Chapter 1745 A Mission that Cannot Fail

"Master Ying, this time I asked you and Yuan Ying to kill only two enemies, but in the end one of you died. What about the escaped female cultivator?"

The middle-aged cultivator looked at the burly man coldly again. After hearing this, a trace of panic flashed across his face. Then he lowered his head and saluted with his fists crossed.

At the moment he lowered his head, a gleam of light quietly passed through the depths of his eyes, but no one saw it.

"The cultivator who died just now has reached the late stage of the spirit transformation, especially the magic weapon he held, which is really strong.

Yuan Ying should have been careless and was killed by the opponent in an instant. As for the female cultivator, I... I..."

When the burly man said this, his voice was already inaudible.

"Hmph, then you have fought with that female cultivator. Have you found any characteristics of her skills?"

The middle-aged cultivator said dissatisfiedly.

"Speed ​​and defense are very strong, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid my secret attack!"

The burly man answered quickly this time.

"Speed ​​and defense? Is there still speed... We have to leave here quickly. After the female cultivator escaped, it is impossible to bring reinforcements in a short time.

But this place is not a place for us to stay for a long time. This mission has not been truly completed. We cannot report to the higher-ups when we go back.

Now we will rush to Xianhe Manor to see if the female cultivator still dares to go there!"

Although the middle-aged cultivator was dissatisfied with the burly man and the dead subordinate, he also sensed the woman's actions at that moment because he controlled the formation.

This time, five of the six people in Huangqi Valley died, and they also received four escorts. Apart from the cultivator who blew himself up, the employer would not be satisfied with this result.

Just such a result, he was also shocked in his heart.

He was shocked that among the six people in Huangqi Valley this time, he originally thought that the late-stage cultivator who entered the core of the formation was the focus of the attack.

Unexpectedly, the man and woman who fell on the periphery of the formation were the most difficult two.

The treasure on a person can shield the divine sense, and even he is jealous and wants to get it.

And the woman is even more weird. She should have the magic weapon that he covets. The other party actually tore his formation under the pursuit of Master Ying.

When he found out, the other party disappeared in an instant when she left the formation.

The other party seemed to have prepared a teleportation talisman long ago, and immediately crushed the teleportation talisman as soon as she left the formation.

Even his divine sense could not find the female cultivator again afterwards, which made him shocked. What could the other party use to tear his formation?

Although it was only a very thin crack, and it was restored in less than half a breath, the other party escaped with it.

After thinking about some things, he knew that time was running out, so he only reprimanded Master Ying and temporarily stopped pursuing his responsibility.

After all, Master Ying lost the other party in the chase and escape, and even his formation could not trap the other party. That person is indeed very skilled.

While the middle-aged monk was speaking, he swung his sleeves, and suddenly from the rain curtains around him, purple rays of light flew towards him like meteors that cut through the darkness.

Those were the formation flags, which were reflected in the rain curtains and water light, and they looked purple and bright...

At the same time, a thin dark red blade suddenly appeared under the feet of the middle-aged monk. As soon as the dark red blade appeared, it immediately grew to more than ten feet.

The man and woman standing not far from the middle-aged monk, without the other party's instructions, immediately stretched their bodies and flew onto the dark red blade.

And the burly man named Shi Ying was taking out the pill and swallowing it, and his movements were obviously a little slower.

At the moment when the middle-aged monk looked over coldly, the burly man had no time to refine it, and hurriedly flew onto the dark red blade.

Then, the dark red blade blurred and twisted slightly in the dark night, and rushed directly into the pouring rain curtain. Then the dark red light flashed again, and then it completely disappeared...

On the dark red blade, the middle-aged monk stood alone in front with his hands behind his back, and the three people behind him stood quietly with their hands hanging down, standing behind him like that, and no one spoke.

The middle-aged monk was thinking about something quickly in his mind at this time. The target of his group actually ran away.

"The strength of the female cultivator who escaped was only the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, and the thing that helped her escape should be a forbidden treasure.

If she used a teleportation talisman later, it is obvious that the ability of this teleportation talisman cannot be directed to Xianhe Manor.

Otherwise, if they had this ability, why would they need to take such a risky journey.

Generally speaking, this kind of temporary teleportation is non-directional teleportation. Even if she had thought of a retreat, she should not have prepared in advance.

But she escaped from my spiritual awareness in an instant, so the distance was not short...

