Normally, human cultivators of the same level cannot defeat monsters of the same level. Pan Yang was able to fight this level three elite armored monster for so long thanks to the help of the flying skateboard.
The long battle had almost exhausted all the spiritual energy in Pan Yang's body. The protective armor was riddled with holes, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth. It looked like he had suffered internal injuries. Seeing that Pan Yang could not avoid the flames spewed by the armored monster, Rong Xian Xian stood up from the flying carpet and threw the soul-eating knife in his hand. The soul-eating knife plunged straight into the eyes of the armored monster.
The flames that had touched Pan Yang's hair were extinguished in an instant, and the huge armored monster fell to the ground with a "boom". The ground shook, splashing countless gravel and dust.
"Thank you, madam!" Pan Yang cupped his fists and thanked Rong Xianxian. Rong Xianxian waved her hand and reached out to recall the soul-eating knife.
Seeing that Pan Yang was still unable to advance tonight, he would have to continue to prepare for him tomorrow. Rong Xianxian handed him a bottle of healing elixir and a bottle of Qi and blood elixir. Pan Yang took the elixir and put the armored monster's body into the space. Among the treasures.
Rong Xianxian returned to the camp. Xiao Luo was pestering Jiang Jie to accompany him in sparring. He Wen, Shen Lishu and others were watching the battle. Seeing Rong Xianxian back, Jiang Jie immediately jumped out.
Xiao Luo and Xuan Xuan Ka have been at the top of the Chongmai Realm for a long time. Both children have very good qualifications. The reason why they have not advanced yet is not because they cannot advance, but because Rong Xianxian wants to lay a better foundation for them.
Rong Xianxian prepared body quenching liquid for them, and soaked them for an hour every night before going to bed. They moved their muscles and bones before soaking in the medicinal bath, which would be more conducive to promoting the absorption of the medicinal liquid.
"Mom!" Xuanxuan ran over immediately when she saw Rong Xianxian.
Rong Xianxian saw that Xuanxuan's face was slightly red and she was sweating, obviously she had just been active, so she quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.
"Uncle Jiang, come on, let's continue!" Xiao Luo said breathlessly.
"I'm not coming, let me rest for a while." Jiang Jie is not physically tired, but mentally tired. He has practiced sparring with Xiao Luo countless times, and they are very familiar with each other's moves. Jiang Jie has to be careful not to get hurt. Xiao Luo still had to catch many of Xiao Luo's unexpected moves, and the sparring became more and more difficult.
"Xiao Luo, you are not allowed to have Uncle Jiang Jie as a sparring partner anymore. Pan Yang, go and compete with your team leader!" Rong Xianxian said to Pan Yang.
"Yes! Madam." Pan Yang took the order and stood opposite Xiao Luo.
Pan Yang had just fought a life-and-death battle with a level three elite armored monster. He was exhausted and suffered internal injuries. After taking the elixir, the medicine took effect. At this moment, his muscles and bones were soft. He just wanted to lie down immediately and take a deep sleep. , However, since his wife asked him to come out, he had no choice but to cheer up and practice with Xiao Luo.
After all, Pan Yang was a cultivator who was about to advance to the Blood Refining Realm. Even though his feet were weak and the spiritual energy in his body was weak, he still beat Xiao Luo so hard that he was unable to parry and kept retreating. Everyone watching the battle widened their eyes nervously.
Pan Yang moved quickly, suppressing the long whip in Xiao Luo's hand and making it difficult to raise it. He had to keep dodging to avoid it. Jiang Jie looked a little distressed and frowned repeatedly.
On the contrary, Rong Xianxian had a smile on her face. She was used to using weapons such as poisons, soul-suppressing bells, and soul-eating knives. She was really unable to practice with her children in a serious way. Pan Yang was exposed in the bloody storm. He is a man who was beaten by crawling and rolling and has rich practical experience. Letting him practice with Xiao Luo in the future will not only meet Xiao Luo's current practical training needs, but also cultivate the relationship between their master and slave. It is really a good idea.
The battle situation on the field showed a one-sided trend. Xiao Luo was in a hurry. Pan Yang raised the back of his knife, and with a "bang" sound, the back of the knife hit Xiao Luo's right hand holding the bone whip. The slap was so strong that Xiao Luo felt There was a dull pain in his right hand, and then the whole arm went numb. The bone whip came out of his hand and fell to the ground with a "snap".
"Xiao Luo." Jiang Jie, who had been paying attention to Xiao Luo's condition, nervously looked at Xiao Luo's right hand and saw that the entire back of his hand was red and swollen. "This, this, Pan Yang, can't you be more careful?" Jiang Jie was angry. shouted.
"Uncle Jiang, I'm fine." Xiao Luo's right hand was so painful that he almost lost consciousness. He put his left hand around Jiang Jie's neck to comfort him.
Pan Yang glanced at Rong Xianxian with an aggrieved look. God knows, he was really careful just now. It is not a good thing to practice sparring with a child.
"Xiao Luo, Uncle Pan Yang practiced with you even though you were injured. Do you still want Uncle Pan Yang to teach you in the future?" Rong Xianxian glanced at Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo immediately understood what Rong Xianxian meant, stood up straight and saluted Pan Yang with his fists clasped, "Thank you, Uncle Pan Yang, for your advice."
Pan Yang smiled back, "You're welcome, you're welcome."
"Okay, it's getting late, let's all take a rest early!" Rong Xianxian sent everyone away, leaving Jiang Jie alone to talk.
"Ajie, you should pack your things in the next two days. After passing the Mengjiawan safe zone, it will be not far from your home. I will take you back then." Rong Xianxian said to Jiang Jie.
"No, Sister Rong, I want to complete the mission with everyone, and then go home when I get back!" Jiang Jie shook his head and refused without thinking.
"I'm telling you to pack your things now, I'm not here to discuss with you!" Rong Xianxian stared at Jiang Jie and said seriously.
"Sister Rong, if I leave now, won't I run away from the battle? How will I face my brothers in the team in the future? What will others think of me? I know that I am not as good at killing monsters as Pan Yang's group. If I do something like this again If something like this happens, you won’t have the shame to hang out in the team anymore!” Jiang Jie turned away as he spoke.
"Ajie, did someone in the team say something in front of you? Someone made you angry?" Rong Xianxian's face changed and she asked immediately.
"No!" Jiang Jie denied immediately.
"Really?" Rong Xianxian asked worriedly, following her all the way. She regarded Jiang Jie and Wang Lin as her own brothers. If anyone dared to offend them, that would be unacceptable.
"No, you chose this mission to take care of me. How could I go home without participating in the mission?" No one in the team dared to offend Jiang Jie, but since they knew that this mission was more dangerous, Jiang Jie was under great psychological pressure. In addition, he saw that most of the members of the Tianhe mercenary team were Qi Bridge practitioners, and many of them were superior to him in actual combat power, which gave him a sense of crisis.
"Ajie, this mission was chosen by me and has nothing to do with you. You don't have to feel any burden. I am the one who asked you to go home. You are executing my order. Who dares to say that you escaped from the battle?" Rong Xianxian explain.
"But..." Jiang Jie wanted to say something else, but Rong Xianxian waved his hand and interrupted what he wanted to say, "No more, it's settled!"
