Chapter 249: Seven Cities Surrounding the Village 7
Chapter 249: Seven Cities Surrounding the Village 7
"The Remnant of Lingxi"
While one of the Seven Cities cultivators who was fighting against him retreated and no one came up to challenge him, Wang Qiye left a body at the original place, hiding under his feet.
"Teng Yurong from the Thousand Demon Palace has come to ask for your advice."
A monk in a black robe, just after greeting, enthusiastically threw two self-destructive attack weapons at Wang Qiye in front of him.
Suddenly, a red light became brighter under his feet. The monk from the Thousand Demon Palace was shocked and realized that the two magic weapons had pierced through the bald pervert in front of him.
"Fake?" The monk from the Thousand Demon Palace immediately felt a warning and threw out three defensive magic weapons to protect his body.
However, the red rain was already approaching at this time, and it easily pierced through a defensive magic weapon and stabbed into the heart of the monk from the Thousand Demon Palace.
After a successful sneak attack, Wang Qiye grabbed his storage bag and the two defensive magic weapons that fell on the ground and retreated. Only then did he have time to check his harvest, a total of 26 magic weapons.
"The other side is really well prepared, and they even thought of this in advance. I really admire them." Wang Qiye counted the gains and was secretly amazed.
But this trick can only be used once. Next time, they will be prepared, and it will be useless to rely on this trick to launch a sneak attack.
"But at least this can be regarded as replenishing my ammunition. It's better than nothing." Wang Qiye looked at the next opponent coming, released the magic weapon he had just seized, and rushed forward to self-destruct.
"Dong Mingran of the Hehuan Sect has come to teach you."
A beautiful female cultivator dressed in light gauze and with a charming figure stood in front of Wang Qiye.
"That stupid maid Su Yingmeng should have died in this cruel cultivation civilization." Looking at the graceful female cultivator, Wang Qiye smiled lightly.
Dong Mingran also had a smile on her face, and when Wang Qiye's eyes were fixed on her chest, she threw out two self-destructive magic weapons.
"She's really unromantic. It's a rare opportunity to see someone so pleasing to the eyes." Wang Qiye muttered secretly in his heart, and his hands moved quickly, throwing out two magic weapons to fight against her.
The four magic weapons just exploded at the same time. The two of them were not slow and took out a few more magic weapons from their storage bags and threw them at each other.
"Red Rain!"
Dong Mingran cried out in surprise. She had just thrown two self-destructive weapons at once, but she didn't expect Wang Qiye to throw three weapons at her. The red rain in the middle had no magic weapon to block it and rushed straight towards her. How could she not be frightened?
Fortunately, there was a defensive magic weapon that automatically protected its master, but as soon as the bead magic weapon deployed its defensive shield, Hong Yu rushed in unhindered and stabbed her in the chest.
Dong Mingran of the Hehuan Sect opened his mouth. "Despicable villain."
She fell down unwillingly, and another pretty beauty died.
Wang Qiye quickly put away her storage bag and defensive magic tools, took them out to check, and smiled from ear to ear. "There are 36 more magic tools in it. It seems that this beautiful female cultivator has an advantage over male cultivators. She has collected twice as many magic tools."
“But this sneak attack can only be used once. When it comes to matters of life and death, few people will make a fool of themselves.” Wang Qiye sighed inwardly and looked at the next opponent who was already standing on him.
In the following period of fighting, after Wang Qiye had fought with 3-4 Seven Cities monks, he looked for an opportunity to sneak attack one of them and replenish some ammunition. The Eagle Beast could no longer help, and he was overwhelmed.
After repelling another opponent, Wang Qiye took a step back and gave his position to the old man.
This wave killed fewer people than the previous one, but the spoils were quite rich. However, he also paid a great price. Just the ones that flew out of his hands and exploded, this wave consumed 516 magic weapons. If you have no idea, that means he burned 103.2 million spirit stones.
Moreover, this wave of "Divine Armor" consumed a lot of energy, which was already halfway used up. In order to prevent accidents, Wang Qiye chose to retreat.
"what!"
Wang Qiye, who was meditating to recover, opened his eyes and looked towards the place where the scream came from. He couldn't believe it. The old man had a black sword stuck in his chest and was wailing in pain.
After only an hour of recovery, the "Divine Armor" was only in two-thirds of its original state, but Wang Qiye did not dare to rest any longer. He used Lingxi's light body technique to flash in front of the formation and cut the cultivator from the Seven Cities who wanted to finish him off in half with one blow.
