Chapter 1111 How can it be so easy to die?

Style: Fantasy Author: salted fish laobaiWords: 2155Update Time: 24/01/18 17:45:07
In the distance, several outposts of the Eagle Clan spread their wings and rushed towards them quickly, awakening the distracted people.

One of the handsome young men's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he hurriedly said: "It's an army of monsters, everyone, leave quickly!"

He took the lead in offering a long sword, stood up with the sword, and fled far away.

Next to him, there was a beautiful girl with some baby fat who also reacted quickly and ran away after him.

The others, as if they were awakening from a dream, fled after them in a panic, their expressions changed drastically.

One of the men turned pale and said, "How come there is such a huge army of monsters here?"

No one could answer him because everyone was filled with doubts.

The Eagle tribe's outpost in the sky blew a few whistles, and several people separated and chased them.

However, since these people were all based on foundation-building cultivation, they were only chasing two demon clans of the Golden Core Realm.

The group of people stayed away from the demon army, but were soon overtaken by the demons in the Golden Core Realm.

The young man who spoke at the beginning said calmly: "Let's go separately! If we can survive, we will meet up in Qingdi City!"

Everyone agreed and dispersed, and they could only resign themselves to fate.

The fat girl continued to follow him, but unfortunately one of the golden elixir demons in the sky was chasing them.

The demon scouts in the sky laughed ferociously, and with a flick of their hands, sharp arrows struck at them.

The young man held a talisman in each hand and reacted quickly to activate the two talismans in his hands.

One of the talismans turned into a sword and shield in front of the two of them, and then he swung out another talisman and turned into a huge long sword and slashed towards Gao Tian.

The Eagle Clan scout didn't expect that this kid actually had such a talisman, so he tilted his body and hid.

The girl next to the boy asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Lin, what should I do?"

The young man she called Senior Brother Lin was Lin Wuyou, Xiao Yifeng's disciple, but he was in the Northern Territory for some unknown reason.

He calmly transmitted the message: "Junior Sister Zhao, the other party is the Jindan Realm Monster Tribe. The Monster Tribe's army is not far away. Let's run away first and then join forces to kill it."

The girl nodded, and the two of them flew side by side, using the talismans in their hands to resist attacks from the demon clan from time to time.

The two of them were worthy of being the heirs of the sect, and the circuitous journey along the way really made the demon clan scout helpless. However, due to the gap in cultivation, they were gradually caught up.

But seeing that they were far away from the demon army, Lin Wuyou and Junior Sister Zhao looked at each other, and the two of them suddenly took action in tacit understanding.

Junior Sister Zhao activated a talisman, and a bright yellow dragon rose into the sky, restraining the demon clan.

Lin Wuyou wasted no time, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he bit the green sword in his hand.

He shouted: "Go!"

The power sealed in the long sword was released, and a green sword light slashed at the demon clan who was restrained and unable to move.

The demon clan was caught off guard and was hit by a sword. He screamed and was chopped into two halves and fell down.

Before the two of them had time to be happy, a cold snort came and a figure appeared in mid-air.

It was a Nascent Soul Realm demon clan. He looked at the dead demon clan coldly and said coldly: "What a waste. He can kill two juniors and capsize the boat in the ditch!"

When Junior Sister Zhao saw this, she couldn't help but turn pale and said: "A demon clan in the Nascent Soul Realm!"

She saw that Lin Wuyou was still calm despite being frightened, but his face remained as usual, so she couldn't help but ask through a voice message: "Senior Brother Lin, is there anything else you can do?"

Lin Wuyou sighed. He didn't expect that he would be so unlucky and would encounter such a situation when he came out for training.

He has already reached the foundation building realm, but has never come out to practice.

Lin Ziyun took the initiative to apply for training this time. Considering that the Star Temple would attack the Holy Fire Kingdom, Lin Ziyun asked him to come to the Northern Territory for training.

After all, Wuya Palace has a relationship with Qingdi City in the Northern Territory, so if there is any problem, someone will take care of it.

He had been under the protection of Xiao Yifeng, and he met fellow Taoists from other sects on the way, so he changed his route to Scarlet Emperor City.

Lin Wuyou originally planned to go to Qingdi City to visit Qingdi after visiting Scarlet Emperor City, but he did not expect to encounter such a situation.

Xiao Yifeng, who was far away in the Holy Fire Kingdom, didn't know about his coming to the Northern Territory, so this situation happened.

As Xiao Yifeng's true disciple, he naturally has no shortage of life-saving magic weapons.

His mind changed quickly, and he sent a message to Junior Sister Zhao from Xuanyue Palace next to him: "Junior Sister Zhao, wait a minute and I will buy you some time, and you leave quickly."

Zhao Lusi from Xuanyue Palace stared blankly at Lin Wuyou, with inexplicable emotions floating in her eyes.

Lin Wuyou ignored all this and held the long sword tightly in his hand. In front of the sword, he proudly looked up at the Nascent Soul Monster Clan.

His white clothes fluttered, he stretched out his hand to stroke his sword and said with a slight smile: "I haven't killed any demons in the Nascent Soul Realm yet!"

The Nascent Soul Monster Clan was so angry that he laughed back and said: "The boy from the human race is really arrogant!"

Lin Wuyou's expression remained as usual, and he said to Junior Sister Zhao, "Quickly leave!"

Zhao Lusi bit her lip and said firmly, "I won't leave. If I want to leave, let's go together!"

The demon clan looked at these two people and said coldly: "None of you can leave!"

Lin Wuyou was a little stunned. Instead of being happy, he was a little troubled. Was he going to reveal his trump card to outsiders?

He asked the Yang Lao in his body: "Yang Lao, what should I do?"

Yang Qizhi took some time off and said calmly: "Boy Lin, don't worry. How can it be so easy for you two heirs of the sect to die?"

Lin Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted: "Is there someone secretly protecting you?"

As if to verify his statement, countless golden words suddenly flew out of the sky, quickly trapping the Nascent Soul Monster Clan.

A burly figure appeared behind the demon clan and hit him with a heavy punch on the back, completely shocking the demon clan to death.

The burly figure grinned and said, "Well done, little Wuyou! You didn't embarrass Wuya Palace."

Lin Wuyou shouted in surprise when he saw the visitor: "Uncle Cheng, why are you here!"

The burly man was Xiao Yifeng's fifth senior brother Cheng Hong. He smiled boldly and said: "I have been staying in Wuya Palace for a long time. I came out to relax and protect you."

He blinked and said: "I didn't expect that your boy is very heroic. He is more generous than his uncles. Hahaha, our teaching was not in vain."

Lin Wuyou was surprised and happy at first, and felt extremely embarrassed when he heard this. Junior Sister Zhao next to him lowered his head in embarrassment.

He didn't expect that Cheng Hong would protect him along the way, so wouldn't he have seen everything he did along the way?

What a shame!

No wonder Yang Lao rarely made a sound when he was always there. It turned out to be because he was afraid of being discovered by Uncle Cheng.

Why did Mr. Yang not tell him that Uncle Cheng was following him because he was afraid that he would lose the meaning of his experience?

Cheng Hong ignored him, but looked in another direction, where he saw a woman wearing a bright yellow dress walking out.