Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

In fact, even the Yellow Crane in its heyday could hardly subdue a Hundred Mosquito King and a Thousand Mosquito King at the same time.Not to mention that he was exhausted at this time, and his spiritual power was greatly consumed.

Huang He's actions at this time are undoubtedly going to die.

With a calm temperament like Shouxi, he couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart:

"Is this distress talisman sent out to ask people from the same clan to come and collect his body?"

Huang He rushed forward, deep in his heart, and for a moment, a trace of panic flashed involuntarily.

"... Am I going to die?"

But his eyes sharpened suddenly: "Death is death. It is more important than fighting results! Damn it, we must not lose to that mask boy!"

The yellow crane's body burst out, driving the flock of cranes to meet the five sharp mouthparts of the Thousand Mosquito King.

"what!"

The Yellow Crane roared, and the general avoided the attack of the Hundred Mosquito King, and rushed towards the Thousand Mosquito King.

Now that he has the determination to die, he must shoot down a Thousand Mosquito King, which is a good deal.

Shouxi couldn't help but curse out loud.

The Hundred Mosquito King is an illusion, and it is nothing if it is attacked.

The Thousand Mosquito King is a real beast, not to mention anything else, just a prick with its mouthparts can directly suck the blood of the yellow crane dry.

In desperation, Shouxi bit the bullet and stepped forward.

when!

Hearing the violent sound of metal colliding, Huang He only felt that there was a strong wind blowing in front of him. He closed his eyes tightly and pressed the straw hat on his head tightly to avoid the end of the hat being blown away by the strong wind.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a young monk who was about half a head taller than him, wearing a dark black cloak, standing in front of him.

He raised his right hand to block Qian Mosquito King's sharp mouthparts.

On the arm, there is something like black iron floating on the skin, exuding a deep luster.

"Let's go!" Shou Xi waved his hands back and shouted vigorously.

"Who are you?" Huang He was very embarrassed, "Why should I listen to you?"

"..."

Shouxi was silent for a while, unable to answer.All his mind was shared with the fierce mosquito in front of him.That is the King of Thousand Mosquitoes!Shouxi had never dealt with a beast as high as Jindan alone.What's more, there are a thousand swamp mosquitoes with three mouthparts behind this high-ranking Jindan.

In the blink of an eye, Shou Xi fought with Qian Mosquito King more than dozens of times, and if he was negligent, his right shoulder was cut into two cuts by Qian Mosquito King's sharp mouthparts.

The strong smell of blood filled Qian Mosquito King's nostrils in an instant, it stared at Shou Xi greedily and viciously, and the attack became faster and faster.

"..."

Shouxi was helpless.

Huang He, who was behind him, obviously had no intention of running away, seeing Shouxi rushing out, he still regarded him as an enemy, and instead of fighting the Thousand Mosquito King with him, turned to attack the Hundred Mosquito King.

The injured Shouxi had to be distracted to manipulate the mirage dragon and make illusions.

Multitasking, soon, two more blood holes appeared on Shouxi's thigh.

There is no way!

Shou Xi's expression was solemn, and he resorted to the last resort countermeasure.

I saw him pinching the formula with his right hand, manipulating the Hundred Mosquito King behind him.

The Hundred Mosquito King, who was fighting fiercely with the Yellow Crane, suddenly changed direction, flapped his wings towards Shouxi, and flew over.

Huang He let out a little gasp, for some reason the Hundred Mosquito King suddenly attacked Shouxi.

But he and Shouxi are enemies, even if Shouxi came out to defend just now, Huang He couldn't bear the shame to come forward to help for a while.

Shouxi had a very difficult time dealing with the attacks of the Hundred Mosquito King and the Thousand Mosquito King.

Danger!

Huang He's heart skipped a beat, and he roared, "Be careful!"

That's too late.Seeing Shouxi's body tilted slightly, the sharp mouthparts of the Hundred Mosquito King greedily pierced his left shoulder, almost brushing his heart, passing through his ribs, piercing Shouxi across the body.

"Damn it!" Huang He rushed forward frantically, manipulating the group of cranes, desperately snatching Shouxi back from the mouth of the Hundred Mosquito King.

After all, he is an upright disciple of a famous school, even in a competition, he can't just watch Shouxi die in front of him.

Shouxi coughed wildly, spit out a lot of blood, and said tremblingly, "Go!"

