Master Shennong

Chapter 335
Qin Lan shot towards the melee battlefield with awe-inspiring aura like a knife.

He is powerful, even if he does not use the Nine Swords Art, after breaking through to the mid-stage of the Soul Refining Realm, he can still fight against the extremely strong in the Soul Refining Realm.

Once using the Nine Swords Art, Qin Lan will immediately have the power to fight against strong men like Alisa.

With such strength, it can be said that he has reached the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals.

If his strength falls into the melee battlefield, even if those around him all have the strength of the soul refining state, to him, it is like a wolf joining a herd of sheep.

After he left, the battle between Xiu Qingfeng and Qi Lisha broke out immediately.

Alisa and the others knew very well that they were not well prepared, and the only chance to win this battle was to kill Xiu Qingfeng.

Only when Xiu Qingfeng could not continue to delay them, could they join the melee and play a decisive role in the battle.

Naturally, what they thought in their hearts couldn't be hidden from Xiu Qingfeng.

Xiu Qingfeng, who understood the thoughts of the five people, smiled indifferently, and fought with the five people.

There is no doubt that the strength of the five Alisa is very strong. Together, the five of them do have the strength to rival Xiu Qingfeng.

However, Xiu Qingfeng is only defending, not fighting to the death. Fighting with five people can definitely persist for a long time. This is what Xiu Qingfeng intends. He only needs to persist until the moment when the world of cultivating immortals completely overwhelms the foreign monks. The abacus is counted as a failure.

Even if the five of them are powerful, they will not be able to change the situation of the battle at that time.

Being alone, he will only be besieged to death by the HX cultivators who are gradually getting out.

Xiu Qingfeng, a fellow practitioner of Xianwu, wanted to delay the time, and there was really no way for Alisa and the five to escape in a short time.

It can be said that this battle was destined to be won by the HX cultivators from the very beginning.

Those in the soul-refining realm fight in the void, and those in the Qi-refinement realm fight on the deck of the boat. The battle is going on in an orderly manner, developing step by step according to Qin Lan's plan.

Qin Lan charged once in the void. Wherever he passed, the foreign monks died. No one could survive from Qin Lan's hands. Qin Lan's body was covered with blood, and the blood aroused the fierceness in the deepest part of Qin Lan's body. Qin Lan charged again went back.

There are many strong people like Qin Lan in the void, including HX cultivators and foreign monks.

There has never been a shortage of strong people in the world of cultivating immortals, and there is naturally no shortage of powerful people among overseas monks.

A certain big ship kicked, and it was because of Qin Lan that it was able to appear at the eastern sea gate of HX. The ten Wei Feng who participated in this battle huddled together and temporarily formed a small team.

Their team is strong, and it has improved a lot compared to when they came to HX East Sea.

It seems that when Xiu Qingfeng selected the candidates to take the elixir, none of them failed, and all of them were selected, otherwise the strength would never be as strong as it is now.

Wei Feng and other immortal cultivators who were strong in the early stage of Qi training all broke through to the middle stage of Qi training.

It is worth mentioning that Zhu Hong, who has obtained Qi Yang Pill, has improved rapidly. It seems that her talent is also extremely high, and she has actually reached the late stage of Qi training.

She is the only one among the ten who has broken through the late stage of Qi training, and among the ten, she is the most powerful.

During the time these ten people were on the small island, they developed an extremely deep friendship with each other. Therefore, even in the face of such a life-and-death battle, the ten of them fought in teams and never separated.

When they were on the small island, they met Qin Lan several times. They could only look up to Qin Lan, who was already a strong soul refiner.

However, the ten people were not so jealous, on the contrary, they admired Qin Lan a little bit. As a loose cultivator, Qin Lan really made a good face for them.

They were able to get the cultivation of Qi Lian Dan before, and they also attributed it to Qin Lan.

In fact, what they didn't know was that they were right to give such credit. If Xiu Qingfeng didn't look at Qin Lan's face, it would be impossible for all ten of them to be trained by Yangqi Pill.

The ten people, centered on the most powerful Zhu Hong, fought against foreign monks.

They are like sharp knives, in the chaotic battle circle, they are everywhere.

Foreign monks who were similar in strength to them had no power to fight against them at all, so they advanced extremely fast, far away from the battle circle of other immortal cultivators.

When fighting on the battlefield, it is most taboo to go deep alone.

The same was true for the melee of the immortal cultivators. The vermilion team, as powerful as a sharp knife, quickly attracted the attention of some overseas monks.

The group of foreign monks looked at each other and exchanged glances, and then led people to surround Zhu Hong ten people quietly.

Dozens of people formed a cage, and immediately imprisoned the ten people in Zhu Hong. They surrounded and wanted to kill the ten people in Zhu Hong.

Zhu Hong's ten people killed with great enjoyment, and they were constantly stained with blood, which induced all the ferocity in their bones.

By the time they found out that they were surrounded, it was too late to fight out.

As the leader of the ten people, Zhu Hong's face was gloomy.

