Cannon Fodder Disciple Dressed as a Master[Transmigration Book]

I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you Master for saving me.

Qian Wei also noticed something was wrong.

There were only five people surrounding them, but Rong Mang was very vigilant, obviously these people were not weak.

Han Shuangling secretly said: "It's an internal struggle. Although Moxiu's logging teams are small in number, most of them are strong. Sometimes there will be conflicts between the two logging teams."

"It's just a conflict that will kill the other party?" Qian Wei's mouth twitched, "Isn't the pressure of competition in the workplace too great?"

"Prepare for battle!"

Rong Mang ordered directly.

Before Qian Wei could react, the boy with cat ears moved in front of him in an instant, and looked him up from bottom to top: "Cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment?"

Han Shuangling next to her almost reflexively drew a sword in front of Qian Wei.

The boy quickly jumped back a few steps like a cat, and squatted down next to the man in the gray-black cloak again: "It's too rude to do it if you say it."

Immortal Master Yan Chen on the other side frowned. He noticed that the cultivation bases of these people in front of him were not weak. Rong Mang's vigilance was not wrong. From the perspective of strength, monks of the golden core stage could kill all the foundation-building stage cultivators in an instant. , and Rong Mang's team.

Although there are a few Golden Core Stages in it, they are basically in the early Golden Core stage, and the five opponents are all in the middle and late stages.

"Hide behind, be careful!" Han Shuangling had already noticed that the people on the opposite side had sacrificed magic weapons. These magic weapons looked very troublesome. If you want to be tough, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

"on!"

Rong Mang took the lead and rushed towards the black-robed man in front of him in an instant.

The cat-eared boy slowly stood up from the squatting position: "Then I will also start here."

Then, in the blink of an eye, he suddenly appeared in front of a logging team member in front, raised his hand and sharp claws, and took off the man's head at once.The other party didn't even have time to react.

Qian Wei was a little surprised. The logging team was in the middle stage of foundation establishment like him, and they were killed in seconds so quickly?

On Rong Mang's side, the black-robed man swung the cloak behind him in the air the moment he charged!

Rong Mang was completely surrounded by it, and at the same time, countless sharp blades pierced out of the tent at the same time. Those sharp blades crazily penetrated the wrapped people inside, and the whole gray-black cloak was stained with blood for a while.

"Master Boa!!" The other logging team members around shouted in horror.

There was a tearing sound in the cloak, and two knives quickly penetrated out of the cloak, and slashed along the surroundings of the package at lightning speed. The whole cloak was broken in an instant, Rong Mang jumped out Stepping out, he stood heavily on the ground, which was sunken half a meter deep in the snow.

He was slightly wounded, but it didn't appear to be deep.It's just that the coat has been torn, revealing a strong body: "This magic weapon is really evil."

Rong Mang is a late-stage Jindan cultivator, and his strength is already very strong. He didn't expect that he would have no chance of winning against the cloaked man.

The cloaked man squinted his eyes, raised his palm, and transformed into a new cloak, holding it in his palm.

The logging team next to him saw that his magic weapon was inexhaustible, and they were all stunned: "What's going on, is that a cycle magic weapon? I've never seen it before."

"I'm afraid it's not a magic weapon." Yan Chen said immortally.

He could see some spiritual power pulsating from the cloak, which was different from the usual way of sending it into the magic weapon, as if the spiritual power itself was transmitted from the cloak.It's like the cloak is integrated with the man in the cloak.

Rong Mang obviously noticed this too, his attacks were not all on the cloak, but he started fighting with the man in the cloak at a speed that couldn't be distinguished with the naked eye.

Except for Rong Mang who was still fighting with the man in the cloak, other members of the logging team had been wiped out one by one. Qian Wei and the others stood back to back in the heavy snow, thinking about the development of the plot: "Shall we go?"

"Look at the situation."

Han Shuangling didn't want to die so early, anyway, she joined the logging team, whichever one she entered was not.

"I'm afraid to look at the situation again. We will die later." If the plot of the original book is followed, they will still stay in Rong Mang's logging team, but the plot is changing now, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future.

If Yan Chen and Han Shuangling had followed the original schedule, they would not have run into Rong Mang so soon, and naturally they would not have been involved in the conflict between their logging teams.

"It's really not good, it's okay to run."

As soon as Qian Wei said this, the cat-eared boy had already dealt with the four people assigned to him, and walked towards them.

"Do it."

Immortal Yan Chen made a decisive decision, he quickly summoned his long sword and got involved in the battle.

Han Shuangling also rushed forward to wrestle with the cat-eared boy. The joining of the three parties instantly changed the stalemate situation. Rong Mang obviously felt a lot more relaxed, and the scimitar in his hand was like a dragon swimming in the water. He slashed at the man in the cloak, and forced him back step by step after several strikes.

