Fang Cai's scene only happened in an instant, and everyone present was dumbfounded.
A third-order Hidden Thorn Clan Horn Demon and a Born Flesh Shield Tortoiseshell Clan Horn Demon, together, were enough to wipe out most of the low-level patrol teams in the Northwest Army.
But it is a bit incredible that the middle-aged man turned the tide in an instant with his own strength.
"Awesome" Tang Xian muttered, and couldn't help but shake his head, wanting to sober up.
"That's not right."
She suddenly thought of a question that didn't make sense: Among the psychic realm monks in the northwest, if there was such a powerful person, he should have stood out in the big competition and inspection, and became one of the dozen shining names.
How can you be like this, calling yourself completely unimagined?
"Who is this man?"
In her mind, she recalled the characters on the list over and over again, and reviewed their information, but she couldn't remember which one could match the middle-aged man in front of her.
Zhang Mei and Liu Mingxiang had already walked over and solemnly thanked the middle-aged man on behalf of the Ice Milling Academy.
"Brother, you can," Tang Xian also followed with a big grin, looking each other up and down, and greeted him familiarly, "Why haven't I seen you before?"
The middle-aged man tore strips of cloth from his robe to stop the bleeding, and said with a smile: "How many monks are there in Ganlong, is it possible that you have seen them all."
As he spoke, he walked a few steps to the two corpses of the horned demons.
The ugly body was hidden in the cyan transparent blood ice, and the lines of the blue blood were clearly visible, like a carefully made specimen.
He muttered in his mouth, cast a fire prevention technique, melted away the ice in an instant, and skillfully cut off the magic horn and put it in the storage bag.
Tang Xian looked at it, and his face was full of envy and couldn't hide it.
According to the rules for the exchange of military merits in the Northwest, killing a blue-horned demon is equivalent to 500 military merits, a second-striped blue-horned demon is equivalent to 750 military merits, and a third-striped bluehorn is 1000 military merits.
Some special races also have additional bonuses for military exploits.
For example, this Hidden Thorn Clan Horn Demon can be exchanged for at least 2000 military merits.
Then count the 500 military merits of the first-order tortoiseshell clan horned demon.
This middle-aged man gained 2,500 military merits in this battle.
Tang Xian recalled vigorously, thinking that he had been in the northwest for so long, and he had never saved 100 in military exploits.
If this military function is given to everyone a little, even a tenth.
If it falls on everyone's head, it can be exchanged for nearly a month's cultivation time of the Spirit Gathering Array, which can really solve the urgent need.
Looking back, all the girls stood in place, all watching each other harvest the magic horns.
A little, Zhang Mei coughed lightly, "Dare to ask Daoyou, how to deal with it next." ” After saying this, everyone was instantly pulled back from the brief relaxation of escaping death.
I don't know how far away there was a faint sound of crackling battle, which made the atmosphere depressed again.
Yes, it's still in the wild forest, and a large number of horned demons are nearby, and the danger is far from over.
Tang Xian hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man, only to see him swing out a sword violently, and the sword qi slashed across, quickly shoveling a big pit on the ground.
"What are you doing" Tang Xian was slightly stunned and couldn't help but ask.
The man hurriedly drove the corpses of the two horned demons into the pit with the three monks who had died before, buried them with soil, and used the wind control technique to control a blast of wind, and made some cover on the ground, "These corpses are too eye-catching, and it is inevitable that people will be suspicious. ” Tang Xian nodded, thinking that this person was a cautious person.
Looking at the current situation, the only way for the Ice Milling Academy team to survive is to firmly hold this person's thigh.
Otherwise, if there is another Hidden Thorn Demon, or an even more powerful Horned Demon, no one will be able to leave alive.
She looked at the other party and saw that his face was like water, and she didn't know what the other party meant in his heart, whether he would leave everyone behind.
After all, in terms of combat power, the Ice Milling Academy team could hardly help.
It's not too much to say it's cumbersome.
The girls looked at him anxiously, waiting for the final decision.
