The noisy wind became louder and louder, and there seemed to be black clouds covering the sky in the distance. The green grass and mountains were shrouded in shadows, spreading towards the Wushan disciples at an alarming speed.

Not only were there giant insects, but also countless corpse scythes gathered like dark clouds and flew towards them.

Dozens of group leaders turned around and ran wildly without saying a word, not daring to look back again.

With life and death at stake, Wushan disciples threw away the materials they had just hunted and started running after the group leaders.

"Calm down...you are a bunch of idiots, and escaping is simply seeking death." Fu Qingxia was so angry that he threw down his engineering shovel.

The normally well-trained Wushan regiment turned into headless flies in an instant, and no one listened to Fu Qingxia's orders at all.

"Sister, hurry up." Fu Xinyuan's hands were like flying, and he dug up the soil with a shovel. In just a few breaths, he dug half a foot deep.

Also digging the ground were Fang Hongxuan and four other Wushan disciples, but they all ran away.

The cloud of insects quickly flooded the cave where Fu Qingxia and the others were hiding, while the army of zombies continued to advance. In less than a quarter of an hour, the oppressive force of the dark clouds fell on the hearts of the people who were fleeing.

The ground beneath our feet was plunged into darkness, and the frantic chirping of insects was right next to our ears!

The group leaders and Wushan disciples all showed desperate expressions behind their masks.

At this moment, Lao Liang, who was running in front, noticed something and said in surprise: "Be careful, something is coming?"

After the other group leader noticed it, he just exclaimed: "So fast!" A figure passed through them, jumped up, and pierced the red sickle that rushed toward a Wushan disciple like a sword.

After passing by, in an instant, the head of this huge pounced red sickle burst out with plasma.

Without stopping, he quickly rushed from the dead Red Scythe to the other rushing Red Scythe. Just before the Crimson Scythe's sickle claws were about to take the lives of two Wushan disciples, the sword in his hand was as fast as thunder.

He had already slashed at Chi Lian, but instead of using the blade, he struck hard with the thick sword blade. Under the gravity, Chi Lian's right back armor suddenly burst, and blood sprayed out.

Chi Lian's body tilted, and the sickle claw he swung out struck the ground behind the two Wushan disciples, flying up a large amount of soil.

They had just rescued two people here, and another red sickle pounced on them from the other side.

Seeing this scene, the person who came threw his hand and threw the heavy long sword, and it pierced the head of the falling red sickle like lightning, but could not kill him in one go. However, this person seemed to have used some method, as if there was a thread between him and the sword.

Invisible line links, no need to rely on your feet, your body

The body flew back to the sword in a strange posture, holding the hilt of the sword with one arm, pouring zhenqi into the sword body, and a three-foot-long substantial sword light suddenly broke out from under the red sickle, and the red sickle also instantly

He died suddenly, and his body fell heavily to the ground, blowing up a large amount of dust.

Only then did everyone who ran away see clearly that the person who got off Chi Lian's body was a person!

Although she was wearing armor and couldn't see her face, she was still recognized by all Wushan disciples because she only had one arm.

"It's the second master!"

"Second Master is here to save us!"

Ignoring the cheers of the disciples, Gu Qing pulled out the mountain sword and looked up at the insect cloud.

After just watching for a moment, a huge and thin corpse suddenly fell from the cloud of insects. It was three feet long and had claws as thin as bamboo poles. If it had mouthparts, it would look very much like a mosquito.

Strangely enough, after the corpse fell to the ground, the cloud of insects dispersed, and the sky returned to clear skies in the blink of an eye.

Many of the escaping group leaders didn't come back to their senses until this moment, and they didn't dare to stop and look back. They saw that among the three huge red scythe corpses, there was another one that had never seen a big insect before, and it looked like a starved and thin corpse scythe.

There was actually a young man without armor sitting on the corpse scythe.

None of the group leaders knew each other.

Poor Zhang Tianliu is a legend everywhere, but few people know him.

Zhang Tianliu never thought about this. He jumped off the corpse sickle and walked towards the group of disciples who were in a daze. When Gu Qing followed him, he asked: "Are everyone here?"

Gu Qing shook his head.

Zhang Tianliu glanced at it, and then said: "Then wait a moment."

Soon, Fu Qingxia and the others hurried over, took off their masks and stood together with the disciples.

They feel it!

I'm afraid I will be reprimanded this time!

Zhang Tianliu glanced at them coldly and said: "Do you know what it means to fight a prepared battle? It is not training, it is not studying weaknesses, and it is not food and equipment. These are should and must. What you have to prepare for is any safety situation during the execution of the mission.

He also has a sense of crisis, and there are ambush locations and no escape routes.

It's just a lack of consideration, and it's even more undisciplined to disperse as soon as the crisis comes. You are a group. If you think you are awesome and just come out to work alone, I welcome it. But if you want to stay in the Wushan group, you must remember to stay calm in times of crisis.

.Fu Qingxia, how did you give everyone the chicken blood? Effective command also requires everyone to listen and understand?"

Gu Qing whispered twice in Zhang Tianliu's ear. Zhang Tianliu was stunned for a moment, held his forehead for a moment and said: "You are capable, I don't care how you play, if the Wushan Group is disbanded next time."

Zhang Tianliu left with a sullen face.

Gu Qing looked at the disappointed faces of all the disciples and thought for a long time before speaking: "Go back, you can't attack Yacheng now."

Sanren's comments made everyone feel very uncomfortable, but the words of the second master made people even more uncomfortable!

Wushan Tuan returned home melancholy, not even asking for the materials.

Five red scythes and one large corpse scythe of a new species all gave an advantage to the group leaders who were watching the show.

This battle let them know that the Wushan regiment was indeed protected by an expert, but this expert was a bit scary. One person could kill three red sickles in an instant. What kind of combat power was this? Could it be that he was a strong man from Yingtian?

Not to mention the group leaders were surprised, Wushan disciples were also shocked.

The second master is so strong, even stronger than last time in Nanshan!

Her moves are smooth and flowing, without any fancy, her fighting style is unparalleled and she is sure to die at the first touch. What is even more unbelievable is that she is only a monk in the middle stage of returning to the truth.

"Oh, I said something will go wrong sooner or later. Sister, if you don't care, our Wushan Group will really be disbanded." Fu Xinyuan and his sister walked behind the team and whispered.

"An afterthought." Fu Qingxia rolled her eyes at Fu Xinyuan and quickly followed the team.

"Eh..." Fu Xinyuan looked at his sister's back with a look of helplessness.

This mission was indeed a failure.

Who would have thought that three red scythes would suddenly appear and lead a large number of flying corpse scythes.

From this point of view, it is very likely that the sea insects are aware of them and no longer regard them as warriors. They may fall into the encirclement of Red Scythe next time!

Also aware are the regiment leaders. They do not have the cradle of the Wushan Regiment. If they encounter the previous situation, they will definitely die. They can only prepare at the ambush site and dig more holes. The red sickle cannot get in. The corpse sickle will be sent away.

The tactics of delivering food and cunning rabbits quickly became a daily routine.

In fact, the Wushan regiment had already started practicing digging holes, and other regiments had followed suit, but it had never been useful. Now that they had no more escape preparations, the only thing that would greet them was death.

Nowadays, intelligence is becoming more and more important. The successes of other groups should be regarded as experience and failures as lessons. All monster hunting groups gradually put aside their selfishness, communicate closely and grow with each other.
Chapter completed!