Chapter 64 The first battle!
In Su Qing's view, if Tang Wanqing was far away from him, it would be beyond his reach.
Perhaps the danger she encountered was beyond his ability, so he had no choice but to offer her incense during the holidays.
But now, she is not far from the forward camp, whether she can be saved or not is not a question, but there is no problem in taking a look.
Riding on the fire egg, he ran for the road and rushed straight to the edge of the forward camp. Then he controlled the hummingbird puppet with his spiritual consciousness and flew three miles away.
Standing at an altitude of more than two hundred feet, the hummingbird puppet at the front spotted Tang Wanqing and others without having to fly three miles.
But I saw more than thirty female cultivators, holding various magical weapons, sitting together in a group with sluggish expressions and extremely embarrassed faces.
Above their heads, there was a yellow light shield, which was obviously some kind of defensive magic weapon, giving them time to rest and adjust.
And all around them, a giant spider about several feet tall, covered in purple fur, and twenty or thirty spider-shaped monsters the size of calves, surrounded them extremely patiently, as if staring at each piece. Delicious food.
In addition, there are two giant mantises with green bodies, triangular heads, and front feet that look like giant sickles, staring covetously.
"Spirit Spider King, a first-order extreme monster!"
"Sickle Mantis, a first-order high-grade monster!"
Su Qing frowned and immediately understood the situation of Tang Wanqing and others. .
Just when he was hesitating whether to break away from the protection of the forward camp and drive the puppet to rescue.
However, I saw that Tang Wanqing and others seemed to have rested. They were worried that there would be monsters coming from behind, so they took the initiative to disperse the yellow light for protection, and did not hesitate to fight with all their strength at this moment.
A cold light suddenly appeared, and Tang Wanqing showed a side of her that Su Qing had never seen before.
He jumped up with a black spear in his hand, a black robe, a black spear, black hair, and an indescribable heroic appearance.
There is a torrent of qi and blood on the gun, and there seems to be thousands of kilograms of huge force bursting out of the person's body.
The gun is powerful, from bottom to top, unstoppable!
When the Spirit Spider King's attention was attracted by this man's shot, a torrent of mana suddenly erupted from Tang Wanqing's body, and hundreds of blasts of wind slashed into the surrounding spirit spiders in an instant.
"Now!"
Tang Wanqingjiao yelled and asked the female cultivators to break out from the hole made by him.
But she herself could only get entangled with the Spirit Spider King.
The spears fell like rain, and the spears were fast and fierce. The Spirit Spider King raised his front legs and faced him head-on, but he couldn't gain any advantage.
Web-like spider silk shoots out from the ugly mouthparts, but it can always be avoided by Tang Wanqing's deft movement.
"A marksmanship combat skill and a body skill combat skill, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Tang could hide so deeply and turn out to be a strong man with both physical and mental skills. No wonder he could persist on the Aishan defense line for so long!"
Su Qing I couldn't help but marvel at the birth, and thought to myself that indeed every casual cultivator has his own secret.
At this time, the situation on the battlefield has undergone new changes.
Sun Yan led a group of female cultivators and used magic tools and Taoism to clear the way. At first, when the spirit spiders were in chaos, everything went smoothly.
But after all, they fought all the way here, and their condition is not as good as before.
Until a mantis with a scythe jumped up and slashed diagonally with its front legs, killing the two female cultivators with one blow.
The situation turned bad instantly.
Sun Yan's eyes hardened, and she took out the prismatic darts from her thigh. The power of a first-level high-grade physical practitioner made these darts move as fast as meteors. Wherever each dart landed, there would be an explosion and roar.
However, although the sickle mantis is large, it is extremely flexible and cunning.
In one leap, he dodged most of the darts. Only a few of them hit him, but they were unable to cause fatal damage to him. Instead, he aroused his ferocity.
In the blink of an eye, two more female cultivators who used the wind technique to escape were chopped to the ground. Sun Yan looked up at Tang Wanqing's situation and saw that she was being besieged by another Scythe Mantis and the Spirit Spider King. She was too busy taking care of herself that she had no energy left to take care of them.
As the female cultivator whose strength is second only to Tang Wanqing, Sun Yan's face turned fierce, holding swords in both hands, running out of the phantom with long legs, stepping on the sickle mantis's jointed limbs, and fell to the on its back.
Poof!
The two swords used force and broke into its hard shell.
Then, he raised his left leg high, his energy and blood surged like thunder, and his mighty strength suddenly exploded, kicking the two long swords down halfway, leaving only the hilts outside.
Hi, lala, two streams of green mucus spurted out from the sickle mantis's wound.
Before Sun Yan was overjoyed, she saw the sickle mantis turned half of its body, staring at her with its terrifying compound eyes.
Then, the field of vision was filled with two green lights.
Sun Yan only felt her body dwarf, and then she felt severe pain, and she realized that her legs had been cut off by the sickle mantis.
Even so, she, who was already determined to die, grabbed the hilt of the sword and tried to enlarge the wound!
Dead!
Sun Yan smiled miserably, seeing the sickle mantis swinging back again, she felt that this time it was really hard to save the immortal!
At this time.
Two red lights suddenly appeared.
It fell straight onto the sickle-like front feet.
Bang!
A shot hit the forelimb of the Sickle Mantis, and the forelimb was broken off at the sound.
A shot hit the head of the Sickle Mantis, and the head exploded into slag!
A burst of burning smell passed into the tip of my nose.
In the fog of explosions, Sun Yan was lying on the dead Sickle Mantis
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I saw two armored war bears, one fat and one thin, walking into the battlefield.
Before she could continue to observe the situation.
Then she saw a green-skinned lizard man coming straight towards her. Without waiting for her to react, she hugged her chest and led her to run wildly under the protection of several other lizard warriors. go.
"No, don't, my legs, bring my legs with you!"
Sun Yan couldn't resist, reluctantly watching herself getting further and further away from her legs, until her legs were crushed by the battlefield. After being swallowed by a spirit spider, she closed her eyes in despair.
Most of her combat skills are in her legs. Without her legs, she might not be able to do combat training in the future and would have to go back to her old profession?
No, it’s not easy to do my job without legs!
At this moment, Sun Yan's mind was filled with images of her about to lose her job.
As for the safety of her sisters, she wasn't too worried.
Because just now she saw that in addition to the two armored war bears, there were ten or twenty lizard warriors entering the battlefield.
Among them are five lizard warriors holding swords in their claws. They are unparalleled among the spiders. They are very powerful!
"Who is so kind that he is willing to send so many puppets to save us?"
Sun Yan was in doubt, as the lizard warriors ran wildly, she saw a man riding on a golden treasure dog figure of young man.
The figure had a straight back and a gentle temperament, and was taller and stronger than he remembered.
But Sun Yan was still able to identify him.
Is it Fellow Daoist Su?
When the Lizard Warrior placed Sun Yan in front of Su Qing, and before she could thank Su Qing, she saw Su Qing taking out spiritual needles with needles and threads from her arms.
“Fellow Taoist, please be patient, my needle is very thin and it won’t hurt very much.”
(End of this chapter)