The cat-eared boy was almost cut off by Han Shuangling, and he jumped back quickly to distance himself: "Obviously his cultivation base is so low, why..."

"Be careful!" the cloaked man roared.

After the two joined just now, the situation unexpectedly changed. It seems that their cultivation base is not high.

But the combat experience is far superior to them, and they can even use many spells that low-level monks should not be able to use. If these spells do not have deep spiritual support, how can they learn them well!

He stretched out his hands, and the cloak stretched to his arms as if alive, and then he slammed it hard!

A strong wind swept across in an instant, blowing away the people around him, even Qian Wei, who was standing farthest away, was affected and took several steps back.

He was staggering to stand still, but suddenly he felt another wave of spiritual power emerging from behind: Is there anyone else? !

At that moment, almost at the same time as turning his head in conditioned reflex, his whole body leaned forward forty degrees, and a huge floating piece of ice whizzed past his ear, cutting off several floating strands of his long hair. hair.

"Feng did it!"

In the distance, Han Shuangling, who was still fighting, saw a white-haired man appearing behind him!

The man held a glass stick more than one meter long in his hand, the corners of his mouth almost reached his cheeks, his white teeth were clenched together strangely: "It's just a few people, you have to fight for so long."

"Bei Jiao, you came too slowly."

The boy with cat ears was a little out of breath because his ears were almost cut off.

The white-haired man named Beijiao walked towards Qian Wei step by step with a strange smile on his arm: "What is there to worry about? Is it possible that I can't beat the foundation building period?"

The moment he finished speaking, the glass stick in his hand was directly in front of him!

I saw that the glass stick instantly turned into countless ice flakes, and those ice flakes quickly melted into the wind and snow, followed by screams, and several monks who were still fighting were killed instantly!

"What are you doing, Beijiao! This is my prey!" The man with bat wings was unhappy, as if annoyed because his opponent was snatched away.

"You guys are moving too slowly."

The white-haired man snorted coldly, and as he turned his fingertips, those hovering ice flakes turned around and started rushing towards Qian Wei!

Although Qian Wei has sacrificed two hammers, he has too little combat experience, especially this strange combat mode, which is different from the usual games!

He retreated again and again, and at this moment, Immortal Yan Chen, who was still fighting the cloaked man, suddenly turned over and jumped to Qian Wei's side.

"Master!"

At this moment, all the ice flakes were densely wrapped around the two of them, and the ice flakes were extremely sharp.

Moreover, they didn't kill them all at once, but moved towards them one by one, slowly cutting them like cutting prey.

Qian Wei was protected by Yan Chenxian and was not injured.But when he looked up, he saw that Yan Chen's cheek was cut by one of the ice flakes, and a trace of blood flowed out.

The smell of blood floated into the air, making the white-haired man on the opposite side suddenly excited, and the hand holding the glazed stick trembled slightly excitedly: "It's Tianlinggen! This is the blood of Tianlinggen!"

The flesh and blood of Tianlinggen is much more nutritious than the flesh and blood of ordinary cultivators. Just one bite, it can even last for several years!

He couldn't bear it any longer—a huge gust of wind suddenly rose from the soil under his feet, Bei Jiao's figure instantly disappeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, he moved in front of Immortal Yan Chen!

The sharp nails poked out suddenly, about to grab his neck!

"Let me eat you!"

"Crack-"

I only heard something being torn apart and thrown into the air, blood poured down instantly and covered the ground.

Qian Wei's whole body tensed up, he thought something happened to Immortal Yan Chen, but when he raised his head, he saw an arm thrown into the air.

"Ah!! Ah, it hurts, it hurts! My hand, my hand!!" The white-haired man uttered a shrill scream. He never thought that in just a short moment, his whole body Both arms were severed.

He clutched his empty arm and took two steps back, blood sprayed out all over his body, and as his arm fell to the ground, the blood spilled all over the ground.

Immortal Yan Chen seemed to be standing under a plum tree in full bloom in winter, letting the blood stain his clothes red.And Qian Wei behind him was protected so that not even a trace of blood was stained on him.

Qian Wei has been a programmer for more than ten years, and it is the first time that he is protected by a man like this...

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the male lead. If he were a woman, he would fall in love with her properly! !

"Is there something wrong?" Yan Chen Xianzun turned slightly to look at Qian Wei behind him.

Qian Wei quickly waved his hand: "I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you Master for saving me."

Immortal Yan Chen's gaze swept across his fair face, and a snowflake that flew just passed Qian Wei's hair and landed on his pale red lips.

Immortal Yan Chen suddenly stretched out his hand, and with his slender fingertips, touched the corner of Qian Wei's mouth, wiping away a drop of blood on it: "You hide behind me."

What, what's going on? !

Qian Wei was shuddered by the sudden movement of Immortal Master Yan Chen, and inexplicably raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and found that there was a fishy smell on it.

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