Chapter 43: Jungle encounter

Meng Xueli and others are located in the valley depression.
The blue and white clouds floated, the grass was green at the foot, there were humming insects in the forest, and a cool and moist breeze gently brushed the face. Compared to the twilight desert that just walked by, this place is really comfortable.
The mystery is self-contained. In this relatively closed and independent space, mountains, rivers, plants, birds and beasts are real. The clear white clouds above the head and the sun, moon, and stars are just illusions created by the breath of gargoyles.
Deep valleys, dense forests, grass. At first glance, Meng Xueli felt fit to ambush.
When the sharp wind breaking sounds from all directions, the arrow rain pours across his face, and he even has the feeling of being "sure enough".
"Who hides his head and hides his head, sneaks!" Zhang Suyuan drank, and the three long swords buzzed out of the sheath almost simultaneously.
"Zheng Zheng"!
The sharp sword shadows interweave, forming a three-sided barrier, the arrows were swept by the fast sword, and flew into the depths of the jungle.
They are excellent disciples of the younger generation of Hanshan. They go out in the same discipline and practice the same swordsmanship. They travel together to cooperate with the enemy. The tacit understanding of the battle and the speed of reaction need not be said. At this time, there was a three-legged momentum, protecting Meng Xueli in the Jianping airtight.
Meng Xueli was standing in the center, and the arrows with the runes were shot and nailed into the grass around them. The arrow's momentum was not reduced, and a dull blasting sound was heard. The grass scraps, mud, and gravel spattered as if Severe storms are coming.
Suddenly the heavy rain stopped, the deep forest was silent for a moment, and the three Hanshan disciples were a little stunned. They had just entered the secret realm, and they were ambushed without preparation. Now they have just entered a state of combat, and there is no movement across from them.
Suddenly heard Meng Xueli shouted: "Spread!"
He pointed at the point of the gun and took advantage of his support to suddenly raise his figure and jumped straight out of the center of the sword screen.
The sound was thunderous, and the three subconsciously listened to the command and quickly retreated backwards. At almost the same time, the huge explosion was deafening, leaving only a dazzling white light in the entire field of vision.
"boom!"
The smoke and dust filled, the earth and stone splashed. In front of the three men's horizontal swords, they saw a deep pit with a diameter of one foot in front of their original standing position. The sporadic fire light ignites the blades of grass and the smoke bursts.
A blasting debris was played across, but they did not damage them.
Fu Lu is complicated to make, expensive to build, and more flexible than magic tools. It is often used as a lifeguard for practitioners in battle.
That day, the sparrow first came to Hanshan to rescue Meng Xueli and ran away, saying that the demon fire would leave traces, so he had to use these human gadgets to sacrifice the demolition symbol. The Hanshan trestle that can lay the formation method can be blasted, which shows the power.
Meng Xueli sent a message to his companions: "Five people, breaking through obstacles, equipped with a crossbow, and fast body style." The crossbow shoots arrows densely. He shoots lightly while shooting arrows, so his position is not easy to determine.
"Elder Meng? Where are you?" Zhang Suyuan asked in amazement.
The mess is everywhere, the smoke is covering the sky, only Meng Xueli's voice is heard, but he is not seen. His voice fell, and four dark shadows flashed through the deep grass of the dense forest. The four men were wrapped in a black cloak with a hidden atmosphere. They could not see their faces clearly.
It turned out that the brief pause was to put away the bow and arrow sacs on the opposite side and exchange for short soldiers.
However, the three people of Hanshan were reminded that they had been prepared for a long time to form a standing sword.
"Zheng!"
When the sword fought, Zhang Suoyuan's heart sank, and the two sides were similar. They all cooperated with each other, not counting Meng Xueli in the early stage of concentrating. Elder Meng said that there are five people in the other party, and one person must still be hiding in the forest, looking for raid opportunities ...
Thinking of this, he suddenly heard a scream and screamed through the jungle!
No, Elder Meng is in danger!
Fang Cai Meng Xueli did not retreat but advanced, grabbing the instant before Fu Luo exploded, and flew into the forest.
After Jian Yu, there was a demolition symbol, and after Fu Luo was a melee, Meng Xueli thought, what is the way for this group of people? The play style is quite exquisite, and he is willing to give up his blood.
Everyone has their own purpose in entering the secret realm.
The core disciples of the Daemonists want to compete for a place, and the young disciples just want to gain insight and accumulate valuable experience.
The disciples of the Xiaomen School did not have the ambition to compete for the ranks. They collected rare ore and spirit grass in the secret territory and sold them to the refiner and alchemist to earn some spirit stones for the school and themselves.
Those who lack materials should collect resources, and those who have private enemies should take the opportunity to retaliate.
Even if someone is staring at himself, but the entry place of the secret realm is completely random, why is it so coincident?
As he thought, he flicked, squinting in a certain direction between the dense leaves of the tall tree, holding the gun with both hands, and flattened the spear horizontally with a slight shock.
The sharp spearpoint is like an arrow off the string, blasting out instantly, passing through the gap between the blades of grass, disappearing without a trace.
After a short breath, the three Hanshan and the four wearing black cloaks heard a scream at the same time, with incredible disbelief.
The ambush heard the sound offensive more violently, eager to get out but lost the rules and regulations, but repeatedly leaked flaws.
Meng Xueli didn't know, and was thinking about the same problem on the opposite side-how could it be so coincident?
This is the first time that everyone has come to the secret realm and is completely new to the environment.
This team is a strong individual who bought Yufu. He has high self-confidence and is good at ambushes. He just walked the other way and started to block and robbery as soon as he entered the secret.
They didn't know who would pass by here, just watch the dish and serve. I never thought that the first fat sheep would be particularly fat and fat.
Meng Xueli's cultivation is not good, and his identity is special. To save his life in the secret realm, he will inevitably bring innumerable magic weapons, and everything is a rare treasure.
They are right in this way of thinking. Even the head of Hanshan and the masters of the peaks told Meng Xueli: "If you bring more things, you should use them."
The practitioners do not want to be restrained by the martial arts, or betray the martial arts for some reason, so they become wandering around. There is no sect behind you to rely on support, you can only rely on yourself to work harder. Under such conditions, the strong who can reach the obstacle-breaking environment will naturally have stronger combat power than the ordinary obstacle-breaking environment.
This is the case with this team, who believes that the main disciples will only fight in the battle of the platform, do not understand the real battle in the natural environment, and are naive and stupid. In the case of robbery, the first sentence even asked "who", and if you shout again, "Guangtianhualang, Langlangtiankun, thieves are rude," it makes people laugh.
They talked to each other to determine the details of the raid, and Meng Xueli was the weakest breakthrough.
Even if Arrow Rain is useless, the demolition rune should have broken up the three-man sword array. But from the moment Meng Xueli jumped out of Jianping, things became uncontrolled.
He is brisk and can avoid the explosion. The gun head was shot as a hidden weapon, and it was three inches long. The man who was proficient in stealth and prepared to attack was penetrated by his shoulder blades and nailed to the tree trunk, and the blood was flowing wildly.
Then he returned to join the seven-man battle. The long stick swept, and actually hit four broken obstacles left and right, unable to fight back.
Meng Xueli chopped melons and vegetables as easily as he could, and turned to the shocked Hanshan disciple: "All back."
The three did not dare to leave him alone, and refused to retreat.
Just listen to an angry voice in a black cloak: "He is not Meng Xueli, this is the mask of disguise! Let's count!"
Meng Xueli was a little speechless and was about to overturn this person with a single shot.