Chapter 521 Little Gangster

Li Yan stayed in the cave for only one day before the Ninth Squadron received the mission message. So in the Ganfa side hall of the "Heavy Front Camp", Bai Rou briefly explained the mission content, and Li Yan followed them out of the Fengliang Mountain defense formation.

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Time flies, and Li Yan and his team lived a life of fear in one mission after another.

Sometimes Li Yan and his team returned to Fengliang Mountain in one day, and sometimes spent more than ten days in hiding and being chased and hunted by both sides.

I don't know if it was God's blessing or the gods' care, Li Yan's Ninth Squadron has only suffered four casualties in the past month and a half, but there will still be a cultivator who is dead or injured every ten days.

However, compared with the number of casualties in other teams, Bai Rou's Ninth Squadron is very good. Those teams even have five to ten casualties a month, which actually makes many teams very afraid of carrying out missions.

However, under the pressure of the Wuliang Sect, not many people dared to escape. Those who escaped were caught and died miserably, and even brought disaster to the entire sect behind them.

Although the monks recruited from the rear had been sent, Bai Rou did not choose to transfer more monks after discussing with everyone, but kept the ninth team at twenty people. ??

That is to say, after Li Yan joined, only three monks were added later.

This place was originally dominated by the disciples of the Four Elephants Peak of the Wuliang Sect, who were best at forming formations.

Therefore, every time they went out to perform a mission, they would often divide these twenty people into four five-person teams, keep a certain distance from each other, face the four directions and the middle guard formation, take care of each other, and monitor from all directions.

The ninth team has a total of six disciples from the Wuliang Sect. Except for Li Yan, they are all disciples of the Four Elephants Peak, who are best at joining forces. Each of them can set up a formation in a very short time.

So Bai Rou arranged for another five people to assist in setting up the formation. In an emergency, if these five people directly joined forces, the brothers who had been in the same sect for many years could almost set up a set of meat-mincing formation in an instant.

Bai Rou and the others kept such a small team size to maximize their protection and concealment.

Among the four people who were injured and killed before, none of them belonged to the Wuliang Sect disciples. Three of them died and one was seriously injured and needed to be recuperated.

These four people were injured and killed in an action. When the four people were exploring a stronghold occupied by the demon clan in advance, they accidentally touched the formation restriction set at the foot of the mountain.

This not only immediately alarmed a large number of demon clan monks on the mountain, but also the demon clan formation was set up by a master. It was the leading Wuliang Sect disciple who first discovered the bad news. He shouted wildly and barely avoided the attack at the moment the formation was activated.

The remaining four people were not so lucky. Thick smoke billowed from the mouths and noses of the three of them, and their skin and flesh had turned into piles of bones amid their shrill screams.

Only one of them was affected because he was far away. In a hurry, he was rescued by Bai Rou and others, but he had lost an arm and a leg.

In the end, Li Yan desperately drove the "Cloud Piercing Willow" to escape for his life. He was chased by a demon leader for a whole night, and finally got rid of the large number of pursuers behind him.

Afterwards, whenever Li Yan thought of that mission, he was still frightened.

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In a forest, the roots of the trees here were as thin as swords, and rows and rows of them pierced the sky.

In the forest, several battle groups were fighting fiercely. Li Yan was standing on a branch that was only two fingers wide with his hands behind his back.

In front of him, white air was surging, making the surrounding trees covered with a thick layer of white frost, making the green shade at the beginning of summer seem like a small piece of heaven and earth has entered the coldest winter.

In the space covered by the white gas, crystal clear swords were raised and chopped down from time to time...

The sharp swords brought bursts of bone-piercing coldness, which would slow down the blood flow in people's bodies even if they were dozens of feet away.

The strange thing was that these frost swords were not held by anyone, and no one cast a spell to drive them, as if they were flying in the air on their own.

In the air at the edge of this white gas, there was a monster the size of a baby, which made piercing screams from time to time.

The wings of this monster were like ice knives, and its body was translucent. The five internal organs in its body were clearly visible. The blood and organs flowing in its abdomen were slowly wriggling, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, it was flashing a pair of small eyes with brilliant light, and the fierce color in its eyes was as red as blood. The long mouthparts made sharp whistles from time to time, which really pierced the eardrums of the surrounding monks.

Those monks had to resist with their luck, and then pulled the battle group further away.

This demon beast was the Snow Mosquito King. Its small eyes were staring at a person in the white mist. This person was a human monk with a dry body, and his eyes flashed with ferocious blood.

His skin was like iron, with narrow eyes and wide mouth. He held a big sword that seemed to be carved from meteorites, fighting against the crystal cold swords around him.

This person looked somewhat similar to the foreign monks that Li Yan had heard of before. This person was like a beast rushing east and west in the white mist. There were seven strange cold swords around him constantly besieging and cutting.

He kept roaring, shaking the jungle, and making a series of high shouts that were not like human voices.

Li Yan stood on the tree and did not take action. He just watched the white mist battle quietly. The monk in the white mist slowly began to move stiffly and slowly.

His body was like a thick layer of frost armor, and the most frightening thing was that the seven strange cold swords hit the foreign monk every time.

A stream of white gas will spurt out of the monk's mouth. As the white gas continues to spurt out, the body of the foreign monk will

The fire of life is passing quickly.

