Chapter six hundred and sixty-two: three losing streak
Qingyang had been watching eagerly for a long time. Kou Yuchang provoked him many times. This time he led his men to ambush on the road. Just now, he killed dozens of alcoholic bees and injured more than a hundred, which greatly reduced the strength of the entire bee colony.
With such a big loss, how could it be possible for him to escape so easily?
Seeing that Kou Yuchang had left the Kuangsha range, Qingyang had already made preparations. He quickly mobilized some of his newly recovered true energy and used the Three-Yuan Sword Formation to slash at Kou Yuchang.
Qingyang's Three-Yuan Sword Formation couldn't even stop the monks on the third level of Foundation Establishment, let alone Kou Yuchang who only had the first level of Foundation Establishment? Although he also took some precautions against Qingyang when he escaped, this little defense faced
The Three-Yuan Sword Formation was simply vulnerable and was broken through in an instant.
By the time Kou Yuchang reacted, it was already too late. He only had time to scream and was drowned by the sword formation. Countless sword images blew past like a strong wind. Then everything became invisible, and Kou Yuchang had turned into a piece of flesh and blood and disappeared into the world.
between.
After killing three foundation-building monks in a row, the little bit of true energy that had just been recovered was once again consumed. Fortunately, Kou Yuchang had been killed, and there was no need to worry about it for the time being. Qingyang, holding a spiritual sword, slowly came to Kou Yuchang in front of him.
Yu Chang fought with the alcoholic bees.
The effect of the Kuangsha soul-breaking talisman has disappeared. The Kuangsha fell to the ground, and the entire ground was a mess, with countless bodies of alcoholic bees scattered. Some were completely dead, and some only had their wings broken and temporarily lost their ability to fly.
Ability requires a long period of cultivation to recover.
Looking at the corpses of alcoholic bees all over the ground, Qingyang felt extremely distressed. He had spent decades cultivating these bees, only to be wiped out by Kou Yuchang with just one magic talisman. He didn't know how much energy he would have to spend in the future.
Only then can it grow to its original size.
The number of alcoholic bees that are not seriously injured and can continue to participate in the battle is less than 40% of the total number, about a hundred. Fortunately, the six purple-backed alcoholic bees that are equivalent to perfect Qi refining are not seriously injured, and their strength has declined.
It's not much, and it shouldn't affect the subsequent battles.
The condition of the iron-armed monkey next to it is not much better than that of the alcohol-loving bee swarm. In the previous battle, the iron-armed monkey was seriously injured. When he stopped Kou Yuchang just now, he was affected by the Kuangsha Soul-Severing Talisman, and his injuries were even worse.
The wound was eroded by poisonous sand and had a tendency to gradually worsen.
Qingyang did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out two detoxification and healing pills and gave them to the iron-armed monkey, asking him to step aside for the time being to heal, and maybe he would be used again later.
Although three of the enemies who ambushed Qingyang had been killed, leaving only the monk on the fifth floor of the foundation, this last one was also the most difficult to deal with among the four. Qingyang could not defeat him at all.
To be sure, you can only prepare for the worst in advance.
Qingyang hoped that the alcoholic queen bee could delay it a little longer, waiting for him and the Iron-armed Monkey to regain some strength. Unfortunately, it backfired. Before he could take a breath, he heard the alcoholic queen bee squeak, and then his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning.
He was stunned and rolled back.
At the same time, the monk on the fifth floor of the Foundation shuddered all over and escaped from the pollen confusion. The pollen used to decorate the secret realm around him also disappeared. The face of the monk on the fifth floor of the Foundation suddenly recovered.
Qingming couldn't help but look around.
It didn't matter. The fifth-level monk was immediately startled. There was only one person, a monkey and a swarm of spirit bees left around him. His three helpers had all disappeared.
Could it be that the other three people abandoned themselves and ran away? Impossible, they absolutely didn't dare. How dare they give up what Master Lingxu told them? But where have all the people gone? Could it be that they were all killed by this kid?
This is even more impossible. He is just a small first-level foundation-building monk. How could he kill three foundation-building monks in such a short period of time?
Soon, he discovered two large pieces of flesh, blood and broken bones not far away. Although he couldn't tell who belonged to them, he could estimate based on the spray area that at least two or three people would have died. There were only five people on both sides of the enemy and us.
individual, and the kid opposite is still alive, then it is easy to determine who died. In other words, during the period when he was trapped by the environment, this kid continuously climbed up and killed three buildings.
Brother Ji, let yourself become a loner.
The fifth-level foundation-building monk deliberately didn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of him. He couldn't help but not believe it. Looking at Qingyang again, the eyes of the fifth-level foundation-building monk were much more complicated. He could kill people continuously in such a short period of time.
It was difficult for him to handle three companions, even for himself. How did this kid do it? What other unknown methods does he have hidden in him?
He even secretly suspected that the Qingyang in front of him was not a first-level Foundation Establishment monk at all, but deliberately used some means to cover up his cultivation. His true cultivation might be in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, or even in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Otherwise, what would happen?
Can you easily kill your three companions?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened the fifth-level monk became, and he gradually became suspicious. Even seeing Qingyang's current performance, he thought that the other party was deliberately confusing him, making him think that Qingyang was seriously injured.
If you are careless, you can use the killer suddenly to seal the victory.
Qingyang didn't care what the other party thought. Seeing that the fifth-level monk was out of trouble, he could only bite the bullet and push forward. At the same time, he called out to the alcoholic queen bee and the iron-armed monkey to form a triangle, and surrounded the fifth-level monk.
Surrounded in the middle.
The pollen confusion was forcibly broken, and the Alcoholic Queen Bee was backlashed and suffered serious internal injuries. However, the overall situation was much better than that of Qingyang and the Iron-armed Monkey, so she had to take the lead in the subsequent battles. The Alcoholic Queen Bee
Seemingly knowing this, they flapped their wings and let out a squeak. The six general bees received the order and led the remaining one hundred alcoholic bees into six teams and came behind the alcoholic queen bee. Although the number was small
It was a lot, but the attack was very powerful.
The iron-armed monkey roared into the sky. Suddenly, its black hair stood up, and there was an explosion all over the body. The whole body suddenly swelled several times, especially the arms, which showed domineering, bulging muscles, and protruding blood vessels.
There is power everywhere.
The iron-armed monkey seems to have been stimulated with a warlike factor, and its entire body seems to have gone crazy. It looks ferocious and terrifying, with an amazing momentum, and seems to be able to destroy everything in front of it.
Qingyang's momentum seemed much weaker. He did not have the violent appearance of the Iron-armed Monkey, nor did he have the neat bee generals and bee soldiers behind the alcoholic queen bee. He just stood there quietly, staring with both eyes.
The opponent, while the three spiritual swords kept circling and flying above his head, did not take the initiative to attack, and did not make any other extraordinary moves.