Master Shennong

Chapter 336
Amidst the siege, the ten people in Zhu Hong were facing a desperate situation.

The three people who were injured before were surrounded by seven other people and took pills to treat their injuries.

Even the strength of ten people can't withstand the siege of foreign monks. Three people are missing, especially among the three people, there is Zhu Hong, the most powerful fighter, and the pressure faced by the seven people has increased sharply.

Huge pressure was acting on the body of the seven people in Weifeng, and it was also acting on the hearts of the seven people in Weifeng.

Not long after, another person was wounded by a foreign monk.

There are fewer and fewer people who have not been injured. It doesn't take too long. I am afraid that all ten people will be seriously injured.

The group of foreign monks was determined to kill Zhu Hong's ten people. Even in other battlefields, the foreign monks were at a disadvantage, and they never had any intention of helping.

Unceasingly launched attacks on the Vermilion Ten, playing a game of cat and mouse.

Wei Feng felt the pain coming from his body, the blood flow made him more and more tired, and he felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Zhu Yidao joined the battle circle again, slashed his knife to meet the enemy, cut and wounded an overseas monk with one knife, and supported Wei Feng's body.

"My surname is Wei, what's wrong with you, don't you think you're so smart, you sometimes fall down."

Zhu Yidao, who was supporting Wei Feng, didn't even have time to look at Wei Feng, and was overwhelmed by the attacks of foreign monks, desperately resisting.

Around them, there are fewer and fewer people who can stand.

Zhu Hong has been injured again, this time the injury is so serious that she may not be able to stand up and fight again until she dies.

The other few people were not much different from Zhu Hong, and none of them had the power to fight again.

Including Zhu Hong, there were a total of ten people in the team. At this moment, the blade was gone, and only two people were left with the strength to fight.

Wei Feng broke free from Zhu Yidao's support, waved the sword in his hand to meet the enemy, and shared part of the pressure for Zhu Yidao. The two had been friends for so many years, and when they were drunk, they didn't recognize each other as brothers, but they regarded each other as brothers in their hearts. .

"Zhu Yidao, you crow's mouth, this is a good move, you've hit the mark, and we all want to accompany you to the underworld!"

Zhu Yidao made a slash, did not take Wei Feng's words, looked around ferociously, and shouted: "Wei, have you counted the number of foreign monks we killed after we fell into a tight siege!"

"Calculation, 38 people, one is not too many, one is not too much!"

"It's a lot, it's a lot less, there are still two short! Ten of us, no matter what, we have to kill forty foreign monks to call it enough money!"

Zhu Yidao grinned, the movements of his hands were not slow, and the words in his mouth were also not slow.

Wei Feng's eyes were full of sternness, resisting the pain of being stabbed, he swung his sword and slashed an overseas monk.

"If you say less, it means less. Forty foreign monks, we killed 38, then kill a few more, buy one get one free, kill four!"

"it is good!"

The equipment in the hands of the two killed two foreign monks at the same time, and they pulled out the equipment awe-inspiringly, and attacked the foreign monks again.

A bloody mouth was drawn out of one junior, and a piece of flesh was cut off from the abdomen of another.

Both of them were bleeding profusely, and their injuries were serious, but they seemed to be unaware of it.

They are more and more brave and fearless, and the more they fight, the braver they are.

The other eight people who were blocked by the two felt a kind of death aura overflowing from them. The death aura was heavy, accompanied by tragic and majestic, and it was passed on to them.

It was only at this time that they discovered that Wei Feng, who had always been gentle, intelligent, mature and prudent, had such a heroic side.

"41!"

Zhu Yidao yelled violently, chopped off a person's head with a single blow, and was kicked away by several other people.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Feng also called out a number.

"42!"

Wei Feng was kicked out like Zhu Yidao, and landed on the ground without moving.

The two achieved the number of kills they promised, lost their last persistence, and were already dying.

The foreign monks immediately narrowed the encirclement, and looked at the ten people who had finally lost their combat effectiveness with red eyes, and each of them heaved a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

In their view, these ten people were too difficult to deal with. Forty-two people died in order to kill them, which was a heavy loss.

However, it is enough to kill these ten people, even if they lose 42 people.

The overseas monks carried their equipment and slowly walked towards the ten people in vermilion, letting fear overwhelm them little by little.

The breath of death enveloped the ten people in Zhu Hong, and the fear lingered in their hearts, lingering and lingering.

Before the group of people approached them, before they even waved the equipment in their hands, the eight of Vermilion suddenly jumped up, using the strength that had just recovered in their bodies, and relying on steely will, they made another move.

Eight people killed six unaware foreign monks in an instant, just like Wei Feng and Zhu Yidao before, they exchanged their lives for their lives.

"Damn!"

Enraged by the sudden scene in front of them, the foreign monks roared and rushed towards the eight Scarlets.

They were merciless in their strikes, and in an instant, seven of Zhu Hong's eight people died on the spot.

After completing the feat of killing 48 overseas monks with the combined force of ten people, they set off on their way back to their origin.

Zhu Hong, who was lucky enough to escape unharmed, let her body fly upside down, fluttering in the void, like a dead leaf in the wind, and finally landed heavily.

At the last moment when the group of overseas monks shot out angrily, one of the monks in the middle stage of Qi training among the ten Vermilion Reds turned over without any explanation, and pushed Zhu Hong away.

