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How could a small fourth floor of the Pulse Opening Realm escape from the palm of my hand? Shenjian Li sneered, and came to Qingyang's side, ready to take back the long arrow on his back. His magic weapon is a complete set. A bow is only equipped with three arrows. Ordinary arrows are very weak, so every time they are used up, they need to take back the long arrows, so they can be reused last time.
Just when Shenjian Li stretched out his hand to pull out the long arrow behind Qingyang, suddenly, a few yellow shadows flashed from under Qingyang's clothes, and flew towards Shenjian Li.
No, there was a sneak attack, and Shenjian Li was shocked, and quickly stopped and retreated.
But he was fast, those few yellow shadows were faster than him, and in an instant, two of them had stung his arm and neck respectively, and the remaining four were not far behind, all moving towards him Come on.
The yellow shadows are naturally the six alcoholic bees that Qingyang raised in the drunken fairy gourd. Because they drank the essence of the immortal alcohol in the wine pool, all six ordinary alcoholic bees mutated, and there were bruises on their backs. There are many purple spots, although they are slightly different from the purple-backed alcoholic bees that are comparable to Qi training monks, but six of them add up to a very powerful force.
Just now Qingyang was almost in despair, because it was impossible for him to defeat the cultivator on the ninth floor of the Pulse Opening Realm, and he might not even be able to beat him with a single finger in a frontal battle.
Later, he suddenly thought of the alcoholic bees in the Drunken Immortal Gourd, but he hadn't subdued these alcoholic bees, and under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for the alcoholic bees to obey his orders. It was also because he used wine to please them many times before, and they were already familiar with each other. He communicated with these alcoholic bees repeatedly with his divine sense, and they were willing to help once.
In order to achieve a one-hit kill, Qingyang did not dare to show any flaws. It was true that he was hit by an arrow just now, but he avoided the vital parts, and the injury was not too serious. The six alcoholic bees have been hiding under his clothes, waiting for the magic arrow Li to launch a sneak attack.
This can't be blamed on Li Dayi, the divine arrow. A little cultivator on the fourth floor of the Vein Opening Realm is shot by his magic weapon bow and arrow. Does he need to be careful? Even if the magic arrow Li was hit at this time, he didn't think it was Qingyang's attack, but was attacked by someone else.
"Ah, it hurts to death!"
At this time, the pain in the arm and neck that was stung by the alcoholic bee finally broke out. Shenjian Li screamed and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain. At this time, the other four alcoholic bees also saw the opportunity and stinged towards other parts of his body.
"Senior, spare your life, spare your life! I won't dare again!"
To be able to raise such a powerful bee, the master's strength must be even stronger. Shenjian Li now thinks that he was taught a lesson by a senior in the refining period, so he begged for mercy. Where did the senior actually come from? All of these were done by Qingyang.
However, Qingyang didn't dare to speak out, he was worried that if he told the truth, the magic arrow Li knew that there were no seniors around, so he would recklessly hit him hard. He was seriously injured on his back, and he didn't think he would be able to withstand another fatal blow from the ninth floor of the Pulse Opening Realm.
After being stung six times in a row by the alcoholic bee, the magic arrow Li was in excruciating pain. He rolled on the ground and wailed for a long time before he gradually died down. Ordinary alcoholic bees can sting even a master like Hu Zhensong to death, and it is normal for these alcoholic bees of the quasi-qi refining level to sting Death Arrow Li.
The six alcoholic bees after stinging the magic arrow plum were a little sluggish, as if their vitality had been seriously injured, and they did not stay outside. They all returned to the drunk fairy gourd and got into the nest of the wine pavilion.
In fact, this is very normal. Many bees in the secular world will die after stinging people. These alcoholic bees just hurt a little vitality, which is already very good. Qingyang does not want these alcoholic bees he raises to become one Sexual consumables.
After a while, Qingyang saw that Shenjian Li was completely silent, so he got up carefully and came to Shenjian Li's side. At this time, Shenjian Li had changed into another appearance. His arms were swollen and his head was as big as a bucket. Especially the wound on his neck was still oozing pus.
Just to be on the safe side, Qingyang took out his half of the Seven Star Sword, and cut off the heads of the god arrow Li and the beggar king, to ensure that these people would not cheat the corpse again, so he was completely relieved.
Then Qingyang treated the wound briefly, searched the corpses of other people, and threw the monster corpses and the found things into the drunk fairy gourd first, then found a deep pit, and put these The bodies were thrown into pits and buried.
After all, everyone is working together, and I have benefited a lot from the exchange the night before yesterday, and Dinggong Panpo and Hong Mantian also said a few good words for me, and I can't just let them die in the wilderness like this.After disposing of the corpses, Qingyang didn't dare to stay in this place for a long time. Everyone else died, but there was another Liang Chongtian who escaped, and he still had the possibility of finding it. If he saw the scene in front of him, he would I can't tell.
So many masters have died, why can I, the one with the lowest cultivation base, survive? Wouldn't the existence of alcoholic bees be exposed by then? Moreover, he had obtained the corpses of monsters and other people's relics, and Qingyang was unwilling to share some with others.
Qingyang did not dare to go to the county seat of Qianhu County, nor did he return to Kaiyuan Mansion right away, but walked west for tens of miles to confirm that Liang Chongtian would not be able to find such a remote place even if he returned to the lake. Only then did I find an abandoned house of a farmer to live in.
God's Arrow Li's bow and arrow are magical weapons after all, even if he avoided the vital parts, the wound on his back would be very serious. After tossing around by the lake and driving for more than ten miles, Qingyang was already exhausted and exhausted. Coupled with the injury on his back, he fell headfirst on the temporary bed made of hay in the house, and fell into a coma.
He had been in a coma for several hours, and Qingyang didn't wake up until the next afternoon. Although he had recovered part of his spirit, his physical condition was not very good. The wound he had treated briefly yesterday was showing a tendency to deteriorate.
Qingyang hastily cleaned up the wound again, sprinkled some wound medicine that promotes muscle growth and hemostasis, carefully bandaged the wound, and confirmed that there would be no more problems, so he was completely relieved. Afterwards, I found some dry food from my pack and ate some, and drank some water to replenish my strength.
After everything was done, Qingyang finally remembered yesterday's harvest. At that time, the situation was more urgent, and he didn't have the time to carefully count what he had harvested. Everything was thrown into the drunk fairy gourd space. There was nothing wrong at this time, and finally Time to take stock. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com