Survival in Uncharted: I Can Raise Reward Levels

The middle-aged swordsman paced slowly while talking,

"So this time, we must treat the challenge of the Survival Faction as an equal opponent, and we must not underestimate or be careless. I will fight the Survival Faction together with the elders and the guardians, and completely defeat them."

"Follow the order of the head!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten or so powerful swordsmen below immediately agreed.

When the Qinghe Sword Sect was serious about the challenge of the Survival Sect, Zhang Yang also did not underestimate the opponent. At this time, Zhang Yang had already flown to the Mietianmen garrison that had just been captured, that is, to a place close to the Qinghe Sword Sect.

"Have the reconnaissance planes been arranged?"

At this moment, Zhang Yang asked Liu Jinhao who was beside him in gray clothes,

"Sect Leader, it has been arranged. If there is any situation within a radius of five hundred miles, I will know immediately."

"Well, you have to be careful, you can't let the people of Qinghe Sword Sect seize the opportunity and attack the members of our sect."

Facing the Qinghe Sword Sect, Zhang Yang mainly cared about the safety of the survivors, and didn't want them to suffer too many casualties.

After communicating with Liu Jinhao, Zhang Yang teleported several times and arrived at Lin Qingqing's side. Lin Qingqing was practicing in a spacious room at this time.

Chapter 263 Mutation

"This big battle is about to start, and you don't want to rest and recuperate?"

In the practice room, looking at Lin Qingqing who was practicing diligently, Zhang Yang couldn't help smiling at her.

After listening to his words, Lin Qingqing quickly paid off, wiped the tiny sweat from her forehead, and responded:

"I feel that I may break through to the Xiaocheng realm at any time, and I just wonder if I can achieve the second rank before the big battle, but unfortunately it is still a little bit short."

"Don't be impatient, follow your own pace, rest assured, we will definitely win this challenge."

Seeing Lin Qingqing working so hard, Zhang Yang comforted him.

"I know, but I still want to make myself stronger and put in more effort."

Lin Qingqing nodded after hearing this, and said that she was not nervous about the strength of the survival faction, but wanted to share some pressure for Zhang Yang.

"Well, when the time comes, I will be responsible for dealing with the head and main force of the Qinghe Sword Sect, and the others will be handed over to you. In addition, you should protect other survivors as much as you can, so that they will die less."

Zhang Yang already has a plan for how to fight this battle. He didn't take any action against the Iron Fist Gang and other small sects in the sect before. This time, he plans to fight the Qinghe Sword Sect to take the lead and eliminate the main force of the Qinghe Sword Sect by himself .

His plan is not arrogant, but considering that the sword cultivator's attack power is very powerful, the attack distance is relatively long, and he can fly around the sky very flexibly. Even if the survivors in the survival faction have guns, they can It may not be possible to take advantage of it. Only if he puts more effort and kills all the stronger opponents can the survival group win steadily.

After a brief conversation with Lin Qingqing, Zhang Yang communicated with Liu Jinhao, Anna, Xi Na and others, and pointed out their main tasks, and then asked He Junhui to gather the survivors and held a mobilization meeting, emphasizing that In order for everyone to cooperate with each other and use the firearms in their hands to deal with the invading enemies.

After this meeting, everyone rested for a short time, and in the evening, they received the news that the Qinghe Sword Sect was attacking.

"Master, about two hundred miles to the southeast, Qin Yuan, the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect, is leading about 300 people to us with swords, and will arrive soon."

Liu Jinhao, who was in charge of the investigation, came to Zhang Yang's side and reported to him.

"Only 300 people? Doesn't the Qinghe Sword Sect have more than 1000 sword cultivators?"

Zhang Yang questioned after hearing this.

"I've confirmed that there are only about 300 people. Qin Yuan led ten third-rank sword cultivators and hundreds of fourth-rank sword cultivators. This kind of battle is almost full of high-end combat power for the Qinghe Sword Sect. It's close to Going all out."

Liu Jinhao, who was born in the Qinghe Sword Sect, explained.

"Well, you continue to investigate the surrounding area, and tell the guardian if you have any situation, and I will come as soon as I go."

Zhang Yang gave an order, and the figure disappeared directly in place, teleported to the sky above the Mietianmen station, and flew towards the southeast quickly.

He flew there for more than ten miles, and before he saw the figures of the Qinghe Sword Sect members wielding their swords, he first sensed a huge and sharp killing intent coming from the southeast, and a cyan streamer struck directly from a distance. Towards him, it was like an arrow of perdition from the bowstring.

"The fire of justice."

