Although there are many ways for monks to perceive their opponents, such as divine consciousness and yuan magnetism, they are not as timely and fast as the five senses, and they are often at a chance when fighting, how can they have time to release their divine thoughts to perceive the surroundings, so in large-scale battles, or in team battles, there will always be one or two people who are responsible for detecting the danger and notifying everyone in advance, but these monks obviously do not have such a fine division of labor As Kaishan's greatsword swept across the monk's throat, he was still immersed in the thrill of ambushing his prey, a splash of bright red on the grass.
The balance of attack and defense of the five was broken, and there was no suspense about victory.
Chen Yunsheng didn't bother to see how the four monks were broken by the opening of the mountain and the wildfire one by one, he was more concerned about the battle between Tear and Jindan Monk.
The torn massive golden steel claws shimmered with dazzling light, and the trees around them shattered in the fierce battle, and the dirt was turned over.
From time to time, black smoke rose from not far away, apparently caused by these two men.
The Jindan monk on the opposite side gasped, a red long sword fluttered around him, and his hands habitually trembled, which was a manifestation of overcasting.
The two stared at each other, neither of them striking the final blow, they were both waiting for their chance.
Chen Yunsheng didn't want to delay time, in the battle of the monks, the change of advantages and disadvantages between the two sides was often just a breath.
He was going to help tear it apart, but when he thought of this, countless black hideous faces appeared in mid-air, and the wind in the forest suddenly became fierce.
Black hideous faces attacked the Jindan monk from all directions.
This monk is also an experienced person, and he felt that the wind around him was a little unusual, so he had already retreated, and if it were not for the personal visit of the head of the Wang family, he would not have been willing to make a move.
I can help with this already said in the past, and if I continue to fight, I'm afraid that even my old life will have to be here.
Seeing that the black face was about to be imprinted on his body, he saw a burst of yellow light emitted from the Jindan monk's body, and the person fled into the dirt and fled.
Feeling that the direction of the other party's escape was outside the island, Chen Yunsheng did not chase after him, and turned back to the place where the mountain opened and fought the wildfire, and at this time the four monks were all dead.
Looking at the mutilated corpse, a trace of sadness welled up in his heart, these people may not be extremely vicious, but they took a life, why bother.
The three Canglan guards stood behind him like statues, waiting for their master's next order.
At this time, only due north was still a star-point battle, and from time to time smoke and dust came from that direction, Chen Yunsheng rushed over with three guards.
Following the fluctuations of the aura in his divine consciousness, he found the scene of the fierce battle.
Crazy Knife, Broken Stream and the three of them in the shadow fought fiercely against the three Jindan monks, and at the same time, more than a dozen foundation building masters kept casting spells around, disrupting the hands and feet of the three people.
The broadsword in the mad knife's hand flew up and down, and at the same time, his body moved rapidly, and each uncast blade left a deep scar on the ground.
The three Jindan monks are all sword cultivators, the sword trick is blindly light, and the three flying swords are haunting, like three swimming fish, although they are not imposing, they are extremely practical.
They are afraid of the sword of the mad sword, and they try to avoid it without touching his sword.
Broken Stream is holding a giant axe, and it seems that the number of paths is similar to that of the mad knife, but it has been in a state of accumulation, and he has not seen it move.
The body of the shadow is like a puff of green smoke, floating here and there for a while, just attracting the other party to attack, and there is no sign of a move.
Seeing that the three puppets were not defeated, Chen Yunsheng simply hid behind the big tree and carefully watched the fighting style of the three people, he was very curious why he didn't make a move between the broken streams and the shadows.
The light on the Broken Axe has been growing, and the power has been building.
It's not that the three monks on the opposite side didn't notice this hidden danger, but the mad knife moves were blindly fierce as if the spirit yuan couldn't be used up, and they didn't give them a chance to get close to the broken stream at all.
Among the three monks, one middle-aged monk suddenly retreated to the back, and the two monks in front blocked the snowflakes of swords for him.
For a while, the crisp sound of gold and iron echoing was like rain hitting a silver bottle, and the color of the two flying swords suddenly dimmed a lot.
However, the two monks' sword skills were quite solid, and they were at a disadvantage without any flaws.
The middle-aged monk's ten fingers flew and sealed in front of his heart, and a recipe that Chen Yunsheng was very familiar with came into view.
"Wood law, ghost withered vine" This spell is a large-scale group attack and is often used when teams are fighting.
Chen Yunsheng knew very well what the other party thought, that is, he must break the accumulation of broken flow.
The dozen or so foundation-building monks behind also lost no time in unleashing ice arrows.
It's just that these monks' Dao methods are shallow, and the ice arrows are not very powerful, and they are all blocked by the shadows.
There seems to be a huge suction cup between the two hands of the shadows, sucking all the icicles and ice arrows into it.