The middle-aged man tilted his head and looked intently in the direction from which the fight came, but he couldn't see the Hua Mang, but only a gloomy jungle, and said secretly in his heart: "The years have told me that the northwest is sinister, and there is a line between life and death, and I don't know if this is what she is referring to." ” After thinking about it, I don't think it's quite right.
Although the current situation is dangerous, it is not to the point of nine deaths.
However, the appearance of these anomalies seems to have been a sign of something.
"No matter what, we still have to find a way to get out of the northwest as soon as possible."
He thought to himself.
This middle-aged man is none other than Wei Buer.
The little girl beside him is Li Ran.
Half a day ago, he and Li Ran inquired about the whereabouts of the Ice Grinding Courtyard team, and originally planned to wait for a few people to return at the station.
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Li Ran was very curious about what the arena was, and begged for a long time, so he had to come together to get a long insight.
As a result, he was unlucky all the way and was conscripted into the wild forest.
Fuji was thinking wildly, when suddenly his chest stagnated, and a familiar palpitation hit.
Immediately, his face turned pale, and the traces of the nearby fight were cleaned up with the Wind Resisting Technique. picked up Li Ran again, turned his head and said to everyone, "Follow me." ” After that, he rushed to the canopy of the big tree on the side, and rushed through several canopies one after another, and hurriedly found a dense place to hide.
When Tang Xian heard this, although he knew that there must be some danger coming, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and together with the girls, he followed his track and went up the tree without saying a word.
He took them to his feet, and then he rode a gust of wind to clean up the footprints on the ground.
On the branches, everyone looked for a dense place and covered their bodies with dense branches and leaves.
According to the known common sense, most of the detection abilities of the Blue Horn Demon are very weak, so it is still a more effective way to hide their traces.
At this moment, the overseer monks in this area have long since fallen, and no one will have much trouble for the time being.
Hiding away is the way to go.
Tang Xian thought about it, and then leaned over to the middle-aged man's side.
Seeing her come over in a fiery red gauze skirt, it was really eye-catching.
Suddenly thinking of something, he turned his head to look around, only to find that except for Zhang Chuyue, who was wearing a tight coat, and Tang Xian's red yarn, everyone else was wearing a white yarn.
Even though there are dense green leaves, they do not play a role in hiding their traces at all.
"You wear this dress on your regular patrols," he asked quickly.
"Of course there are tights for patrols," Tang Xian finally realized that something was wrong, and replied: "Isn't this going to the arena, who would have thought that he would be recruited to this ghost place?"
Fuji immediately understood.
But all women have the nature of loving beauty, and the more crowded the place, the more beautiful they must be.
Nuns are naturally women too.
There are so many people in the arena, it is impossible to wear plain clothes.
"Change," He frowned, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up, it's too late." ” "Right here" Tang Xian was taken aback and looked at each other dumbfounded.
The rest of the people were also stunned.
Fuji thought about it and replied: "Zhang Chuyue doesn't need it, everything else has to be changed." ” As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "I don't look at it, you hurry up" He tore another strip from his robe and covered his eyes, "I just sensed that a few horned demons were about to arrive nearby. ” Li Ran hurriedly asked, "What about me?"
She is also wearing a rather eye-catching goose yellow gauze dress today.
"Change" Fuji's answer was crisp.
Tang Xian heard this, and really wanted to beat this guy.
I wanted to get away and change my clothes, but I didn't know if the horned demon would come suddenly.
When I turned my head, I found that Zhang Mei had been replaced. only to find out that he had put the tights directly on top of the white yarn.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly put on a chlorogreen tight suit after learning her method.
In an instant, the canopy of the trees was green, and the figure was no longer easy to find.
Li Ran has not yet received the storage bag allocated by the sect.
Tang Xian was rich in a set of tight clothes for washing, so he lent it to her.
After everyone changed their clothes, after thinking about it, he suddenly took out six first-order concealment talismans from the storage bag, waved them, and dispersed them for everyone.
This kind of concealment talisman can evade the divine sense detection of the psychic realm monk to a certain extent, and it also has a certain effect on the horned demon, but it can't hide the body.
