Chapter 253 The Late Patrol Team (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)
"How can you easily challenge the dignity of a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Are you ready to bear my wrath?" This cultivator suffered a great loss due to his carelessness, which can be described as a typical case of burning with anger.
Ignoring his own embarrassment and the excessive consumption of mana in the previous battle, the stone stick once again turned into a series of phantoms under the high-speed shaking of his arms, and jumped onto the blood-red light shield.
This strike contained considerable power, and each phantom of the stone stick fell on the light shield at the same frequency.
Each strike carried roughly the same power. From the third strike onwards, the entire light shield began to shake with the same frequency.
"If I don't crush you to ashes today, how can I vent my anger?" The Foundation Establishment cultivator said viciously with a murderous look on his face.
"Kacha" the words just fell, the formation that was barely restored was completely destroyed, and even some formation flags buried in the blood spirit stone mine were shattered in this blow. The fate of this first-level superior formation arranged by the formation flags was basically declared over.
"I wonder which Taoist friend wants to kill the younger generation of my Sun family? Do you really think that my Sun family has no power to fight back by bullying like this?" The cultivator holding the stone stick had not had time to make a move, and a gentle but cold voice had already appeared in his ears.
"The wind is strong, hurry up" How could this experienced and cunning cultivator not know the meaning of it.
Without any delay, the so-called anger that had not been vented before disappeared without a trace. A stream of light flashed under his feet, and he quickly distanced himself from the visitor and fled to a distance.
One knows one's own business. This monk holding a stone stick has a clear understanding of his own strength. Relying on the strength of the foundation-building stage, he can arbitrarily bully and hunt some Qi-refining stage monks. He can also entangle with the same-level early-stage foundation-building monks. If he faces a stronger middle-stage foundation-building monk, he can only flee.
As for the Qi-refining stage monks who followed him, after hearing the reminder, they also scattered like frightened birds and beasts, and each chose a different direction to escape, the only purpose was to save a life.
"Come as you want, leave as you want, shouldn't you leave something as compensation?" Sun Youhai happened to appear in the direction where the stone stick monk fled.
A long whip sounded in response, like a poisonous snake winding around his neck. The long whip was still a little sharp and under the sunlight, a special shiny color flashed, obviously it was suddenly poisonous.
This stone stick monk did not say much, and he should be familiar with the experience of being intercepted and killed by the other party when he failed to rob.
The stone stick broke through the air, and a sharp sound that pierced the eardrums came, and it collided directly with the tail of the long whip.
The long whip was soft, and the temporary standing was just the support of the monk's magic power. In this respect, it was naturally not comparable to the stone stick.
The confrontation between the stick and the long whip did not last too long, and it was already at a disadvantage.
However, this moment of confrontation successfully interrupted its escape. Sun Youhai did not take it to heart. A flash of spiritual light flashed on his hands, and the long whip was wrapped around like a poisonous snake.
The second-level low-grade stone stick was tightly wrapped around it from bottom to top. As a spiritual second-level low-grade spiritual weapon, the stone stick would naturally not give in easily. The flash of spiritual light carried the long whip in the air, sometimes flying and sometimes shaking, but it never succeeded in getting away.
"I don't know the great man, how about asking this Taoist friend to let me go?" The stone stick monk showed an anxious look on his face.
"The Sun family has been passed down for thousands of years. How can it be bullied by some cats and dogs? I will leave this stone stick as compensation today. If you don't want to leave, I'm afraid you will leave this life." Sun Youhai said viciously.
It's not that he doesn't know the principle of cutting the grass at its roots, but he really doesn't have enough confidence to kill a cultivator of the same level.
As for Sun Shengmei, who is more powerful, he is doing his best to treat the family cultivators guarding the blood spirit stone mine. For the Sun family, which has a small number of cultivators, saving the lives of the younger generation of the family is obviously more important than hunting down the remaining enemies.
"The mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the skills are not as good as others today. I will come to visit you in the future." Seeing that he could not bring back the spiritual weapon, and that Sun Shengmei's treatment had been basically completed and she might come at any time, the stone stick cultivator no longer entangled and fled to a distance decisively.
"Does a chicken-stealing and dog-stealing person have the courage to come again?" Hearing this, Sun Shengmei didn't take it to heart.
If it weren't for the call of the Beast Taming Sect, there were seven foundation-building cultivators in the family, how could a casual cultivator easily provoke them?
Moreover, after losing his spiritual weapon, the cultivator who had already escaped was less than 80% of his usual strength, and he would not pose a threat at all.
"Third Aunt, the patrol team of the Beast Taming Sect is here." Sun Youhai narrowed his eyes and revealed a gleam of light, and a faint smile flashed across his face.
"The patrol team always appears at the most appropriate time. You leave quickly and return to the family to take charge. I will go to greet them," Sun Shengmei ordered.
Although Sun Shengyuan and the other two had not sent back any specific news, the relevant information about the battle between the Huanling Sect was spreading at an extremely fast speed.
Sun Shengmei naturally understood that the battle was at a very critical moment. If it was found that the Sun family still had spare strength, there might be a call for conscription.
"Is it Brother Shengmei of the Sun family in front of you?" It happened in a flash. Everything happened in a flash.
A female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, who was as brave as a man, stepped on the body of a second-level upper-grade white crane eagle and descended from the sky majestically.
"It's my little sister. I haven't seen Sister Song for a long time. Her cultivation is getting deeper and deeper." Sun Shengmei smiled.
"But were they attacked by scattered cultivators? Were there any losses? Does the sect need to send cultivators to station there?" The female cultivator surnamed Song asked indifferently.
"It's just a group of insignificant little guys. They dare not disturb the sect." Sun Shengmei refused decisively.
The casual cultivators are just taking advantage of the situation. If these cultivators are allowed to enter the resource point, they will probably plunder the blood spirit ore here openly.
"Well, if we encounter cultivator invasion in the future, we can ask for help from the patrol team as soon as possible and send out a special signal for help," said the female cultivator surnamed Song with a frown.
A quarter of an hour later, the patrol team of the Beast Control Gate rode their spirit beasts and disappeared between heaven and earth, as if they had never appeared.
"I wonder if there is a tacit relationship between the casual cultivators who took advantage of the situation and the patrol team who came late?" Sun Shengmei couldn't help but reveal a thoughtful look, and at the same time, her vigilance in her heart was instantly raised to the highest state.
Although the Beast Control Gate will not collude with casual cultivators, it is not impossible for some foundation-building cultivators who are in urgent need of cultivation resources.