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Chapter 726 The First Battle of the Lost Continent(2/2)

If he hadn't had other plans, just this punch would have caused the alien monk in front of him to explode into a ball of blood mist.

To deal with an enemy with this level of cultivation, Li Yan didn't even have the slightest thought of using poison. He wasted his energy on applying poison and had already killed the opponent.

Li Yan grabbed the unconscious monk named Min, and only then did the shouting voice of the Snow Mosquito King come over from the other side.

"Damn it, let you know how powerful Mr. Mosquito is. He just wanted to deal with you!"

Then, a high-pitched scream came, and Li Yan frowned. According to the strength of the Snow Mosquito King, he would not let the other party have time to let out such a high-pitched scream.

On the other side, the Snow Mosquito King was extremely excited, and his long, crystal-clear mouthparts suddenly turned purple and black.

Opposite him, a monk in the early stage of foundation building had a small ball of purple water in front of him and was hitting him.

After the purple water was sprayed out by the snow mosquito, the monk held a three-pronged fork and blocked it without hesitation.

But as soon as the three-pronged fork touched the purple water, bursts of green smoke came out with a "sizzling" sound.

The three-pronged fork is the natal magic weapon of this Cangyu Sect monk, and it is connected to his mind. If the natal magic weapon was corroded, he himself was immediately implicated.

He felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but scream in pain.

Just as he was losing consciousness and screaming in pain, the Snow Mosquito King had taken the opportunity to approach again. In the horrified gaze of the monk, its long mouthparts had pierced his forehead.

Then, the monk discovered that there was a small drop of purple water in his mind.

As soon as the water droplets enter the mind, it spreads out instantly like thick ink entering the water.

This Cang Yu Sect's head was like a pot of boiling oil. He yelled again, threw three forks, and fell from the air with his head in his arms.

Seeing that the Snow Mosquito King only had one face-to-face encounter with him, he caused a monk in the early stage of foundation building to fall down. It seemed that he was more likely to die than live.

The next moment, it immediately started to tremble with excitement, and a voice kept ringing in its mind.
Chapter completed!
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