"In case it's the Yellow Horn," he said to the crowd, "you activate this talisman at once." ” Tang Xian took the concealment talisman and subconsciously thought: "Generous, this has to be exchanged for military merits, and I don't know how much it will cost." ” While thinking, he tightened his belt, and as soon as he hid in the dense branches and leaves, he heard the sound of the forest passing through the leaves in the distance.
After a while, a man dressed in black suddenly fled to the clearing under the canopy of the trees, and suddenly stopped.
Tang Xian took a look, and suddenly felt that this person was a little familiar, it seemed that he was a famous person on the Dunhuang Psychic List, and he had also seen it in the arena.
But I couldn't remember his name for a while.
The man in black closed his eyes, and after a moment's sense, he immediately found the place where the body had been discarded.
A little, with a slight surprise on his face, he suddenly clasped his hands in front of his chest, and instantly made some strange gestures.
The red light in his right palm flashed suddenly, and a strange sigil appeared out of thin air.
Then, with a strange remark in his mouth, he slammed into the ground.
A white light flashed, a cloud of green smoke rose up, and the man disappeared.
Tang Xian was dumbfounded, thinking that it would be good if he knew this craft.
When you encounter danger, you shoot the ground and let go of the smoke, who can help it.
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Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man, he still had a solemn expression. guessed that he didn't recognize the wrong person, and he couldn't get off the stage at this time, so he pretended to be.
Just as he was thinking about it, another sound of sarin leaves sounded.
One tall and one short, one strong and one weak, the two figures jumped and longitudinal, from far to near, to the vicinity where the two were hiding.
Tang Xian's heart jumped, and he hurriedly looked through the branches and leaves, and two human-like monsters dominated the open space, looking around carefully.
They are all dark, with similar facial features and torsos, but their faces are ugly and scary.
One of them was very muscular, a foot tall, holding a huge mace in his hand, and a three-foot-long stiff tail with hard thorns all over it, which should be the horned demon of the Thorntail clan.
The other was short, thin, with loose flesh, and held Bai Sensen's bone staff in his hand, with a fist-sized skull embedded in the top of the staff, which was supposed to be the horned demon of the bone staff clan.
Looking at the monster's expression, one is very indifferent, the other is careless, and there is a fierce and fierce energy in his eyes.
The horned demons of these two clans are good at flying away, and their speed is extremely fast, so it is no wonder that the middle-aged man did not flee with everyone, but let everyone hurry up and hide.
On the top of the head of the Horned Demon of the Thorntail Clan, there was a long, three-striped cyan horn.
On the top of the head of the Bone Wand Clan's horned demon turned out to be a yellow horn.
When Tang Xian saw it, his heart was half cold.
Without saying a word, he injected a mana into the concealment talisman to cover up the aura all over his body.
I thought in my heart, although the Bone Staff Clan is weak in physical body, but its spiritual power is strong, and it can naturally sense the five elements elementally, and it is very good at all kinds of spells, and its power is huge.
What's more, this is a Yellow Horn of the Bone Staff Clan, and the detection methods are far better than ordinary Yellow Horns.
If he has the heart to investigate, he is afraid that this amulet will not be able to hide.
As for the Horned Demon of the Thorntail Clan, they were originally a clan with extremely strong combat power, especially known for their physical strength and brute strength.
Most of the Terran monks who died at their hands were reduced to pulp.
"I'm afraid it's really bad luck this time," she couldn't help but say secretly in her heart.
When the Bone Wand Horned Demon arrived, he kept asking his staff to probe for something.
The Thorntail Horned Demon looked around.
After a long time, his face was full of impatience, and he suddenly spoke in a foreign language towards the Bone Wand Clan's horned demon.
I listened with my ears to it, probably asking the man in black if he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, and where he was now.
The more the Thorntail Horned Demon spoke, the more impatient he became, and suddenly slammed his mace into the ground, splashing a cloud of mud and grass.
Tang Xian looked down, and his heart sank, and the pit where the corpse had been buried earlier was smashed open by him with a stick: