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Chapter 88 Are reinforcements coming?

More than two thousand miles away.

In a small forest.

"Brother Fang, the medicine has been scattered." A female cultivator was carrying a basket with some residual white powder in it, which had a special pungent smell.

These powders are used to repel insects. They are not poisonous insects, but spies of the Pingtian Sect. There are masters in the Pingtian Sect who are good at driving insects. They were not prepared before and were attacked repeatedly, suffering heavy casualties. Finally, they discovered the problem at a huge cost.

There were hundreds of people in the woods, wearing bloodstained leather armor, holding blades, covered in blood, and their wrists and abdomens were wrapped in bandages, and more than once, the bandages were bulging but could not stop the blood from spreading.

They were still in relatively good condition, but there were still a dozen people who were unconscious, with torn limbs and exposed fascia trembling. They had no blood to bleed and were only relying on some pills they had just taken to hold on.

"Bury these three now. Remember to cover them with some grass and don't leave any grave mounds. Don't let the Pingtian Sect find them." A senior brother whispered.

The Pingtian Sect likes fresh corpses the most. These are their fellow disciples who have died in battle. The best they can do is to prevent their remaining souls from being taken away again.

"Senior Brother Fang, haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?" asked another cultivator.

Senior Brother Fang took out a communication device and found no signs of change. "The elder of the guard said it will be soon. Let's wait a little longer."

"How long do we have to wait?"

A seriously injured monk stood up and staggered forward. He looked at the horizon, lost and distraught, "Tianjian Sect, when will you come to support us?"

"Brother, don't leave this circle, or you will be discovered by the Insect Tamer." The female cultivator reminded.

Then, she secretly glanced at Senior Brother Fang, hoping that he could say a few words to comfort everyone and not always undermine morale.

Senior Brother Fang sighed lightly. Didn’t he also want to say something nice?
But these days, I have made up all the excuses I can, and no one would believe it anyway.

His name is Fang Shao. He is one of the monks sent by the Tianjian Sect to guard the border and fight against the Pingtian Sect. When he first arrived, he thought it was just an ordinary battle.

But he didn't expect that the Pingtian Sect had invested a large number of manpower here and tried its best to strangle them. The disciples of the Tianjian Sect were replaced batch after batch and were harvested like leeks by the Pingtian Sect. He was the first batch to come, and his teammates kept coming, but there were almost no familiar faces around.

Doesn't he know whether the Tianjian Sect can still send useful reinforcements?
What's worse is that this branch of the Pingtian Sect led by the Southern Sect Leader did not seem to be in a hurry to advance the front line. Instead, they tried their best to encircle and strangle them. This left them with no way to retreat and they could only fight to the death.

"Damn it! Damn Tianjian Sect, if you don't come, I'm going to join the Pingtian Sect!"

The crazy monk who stood up suddenly cursed, "I just came here to complete a mission and earn some spirit stones. Why? Why should I…"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly came to his senses, a brilliant light burst out from his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and the spear flew out from the tree trunk, looking into the distance.

"Enemy attack! Get behind me!"

After that, everyone got busy and took out their weapons and magic weapons. Several female cultivators dragged the seriously injured to a hidden place and covered them with leaves.

Soon, a low thunder sounded in the air, and several arcs of electricity flashed, passing by the crazy monk and ignoring him.

The bright electric arc was more than ten miles long and finally fell to the ground. It quickly entangled like a silk thread, gathered into a ball, and finally exploded with a snap. Static electricity and sparks appeared on the surrounding monks' bodies, their hair stood up, and electric light also flashed on the crazy monk's black iron spear.

Finally, the arc disappeared and several people appeared on the ground.

One of them was holding a hemp rope, and three people were tied to the other end, two men and one woman. They all had dull eyes. The female monk's hair was messy, as if she had just been ravaged.

Many Tianjian Master disciples were shocked. Who was this? The speed was so fast. Did another master from Pingtian Sect appear?
"Don't panic, they are ours!"

