Chapter 698: The Monks Disperse

However, Qingyang did not do so. It was not because he concealed his strength, but because he knew very well that in such a chaotic situation, his role was too small and insignificant. Even if he showed his power and brought out the alcoholic bee and the iron-armed monkey, he could not change the situation on the field.

Another more important point is that Qingyang was not optimistic about the current battle situation. The people of Wantong Pavilion and the passengers of the spirit ship were only a temporary group. It was only because of the current crisis that everyone had to unite against the enemy and form a temporary union for a common purpose. Once something happened on the battlefield, or the current threat exceeded the future danger, or everyone could not see the hope of victory, then the group would fall apart immediately.

The pirates on the opposite side were different. They were organized. Among the hundreds of pirates, there were bosses, leaders, backbones, and minions. They had a certain degree of resilience. Even if there were casualties, as long as the boss was fine, the entire pirate group would be fine.

Because of this, Qingyang did not dare to show too much and be treated as a special case by the pirates on the opposite side, or be dragged down by the pirates with stronger strength. Otherwise, when the situation changes and the whole team is defeated, he will have no chance to escape.

Not only Qingyang, many people have also seen the changes in the situation on the field. Many cultivators have already started to think about it. For example, Xiao Yuhan and Xi Ping, with flashing eyes, began to plan escape routes. Even Xi Ying, who was considered by Qingyang to be of good character, was secretly conserving his strength.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed, and the battle on the field became more and more intense. In the previous fierce battle, there were cultivators who were exhausted. Casualties were inevitable in the fierce battle. The pirates were in a slightly better situation, but sometimes they could be dragged down by the cultivators.

At this time, a scream came from the center of the battlefield. This scream was made by Manager Zhao. Many people couldn't help but tremble in their hearts and cast their eyes to the center of the battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield, Manager Zhao staggered back several steps and fell on the sea. A spiritual dagger was stuck in his chest. Manager Zhao looked painful, and he tried to pull out the dagger with both hands, but he couldn't do it.

The yellow-faced pirate on the opposite side was indifferent and confident, as if he had already talked about his ability before making a move. This is true, but he is just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. If he can't take it down with all his efforts, wouldn't he be laughed at by others?

Everyone has his own opponents. It's too late to save Manager Zhao, and everyone can only watch Manager Zhao die. Manager Zhao's strength is not high, but after the accident of Qian Zhushi, he is the first representative of Wantong Pavilion and one of the backbones of everyone. Now that Manager Zhao is in trouble, everyone is more and more pessimistic about the outcome of this battle.

Sure enough, less than ten breaths later, another scream came from the battlefield. The one who got into trouble this time was the black-robed monk. He was already in a precarious situation under the attack of the blood skeleton. When he heard the screams of Manager Zhao, he knew that something was wrong. He was anxious for a while, and his defense was not as tight as before. The blood skeleton seized the opportunity and hit him in the chest with one move.

The black-robed monk was far inferior to the blood skeleton. Although this move was a bit hasty, it almost took half of his life. He finally climbed up from the sea, spit out a mouthful of blood, and no longer had the courage to face the blood skeleton. The gap in strength between the two sides was huge. When he was intact, he was not an opponent, let alone now that he was injured.

Originally, I thought that organizing all the monks, not seeking to defeat these pirates, as long as they could make the other party retreat, it would be fine, even if it had to pay some price in the end. There were so many low-level monks below, and it would not be my turn to be cannon fodder or produce spirit stones.

Who knew that this group of pirates would be so difficult to deal with, and they severely injured him with one move. This is a situation of no end to life. The other party has no intention of letting him go.

If they continue to fight, there will be only one way to die. How can the black-robed monk have the courage to sacrifice for others? In this case, saving his own life is the most important thing. The best strategy is to run away. Let's run for our lives. As for the remaining monks, whether they are dead or alive? As for whether they can return to Zhongsha District after escaping, they can't care so much. Wait until they save their lives.

Thinking of this, the black-robed monk can no longer care about other things. While the blood skeleton has not attacked yet, he suddenly uses his body skills and quickly escapes with all his true energy.

Seeing that the black-robed monk is about to escape, the blood skeleton sneered, as if he had expected that the other party would have such a trick, so he jumped up and chased after him.

It was a little late for the black-robed monk to make a decision. If he had not been injured, he might have had a chance. Now that he was seriously injured and not as strong as the blood skeleton, and he was in the center of the battlefield, how could he escape from the other party's palm?

The blood skeleton only took a dozen breaths to catch up from behind and sacrificed the spiritual weapon to cut the black-robed monk's back. The black-robed monk did not expect the blood skeleton to catch up so quickly, and was immediately horrified, but it was too late to turn around at this time, and he could only arouse the whole body defense to block.

The incident happened in a hurry, and the black-robed monk's blocking did not play a big role. The blood skeleton's spiritual weapon hit the black-robed monk's back. The difference in strength between the two was huge. The black-robed monk was hit twice in a row. Such a heavy blow made him fall on the sea and could not get up again. He was killed by the blood skeleton in a blink of an eye.

The escape of the black-robed monk was like the straw that broke the camel's back, and the temporary alliance formed by the monks immediately collapsed. Monsters, hundreds of thousands of miles, and dangers at sea have all been forgotten by everyone. No matter how many dangers there are at sea, they will be in the future. If you don’t escape, your life will be in danger now. The only way is to save your life. Only then can you say anything else.

The first one to respond was the monk in green. The stronger he was, the more he would sacrifice his life. He had long seen that the situation was not good, so he secretly conserved his strength for this reason. While the black-robed monk was escaping, the azure-robed monk used his body skills to escape in the direction he was looking for as quickly as possible. The black-faced pirates and white-faced pirates who were besieging him were caught off guard, and he suddenly ran away a hundred feet away. Far.

The blood skeleton caught up with the black-robed monk, but found that the green-robed monk had run away. He became furious and roared at the two pirates: "What are you two doing for food? Why don't you chase after him quickly? If he runs away, I will take it." You are asking."

The two pirates did not dare to neglect, and quickly used their skills to catch up. The strength of the two of them was no worse than that of the monk in green, and they had the home field advantage on the sea. As long as the two pirates followed closely behind, He can definitely catch up with the monk in green.