Chapter 227 Fierce Fighting and Counterattack (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

The four monks in charge of the rear guard have different levels of cultivation. The leader is also a late-stage foundation-building monk who has experienced the rear guard mission many times and naturally understands the key points.

In this kind of battle, there is no need to fight and rush. The only task is to entangle, and it only takes three or five breaths.

Although the monks of Huanling Sect are relatively weaker than those of the same level, their ability to fly is still good, and it does not take too long.

"Everyone, our task is just to entangle. Just be careful of the opponent's blockade and always ensure your own retreat. After three rounds, you can evacuate and be safe." After the monk gave a simple instruction, he also seemed very brave and went forward to entangle with Yang Tianpu.

The two late-stage foundation-building monks, one with great strength and deadly moves, and the other light and flexible, touch and go, are completely two different styles. It is impossible to tell the winner in a short time when they are entangled.

This is actually the most common situation in the battle of the cultivation world. It is extremely rare to be able to win with absolute advantage among the same level.

Faced with this situation, the patrol team of the Beast Taming Sect had anticipated it. According to the task assignment that had been coordinated several times in advance, two monks jumped out and entangled with a monk each.

The remaining monk in the middle stage of foundation building was immediately surrounded by the remaining seven monks in the foundation building period, and was also the target of priority hunting after selection.

Killing a monk in the middle stage of foundation building can obtain two merit points. In addition, the relatively rich spoils can also make the monks present have some gains.

"You actually want to rely on the advantage of numbers to surround and kill me." The monk in the middle stage of foundation building who fell into the encirclement due to carelessness had a fierce look on his face, without the slightest fear. Instead, he waved a double-headed hammer with an iron chain, rushed left and right, and kept shouting, showing quite fierceness.

The target chosen by this monk was also quite clear, all of them were monks in the early stage of foundation building, and he relied on his absolute strength to suppress them.

Two powerful but extremely flexible hammers, each heavy blow can easily repel a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and a small dent and defect appears in the originally perfect encirclement.

If the number of people in the encirclement was slightly smaller, it would probably have collapsed earlier, but unfortunately they had already cooperated with each other relatively tacitly. Whenever the person on the opposite side could not bear it, the person facing the enemy in the encirclement would have some turnaround.

"Break" As time passed, the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building in the encirclement had revealed a trace of anxiety, and the movements in his hands became more fierce.

From time to time, he would offer one or two second-level middle-grade spiritual talismans as a means of attack. I don’t know if it was because he performed too mediocrely in the battle. After some consideration, this cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building finally chose Sun Mingsheng as the key target.

"I was so low-key for a while, but I was treated as a soft persimmon by others." Sun Mingsheng laughed in anger. His combat effectiveness was not the best in the patrol team, but it was not the worst.

With only twelve fire beads, most of the cultivators of the same level can be defeated easily, and they have an absolute upper hand in the battle.

In this battle, Sun Mingsheng mainly used a flying sword trophy obtained in the previous battle to fight the enemy, and his performance was not too outstanding.

"The enemy has been blocked. All Taoists are safe. The wind is strong and gather at the agreed location." The battle did not last too long, and the collision between the two sides did not exceed a cup of tea. It was extremely short but fierce.

After receiving a clear order, the remaining two foundation-building cultivators also got out of it as soon as possible without any delay. They did not intend to rescue the cultivators who were surrounded, which was quite decisive.

"Po" himself was in danger, but the cultivators who were traveling with him evacuated one after another. The face of this mid-stage foundation-building cultivator showed a trace of paleness, but he did not make any move to ask for help, as if he had long been accustomed to this situation.

The movements of his hands were unprecedentedly sharp. Under the control of the magic power, the iron chain double-headed hammer drew circles in the air crazily, and cold lights fell like raindrops, almost surrounding all the cultivators and trying to entangle them in a short time.

At the same time, extremely rich earth-yellow magic power surged from both hands, and two second-level medium-grade talismans were sacrificed, and ice needles flashing with cold light shot out in the sky.

One ice needle can be easily resisted by any foundation-building cultivator, but once the number exceeds ten thousand, the power brought is naturally incomparable.

The number of ice needles stimulated by the two second-level medium-grade ice needle talismans has long exceeded this number. Each ice needle contains a cold attribute of the original power. Once it invades the cultivator's body, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Every cultivator present needs to face at least more than a thousand ice needles in 360 degrees without dead angles. The difficulty can be imagined.

In this kind of one-shot battle, any moment of laxity could have some negative effects.

As the chosen breakthrough point, Sun Mingsheng endured the attack of two thousand ice needles. In addition, the iron chain double-headed hammer was combined into one, and it hit him directly like a meteorite from outer space.

The face of the unknown mid-stage foundation-building cultivator suddenly turned red, and his hands kept slapping his chest fiercely. Suddenly, blood arrows appeared on his head.

These blood arrows were evenly arranged with mysterious symbols, and not only did they not have any fishy smell, but there was a strange fragrance coming from them. It was obvious that they were the most precious essence and blood condensed from their hearts.

"Swoosh" The blood arrows burst out under the command of the unknown mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, turning into streams of light and appearing directly in different positions in front of Sun Mingsheng. They were launched later but arrived first, even one step ahead of the ice needle.

"In order to get out, I really tried my best. The means at the bottom of the box were used one after another, all of which were means of fighting to the death. It was really quite tricky." Sun Mingsheng's words had a hint of hesitation, but his body was quite honest and did not retreat.

He opened his mouth and a strong and high-temperature spiritual fire sprayed out. It was the second-level inferior scarlet spiritual fire that was refined from the fire.

It was only after a long enough period of nourishment of the mana in the Dantian that its power had increased sufficiently, and it was completely different from when it was just refined.

The power of the spiritual fire depends on its own grade and foundation on the one hand, and on the cultivation from the cultivators on the other hand, both of which are indispensable.

The scarlet flames came overwhelmingly, forming ferocious fire dragons in the air, shaking their heads and tails, twisting their bodies and colliding with the blood arrows, tearing each other apart and annihilating each other in the air, but due to the grade of the scarlet spiritual fire itself, the consumption of the origin was still quite obvious, and it could not last too long.