Seeing this, Zhang Yang didn't dodge it, because he sensed that the cyan streamer had locked himself, so he used the flame ability endowed to him by the Eternal Flame Necklace to fight against it, allowing the gold-level flames to block the water-type flames. Flying sword attack.

About 500 meters in front of Zhang Yang, golden flames quickly formed, converging into long swords, and attacking the swiftly attacking blue streamer.

After the two rays of light, one golden and one blue, collided with each other, a violent explosion occurred immediately. The cyan streamer was swallowed up by the golden flame arrow, obviously losing the wind, but the golden flame arrow itself also consumed most of its energy. Quickly disappear into nothingness.

"This Qin Yuan's attack is so powerful, even my gold-level flame can't get much benefit."

Seeing this, Zhang Yang couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart.

Then a crescent-shaped blue golden-stringed longbow appeared in his hand, he charged towards the southeast for a while, and then fired a icy arrow that would explode violently.

Since the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect fired a long-distance flying sword attack at his side, he naturally couldn't let his side be beaten in vain and had to pay back, so he took out the longbow of the Messenger of Peace and pointed at the Qinghe Sword Sect. A burst of long-range attacks were fired from there.

A little time ago, at the Qinghe Sword Sect, Qin Yuan, who was leading the three hundred sword repairmen to Yujian to the west, quickly sensed Zhang Yang's attack intention a hundred miles away, and immediately responded, without seeing his hand pinch. What kind of sword art, a 30-meter-long cyan giant sword quickly formed in front of him, and then went towards the direction Zhang Yang shot, and went to intercept Zhang Yang before he opened his bow.

Zhang Yang then let go of the peace messenger's long bow and the arrow shot was quickly intercepted by the huge flying sword released by Qin Yuan. The two collided and exploded in the air, forming a white mushroom cloud, canceling each other's power.

"The longbow in this Yang's hand is really a rare treasure, the arrows it shoots can resist my Qinghe Feijian..."

Qin Yuan, the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect, sensed the situation in the distance, and he couldn't help touching his long beard, feeling a little unbelievable.

He already knew Zhang Yang's strength is very strong, but according to the information he collected, Zhang Yang's melee attack is more threatening, and his long-distance attack can only be said to be not bad. Swordsmanship, however, was directly resisted by the opponent, and did not take advantage of it. Now that the opponent even casually took out a longbow to launch an attack, he had to deal with it seriously, which made him feel that Zhang Yang's long-distance attack ability should not be underestimated.

After having this kind of cognition, Qin Yuan didn't continue to release the flying sword capable of attacking thousands of miles to test Zhang Yang's side. Instead, he condensed a blue flying giant sword around Zhang Yang along an arc-shaped route, Directly hit Zhang Yang's current base camp, which is the previous residence of Mie Tianmen.

"Except for this Zhang Yang, there should be no one in the Survival faction who can take my attack. Now I will let the Survival faction die to only one."

Qin Yuan mastered the powerful swordsmanship that can strike thousands of miles away, but he didn't choose to attack the place where everyone from the Survival Faction was before, because Zhang Yang was there, and the flying sword he fired would most likely be caught by Zhang Yang. Now that he sensed that Zhang Yang had left there through his own secret technique, he could try to attack Zhang Yang's lair and destroy his disciples first.

However, he thought well, and soon felt that the Qinghe Feijian he had fired had been bombarded to pieces by the powerful attack, and had completely dissipated in the sky and earth before reaching the destination.

"He was blasted to death by that kind of ice arrow again? It seems that Zhang Yang's detection ability is good, and he has already noticed my purpose."

Qin Yuan was not too surprised by this. The enemy was a second-rank expert at his level, so it was not a big deal to be able to handle such a small trick. At the same time, he also raised his hand to stop the three hundred Yujian sword repairmen behind him. In the air, he looked at the figure of a young man who was flying quickly out of thin air in front of him.

He and Zhang Yang have already met.

"You are Qin Yuan, the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect, right? I am Zhang Yang, the head of the Survival Sect who challenged you. If your Qinghe Sword Sect wants to continue to exist, you can choose to surrender to me now."

Zhang Yang stood in mid-air at this time, and said to Qin Yuan, a middle-aged man in green clothes with a very powerful Yujian in front of him, his tone was neither too urgent nor too slow, as if he was talking about an ordinary matter.

"A madman!"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, an old man with a sword behind Qin Yuan yelled at Zhang Yang with anger on his face. His face was full of beard and hair, and there were a few traces of red, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Elder Long, don't get angry, let me and this son have two tricks first."

Qin Yuan, the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect, heard Zhang Yang's arrogant words, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he smiled and stopped the elder Long who was about to attack with his sword.