According to normal people's thinking, our attack has been exposed, so our ambushes should not be so dense in the following journey.

In this case, will the female cultivator have a fluke mentality? After all, she still has a certain chance to reach Xianhe Manor.

If she takes a detour, we will have to ambush at least from four directions on a certain route, but obviously we don't have enough time.

In this regard, the female cultivator should have thought of it...

Calculated by the distance she teleported, it was quite far. The time it took us to go back and forth here was only about two hundred breaths at most.

As long as she didn't happen to be teleporting in the right direction and landed in the direction of Xianhe Village, then she would definitely arrive before us. "

Of course, the middle-aged monks don't need to divide their troops to pursue them. Their mission is to prevent the other party from sending anything to Xianhe Village.

"So, I still have the opportunity to set up an ambush again within a certain distance from Xianhe Village...

But if the female cultivator is frightened out of fear, she may return to Huangqi Valley, then this mission will naturally be considered completed by us.

But if the worst happens... and I only have four things my employer needs on hand... I might be able to talk to my employer about it.

But...but in this case, it is inevitable that there will be a dispute of words..."

In his mind, the middle-aged monk kept thinking about various situations that would happen next, but once the result he least wanted to see occurred, it would be troublesome.

He was very worried about the escaped female cultivator. After casting the non-directional teleportation talisman, she was teleported to a place very close to Xianhe Village by accident.

So if he rushes over at this time, he may not be able to catch up with the other party. As long as the other party hands over the escort, he will definitely be punished after returning this time.

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The four of them moved forward quickly in the dark night, and the four of them were silent all the way.

When it was almost dawn, the torrential rain finally turned into light rain, and there was a slight light on the horizon.

"We are still about 10,000 miles away from Xianhe Village. Don't move, be alert to the surrounding situation, and wait until I set up a formation before leaving this magic weapon!"

The middle-aged monk looked at a large river that appeared in front of him. The water there had already become extremely turbid due to heavy rains. It was making sounds like roaring dragons and rolling downstream.

He has already inquired about the surrounding environment of Xianhe Village and is already quite familiar with it. This is also the most basic understanding for people like them.

The middle-aged monk took the three of them to a place about ten thousand miles away from Xianhe Village. This approach was already too risky.

If he is discovered by people in the village, even if he competes with him based on his cultivation, it will be a disaster.

Therefore, he asked the remaining three people to stay on the flying magic weapon first. That magic weapon has the restriction of concealing the aura. Besides, staying on top can save a lot of time even if they escape for their lives.

The location he chose was an excellent hiding place, and he could also identify people coming from at least two directions.

He felt that this was the most likely direction for the female cultivator to come. Of course, this was just gambling on luck.

In fact, here, if we divide our troops in four directions, we can block the opponent to the greatest extent.

But in that case, the possibility of their exposure will also increase exponentially.

Because in Xianhe Manor, there are strong men who even middle-aged monks would run away after hearing the news.

Therefore, they only have one chance, so they must concentrate their efforts and kill them with one strike.

After that, he fled thousands of miles away in an instant!

Of course, in addition to this, the middle-aged monk had more important reasons, which made him even more unable to divide his forces.

In fact, he could come and intercept the female cultivator himself, but he didn't intend to use these three subordinates in vain. They were doing things under the nose of Xianhe Village.

Once he fails to lure the female cultivator into the trap, he may have to take action forcefully later. If exposed, then these three people will also be one of his trump cards to escape...

Near the place chosen by the middle-aged monk, there were some small monster beasts, and there were even more beasts that had not yet developed their intelligence.

They can use the chaotic atmosphere here to cover their whereabouts, but even so, staying here is quite dangerous.

While the middle-aged monk was talking, he lightly stepped on the dark red blade and dropped it towards a location by the river below.

At a certain place on the river bank, there is a field that is as tall as a person and covered with dense thatch.

When the four people fell, there was no space fluctuation during flight. As a master of the assassination organization, the concealment effect of this flying magic weapon is really strong.

The dark red blade floated quietly on the top of the thatch. The three people behind looked at each other, and they had already restrained their auras.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness no longer goes out, but he just keeps looking around with his eyes!

The middle-aged monk flicked his robe sleeves, and several formation flags flew out quietly, but only four of them shot into the ground around them in an instant.

Immediately, the middle-aged monk began to use the magic formula. His movements were extremely fast, but they were silent from beginning to end...

After more than ten breaths, the voice of the middle-aged monk entered the minds of the three people.

