Five Immortals Gate

"Qiyuan, you and the others will protect your master and second uncle back to the inner valley. Junior brother, you and junior sister are seriously injured and need to recover as soon as possible. No further delay. I will go down and have a look and then come back!"

The first words he said were to Feng Qiyuan and others, and the next words were to give instructions to his somewhat stubborn junior brother.

Having said that, he flew towards the battlefield at the foot of the mountain. He still had the strength to fight again, but now the opponent's Jin Dan had been killed by Zhang Ming's sneak attack.

He, a fake elixir cultivator, has absolute combat power, but he can't compare with Zhang Ming, a physical cultivator.

He also felt that Zhang Ming had the advantage of making a sneak attack, but he was really afraid of Zhang Ming's strength because his body technique was too fast.

I was at the same level as him, so the opponent might have already killed him before he could gather his magic skills.

Now, of course, he had to go over to help. Just now, he was being chased like a lost dog, and he felt extremely depressed.

But another more important reason is that Zhang Ming actually led people to set up an ambush, and it was not discovered by the Cangyu Sect Golden Pill. This is incredible.

He wanted to go over and find out, and see who Zhang Ming was with, whether they were disciples of "Falling Star Valley" or monks from some vassal sects.

Zhang Ming was able to make a group of people listen to his orders in such a short period of time. This person can be regarded as the number one person.

At the same time, Zhu Luomu also knew very well that each of their teams would not have more than fifty people, and now there were more than a hundred pursuers.

Among them, there are about fourteen or five people in the foundation building. No matter how strong Zhang Ming is, the disparity in the number of people is too great, and he may lose miserably in the end.

When Zhu Luosen rushed to the foot of the mountain, and Zhang Ming left early, it was only about ten breaths of time, but a scene that surprised him appeared in front of him.

At this time, the battle was nearing its end.

Zhu Luomu first felt the biting coldness hitting his face, and then he saw silver swords of different sizes dancing in the air.

But what made him feel strange and frightened was that there was no one controlling the sword around here, only Zhang Ming's figure flickering in and out.

Every time he appeared, he would appear directly behind an enemy foundation-building monk and punch or palm him silently.

The next moment, the monk will be torn into pieces. Even the tyrannical body of the Snow Moon Wolf Clan, which is infinitely close to the Black and White Demon Clan, cannot resist its blow.

Although the monks here can't compare with the previous Cangyu Sect Golden Pill, there are more people. Every time Zhang Ming takes action, flesh and blood fly everywhere, and the impact on Zhu Luomu is even stronger.

And obviously the remaining monks also discovered this scene that made their hair stand on end.

"There are people who are good at assassins!"

There were already monks shouting loudly, their voices trembling. They were suddenly attacked by countless long swords, but could not see the spell caster, which made them feel inexplicable fear.

Now there are ghosts and demons that are constantly attacking and killing the foundation-building experts in the dark, and their minds are completely in chaos.

The Split Wind Tribe relied on their natural speed to spin around quickly, trying to get away.

But often hiding

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In the process of avoiding it, his body suddenly stiffened, and then it seemed as if someone had choked his neck.

After making a few "clack" sounds, the spiritual energy in his body disappeared in a few breaths, and then he turned over and fell to the ground, motionless.

After Zhu Luomu took a few glances at this strange scene, he was already sweating. As a bystander, he did not see clearly how the enemy foundation-building monks were killed.

But immediately he heard the shouts of the only five remaining foundation builders below.

"Be careful of the mosquito monster, it is poison!"

At this time, Zhu Luomu saw a foundation-building monk screaming, and suddenly slashed into the void somewhere with a knife, and there seemed to be a little light flashing there, and then disappeared.

"Mosquito monster?"

Zhu Luomu's consciousness was unable to lock onto that fleeting light spot, and he just stood blankly at the edge of the battlefield.

Looking at the enemies running around in the battlefield in front of me, as well as the monks on my side who couldn't see clearly, I felt a little distracted.

About ten breaths later, Li Yan walked towards Zhu Luomu who had been standing at the edge and frowned slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, why haven't you left yet? What are you doing back here?"

Zhu Luomu didn't seem to hear anything, and just stared blankly at the several spirit beast bags around Li Yan's waist.

When Li Yan decided to use snow mosquitoes, he casually took out a few and hung them around his waist to hide them from others.

During the last fierce battle just now, Zhu Luomu finally discovered that there was something strange about those silver swords.

Previously, he was still guessing what kind of materials the silver swords were made of. When they dealt with those Qi Condensation Stage disciples, they almost strangled their opponents with a slaughtering attitude.

Even a monk at the tenth level of Qi Condensation couldn't resist the bone-chilling chill emanating from Yinjian's body.

The spiritual weapons and magic weapons in their hands will be frozen almost as soon as they touch the opponent. At the same time, they themselves cannot resist the biting cold emanating from the silver sword.

After the attack of the silver sword comes, soon all the hair on the temples will turn white, and the surface of the body will quickly be covered with a thick layer of frost. Along with this, the movement of spiritual power in the body will begin to stagnate.

During the life-and-death fight with the opponent, the spiritual power in the body was sluggish, and the consequence was that he was cut into two pieces with a strike of the silver sword at the next moment.

Although those silver long swords could no longer achieve such an easy killing effect when dealing with the foundation-building monks, they were still bothering the four foundation-building monks.

What Zhu Luomu had never expected was that the silver sword would often break into two or even several pieces at a strange angle when it was about to be attacked by the opponent's magic weapon or magic.

Just when the opponent was stunned, these broken blades would instantly merge at the position where the cultivator felt very awkward when attacking.