"Help him down quickly, I'll guard him." Wang Qiye said in a deep voice to the people behind him.
At this moment, he didn't dare to look at the old man's expression anymore.
The people behind him did not dare to neglect and quickly carried the old man away. The wailing sound became farther and farther away. The sword was not a good thing, as it could make this man who was determined to die and as strong as iron scream so miserably.
After defeating another opponent, Wang Qiye smelled a faint body fragrance and noticed that Zhan Qiaoqi had been standing behind him for some time.
It seemed that the old man’s wailing had not been heard for a long time, and Wang Qiye finally did not dare to ask.
"He asked me to give it to you."
It was Zhan Qiaoqi who spoke first and handed a storage bag to Wang Qiye.
"Did he say anything?"
Wang Qiye sighed in his heart, the thing he was most worried about happened, and he took the storage bag with trembling hands.
"He said he must defend it."
A crystal teardrop slid down Zhan Qiaoqi's cheek.
Wang Qiye didn't say anything, just nodded.
Then he used his spiritual sense to probe the storage bag, and found only 942 magical weapons in it. Presumably, all the other things and broken magical weapons had been replaced by Zhan Qiaoqi, so that Wang Qiye could let go and do his best.
"what is his name?"
"Before he could finish his words, he couldn't bear the pain and ended his life."
Zhan Qiaoqi said lightly.
Faced with such a kind person, in the end he didn't even leave his name. Even Wang Qiye, with his cold heart, felt cold for Changsheng.
"Then let his voice resound throughout these seven cities."
Wang Qiye grabbed ten magical weapons from his storage bag and threw them all over.
The cultivator on the opposite side was so frightened that he hurriedly took out his magic weapon from his storage bag and attacked back. However, after this attack, he retreated in fear.
At this moment, Wang Qiye felt that he was not fighting alone. Many people's eyes and hopes were placed on him. If Wang Qiye's previous self-destructing magic weapon was thrown randomly, then at this moment, he has sublimated into an explosion artist.
At this moment, his fighting was so freehand, extremely ornamental and beautiful, and even he himself did not realize that his skills had risen to a new level.
On the battlefield where light and shadow were intertwined and blood and fire were raging, a red knife was frequently used. Once he seized the opportunity, the red light would cover the area and a big head would fly off.
"All-out attack."
Another main force on the opposite side died, but Xunzi of Sheshenyuan did not dare to be careless and gave orders calmly.
The attack of the monks from the seven cities became more rapid. It was now a clear strategy. As long as they could destroy the "divine armor" of this bald pervert or break through from the side, the battle would be over.
Some monks from the seven cities even rushed over frantically and chose to self-destruct together with the monks from Shichengzhai.
The battle had started at some point, and it was so brutal that Wang Qiye couldn't even remember how many magic weapons he had thrown out. It seemed as if someone was falling beside him every moment, including monks from the Seven Cities and monks from the Stone City Stronghold.
The eagle beast, on the other hand, liked this kind of environment very much. Although the "divine armor" on its body had been completely consumed, it was still very vigorous. The blood flowing on the ground from time to time was its best source of power.
"Can't hold on any longer?" After defeating an opponent, Wang Qiye took a deep breath and smelled the familiar faint body fragrance again. Only then did he notice that Zhan Qiaoqi had been fighting beside him for a long time, and her black hat had long been dyed red.
"let's go."
Zhan Qiaoqi coughed lightly and put a healing pill into his mouth.
Wang Qiye glanced at her, who was about to collapse, and was speechless. He then noticed that there was only a thin layer of "divine armor" left on his body. "Maybe if there are two more waves, I will be dead."
There were only a few people left on the entire front line, two monks from the Skylark Tower, four monks from the Feiyun Sect, five monks from the Pasturing Villa, and only two of Mi Pengyong's men who dared to fight to the death were left, along with the four lone wolves.
"Those 40 monks who provided remote support have not run away until now, which is considered to be the most benevolent thing they can do. Perhaps they are all watching me. Even if I tremble now, they will click the return button without hesitation."
"Lei Siyu, forget me, I'm a fucking bastard." Wang Qiye murmured, throwing out two magical weapons with all his might, ready to meet his own fate.
The monks of Shichengzhai finally reached the end of the road.
"kill."
Seeing that the bald pervert had finally used up all of his "divine armor", the monks from the seven cities swept away their tiredness, shouted excitedly, and rushed over.
The difficult attack and defense battle of Shichengzhai was about to usher in victory. Xunzi from Sheshenyuan also smiled rarely at this moment and was extremely excited.
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