"After you go down, just wait for the order. This place is very close to Xianhe Village, and I am not completely sure that I can hide it from the strong men in the village.

You just stay here until I don't let you make any more moves. If something big happens because of you, don't go back alive again! "

There was endless chill in the middle-aged monk's voice. This was the last chance for this mission.

After hearing the words, the three god-transforming monks immediately nodded their heads with great respect.

Then, after they stepped out of the dark red blades, they chose a place and immediately sat cross-legged.

The hovering dark red blade shrank in an instant, turned into a beam of light, and flew into the middle-aged monk's storage ring.

The middle-aged monk was like a ghost, without any movement, and had already arrived at a place about five meters away from the three people, and also sat down cross-legged.

The three people knew that the place should be the center of the formation, but they could not see it, and they only relied on experience to guess.

Soon, the four of them closed their eyes, and there was only the sound of wind around them.

The sky outside was gray, dark clouds were heavy, and the rain was like silk. The gusts of slanting wind and drizzle were completely drowned by the roaring sound of the water under the embankment...

At this time, even if someone walked by the shore, they would not find any abnormality in the thatched grass on the shore.

Those thatched grasses still let the rain hit them in the rain, and then those crystal clear water droplets gathered along the leaf stems at a slow speed.

Until finally, they condensed into a drop of water and slid down silently...

Time passed quickly. When half an hour passed, the four people were still sitting cross-legged, and they had never moved their bodies.

At some point, the female cultivator suddenly opened her eyes quietly, and then used the corner of her eyes to glance at the middle-aged cultivator five meters away.

The middle-aged cultivator was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was quietly releasing his spiritual sense to detect the situation outside.

The female cultivator narrowed her eyes slightly, and then her slender fingers, covered by her sleeves, fell to the ground.

A magical power was invisible and quietly extended to one side...

Soon, her magical power was directly blocked by a restriction not far away.

Although no light burst out, a small area in the space beside her could be seen to be slightly distorted.

But that was all, and then the formation returned to normal, but after this phenomenon appeared, it was strange that no one was awakened.

Even the middle-aged cultivator in the late stage of refining emptiness, this set of formations was sacrificed by him, and it was always connected with his mind.

But he still closed his eyes, as if he didn't notice it.

After a few more breaths, the female cultivator suddenly stood up, and her figure floated in front of the middle-aged cultivator.

But after she stood up, the burly man and the young man who were close to her were still motionless, looking unaware.

When the female cultivator flew in front of the middle-aged cultivator, she suddenly stretched out a hand and instantly reached for the palm of the middle-aged cultivator on his knees.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared, and several storage rings on the middle-aged cultivator's fingers were actually in the hands of the female cultivator.

However, for this sudden mysterious situation, the middle-aged cultivator still did not move, sitting cross-legged like a statue.

This scene was very strange!

At this moment, everything was like being isolated from space and time, changing rapidly and silently, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.

After the female cultivator held several storage rings in her hand, she seemed to be checking them, but without warning, she suddenly raised her palm and slapped the middle-aged cultivator in the face.

Her movements were as fast as thunder, so fast that only the afterimage of her palm could be seen.

But just when her palm was about to hit the other party's forehead, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly raised one hand. His body, which was originally without breath, was surging with mana.

Although his body was still cross-legged, it seemed as if he was sitting on a piece of ice. He suddenly slid to the side and dodged the female cultivator's palm in a flash.

"Hurry!"

The female cultivator's palm passed by the middle-aged cultivator's ear with a dull sound, scratching his cheek and causing a dull pain.

While dodging, the middle-aged cultivator also pointed out a finger, and a long ice cone appeared on the tip of his index finger.

The opponent attacked swiftly, but the middle-aged monk dodged faster and more suddenly!

Before, even if the opponent took away the storage ring on his finger, he seemed to be dead, but now the attack was just as powerful as thunder!

"Swish!"

Just when the two of them were fighting, the female cultivator suddenly "gulped" and fell heavily to the ground in an instant.

A big hole had appeared on the back of her head, and a white pulp with red threads immediately flowed down her entire neck and back.

This made her originally snow-white, slender jade neck that made people want to pity no longer so beautiful, and her graceful figure became soft.

The middle-aged monk had just released all his mana and consciousness at this time, and he was relieved when he saw that he had succeeded in one blow.

He had been holding his breath and waiting, but the next moment, his heart twitched violently.