Then, in the

still somewhat dazed and surprised eyes of the cultivator, he slashed with a sword.

Although these silver swords were basically dodged by the four sects' foundation-building cultivators with high skills in the end, they were also forced to be in a hurry.

Every time this happened, a bright spot or a faint shadow would flash past the side of the cultivator, and the cultivator would either fall to the ground due to poisoning, or be beaten to death by a punch or a palm, or even kicked to death.

The unmanned silver sword, as well as the extremely fast man and beast, made Zhu Luomu, who came to help, feel confused, wondering if he was hallucinating.

In just about ten breaths, everything in front of him returned to calm, and only the strong smell of blood was still emanating from the air, reminding him of what had just happened here.

Looking up, half of the bodies of hundreds of people turned into fragments on the ground, red, green, white, and purple.

Various pieces of meat and internal organs were scattered everywhere, and many even splashed on Zhu Luomu's body, making people want to vomit.

Zhu Luomu just stared blankly at the front. The other party did all this in about twenty breaths.

"Fifteen foundation-building and more than a hundred Qi-condensing cultivators died just like that?"

From beginning to end, Zhu Luomu saw a man, a beast, and those strange silver swords that were uncontrolled, coming and going here.

Everything ended just like that, and what shocked Zhu Luomu even more was still to come.

He saw Zhang Ming, who had already solidified his figure, stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

Those dozens of swords that were already floating in the air like dead objects, in Zhu Luomu's already somewhat dull eyes, dozens of swords instantly scattered into stars in the sky.

Then, each crystal "star point" rushed to Li Yan's waist with a buzzing sound, where several spirit beast bags were hanging.

"This... this... these are all mosquitoes... mosquitoes... demon beasts?"

Looking at the overwhelming "star points" in the sky, there are at least more than 100,000 of them just by looking with the naked eye, and they all reveal the cultivation of the fourth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.

Zhu Luomu felt his scalp tingling. Imagine if he was targeted by these demon beasts, even with his fake Dan realm, he would probably die in the end and be sucked into a pile of bones.

At this time, Zhu Luomu's mind was blank, and he was shocked and scared.

"Zhang Ming is a human after all, with extremely strong body training skills and a large number of mosquito-like monsters.

Physical training? Spiritual beast master?

But both of these require a lot of time for training or sacrifice, but this person's physical training skills are extremely strong, which can only be possible if he practices with one heart. How did he...do it?"

At this time, Li Yan had already put all the snow mosquitoes into the spirit beast bag.

Since he wanted to kill the enemy quickly, some of his trump cards would inevitably be exposed. He couldn't kill everyone he saw, right?

Now he

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But he was banned by the great elder of "Falling Star Valley". If he was found killing his disciples, he would be judged as a spy at the first time, and the end can be imagined.

Of course, Li Yan would not take that risk. After hiding the fragmented poison body, Li Yan also only used 80% of his physical strength, and he was holding back everywhere.

In this way, in the eyes of others, he is a good physical cultivator, and his biggest reliance is the terrifying number of mosquito-like monsters and a king mosquito with a highly poisonous poison.

Not only can he kill the enemy, but he can also show some of his own value in front of the red-robed boy, so that he will not be treated as a discarded pawn that can be easily discarded.

In the previous battle, many snow mosquitoes were killed and injured, but the snow mosquitoes were small in size. After they turned into silver swords and collided with magic weapons, the dead snow mosquitoes would often collapse directly.

In addition, the battle ended too quickly, which made Zhu Luomu never discover the true secret of these silver swords until Li Yan called back the snow mosquitoes.

This battle seemed easy, but Li Yan also achieved this result under careful planning.

There were too many foundation-building cultivators on the other side, so Li Yan had to take action himself first, and he could not rely on the snow mosquito clan alone.

So he ordered the snow mosquitoes to form a silver long sword instead of a "giant" sword, so that more long swords could be transformed.

Although the power was greatly reduced, it was enough to deal with the cultivators in the Condensation Stage. These snow mosquitoes, which were originally used to deal with the foundation-building cultivators in the Beiming Demon Suppression Tower, could only fight against a hundred small cultivators in the Condensation Stage, just like cutting melons and vegetables.

At the same time, these silver swords only need to bother those foundation-building cultivators, and the real killing will be done by him and the Snow Mosquito King himself.

Of course, if Li Yan didn't want to hide his strength, this team of more than 100 people would be huge.

Even if there were more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators in it, Li Yan might shuttle back and forth in the crowd twice, and all of them would be poisoned to death without any surprise.

Now, against cultivators below the Jindan level, Li Yan's group killing poison attack is almost unsolvable.

Li Yan had already discovered Zhu Luomu's approach, and could guess the other party's intention, and wanted to help him out of curiosity.

He could also see that Zhu Luomu was a die-hard of "Falling Star Valley", and he would definitely not find a reason to leave here if he had the opportunity to kill the invading enemy.

But Li Yan still pretended to be ignorant and asked, as if he was still unhappy that the other party had discovered his secret.

"Oh, oh...oh, fellow Daoist Zhang, please don't misunderstand me. I didn't know that you were the only one here. I thought there was a small team here, so I came to help.

I didn't intend to pry into your privacy. It was all just a misunderstanding!"

Zhu Luomu, who had been in a trance, was awakened by Li Yan's words. Seeing Zhang Ming staring at him coldly, he felt extremely uneasy.

When Zhu Luomu thought of the dense light spots rushing from all directions, he shuddered in his heart. The shock of this was even far greater than Zhang Ming's inhuman body refining technique.