Chapter 288: Pit teammate
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After the caravan stopped in front of the boulder, several peak cultivating cultivators escorted the car, sent a magic talisman, and pushed the boulder forward.
This huge boulder weighs 40,000 to 50,000 catties. Wu Yi and others also pushed it down from a height.
What's more, it was still stuck between the stone walls on both sides of the canyon, and the foundation-building monks couldn't push them, let alone these qi training monks.
Several cultivating peak monks pushed for a long time, but the boulder did not move.
Casting a spell to attack the boulder only knocked out some scum.
It is estimated that it will take ten and a half days to smash the boulder in this way.
An **** monk ran to the middle car and said a few words to the carriage.
Soon, a three-story monk who built the foundation walked out of the carriage.
He came to the boulder and pushed hard a few times, but the boulder remained motionless.
Let everyone back, and then sacrificed flying swords and slashed towards the boulder.
His flying sword had just been cut on the boulder, and three sword lights flew from the west side of the canyon.
The monk didn't have time to take back the long sword, and immediately cast a defensive spell.
It is a pity that his speed is too slow, and the three sword lights have arrived before the spell has been cast.
His whole person was cut into four sections by three sword lights, and the ground was stained red.
His flying sword slashed onto the huge rock, which was not too hard for the foundation-building cultivator, and was cut into a foot-deep sword mark.
The dead flying sword also lost control, stuck on the boulder, and the qi training cultivator was scared and ran back and forth.
The three foundation-building cultivators brought by Wu Yi laughed and showed their figure. One of them smiled and said, "These materials belong to us."
An old voice came from the second carriage: "A few hairy boys, it's too simple to think."
Before the words fell, a long sword flew out of the carriage.
The three of them also controlled flying swords, and joined forces to block the blow.
At this time, two more flying swords flew out of the fourth and eighth carriages respectively, and attacked the blood shadow three.
The three recruited Feijian, and had no time to defend, so they had to hide in embarrassment.
Among the caravans, three foundation-building monks have stepped out of the carriage. One has built the foundation for seven floors, one has built the foundation for five floors, and the other has built the foundation for three floors.
The seventh-story monk who built the base is an old man with white hair, the fifth-story monk who builds the base is a middle-aged man, and the third-story monk who builds the base is a young man.
Wang Daoyuan perceives the situation of Wu Yi's avatar in a panoramic view, and is secretly alarmed at the intelligence ability of Blood Shadow.
This caravan departed from Jinyan City, it should have been four or five days ago, and Blood Shadow actually got the accurate news ten days ago.
It seems that Jinyan City has also been infiltrated into a sieve by blood shadow.
The white-haired old man of the Netherworld Sect said: "There is an old man here, and the three fellow Taoists don't want to take this batch of supplies.
You killed my people, I don’t need to hold them accountable.
Leave quickly, lest you lose your life. "
A cultivator of Blood Shadow smiled and said, "Old Piff, leave quickly if you are acquainted.
Running away now can still leave a dog's life.
When we do it, you are too late to leave. "
The three people of Netherworld Sect retracted the flying swords, and then sacrificed them again.
The blood shadow trio also offered flying swords and confronted their opponents head-on.
This time the match was one-on-one. On the side of the Netherworld Sect, the white-haired old man directly defeated the opponent, the middle-aged monk had the upper hand, and the three-tiered monks who built the foundation were only at a disadvantage, not completely defeated.
At this time, Wang Daoyuan completely took over the command of the clone.
He was a little speechless, the fighting power of these idiots was really scum.
It is understandable that the construction of the six bases and the seven bases cannot be beaten. Being crushed means several things.
He naturally wouldn't make a move now, waiting for the blood shadow trio to die in battle, it is best to fight to the death of one or two Nether Sect cultivators before making a move.
In order to prevent the three of them from escaping directly, he said through a voice transmission: "Netherworld Sect, the foundation-building seven-layer cultivator is unusual in strength, and I am not sure of defeating him in frontal fighting.
If it takes a long time and the reinforcements of the Netherworld Sect arrives, we will all have to die.
If you want to take him down as soon as possible, you can only sneak attack.
You force his flaws, and I fight for a blow to hit him hard. "
The three of them greeted Wu Yi's 18th generation ancestors in their hearts, but now they are struggling to ride a tiger.
To flee is to flee, and there is no doubt that you will die.
Their only hope is that Wu Yi's sneak attack will succeed.
