improving. How to draw a sword to increase speed, how to draw a sword to be more powerful, how to use force to fight, all kinds of swordsmanship skills are becoming more and more proficient, and they are constantly integrated into the soul and body, almost becoming an instinct.
Among the six, almost all of them, except Song Yingjie, had learned the Nine Ultimate Sword. But each of them uses different sword moves. Such sword skills are terrifying. Because it integrates the swordsman's own sword-wielding habits and characteristics, it becomes the most suitable sword move for him. The power and lethality of the sword technique reach its own limit.
The time for a cup of tea passed in an instant, and Gu Youlan shouted "Retreat!" as if holding a stopwatch. The remaining five people immediately gave up the battle, leaving behind the corpses of more than a thousand Blood Sea Sect disciples, and left the battlefield instantly, even if it took just one breath. No time was wasted.
By the time Bian Xuesha and the nine combined elders arrived at the scene, the six of them had long since lost track. The great elder's eyes were blood red, and he slapped the ground with a fierce palm. A huge handprint suddenly appeared on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"Damn, it's like this again. These bastards are so cunning. In the past three days, every time they attacked, there was no time to drink tea, and there was no time to rush to the scene. In these three days of attacks, they killed more than 10,000 disciples."
The elders were very upset, and the hatred in Bian Xuesha's eyes almost solidified. It's just helpless that these people are so slippery that they can't find the same opportunity since the last time they intercepted it. Every time they try to catch it, the time is always too short to seize it.
"Now tell me, what else can you do?"
Bian Xuesha's eyes swept across the faces of the surviving disciples, and he found that the eyes of those disciples were full of panic, suspicion, fear, and terror. There was even a trace of hatred deep in their eyes!
The previously aloof leader of the Blood Sea Sect was actually hated by the disciples of his own sect. He could imagine the thoughts of those disciples.
It was because of him, just to avenge his two sons, that he brought us to such a terrifying black mist forest. There was no antidote to the poison, and we had to face unknown attacks every day. We were not sure whether we would be able to see the sun tomorrow. The original fear of him turned into a trace of hatred!
He knew he couldn't go on like this. These disciples are on the verge of collapse. If they can't find a solution, they may cause riots. By then, no one will listen to his orders anymore.
He glared at the great elder fiercely and cursed angrily: "Speak! I'm not usually very resourceful. Why is it that now, there is nothing I can do?"
The great elder's body trembled, and he felt something was wrong. If he could not think of a way to deal with it, Bian Xuesha would not hesitate to use him as a sacrificial flag. My mind was racing, desperately searching for strategies.
All the elders looked at him quietly, with expressions of hope on their faces. If they could not think of a way and Bian Xuesha went crazy, they would also suffer the same disaster.
After a long time, when the blood on the side was impatient, the great elder finally spoke: "Sect Master, I think there are some omissions in the original design. Although we have concentrated the most high-end combat power, as you can see in front of us, they killed It’s easy for low-level disciples to evacuate within a short period of time, and we won’t be able to catch them.”
"Tell me your way!" Bian Xuesha insisted.
The Great Elder swallowed and continued: "For this reason, I think that high-end combat power is still needed. It's just that this method requires the sect master to be more burdened."
"go on!"
"First, shrink all the disciples together and continue to look for a way out. This forest is too big and they won't be able to find it even if they hide. Second, ask the sect's alchemy master to increase the refining of detoxifying pills so that the disciples can We are protected; thirdly, our nine elders are stationed in nine directions, with the sect leader in the middle to provide support."
"In this way, even if they launch an attack, there will be a fusion monk in any direction. Coupled with the sect's distracting monks, at least one of them can be held back."
"From what I have seen, they will never give up any of their companions easily. As long as one of them is held back, the remaining few will come to the rescue. At this time, the other elders and sect leaders will come to support, and we can fight with them Head-to-head confrontation.”
"With their ability to distinguish between gods and gods, if we join the hands of ten of us, are we still afraid that we will not be able to catch them? By then, their life and death will be in the hands of the sect leader!"