"Wei Feng, what shall we do now?"

Among the ten people, Wei Feng was recognized as the most intelligent.

He looked around, feeling a little annoyed. Their team was far away from the others. They were now surrounded by foreign monks, trapped in a tight siege, and they were in a desperate situation. It was impossible for other immortal cultivators to rescue them.

Zhu Hong's words made others realize their predicament, and a faint breath of death lingered in their hearts.

They also looked at Wei Feng, hoping that Wei Feng could give an opinion.

However, at this time, Wei Feng could not have any opinions, and he racked his brains to find a way out.

Zhu Yidao saw that Wei Feng did not speak, he looked around with a hot temper, and directly growled: "Don't think about it, the current situation is a dead end for us, and this is also the evil result we planted , The killing is too deep. It’s just a battle to death. What are you afraid of? Let us fight to the death. Killing one is enough, killing two is enough to earn. If we can kill three or four, we will go to hell. You can also have fun!"

Zhu Hong and the others looked even more gloomy. When it came to death, they were not as open to a butcher as Zhu Yidao.

Wei Feng sighed lightly, shook his head at Zhu Hong and the others, and said helplessly: "There is no other way but to fight to the death!"

When Zhu Hong and the others heard the words, their hearts suddenly sank. No one wanted to die if they were able to live. What's more, these casual cultivators had just seen hope and their cultivation base had greatly improved, so they were really unwilling to die like this.

As the leader of the ten people, Zhu Hong took the lead in making up his mind. With the long sword in his hand across his chest, he swept towards the many foreign monks around him, and said heroically: "Since there is no other way, let's fight. Although it is a bit unwilling and regrettable, But there is nothing unacceptable, a month ago, how many seniors in the cultivation world died in battle, and followed closely behind, going forward one after another, it is quite impressive!"

"Sister Zhu, you are right, if you want to fight, you will fight, and if you deserve to die, you will die. It is also very happy!" Zhu Yidao echoed with him.

Wei Feng nodded, still with that wise look, agreed: "Then let's fight!"

The three of them had already reached a conclusion, and even if the other seven were unwilling, they had no other choice. This was a desperate situation, and it was impossible for them to put on their wings and fly out directly.

"war!"

The seven of them roared in low tones at the same time.

The ten people hugged into a ball, and after risking their lives, there was an unusually tragic aura around them.

They condensed into a sharp knife again, and started a scuffle with the group of foreign monks around them.

The bloody lessons that have been handed down since ancient times will not have any meaning. After the sharp knives gathered by ten people killed more than [-] overseas monks, the knife edge was smoothed.

There are a large number of foreign monks, and they attack one after another. Even if they are all immortal cultivators in the late stage of Qi training, they will not be able to resist the enemy's repeated battles.

Zhu Hong killed a foreign monk again, her dantian was sluggish, and was hit on the back by a foreign monk, drawing a long bloodstain on her back.

The battles on the battlefield come and go again, then decline again, and end three times. The battles between immortal cultivators are also similar to this.

Once the gap is torn open, it will become bigger and bigger, and once the injuries on the body appear, there will be more and more injuries.

How powerful the true energy in the dantian of a cultivator in the qi training realm can be. After repeated battles, almost all of the dantians of ten people have been exhausted.

Even if they take pills to restore their true qi, at this time it is tantamount to drinking poison to quench their thirst.

Zhu Hong was injured again, Zhu Yidao stepped forward angrily, and blocked the slashing attack towards Zhu Hong, his arm was drawn with several bloody slits, dripping with blood.

This butcher Zhu was indeed a tough man, he suffered such a serious trauma, and he didn't even groan.

The others immediately went up to meet them and blocked the successive attacks, Zhu Yidao was lucky enough to save his life.

The eight people surrounded Zhu Hong and Zhu Yidao, Zhu Hong swallowed a elixir, and then fed one to Zhu Yidao, looking at the wound on Zhu Yidao's arm, feeling a little unbearable.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhu Yidao looked at Zhu Hong with his mouth open, and laughed, as if he didn't care about the physical pain at all.

"Of course it hurts, but if you can't bear the pain, why should you tell others that you are responsible? Brothers, thank you for pulling Lao Zhu back from the gate of hell. It's a waste of all the painstaking efforts of the brothers. According to this As things go on, it won't be long before we're all going down."

"Yidao, what nonsense are you talking about? Never give up until the last moment!" Wei Feng glared at Zhu Yidao, somewhat dissatisfied with Zhu Yidao's words.

Others became more and more depressed, and death was getting closer and closer.

Just while they were talking, some strangers were wounded by foreign monks.

The severity of the injury was heavier than that of Zhu Yidao and Zhu Hong.

They were almost exhausted, but there were still a large number of foreign monks, and people kept coming up to attack them, and they couldn't resist for a long time.

If there is no miracle yet, and other immortal cultivators appear to rescue them, I'm afraid it's true as Zhu Yidao said, and the ten of them will hold hands and go to hell together.

(End of this chapter)