Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Little Three Who Afraid of Death
Being surrounded by a group of monsters with low intelligence was undoubtedly a big slap in the face of the five pretentious people. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that the poor tiger spirit just now was the real bait, and I was the real bait.
It's those monsters, tiger spirits and monsters who want to catch fish.
"What the heck!"
Thinking of this relationship, Ares raised his index finger fiercely at the tiger spirits on the opposite side, but in Siyu's view, Ares's contemptuous gesture seemed to be done to them. It was extremely ironic.
"Everyone, don't panic. As the saying goes, strike first to gain strength later..." Before Ximen Chen could finish his sentence, the tiger spirit opposite opened his mouth and a ball of fire had already sprayed into Ximen Chen's face.
"Damn, you're playing dirty tricks!" Ximen Chen rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging the fireballs coming from the air. He didn't care about his image as a fairy, and he spat out dirty words, accompanied by the sacrifice of the Wutian Sword.
He stood up and turned into a blue stream of light and rushed towards the tiger spirit that breathed fire at him.
"So you are also playing with fire! Haha!" Siyu clenched his fists and swung his body quickly. He had practiced a whole set of strange movements very familiarly. With the last punch, a large cloud of fire fell from the sky.
, fell into a pack of tigers.
When Ares saw Siyu taking action, he yelled "attack" and rushed into the group of tigers. The fierce fighting was just what he wanted, and the tigers were obviously just right in terms of speed and strength for him to let go and fight.
Have a fight.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. Mei Ji was about to release the pink smoke, but the tigers were too scattered and had nowhere to release it. So she could only curl up her arms and participate in this chaotic hand-to-hand combat.
Compared with Ares who likes close combat, Shusila and Meiji, who are good at magic attacks, find it more difficult, but they still work together to take the lives of many tiger spirits.
Ximen Chen held the sword in his hand, and the Wutian Sword rotated rapidly in the air. Thousands of sword shadows gathered into a sword disk. The sharp sword light was swallowing in the air. Ximen Chen waved his hand, and the entire huge rotating sword disk rushed into the tiger group.
, delivering the life of the tiger spirit, wherever the sword plate passed, all the tiger spirits were divided into two pieces, and no one survived.
But the tigers obviously had an absolute advantage in numbers. Facing the powerful attacks of the five people, not only were they not suppressed, but they had the upper hand. As the physical strength of the people declined, the tigers' attacks became more ferocious.
Among them, Siyu's situation is the most unfavorable.
Siyu used the heaven-defying technique to the extreme, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into a white stream and headed towards Siyu's Dantian. Although Siyu had almost inexhaustible energy, the number of tiger spirits besieging him was the largest among the people.
of.
It's not just because Siyu also plays with fire that the tigers "take special care" of him. In fact, it's also because Siyu's lethality is the most terrifying among them all.
Around him, there was either a sea of fire or a rain of flames coming like a torrential rain. Siyu even attracted two fire dragons to surround him for fun. Regardless of the dazzling degree of mana or the destructive degree of attack, Siyu was the most powerful among the five.
The toughest one, so of course, he attracts the most tiger spirits.
But as the number of tigers increased, Siyu gradually began to feel overwhelmed. Originally, Siyu had been taking the initiative to attack, but now he could only control two fire dragons to barely resist the siege from the surrounding tigers.
"Xiusla, are you dead? If you're not dead, the boss's situation is worse over there." Ares saw the critical situation on Siyu's side and quickly shouted to Shusila and the others, while waving a huge wave of his hand.
With his fist, he slowly moved towards Siyu.
But the tiger spirits did not let Ares succeed at all. Their purpose was very clear, which was to delay Ares and others so that the most powerful group of tiger spirits could deal with the most troublesome Siyu first.
"Fuck, you beasts, get out of here!" Ares roared, his energy surged, and his illusory body more than doubled in size. At this time, Ares' momentum grew rapidly, surrounding him.
The tigers around him were forced away by the strength outside Ares' body, and they couldn't even get closer.
"It's over, Ares is furious!" Xiusila stood aside and wiped his sweat. Only he knew the true strength of Ares best.
"You reptiles, if you dare to touch my divine power, you will die today."
Ares became taller, and even his voice became deeper. He waved his right fist out like lightning, and the fist rubbed against the air fiercely, forming a loud rumbling sound. The air seemed to be torn open, and the cracks in the space quickly moved toward
Walking around, wherever the fist passed, the chaotic spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the twisted air fragments were mixed together, making Ares's figure in the air distorted and blurred.
Xiusila only heard a loud noise, and then saw a mushroom cloud rising from Ares. The tiger spirits around him were reduced by half after the explosion, and they were probably all shattered into pieces by that terrifying punch.
end.
Stunned, Shusila rolled his eyes and looked at Ares, muttering to himself: "He is indeed a perverted muscular man,... and he has no brains!"
The power of Ares's punch was indeed powerful, but the vacancy left by the dead tiger spirit was filled by the living tiger spirit in just a moment, and as Ares exploded, more and more tiger spirits were
Rushing towards Ares.
For a time, Ares, after Siyu, became the second person among the people to be "taken care of" by the tiger spirits.
Compared with the two of them, Xiusila, Meiji and Ximenchen were much more relaxed. These three people quickly got together to deal with the hundred or so tiger spirits in front of them.
"Old man Ximen, both the boss and Ares are in danger now, what should we do?"
Ximen Chen waved his flying sword and sent away the life of another tiger spirit. He panted and said to Mei Ji beside him: "If I can lure most of the tiger spirits together, can you use the trick again?
"
Mei Ji nodded affirmatively, holding the piccolo in her arms.
"Old man Ximen, what do you want to do?"
While attacking the tiger spirit beside him, Ximen Chen ordered Xiusila, "Xiusla, I will rush out first in a while, and you will protect Meiji as she moves towards the high ground. Remember, you must do it in the shortest possible time.
To reach that high ground."
Shusla took advantage of the break in the attack and looked towards the high ground Ximenchen mentioned. He saw that it was a small high slope made of piled stones. Under the high slope, facing Siyu and A Rui
There are two "legions" that Si is in, but there is a big distance between those two "legions".
Shusla seemed to vaguely understand what Ximen Chen meant, but what he couldn't believe was how Ximen Chen gathered the tiger spirits from the two "legions" down the high slope with the strength of one person.
"Quick, we must rush to that high ground in the shortest possible time."
After Ximen Chen left these words, he quickly swept away the tiger spirits in front of him, stepped on the flying sword, and quickly left the encirclement.
Standing at high altitude, Ximen Chen can clearly see the situation below. All the tiger spirits are now divided into three formations. Among them, Siyu's side has the largest number of tigers, followed by Ares. Although Shusila and Mei
The tiger group Ji faced was the smallest in number, but their melee strength was also weak, so it was not easy to deal with them.
But Ximen Chen did not continue to pay attention. He knew that if he wanted to change the current battle situation without making any sacrifices, he must find an opportunity for Mei Ji to cast that strange pink smoke. And he wanted Mei Ji to obtain better conditions for casting.
, the key lies in yourself.
At this moment, Ximen Chen controlled the flying sword, flying slowly over the battlefield. He was looking for a helper, a helper that could help him realize this idea. It was the only one here that still had this ability. But for now, Ximen Chen
I have never found its figure.
After another round of searching, Ximen Chen finally had some echo from his spiritual consciousness. Ximen Chen quickly drove the flying sword to a depression far away from the battlefield.
Ximen Chen carefully opened the leaves of the bush, and was finally excited to see the figure he had been searching for for a long time.
But when he saw the figure under him clearly, he almost felt guilty to death.
It turned out that the assistant he was expecting was burying his head deep in the ground at this moment, and his exposed fat buttocks were trembling in the air.
Because Xiao San was afraid of those powerful tiger spirits, he sneaked out of the battlefield at the beginning of the battle, hid in the bushes, and dug into the soil desperately until his body, which looked like an ox but not a cow, or a pig but not a pig, was
His face was completely buried in the soil before he stopped.
Ximen Chen took a deep breath, put on a disgusting smile, and gently tapped the mistress's fat buttocks with his fingers.
"Xiaosan, be good, let's go out to eat the inner elixir."
When Xiao San heard that there was something to eat, he quickly pulled his head out of the mud, but when he saw the cunning look in Ximen Chen's eyes, he quickly flinched and buried his head in the soil again.
Ximen Chen was furious, and before Xiao San could completely shrink into the mud, he directly picked up its curled tail, lifted it onto the flying sword, and flew towards the battlefield.
The poor mistress was held up by its tail and hung upside down in Ximen Chen's hand. It kept swaying its fat butt and yelling "Uh-huh, Uh-huh~~~" in dissatisfaction.
Ximen Chen didn't care about its feelings and urged the flying sword to rush into the chaotic battlefield.