A cultivator recognized Han Tianxiao and breathed a sigh of relief. He was a very capable senior disciple among the outer disciples with good cultivation, but why was he tied up with ropes?

The others' eyes lit up as well, and they were overjoyed. Have they finally made it to the end?
"Brother Han, are the reinforcements coming?" the monk asked.

"Ah?" Han Tianxiao was stunned for a moment, "What did you say? I can't hear you."

There was only the crackling sound of electricity and the sharp sound of wind in his ears. Although the surroundings were quiet at the moment, he felt deafening.

Although he was standing on solid ground, he couldn't stand steadily, as if the ground was soft.

"Are you the only ones here?" The crazy monk stopped being crazy and asked seriously. Senior Brother Meng and Xiaoman didn't say anything, just babbling on the side.

Chen Lang untied the rope and explained, "There are only a few of us. Where is the enemy?"

He looked up at the sky. The sun had just risen a little, so it seemed that it took less than two hours to fly all the way.

This made him somewhat satisfied. The combined effect of the Thunder Pearl and the Soaring Cloud Steps increased his speed tenfold. This time it was truly ten times, and there was no exaggeration at all.

Such speed is basically top-level in the foundation-building realm.

As expected, this is another team that came to die. The hope that just appeared in everyone's heart was instantly shattered. It is meaningless to send them one by one, unless someone of the elder level comes, or at least an old student from the inner sect comes.

After so many ordeals, they became even more depressed than before. They were all tired and silent, not wanting to talk.

"Are you Chen Lang?"

After a moment, the crazy monk said.

He had been fighting for too long and his reactions had become slow. It took him a while to recognize a familiar face.

The other cultivators looked over. Chen Lang? That arrogant outer sect disciple?

Many people here hated Chen Lang, and many had fought with him, but at this moment, they were numb. Even the monks who had participated in the demonstrations felt dry in their hearts and could not feel any emotion at all.

When life and death are at stake, there is no time to worry about trivial matters.

"It seems the situation is a bit bad. Where are the enemies? Tell me their location and I'll go kill them." Chen Lang said.

He took a quick look and was surprised. Was this a mission? Why was the fighting even more brutal than at the mine?

"Didn't you meet him when you came?"

The crazy monk stuck his spear aside and explained: "We have been surrounded by the Pingtian Sect. How did you get in?"

Chen Lang was stunned for a moment. He remembered that he had been running all the way and his true energy was quickly dried up. He met a group of people on the road, who greeted him with their magical powers. Then he used the Sansheng Disk to absorb the saturated attack and filled up his tank.

So, those people are from Pingtian Sect? They are surrounded by us?
"It's good to surround them. Tell me the situation. How many people are there on the opposite side? When will the fight start?" Chen Lang asked.

So the crazy monk briefly explained the situation.

The visitors were from the southern branch of the Pingtian Sect, but there were not many of them.

However, the most shameless thing about the Pingtian Sect is that they offer huge sums of money to recruit vagrants everywhere. As long as they kill enemies and take heads, they can get a lot of spirit stones, so they have an endless supply of troops, while they stand in the back and watch the fight between the snipe and the clam, harvesting souls.

However, the number of disciples in their Tianjian Sect was limited, and countless battles had exhausted them. The number of casualties could hardly be described as large. From the beginning of the battle to now, more than three hundred people had died, most of whom were outer disciples who were carrying out missions.

However, during this period of time, they also figured out the behavioral characteristics of the Pingtian Sect.

"The purpose of Pingtian Sect is to raise flags."

The crazy monk said, "They use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to divide themselves into small teams and kill anyone they see. We know of more than 20 teams, all of which have masters in charge and are roaming around nearby.

As soon as we show up, they will come right away."

"Is that so? That's perfect."

Chen Lang waved his hand and said, "Lead the way, and start fighting."

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　The remaining two updates are being edited and will be released later.

　　
　
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