Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

Xiu Shamen can cover the sky with one hand in this vast area of ​​mountains and forests, but there are exceptions to everything.

Giant bandits emerge from poor mountains and rivers, and there are still big bandits in the vast areas of mountains and forests.

What a coincidence, this and the Xiu Sha Sect are at odds with each other, and the forces that dominate this area are exactly the mountain bandit forces that were defeated by the 'Taoist Jia Yan'.

"Your Majesty, the situation is bad. One of our vanguard units, which was under our command, encountered a powerful enemy and was completely wiped out!"

"What? Are they coming from the imperial army, or from some powerful country?"

"No, according to the survivors, he was a Taoist priest with some Taoism, and he was accompanied by a female family member."

"A Taoist priest with a female family? Send a scout over to have a look. If it's not a big deal, we will take revenge."

"yes."

In the main hall of the green forest gangsters, the gangsters eagerly received the order and retreated, but the person who issued the order held his breath and concentrated for a moment.

"The imperial court has been making a lot of moves recently. I don't know if this matter has anything to do with the imperial court. I would like to convey this to you. The various trail-cutting teams should not hold any large-scale actions recently. If the imperial army is encircled and suppressed, it will always be a trouble. There are also Taoist priests. I don't know if they are. If he is involved with the imperial court, no one is allowed to fight with him until the investigation is clear."

"As commanded."

The ruthless bandit who issued the order was the famous bandit in this area. A machete, said to come from a powerful immortal family, caused great suffering to the nearby sects and even the imperial court.

"Master, why don't we go to the village just now to practice some training."

"Disciple, you don't know something about this. The so-called heaven is going to confer great responsibilities on people, and they must first strain their minds and muscles before they can accomplish great things. We cultivators fight against heaven and earth. When fighting against others, if everything goes well for you, there is no point in stepping onto the path of cultivation. Keep this in mind."

"This...yes, my disciple has written it down."

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. One tall figure and one short figure are walking on a jungle path covered with green willows.

Jia Yan is talking nonsense.

He doesn't know anything about cultivating immortals, but his strength is there, and the supreme avenue pursued by cultivators is just easy for him.

What's more, he has the most powerful method in his hand and can understand everything by analogy.

The power of the Black God that he controls is the main link in the power that cultivators have. He understands a little bit about the principles of the path to cultivating immortals, and he is definitely a cultivator who has reached the pinnacle of immortality.

So when he talks nonsense, no one can refute him.

Jia Yan has experience in teaching disciples, and he has rich experience.

Listening to the master's teachings, the girl nodded with a sour look, already doubting life in her heart.

She was tired. To put it bluntly, although she had been walking around for a while, she didn't rush every day. Fortunately, she could endure hardship and the spark of revenge for her family kept her from complaining because this was her only chance.

Jia Yan deliberately walked on the road like a tireless machine, his spirit as strong as ever.

He didn't mean to make things difficult for the girl, but he didn't want to enter the village or anything and cause trouble for them.

His perception of the seemingly huge mountain forest was only limited to a small area. He listened directly to the conversation of the group of bandits, how they came to inquire about his intelligence, and how they had doubts about his strength. So powerful, so shameless.

He didn't want to directly expose his excessive strength, and he didn't want the villagers' homes to be destroyed, so he let the bandits snipe him in the wilderness.

The girl finally waited until the master said to rest. She saw a black surge in his palm, and a large area of ​​black energy surged up, covering a three-meter radius. She said this is our house today, and it is separated in the middle. Go to sleep.

The girl was frightened by the master's power again. She entered the black energy with an uneasy look on her face, and found that it was indeed separated into two small spaces. She also made a small dry bed on the ground, which was very considerate.

After all, she is a female apprentice. Jia Yan is finally a mature adult with a family and children. This small detail can definitely be fulfilled.

"Alas, I still know the name of the master, and I don't know his origins or how powerful he is. He seems gentle and elegant, but also seems to be as cold as ice. It's too mysterious."

The girl's heart said that the master is very mysterious, but no matter how mysterious he is, you can always find out about him after following him for a long time. It depends on how you pretend.

She saw a lot of people in society who liked to put on pretense, and thought that her cheap master was also such a person.

It’s not that a girl judges a gentleman’s heart with a villain’s heart, but that after being in the world for a long time, her thinking mode has solidified like this. She must be wary of others and be more skeptical in everything. This is the life creed that everyone in the world abides by. .

The girl slept in a sweet sleep. It was not until the whistling sword wind sounded outside the black house for a long time that she woke up with pain all over her body.