Alone, he forcibly blocked two angry stabs from a foreign monk, and his head was decapitated on the spot.

That scene happened to meet Zhu Hong's eyes, causing Zhu Hong to burst into tears of sadness at that moment, and she was stunned.

She knew that person. During the month on the island, he once confessed to her, but he was rejected by Zhu Hong, because Zhu Hong had already put in a person in her heart, even though she knew it was impossible, she still had something in her heart. Thinking about people.

That person guarded Vermilion with his life, even if he could only protect Vermilion for a moment, let Vermilion live for a moment, he still did what he thought he should do without hesitation.

Zhu Hong's body fell heavily on the rail of the big ship, suffered the force of the impact, was bounced back to the deck of the big ship, and landed beside Zhu Yidao and Wei Feng.

At the last moment when Zhu Hong's consciousness was about to fall into a coma due to the pain, a figure appeared in her eyes, a figure that she had only seen a few times, knowing that it was impossible but still couldn't restrain the wishful thinking in her heart. A figure buried deep in my heart.

Zhu Hong knew that she was going to die, she must be going to die, otherwise how could she have hallucinations.

That person should be fighting foreign monks above the sky at this time, and it is absolutely impossible to appear on the deck, in the battle circle where the monks of the Qi training mirror are fighting.

Qin Lan let out a roar, and his red eyes fiercely swept towards the crowd rushing up around him.

He stood in front of Wei Feng and the other three, looking at the dead seven familiar figures, his anger was uncontrollable.

He was the one who brought the ten people from Weifeng to the HX Overseas Portal. In Qin Lan's heart, he should be responsible for them and have the right to let them escape unscathed.

However, he fell into madness and fought in the sky. After a great battle, he came to his senses. When he searched Wei Feng's ten people with his spiritual sense, he saw seven corpses, Zhu Hong flying upside down in the void, and Wei Feng and Zhu Yidao who were dying. .

He immediately gave up the fight and fell directly from the sky.

The small team that killed seven people cannot die anymore.

He took a step forward, and he didn't restrain his breath at all. How could the group of foreign monks rushing forward be able to withstand the impact of Qin Lan's momentum, and they were blown away in an instant.

Qin Lan suddenly turned around and squatted down.

He took out three Rejuvenation Pills from his bosom, stuffed them directly into the mouths of Zhu Hong and the other three, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Lan, who was inexplicably angry, faced the foreign monks gathered on the big ship again, opened his mouth, and smiled bitterly.

The battle between the soul-refining monks has been settled, and the remaining battles between the Qi-training monks have no suspense.

Qin Lan raised his right foot heavily, and then stepped out suddenly, and the group of foreign monks who were hit by the tyrannical breath flew out again.

Stretching out his right hand, a golden streamer immediately appeared in his hand. Excalibur Dageng killed dozens of soul-refining powerhouses. It was not stained with blood, and its edge was strong.

Holding the divine sword Dageng in his hand, Qin Lan swung out several swords without any hesitation, and a large number of foreign monks were chopped off by the swords.

At this point, Qin Lan didn't give up, and threw the Gengjin Excalibur in his hand vigorously. The Excalibur Dageng swiped to the sky, returned with light, and was directly absorbed into the sea water.

Qin Lan glanced at the direction Jian Dageng entered the sea, held Wei Feng and Zhu Yidao, held Zhu Hong between them, tapped his toes, and left in the air, returning to the big boat where the strong men in the HX world of cultivating immortals adjusted their breath.

He gently put the three of them on the deck, and let out a clear whistle.

Not far in front of him, the big ship on which the foreign monk was riding suddenly exploded and collapsed.

A golden streamer seemed to shoot out from the sea, piercing through the collapsed ship, and the sword flew towards Qin Lan incessantly.

Holding the golden flying sword in his hand, Qin Lan stepped up through the air step by step, just like the legendary immortal cultivator in the Void Realm who walked through the air, and walked directly towards Xiu Qingfeng and the five overseas monk leaders.

Xiu Qingfeng sent out a powerful blow, separated the battle circle with the five people, and stood beside Qin Lan with a long body.

For Qin Lan to appear here, the overall situation must have been settled, and Xiu Qingfeng had a smile on his face.

At this time, the five overseas monk leaders, including Alisa, looked extremely ugly. They roared again and again, a little unbelievable, they failed so fast, so fast that they couldn't react.

"Damn it, Xiu Qingfeng, what's going on? How can you HX immortal cultivators be so powerful? It's completely inconsistent with the information we've found!"

Alisa looked at Xiu Qingfeng unwillingly, not understanding why they failed so completely.

Xiu Qingfeng stood in the air with a long sword in his hand, with a bright smile on his face.

"What's going on, you are looking carefully!"

The five Alisa spread out their spiritual consciousness at the same time, covering the HX immortal cultivator. Soon, they opened their mouths wide, speechless, and their faces were uncertain.

Xiu Qingfeng was relaxed and comfortable, and talked eloquently, "How about it, get it, the strength of our immortal cultivators in HX is completely different from the information you have found before. In the past 20 days, the strength of the immortal cultivators in HX has been in Dan With the help of medicine, there has been a qualitative change. The HX world of cultivating immortals has unpredictable means and powerful strength, which will never be beyond your overseas monks' ability to speculate."

"For the sake of petty profits, you don't hesitate to offend me, HX Xianwei. This result has already been doomed!"

(End of this chapter)