After the great elder said what he said, all the elders showed expressions of admiration. Bian Xuesha's complexion also improved a lot. He also felt that as the great elder said the words to protect his disciples, those disciples had less hatred towards him.
He then said: "Okay, we will follow the instructions of the great elder and order the alchemist to step up the refining of the detoxification pill. All the disciples will come closer to us."
The order was issued, and the disciples of the Blood Sea Sect began to migrate. Hundreds of thousands of disciples rushed towards the location of the blood demon.
As we got closer, we were suddenly startled by the chirping of insects and birds, and the movement was so loud!
Bai Yiyi and others hid in a hidden corner and watched the disciples in front of them leave one after another and walk towards the previous battlefield. They were all confused as to what tricks the Blood Sea Sect was playing.
Wu Chenlong asked: "Sister Yiyi, do you think they have any new plans?"
Bai Yiyi observed for a moment and said: "Are they planning to gather together? Then it will be inconvenient for us to move. There are too many disciples, and the ants will kill the elephant! What's more, if they gather together, the distance to the combined monks will be closer. .”
"Then what should we do now?" Song Yingjie interjected and asked.
"I don't know, let's take a look first and then talk!" Bai Yiyi thought hard for a long time and couldn't think of any way, so she could only prevaricate.
Gu Youlan pondered for a while and then said: "Since they have changed, we might as well return to the cave first. Cheng Ling may have a way!"
When everyone heard this, they all agreed. Bai Yiyi had no choice but to follow them and lead the team towards the cave.
Inside the cave, Cheng Ling opened his eyes with satisfaction. In one day, the second Sword Ascension Pill was refined, and the transformation of the sword element went further, reaching 60%, and the overall strength was slightly improved. Just as he was about to get up and practice the Nine Ultimate Sword, his spiritual consciousness swept from a distance, and Bai Yiyi and others were back.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at the six people in front of him. Their bodies were filled with murderous intent, and the smell of blood filled the air. The energy of the six people had improved a lot, and the eyes in their eyes were even sharper and sharper.
He smiled slightly and asked Xi Yan, "How are you doing? How many people have you killed?"
Xiyan replied: "Not many, just over a thousand people!"
Cheng Ling laughed and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! If you learn how to kill, you can go further in your future practice. This world is a world of the jungle and the strong, and it is more cruel than the world of animals. You will learn these things one day clear."
Turning his head, he asked Bai Yiyi: "How is it? Has there been any change in the Blood Sea Sect?"
Bai Yiyi was startled and asked, "Did you see it?"
"That's not true. I have been in the cave these past few days and have never left!"
"That's surprising. Are you really capable of pinching?"
Cheng Ling chuckled and said: "Based on your temperament, if you don't encounter a difficult problem, you will never return to the cave easily. Tell me, how are the disciples of the Blood Sea Sect?"
"I don't know either. We just saw that all the disciples seemed to be gathered in one place. As a result, it will be very difficult for us to attack and kill them!"
Cheng Ling nodded and said: "In order to find our traces, we dispersed the disciples and then supported them separately by high-end monks. Now, we have shortened the raid time so that they cannot stop us. The high-end combat power has no effect at all. We just let the disciples act as cannon fodder."
"In this way, those low-level disciples will definitely have doubts about Bianxuesha, and if things go on like this, there will even be riots. It's a good game to play together. If I'm not wrong, the nine fused monks will definitely We will go to nine directions and be prepared for our surprise attacks at all times!"
Everyone was convinced. Cheng Ling had never seen the scene and his analysis was accurate.
Wu Chenlong asked: "Boss, what should we do next?"
Cheng Ling said with a smile: "We will wait until they gather together. Think about it, hundreds of thousands of monks are scattered in every corner of the forest. If we want to gather them all, we will definitely not be able to complete it in a short time."
"We are just recharging our energy. In the past few days, you can reflect on your battle experience and improve your cultivation and standing strength to a higher level. After they have gathered, we will start taking action. Don't worry, there are still many tough battles waiting for you. What about us!"
