Chapter 1080 No Escape

When Master Qu and Cultivator Yang rushed back, they saw bruises all over their bodies. Among the two worst, one was bitten off his left hand and injured his right leg, and the other was lying on the ground dying, covered in bruises all over his body. It was not known whether the blood was dead or alive. Most of the other people were scratched by sharp claws, some with minor injuries and some with serious injuries.

Seeing that a whole team was injured like this before entering the forest, the two looked at each other with a heavy heart. Na Qu Ye stepped forward and shouted: "This place smells very bloody, leave first and then treat the wound! Go!"

Listening to Master Qu's words, and seeing them supporting each other and preparing to leave, Tangning's eyes moved slightly as she looked somewhere in the night.

want to go? I'm afraid I can't go.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the sound from far to near, and there were some noises in the rush, which attracted the attention of the Jindan monks in the team.

"Warning!" Master Qu shouted, turning around quickly with the sword in his hand.

"It's a torch, it seems like someone is coming around!" Cultivator surnamed Yang whispered, watching the clusters of moving flames coming from far and near as the wolves retreated.

After the fierce battle with the wolves just now, and now they were surrounded by enemies, many monks were a little confused for a while.

The leader of the team, Qu Ye, was considered a man. He asked everyone in the team to get closer and stood behind him. He stood at the front with a sword in his hand, watching the mercenaries in mercenary uniforms with torches coming forward.

"Xiao Quzhan, I don't know which road you are on?" He clasped his fists and asked, looking at these mercenaries holding torches, guessing which road they were from?

"Qu Zhan? I haven't heard of it, but I think you must have heard of us."

A voice with a sneering smile came out, and the mercenary holding the torch in front retreated to the two sides to make way for a way, and behind him, a middle-aged man in a black mercenary uniform stepped forward.

There was nothing special about his sleek black mercenary uniform, but on his arm was a pattern of a wolf's head with an open mouth dripping with blood.

Seeing this pattern, Qu Zhan's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed, and he looked at the other mercenaries suddenly, and saw that the pattern that they couldn't see when they turned their bodies slightly before, was revealed after standing upright at this moment, and they were all exactly the same wolf head weeping blood illustration.

"Bloodthirsty wolf group!"

"What? Bloodthirsty wolf group? How? How did we meet them?"

"This mercenary group is ruthless. The strong recruit and the weak kill. How can we survive if we fall into their hands?"

In the team, those who had heard of this mercenary team were already panicked, and some even moved backwards, turned around sharply and ran towards the direction out of the forest.

"Instead of waiting to be killed, I will make a living!"

The foundation-building cultivator who was rushing outside shouted loudly, his figure turned around and fled into the night, but at the next moment, a sharp arrow shot out with a whistling sound, and accurately hit the rushing cultivator.

"what!"

There was only an unwilling scream, followed by the sound of falling to the ground. The monk struggled a few times, and finally swallowed his breath.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone in the casual cultivator team changed, but no one dared to run away or move.

Qu Zhan let out a heavy breath, shook the sword in his hand, looked at the mercenary headed in front, clasped his fists and begged: "We are all casual cultivators, money and money can be offered, and I hope your lord will save our lives. "