The two besieged the white-haired old man, trying to force his flaws, while the other dragged the middle-aged and young monks.
The blood shadow trio's attack methods are too single, only some fast, concealed, but not powerful spells.
Sneak attacks are okay, facing the enemy head-on, and can't exert much combat power at all.
After half a cup of tea, the blood shadow monk who held the middle-aged and young people could not hold it at first, and was pierced back and forth by flying swords several times.
The other two teamed up to fight the gray-haired old man, and they could only have the upper hand, and it would be difficult to win another hour.
Now the situation has become two-on-three, with the white-haired old man present, and it is difficult for them to escape.
The two Netherworld Sect cultivators who had freed their hands were an opponent for the white-haired old man.
After a hundred breaths, the white-haired old man cast several spells in a row, damaging his opponent severely.
Of the three blood shadows, only one remained intact.
Wang Daoyuan didn't dare to delay any longer. If both of them lose their combat effectiveness, Wu Yi's avatar is not the main body, and he has no ability to deal with three people.
At this time, the white-haired old man was chasing and killing the severely wounded Blood Shadow monk.
He controlled the clone, used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, and attacked the middle-aged monk.
The clone is not strong enough to attack the white-haired old man, even if it succeeds, it is difficult to kill in one blow.
It is better to break one finger to hurt his ten fingers.
The young monk is too weak to kill him, the best target is the middle-aged monk.
Dozens of sword qi phantoms came, and the middle-aged monks used defensive spells to resist.
His casting speed was fast enough to successfully cast the Golden Armor Technique, but in front of Ten Thousand Sword Art, he still couldn't see enough.
The long sword phantom killed him, and the middle-aged cultivator's gold armor only blocked the five long sword phantoms, and was crushed.
The long sword phantom behind, directly chopped it into pieces.
The white-haired old man also dealt with the severely injured blood shadow monk at this time, and when he saw his companion being killed, he was angry.
Now it is two-on-two, and the blood shadow side has the advantage.
Wang Daoyuan smiled and said, "I'll leave it to you who built the third basement, and kill him as soon as possible. Let's work together to kill the seventh basement construction.
After the event is over, we will share this batch of materials equally. "
Upon hearing this, Brother Bloodshadow came to the spirit.
Although he was from the deputy hall master Xuan Diao, he did not come from the Blood Shadow Headquarters, but a local monk who was attracted by Xuan Diao.
Joining Blood Shadow is just for the sake of eating, can you get benefits, who can't you mix with?
Naturally, Wang Daoyuan didn't want the last blood shadow monk alive~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When dealing with the white-haired old man, he didn't take the initiative to attack, but only used delaying tactics to give him a chance to attack the blood shadow monk.
The blood shadow cultivator frantically attacked the young cultivator. The young cultivator had only three basic cultivation bases, and he was quickly beaten out of nowhere.
The white-haired old man was anxious, and only one Wu Yi could hold him, and if another one came, he would die accidentally.
Condensed the flame lion phantom, dragged Wu Yi, and rushed directly to the blood shadow monk.
Seeing this scene through the clone, Wang Daoyuan smiled.
The monks of the Netherworld Sect really know my heart.
He did not stop the white-haired old man, smashed the lion phantom with a sword, and slew the young monk with the sword.
Rushing to the young monk, he repeatedly urged the flying sword under his feet, and shot a few long sword phantoms, beheading the young monk.
The white-haired old man on the other side also shot a flame, burning the blood shadow monk into coke.
Wang Daoyuan was overjoyed, the red fox confessed that the task was completed, and the next step was to clean up the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Family Daoist is leaving now, how about Netherworld Sect forgiving the past?"
Wu Yi smiled without answering, and used the Wan Jian Jue again. For speed, he only condensed five to long sword phantoms.
The white-haired old man immediately controlled the long sword and broke the long sword phantom.
Wu Yi seized this opportunity to use the Heaven Slashing Sword.
After six breaths, a phantom shadow of a giant sword more than ten feet long appeared and cut off to the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man is also an old fritters, and he can see that although the giant sword phantom is powerful, it is not fast enough.
Yujian avoided the direction of the giant sword phantom attack, hiding behind the boulder, and at the same time began to accumulate spiritual power, preparing to cast powerful spells.
Wang Daoyuan controlled the clone, instantly changing the direction of the giant sword phantom, and the speed suddenly increased.
The giant sword was instantly cut down towards the boulder, and the boulder and the white-haired old man were chopped in half together.