This time, Huang He was not stubborn anymore, he tapped a few key points on Shouxi's chest to stop the bleeding, Huang He picked up Shouxi without hesitation, turned around and ran away.

Shouxi pretended to be weak, and after a while, couldn't help shouting: "Hurry up, the Thousand Mosquito King is about to catch up!"

Huang He was out of breath, fighting for his life, and was blamed by Shouxi, couldn't bear it, and yelled back: "Bastard, you are so injured that you are half dead, and you dare to scold me. Believe it or not, I will leave you here and let you face it alone. Mosquito swarm?"

"I saw you sending out the help array, why haven't you met the disciples of the Dongling Immortal Sect yet?"

"How do I know?"

Shouxi became anxious for a while, seeing that the Thousand Mosquito King was about to stab Huang He in the ass, he was about to jump off Huang He's back and run away by himself at the risk of being exposed as a trick.

Thousand Mosquito King, who was following closely behind Shouxi and the two, suddenly shook his head.

It stopped suddenly, its wings flapped empty, and its eyes rolled around.Soon, Thousand Mosquito King's gaze stopped at the east.

The Thousand Mosquito King struggled to look at Shouxi and the Yellow Crane not far away, and then turned his head to look to the east. After repeating several times, the Thousand Mosquito King screamed and led all the mosquito beasts to fly to the east.

Huang He couldn't hold on any longer, his legs went limp, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Shouxi was carried on the back by the Yellow Crane, and fell upside down, almost pressed into the soil like a tree.In desperation, he put his hands on the ground suddenly, turned away from the Yellow Crane's back, lay on his back, and fell hard onto the swamp. In an instant, mud splashed everywhere.

Not far to the east, the direction Thousand Mosquito King flew to.

The mountain trails are dangerous, and the fog in Xianzong is deep.

From a distance, one can see a black and cold mountain range, towering so high that it supports the sky, and it has tens of millions of mountains.

In the mountains, the light is dim, and the miasma is across the sky.

In the haze, a big bird can be vaguely seen flapping its wings and hovering in the mist.

If you get closer, you can hear the humming of big birds flapping their wings.There were two young monks sitting cross-legged on the back of the big bird.The two monks were wearing fiery red and snow white robes and masks.

They are tall, thin and elegant.

If you look carefully at the 'big bird' under the two of them, you will be horrified to find that this is not a bird or beast, but a fierce beast unique to Zhengwuzhou, the Swamp Mosquito King.

The snout of the Swamp King Mosquito trembled, and six frightening mouthparts swayed and probed in front of the Ten Thousand Mosquito King.A pair of black bean-like eyes keenly patrolled around.

Qian Qing, who was sitting behind Wan Mosquito King, put her right index finger around her lips, and blew a clear and sweet long whistle from time to time, resounding through the sky.

Behind Qianqing, Lin Zichu, who was holding his waist with one hand, felt the tense abdominal muscles when Qianqing whistled, and couldn't help sighing, why Qianqing whistled so powerfully.

His whistle is not only crisp, but also extremely loud, to the point where the sound can be transmitted thousands of miles away.

The whistling sound attracted more and more swamp mosquitoes.

Looking from a distance, behind the huge King of Mosquitoes, there are countless black spots densely packed like sesame seeds.

It was an uncountable swarm of fierce mosquitoes.

Attracted by Qianqing's whistle, they tried their best to follow behind Qianqing.

A large swarm of mosquitoes is like a black cloud passing through the territory, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

It is also like a bee swarm migrating, with a deafening buzz.

Qian Qing rode on the Ten Thousand Mosquito King, leading the mosquito swarm behind her, flying all the way.

It's like a god descending from the sky, unstoppable.

"Brother," Qian Qing flicked her finger that was completely soaked in saliva, only feeling that her lips were a little numb.The monk was so strong and felt uncomfortable. One could imagine how many times Qianqing had blown the whistle just now.He turned his head and said to Lin Zichu with a roaring voice: "This level should be enough, right?"

Lin Zichu nodded, seeing Qianqing's hard work, couldn't help leaning on his back, and raised his hand to stroke Qianqing's hair.

"Enough." Lin Zichu replied loudly: "No matter how hard Dongling Xianzong works, no one can attract so many swamp mosquito kings like you."

These words were a bit arrogant and loud, which didn't seem to fit Lin Zichu's personality.

Lin Zichu really didn't look like someone who would say such a thing.According to his personality, even if it is a certainty, he will not say that he will win and so on.