The stone-killing sword in his hand, which was originally squandering like flying, has now been compressed close to his body, and in his fierce and unclear eyes, his body has been firmly stuck to the ground under his feet, and he can no longer move at all. Every cent.

There are also long icicles hanging between his hair, mouth and eyes, and he can only rely on his last consciousness to desperately destroy the almost stiff spiritual power in his body.

Seeing this, the Snow Mosquito King on the edge of the white mist showed color in his eyes, and said in his heart, "No matter how fierce you are, you will not be able to stand up to the sharp sword composed of thirty thousand Snow Mosquitoes.

It's a pity that the little elephant was taken away by its owner last time and has never appeared, so we can no longer see the heroic appearance of Mr. Mosquito. "

Just when the Snow Mosquito King was proud and was about to slowly kill the opponent again to show the surrounding monks how powerful he was, a cold voice came over.

"You little bastard, what are you still dragging about? Humph!"

When the Snow Mosquito King heard this voice, his body trembled violently, as if he felt a pair of deathly and ruthless eyes staring at it coldly from the depths of his soul. ??

But then he gritted his teeth with hatred for the remnant little elephant.

"It's all your 'hook', now even this evil star is called like that, and... he's still 'little bastard', why don't you call him 'little bastard'... Mosquito's bloodline" But pure ruthlessness can be seen just by looking at Master Mosquito's physical appearance... No, I have to give that residual image a name..."

After the Snow Mosquito King was agitated, although he felt reluctance in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face. On the contrary, he could not even look at Li Yan who was standing on the tree with his hands behind his back.

The expression on the Snow Mosquito King's face was solemn, and the previous complacency immediately disappeared, and his body was instantly filled with an iron-blooded will, as if it had always been so decisive in killing.

But at this time, the Snow Mosquito King glanced sideways at Li Yan. Seeing that the other party had stopped making any sound, he couldn't help but be quite satisfied with his performance.

It roared loudly again, and from behind, a large piece of crystal light appeared inexplicably in the space beside Li Yan. As soon as this light appeared, the coldness in the area of ​​dozens of feet suddenly increased again.

The foreign monk in the white mist group immediately saw this scene, and a look of despair suddenly appeared in his eyes.

A moment later, an unwilling roar came from the white mist in front of Li Yan, followed by a sound like breaking porcelain.

When the white air dissipated, leaving only crystal-clear ice particles on the ground, the Snow Mosquito King carried a storage bag on its long mouthparts and flew towards Li Yan on the big tree like a flattery.

After Li Yan put away the storage bag without looking at it, he then pointed at another battle group. The Snow Mosquito King roared excitedly, and held dozens of crystal sharp swords behind him, with clouds of white air and cold light. Kill over there.

And far away

There were two puppets, two large and one small. Just when the Snow Mosquito King killed the enemy, the winner was decided in a very short time. The three puppets, two large and one small, were under Bai Rou's control. Pounced on the next battle group...

Soon Li Yan, Bai Rou and other twenty people gathered together again. Three of them were pale, and two of them had large blood stains on their bodies. They were obviously seriously injured and were taking pills to heal their injuries.

At this time, many people looked at Li Yan with somewhat respectful expressions, and Chu Weixiong laughed.

"Junior brother Li, the cold poison of your monster is so overbearing and cruel. You can fight a foreign monk by yourself without any effort at all. This monster is really strange. Why have I never seen a description of this monster? "

When he said this, many people nodded. Although Li Yan's self-cultivation during this period of time was only average among them, he had two magic weapons in his hands that were beyond the reach of others.

The first is the "Cloud-piercing Willow", and the second is these mosquito monsters.

Except for Bai Rou who knew the origin of the "Cloud-piercing Willow", everyone else thought it was given to Li Yan by Wei Zhongran, and they were extremely envious. Having such a master made his own strength rise a lot out of thin air.

During this period of time, Li Yan had used "Cloud Chuanliu" several times to help them escape several dangerous situations.

Most of the enemies were numerous and they fled when they were outnumbered and unable to deal with them;

Another time, I really encountered a golden elixir who was more than 600 miles away. This distance was already beyond the range of the strongest spiritual awareness of the foundation-building monks.

If it weren't for Li Yan's "sensitive sense of monsters and mosquitoes" and he escaped from the opponent's pursuit immediately, then the result would have been unknown. Of course, it was all Li Yan who discovered the golden elixir cultivator himself.

However, this also shocked Li Yan. The concealment ability of that demon cultivator was really brilliant. If the other party had not happened to encounter a golden elixir cultivator from his side who glanced over with his spiritual consciousness, a trace of light appeared in order to avoid concealment. The flaw could actually allow this person to intercept him at close range.

Li Yan shook his head with a smile, "The few domain name monks just now are all in the early and middle stages of foundation building. Although they are powerful, they have limits.

I am just better with the magic weapon, how can I compare with you. "

"Fellow Daoist Li, what you said is wrong. Even if these demon cultivators and foreign cultivators have just established a foundation, they can use their own strength to fight against us in the middle and late stages of foundation building. Although they can be killed in the end, they will still have to pay the price if they are not careful. ." The recruiting monk said, and nodded to the three monks who were healing on one side.

The three monks who were healing, though they closed their eyes, immediately showed embarrassment on their faces. They were recruited recently, and the worst of them was in the middle stage of foundation building. They didn’t know enough about the demon cultivators, and due to carelessness, two of them almost died in the hands of the other side.