"How could I sleep to death? I was so unwary. What's going on outside? Is the master practicing sword practice?"

The girl listened carefully to the movement outside the house. After listening for a while, she thought to herself that this was not sword practice. Anyone who practiced sword practice would make the sound of sword blades clashing.

She felt agitated all over and lost all sleep. She quickly climbed out of bed, thinking in her mind, could this be an enemy attack?

Using the method taught by the master, he opened the black space, and a sword light appeared in front of his eyes under the moonlight without any warning. The little girl was so frightened that she was dumbfounded and had no time to even scream.

Another sword light came from behind and blocked the sword light from an angle, followed by the Taoist Master's calm voice: "Disciple, you go back and stay to deal with these enemies for me."

"ah……"

The girl's heart was pounding, and she quickly closed the 'door' of the black house using the method taught by her master. As soon as she closed it, a figure flashed past, and the sword struck the outside of the house, causing sparks to appear. The space shook.

Now the girl didn't dare to say anything or try to escape the black space easily. She concentrated on watching the fight outside in the house.

Outside, there were more than a dozen experts who were far stronger than during the day, besieging her master, but the master parried them all one by one, without even breathing loudly.

To say how powerful this master is, the girl has not yet learned how to tell. She can only see that a dozen people hit one, and the master was running around here and there, and then he came back and stabbed him with his horse sword. Hit someone in the chest, then Zheng Banqiao, stabbing the attacker from behind.

That move is called beautiful.

If it weren't for the fear of affecting her master's performance, she couldn't help but cheer.

"Who are you...?"

When the last person was nailed to the ground, this person was holding the sword, and blood was sliding down the palm of his hand. It was as miserable as it could be, but the injured man was also strong. He didn't howl before he died, and just stared at it. The Taoist priest who stabbed him and his accomplices to death must die as a wise man.

Jia Yan, whose swordsmanship was simple and unpretentious, whispered in this man's ear: "I am a god."

In the end, the person who was crucified had a look like "You're a psycho" and gradually lost his breath.

In the dark room at the back, the girl opened the door, clapped vigorously, and flattered the master, shouting that he was great and awesome. As for the dead, she had seen too many dead people. She was not afraid at all. At least she was not nauseated anymore.

"It seems that these green forest heroes still haven't let go of my master and apprentice. Although the master is a scholar, he can't beat four hands with two fists. What's more, with you here, we have to leave here quickly."

"Ah, okay, master, let's go quickly. By the way, where is our master's gate? Are we going to the master's gate now?"

"What I have cultivated as a teacher is the way of the world of mortals, which is rootless and floating. If you want to learn the way of my teacher, you will have to wander in the rivers and lakes with my teacher. Are you willing?"

"Do you still have to wander? Well... okay, I'll go wandering with the master."

When the girl heard that she still had to wander, she almost regretted it, but her earnest desire to seek truth overcame the regret in her heart. She nodded repeatedly. When the master casually removed the black energy in the room, she took small steps to catch up with the master, and then pestered her again. The master taught her how to practice.

The girl woke up and started to learn how to practice. On the other side, the beggar Jia Yan and his apprentice Xiao Wu also encountered an accident at the same time, and someone who practiced evil spirits came to their door.

"I will kill this man with my own blood!"

More than a dozen people surrounded the beggar and started fighting. The beggar's leading crutch was swiped here and there, and he and his apprentice were protected from danger every time without even losing a hair.

Finally, someone among the men in red robes saw that the outcome of the battle would be difficult to determine, so he retreated to the sidelines. The red mist bloomed on his body, and the blood-red orb suddenly flew out and shot at the beggar.

This bead is like a bullet that can turn, and its speed exceeds the speed of sound. It is really difficult to deal with.

"master!"

Xiao Wu's nose was swept directly by the beads, and his nose almost didn't get scratched off.

Brother Wang on the other end did not regret following his master, but Xiao Wu began to regret it. If he had not followed this nosy master, he might not have suffered this disaster.

But he couldn't tell for sure, because Xiu Shamen was an indiscriminate attack in a small town. Without the master around, he would have died at that time.

"Look, the master will teach you a set of stick techniques. This set of stick techniques is called - Dog Beating Stick Technique!"

Jia Yan blurted out a sentence. After saying it, his heart was filled with joy. He had long wanted to try to say the name of this move.

The crutch in his hand is majestic, and his moves are changing and sharp. It's really like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling. The person is in front of you, but the stick is hitting you on the back of the head behind you. It's extremely weird and strange.