But as long as it involves Qianqing, seeing Qianqing working so hard, Lin Zichu will feel a strong sense of pride in his heart, which makes him extremely confident, trusting Qianqing beyond everything, and feeling that no one in the world can compare to Qianqing.

Lin Zichu's mood was agitated, and he gently leaned his head on Qianqing's shoulder.

Qian Qing looked back at the sun, calculated the time, and said: "Brother, there is still half an hour before the competition is over. Let's go back."

"it is good."

Qian Qing patted Wan Mosquito King's neck and said, "Let's go, we're going back."

The other monks of Dongling Xianzong and Kuendingzong had already been waiting at the gathering place.

They are not very clear about the terrain of the Optimus Pillar, and they are afraid that they will miss the time and invalidate the result of the competition.

Only Qian Qing, relying on Wan Mosquito King's familiarity with the terrain, dared to rush back half an hour before the end of the competition.

When the two of Qianlin were still some distance away from the meeting point, the monks of Dongling Xianzong and Kuendingzong had already released the swamp mosquito kings they had captured in advance, and counted them one by one.

Dongling Xianzong is worthy of being the number one sect in Liaoji Continent, and its disciples have extremely high fighting skills. On the Pillar of the Sky in Zhengwu Continent, those who are not familiar with the place of life actually captured two of the Hundred Mosquito King 550 and the Thousand Mosquito King [-]. Even the King of Ten Thousand Mosquitoes captured two heads!

On the other hand, Shouxi almost sighed when he looked at the results of the battle of the monks of the Kumo sect.

Under the Kumo Sect, a total of 53 Hundred Mosquito Kings, five Thousand Mosquito Kings, and Ten Thousand Mosquito Kings were captured.

"Hehe." The monk who led the Dongling Xianzong team chuckled twice, looked at the time, and said, "Where are the two boys wearing masks in your sect? If they dare not come out, it goes without saying That's all."

At this moment, a loud buzzing was heard behind him.

A young man said loudly:

"Who dares to come out!"

The leader monk of Dongling Xianzong looked back in astonishment.

I saw a dense swarm of mosquitoes gathered behind me, as if the buzzing sound of a swarm of bees was coming from the swarm of mosquitoes behind me.

There are two monks, condescending, standing on the head of a mountain-sized mosquito king.

After saying that, two monks, one red and one white, suddenly jumped from the head of the Ten Thousand Mosquito King.

The violent fall caused the robes of the two to bulge and be lifted, and the black hair was thrown back wildly.

The body shape is like a sky-splitting giant sword, with a strong aura of destroying heaven and earth, falling fiercely from a high altitude.

When the two stood firm, the swamp under their feet had been smashed into a deep depression in the shape of four footprints.

Qianqing covered her eyes, looked at the sunlight by the mountain, and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, we've caught up."

Then he sneered again and again: "Who said that the result of the competition is needless to say?"

The leading monk was frightened by the mosquito swarm behind him, and then saw Qianqing and Lin Zichu fell to the ground in shock, and fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say in response.

If calculated carefully, Qianqing and Lin Zichu did come here at the last moment, and the result of the competition was valid.The leading monk really didn't expect that a monk could come here in such a short time, so he thought that his side would definitely win.Just now he had spoken so deadly, now Qian Qing interrupted him, it was really embarrassing.

The leading monk said hoarsely: "The Swamp Mosquito King you captured..."

Seeing Qianqing wave her hand, pointing at the swarm of mosquitoes that looked like dark clouds behind her, she said: "These are the marsh mosquito kings tamed by me and elder brother, how many are there, please ask the Taoist friends of Dongling Immortal Sect to replace the two of us." Check it out."

The cultivators of the End of Suffering Sect could no longer control their excitement, shouted, rushed forward, and surrounded their little fairy master.

The monk of Dongling Xianzong raised his head, his consciousness scattered, as if he wanted to take stock.

But they soon gave up, looking at each other, dejected.

Such a huge number of mosquito swarms, it would take a year and a half for ordinary people to count them.

But the monk can know the approximate number just by looking up.

Someone said in a hoarse voice: "This...is this bringing all the swamp mosquito kings from Optimus Prime?"

"Who is that kid?"

"At this age...is it possible? No, it shouldn't be."

"Hey, my Great Eastern Tomb Immortal Sect's face is completely lost by me and the others..."