Just as the middle-aged monk's last handprint was about to end, Kagema spread out his palms towards him, and there were two spiral lines in his palms, from which two strands of frost-white ice arrows spewed out, like two horses, stabbing at the center of his eyebrows.
At this time, the big sword of the mad knife turned into a piece of sword and slashed down fiercely, leaving the two monks in front of him without time to protect against the ice arrow.
Faced with the danger of spraying, the middle-aged monk had to give up casting spells, manipulate magic weapons, and fly up against the ice arrow.
In an instant, ice chips flew sideways, and the flying sword broke through the ice, although it broke through the attack between the shadows, but the spell also came to an abrupt end.
The middle-aged monk sighed in annoyance, but before he could seal it again, the Xuanhua giant axe lit up with colorful patterns, and the cold air seeped out, as if it had drained the heat between heaven and earth, and even Chen Yunsheng in the distance couldn't help but shiver.
A dazzling white light slashed down the sky and the earth, the impact of pure energy, and the huge white light did not allow the other party to have any resistance.
The trees within fifty zhang of the front were all destroyed, and the water vapor in the air condensed into tiny ice particles and fell, and the ground turned white in an instant.
Bai Mang didn't seem to have finished releasing the raging energy, roaring in the direction of due north, slashing into the vast sea.
Chen Yunsheng had been wondering before, how could he cut off the surging river with a Xuanhua axe, and everything was clear at this moment.
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The sea froze instantly, maintaining the shape of the sword when it entered the sea, and a huge crack appeared in the sea, as if time had stood still.
"Even the sea can be cut, let alone the river" With a single slash, the three monks on the other side did not even leave ashes.
This kind of domineering power may not be able to be displayed even by the Yuan Infant Cultivator.
But gradually, the light in Broken Stream's eyes gradually dimmed, and a slight explosion sounded from his chest, and his body was like a sculpture, motionless and lifeless.
Chen Yunsheng secretly said that it was not good, it must be that the spirit stones were consumed, thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning, in order to drive these puppets, he had exhausted all the high-grade spirit stones on his body, this trick is good, but the speed is slow and the consumption of spirit stones is too large.
All the battles were over, and Chen Yunsheng sent seven Canglan guards to clean up the battlefield, cremate the corpses on the spot, and collect all the magic weapons he carried with him.
From the storage rings of these monks, he found a lot of practical magic weapons and spirit stones, which also solved the dilemma of the lack of spirit stones on the island.
In less than an hour's battle, he killed a total of four Jindan monks and thirty low-level monks, and looking at his hands, Chen Yunsheng became silent.
"They died unjustly, and not everyone is a bad person."
Xiao Yun said calmly.
Chen Yunsheng glanced at her, approving in his heart, but his tone was not rippling, "It's a good thing that you can have compassion in your heart."
Heaven has given too many things to the monks, and if this power is not restricted, sooner or later such a scene will appear.
Therefore, compassion and restraint are the first lessons of a practitioner entering the Tao, and sadly, this is also the fastest thing that is forgotten. ” "That's what Master said."
Xiao Yun was used to calling this monk, who was not much older than herself, Master.
"There are two Jindan monks in the Wang family, but five people have come today, except for the one who escaped, all four died on the island, I guess they will disappear for a while.
You can go and get your brother here, you have to say it first, if he is not suitable for entering the Tao, I have no way to accept him. ” Xiao Yun nodded in thanks, for her, she had never met such a talkative master.
With gratitude in her heart, the girl set out on her way home.
In the days that the girl was gone, Chen Yunsheng gathered together the collected magic weapons, which were made of different materials and mainly metal.
Looking at the chaotic luster all over the ground, he suddenly had a bold idea to melt all these magic weapons and make them into magic weapons used in the magic circle.
Chen Yunsheng has his own thoughts, this fierce battle, he has deeply damaged a cultivator family, the island is no longer a hidden existence, although the opponent has disappeared now, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will not come to seek revenge one day in the future.
It is impossible for him to be in a tight defensive state all the time, so that his cultivation will naturally be wasted.
Using these magic weapons to turn the island into a battlefield full of magic circles was not difficult for Chen Yunsheng.
With enough time and supplies, there is no shortage of either of these things right now.
On the morning of the third day, Xiao Yun came back with the flying magic weapon, followed by a little fat man, who was less than ten years old, with a baby fat face and pink lips, which was very cute.
When Chen Yunsheng saw the little fat man at first glance, he couldn't help but wonder, after all, he was not very old and still had some childlike innocence.
Xiao Yun came to Chen Yunsheng's face, picked up her clothes and knelt down, and at the same time dragged the little fat man.
The little boy glanced at Chen Yunsheng in confusion, and knelt down with his sister, calling Master in a vague voice.
Chen Yunsheng helped them up, touched the boy's head, and said softly, "What's your name?"
"Yi Xiaohu."
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