v4 Chapter 3： Coping (third)

After Li Yan and Su Emei left Taishan, they went all the way to Qizhou. As a monk in real life, naturally you don't need to run on the ground to rush. Flying over a mountain, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Under the thin clouds and misty fields, crisscross the farmland, it looks particularly pleasing to the eye. A village of one hundred households is surrounded by farmland, and a clear river winding like a stream flows past the village.

Such a village would not have attracted Li's attention, but when he saw that a man with a knife suddenly rushed out of the village entrance and later followed a few people who killed him, he stopped moving forward. , And slowly landed.

The man is a monk, and the cultivation is not low, he has reached the gas-refining period. His left shoulder was red, and his right hand was holding an army-style horizontal knife. The sword was blessed with runes, cutting iron like mud, just playing his cultivation.

He is young and looks less than twenty years old, but his fortitude and fortitude have shown the spirit of killing, and he is obviously a member of the army. The four people behind him, Xiu Wei was slightly stronger than him, soon caught up, and surrounded him faintly.

Just then, his running body stopped suddenly, and he turned sharply and slammed into the person behind him. The other side was unprepared, and the distance was too close, too late to stop, and he was hit with a full body. At this time, the horizontal knife in his hand had already reached into the opponent's lower abdomen, and the shaking of the wrist shattered the opponent's internal organs.

However, before he had the next move, a fireball smashed into his back, and a shallow pit with flesh and blood was blown out. The bones could be seen at the deepest point, and he threw blood and fell to the ground.

"The people in the village are very scared of our demon gods. You dare to shoot at us, you really don't know how to live or die!" A monk rushed over, stabbed into the man's shoulder with a knife, but he grasped the knife with one hand, his hand was horizontal. The knife swept away and cut off the opponent's calf.

The man took the opportunity to get up and yelled with red eyes: "Under King Naing of Pinglu, Wu'an, the land of peace and peace, there is no shelter for the demon, how can you tolerate chaos!" Then, he gave up the escape. Effort, slashed the sword to the monk in front.

He was not injured lightly, with one enemy and two opponents. Although he played fiercely at the expense of injury, which caused him to mutilate another monk, he also fell to the ground, covered with blood, and could not get up for a moment.

The monk lifted the huge axe in his hand, and his companion's casualties made him look embarrassed: "An Wang is the demon king, and he controls Pinglu just to make our demon **** grow! Now, I give you a chance, as long as you say that An Wang is Demon King, I'll let you go! "

"Get off!" The man spit his blood and looked disdainful and stubborn. "Since King An has arrived in Pinglu, there are no more corrupt officials and fishy people, and no bully and rampant running in the country. King An leads the officials and personally directs them. Cultivating wasteland and fertile fields, the talents in the village can be fully clothed. How can a virtuous king be a demon king! "

The monk held a huge axe, and the muscles on his face kept twitching. "I will give you one last chance, otherwise I will leave you dead!"

The man sneered, his face scorned, and he was not afraid of death at all. "Let's do it! I join the army and protect the country with Wang Anping. Yang Wei is the world's best soldier, and death is also a loud man!"

The monk couldn't help it, and the giant axe chopped off sharply: "Then you die!"

The man looked up at his neck and stared at each other, waiting for the giant axe to fall on his body.

The giant axe did not fall on him.

The monk's neck had been held up by one step before, and it was raised in place.

When Jun Han saw the back of Wei An in front of him, he shuddered at first, then shook with excitement.

During the battle for Huang Chao, he looked up at the back countless times, and he was most familiar.

At that time, he often appeared on the battlefield, destroying the enemy's most difficult battle line, and the enemy's most powerful monk opened the situation for the army and led the generals to defeat the enemy. Ping Lujun went up and down, I don't know how many people, like him, worshipped the back that means victory.

"Demon?" Li Yan said coldly, asking the monk in his hand.

Although the demons are few in number, they have a unique advantage in practice. All of them can practice. Almost everyone can reach the refining period, so such monks in his hands are at the bottom of the demons.

The monk kept struggling in Li Zhe's hands, but he couldn't get rid of Li Zong's control. In the end, he gave up his efforts and stared at Li Zong fiercely.

Li Yan sneered, the demon tribe was inherently fearless, and as if returning to death, naturally would not be afraid of asking for forgiveness. He did not hesitate, twisted the other's neck directly, and threw it aside.

When the monk fell to the ground, he was so furious that a cloud of black smoke erupted from the body, and soon disappeared, leaving no trace. Li Yan frowned slightly, but he soon realized that some sort of restraint had been planted on the demon.

Su Emei fed Jun Han with an elixir, and the wounds of the dying man recovered quickly, and he would soon be able to move again. He struggled to get up and saluted to Li Zhe: "The commander of the Ping Lu Army, Shen Beiwang, and the military handsome ! "

"Let's get up, what's going on?" Li Yan motioned for the other party to get up, and his commander had 500 soldiers in his army. In the new army of Pinglu Army, the commander mostly had the cultivation period.

Shen Beiwang stood up and respectfully said, "The handsome army officer returned home to visit relatives in humble jobs. After entering the village, he found that all the villagers looked stubborn, no longer the enthusiasm they had before, and looked at the humble jobs with a faint alert. Very weird. Later, the brother at home told the humble job that some time ago, the village came to the demon, robbed many young men and women, and also claimed to be the commander of the army, to bring these men and women to the army commander for repair. Only those demon come again After that, the humble job naturally went to investigate, but because of poor repair, it ended up being hunted down. "

Li Min nodded, and Shen Beiwang's obituary was inseparable from his expectations.