No, one of the dozen or so enemies was immediately hit, and was slapped on the back of the head. No one was protecting the back of the head with his back to the enemy. The slap made the person dizzy and his head was buzzing. He watched as he fell to the ground in circles.

"The dog-beating stick method is so powerful!"

"That's the stick technique created by the founder of the Beggar Clan. Do you think it's strong enough? Do you want to learn it?"

"think."

Snapped.

While he was talking, another Xiu Shamen who was besieging the master and his disciples was attacked. His legs were swept with a stick. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He was also stepped on by Jia Yan. He was bleeding profusely and his eyes immediately lost focus. .

God's fucking dog-beating stick method!

What a beggar gang!

Why don’t we people who practice evil spirits know about the dog-beating stick method and the beggar gang?

You liar!

Everyone present at Xiu Sha Sect was so stunned that they were all spitting blood, thinking that their opponents dressed like beggars were still amusing them and telling lies.

The blood-red orb turned around, and for the tenth time it encountered the dragon-headed cane. It happened to be the orb that broke through the sound barrier. There was nothing that could be done against this beggar. He was able to control a dozen of them in a single fight, which made this group of people angry. They all wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing they could do.

when.

The orb was knocked away by the dragon-headed crutch again. This time there were some cracks on the orb. Any kind of bullet would be too much if it collided with a hard object more than ten times.

"My orb!" The person who sacrificed the orb was filled with grief and anger. Knowing that his orb was lost, his eyes suddenly turned red: "It's just the right time to bury you with the orb!"

His eyes were sharp and ferocious, and he saw the orb glowing with blazing light and streaking toward Jia Yan with a blood-red color.

Seeing that the beggar was tired of dealing with the others and was in danger, he suddenly shouted again: "Disciple, keep an eye on me."

"Kanglong has regrets!"

The world suddenly seemed to be suffering from a serious disease. Black filled the air, covering the earth and the night. A long black dragon shot out from Jia Yan's free left hand. Lightning and thunder exploded, suddenly raising the temperature of the entire air by several degrees. Black The long dragon collided with the pearl, and the pearl was smashed into pieces with a ping-pong sound.

The black dragon overturned the river, shattering the orb and sending out long ripples. The waves were rolling wherever it passed. The four people along the way were staggered by the black dragon. The man who released the orb saw the black dragon coming straight towards him, and his heart suddenly jumped with fear before he could make any move. In response, the black dragon's head hit his chest and abdomen, and he screamed miserably, and his whole body exploded to pieces.

"What kind of method is this?"

"No, this beggar is quite capable. He is invincible. Retreat!"

This group of cultivators found that Kang Long Youhui's moves were too terrifying, so they knocked down a group of people in a hurry, looking for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com In the end, one person was killed. Everyone shrank their necks and ran away without any need to say hello.

"Want to leave? Ask the beggar if I have any. Tu Dao is optimistic. These moves are called the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon."

"A strong dragon has regrets. Flying dragons are in the sky. See dragons in the fields. Don't use hidden dragons. You are shocked for hundreds of miles..."

Long black dragons burst out while the beggars were dancing, their roars were like thunder, shocking every step.

These long dragons turned into energy waves, sweeping the earth, breaking through mountains and trees, and tearing the earth out of ravines. They defeated all the besiegers with their majestic momentum. Everyone was bleeding and then hit by the black dragon, and finally died suddenly.

The scene that looked like the earth was shattering made Xiao Wu's face turn pale with fright. He didn't know any immortal cultivator-level methods, but he felt that the master's dozen or so palm moves were extremely beautiful, with a rainbow-like momentum and overwhelming atmosphere. It was definitely not a simple method.

"The fight is over, apprentice, do you see clearly? This is the most powerful method for a teacher. Do you want to learn it?"

There was a gulping sound in his throat, and the young boy Xiao Wu nodded his head desperately like a chicken pecking at rice: "Master, I want to learn, I really want to learn."

"Haha, do you want to learn the dog-beating stick technique from before? That is also the famous stunt of my Beggar Clan. In this way, you can choose one of the two and let me see if you are greedy or not."

"Choose?" Xiao Wu was in a dilemma. He wanted to learn it, but after thinking for a long time, he finally chose: "Master, I want to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. This one looks more powerful."

Jia Yan hit him on the head with a stick, the thud was very clear.

"You little fool, remember, having a weapon in a fight is always better than bare hands. If you pick up someone else's sword with your bare hands, isn't that a fool?"