After returning to Qingzhou, Ping Lujun already had a part of the holiday. After the war, the soldiers returned to their hometown to visit relatives. At the same time, Li Zhi also passed down a secret military order. When these soldiers returned to their hometowns, they should cooperate with the monks in Tsing Yi and Yi Men in all parts of the country to pay attention to the events of the evil people's disaster. There are a lot of monks in the army. This is beneficial to the local people and gives a preliminary counterattack to the demons.

Su Emei stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, or said to Li Yan: "This is unusual. The demon could have sent masters directly to kill you, why should such a riot be caused in a big way?"

From the beginning, Li Zhi didn't want to understand. Although destroying the minds of Ping Lu and affecting Li Zhi's cultivation, this method is undoubtedly slower than directly assassinating himself.

He had to guess: "Probably they are afraid that I will get the news and hide in Qingzhou. They will not be able to kill me under the heavy protection of Wan Jun."

Both Liu Dazheng and Shangguan Qingcheng are soldiers in the army. They are protected by the soldiers' battlefield, and the monks in real life cannot help the coach. This is different from Li Yan's direct attack on Li Changyan. There are no soldiers in the other army.

Of course, this is just a guess.

Li Yan and Su Emei were about to follow Shen Beiwang to visit the village. Suddenly, a large cloud of dark green smoke erupted in the northern sky and swept quickly towards them.

Xu Xun, a huge beast emerged in front of the thick smoke, accompanied by a roar, the orc orc-tailed orc stood up and turned into a nine-foot-tall man, overlooking the crowd with cold eyes.

Everyone looked slightly changed. The comer's cultivation was extremely powerful, but when he looked at it casually, Shen Beiwang could not bear the coercion and fell to his knees directly. Su Emei's face was pale.

Just before Li Li was still discussing with Su Emei, why the monsters didn't send someone to stab him directly, now the other party is here.

"You are King An Li Li?" When the nine-footed man saw Li Yan, his eyes lightened, his wrists shook, and two giant horn-shaped strange weapons appeared in his hands.

"Descendants of the demon monster?" Su Emei is indeed the reincarnation of Guanghan Fairy, awakened part of her strength and memory, and recognized the identity of the other party at a glance.

"Xiao Yao ..." Li Xuan heard about the name, but he was slightly relieved when he heard the words descendant. If it is the first generation of scum monsters, it is a very strong generation. He may not have the power of World War I. Since he is a descendant, he can still fight World War I.

Rao is so, Li Yan also feels clear, the other party has the cultivation of Yin God and real people, and dare not really relax.

That is the real **** of the demon tribe, which is completely different from the general real **** of the god. Unlike the physical Wu Clan, the Yao Clan is known for its brute force. This kind of opponent, Li Yan has not encountered before, not even before crossing, the enemy experience is zero.

And the other side's cultivation is higher than him.

The demon did not wait for Li Yan's answer, and grumbled dissatisfied, twisting his shoulders. He was wearing a large black cloak. This twisted, and numerous small black beads popped out of the cloak. Like lice ants, they fell down like rain and fell to the ground without falling into the soil.

Immediately, within a few hundred feet of Li Zhi and others, dense snoring noises came from the ground surface, drying up at a rate visible to the naked eye, cracking every inch, and a stream of dark green air flowing out of the crevices of the soil, like a flame like smoke.

The cracks on the ground quickly spread from all directions to the center of the circle where Li Zhi and others were. Wherever the ridge pattern went, the crops were dead, the trees were withered, and even the water in the canals was evaporated. The green smoke is like a dead zone, the weird horror is extreme.

field!

The range of hundreds of feet of Li Zhou and other people has become the realm of magpies.

The demon grinned, even if he smiled. He waved the giant horns in his hand and rushed to Li Ying quickly: "Since you don't answer, that's the default. I, the demon, the Order of the Holy Son and the Immortal , Specifically to kill you! If you are acquaintances, you will be obedient to death, and do n’t make fearless struggles! "

As soon as Li Yan's eyes sank and his wrists rolled, Lu Gujian was already in his hand, and he was about to kill.

Someone shot before him.

A sweet-scented osmanthus floated in front of Li Yan's eyes, and Su Emei's eyebrows flew out with her sword. Three thousand blue silks are flying like a waterfall, and they are in a fairy place among the scattered osmanthus flowers.

At this moment, Su Emei's navy blue robe flashed white, and it became a jersey with gold rim on white background, and three flame-like golden safflowers between the eyebrows added a breath of British spirit.

As soon as she shot, it was a hundred sword sword lights off to the demon demon.

Li Xun's steps slowly retracted.

He understood what Su Emei meant.

Su Emei's first shot was to explore the way for him, so that he could have time to observe the magic of the evil spirits, and to find opportunities to defeat the enemy.

After all, both of them are only real people in Lingchi, and the other is a real demon yin god, and they are descendants of the evil spirits. What kind of ability and combat power does the demon tribe never have for thousands of years? Mo said that the monks in the world have never seen it, and the immortals in the sky have no heart.