Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 228: Using the formation to kill the enemy, Zhang Cheng and his team suffered no casualties. However, due to the limitations of the formation, the team was in trouble after facing the mutant hornets with flight capabilities, flexibility and maneuverability. After a slight hesitation, the entire team was surrounded by thousands of monster wasps in the valley. Although the barriers of mountain walls, trees and vines, and the effectiveness of formations, allowed the team members to confront these "monsters" that only appeared in movies and novels, but due to the lack of effective means of killing, It's nowhere near as fast as a wasp. Therefore, Zhang Cheng and the others were trapped in the valley, and the situation was quite dangerous. "The situation will be very bad if this continues. Is there anything you can do, masters?" Zhang Cheng's anxious voice came from the Sancai formation flying above the two Tai Chi shield formations. "These things don't have strong attack power, but there are too many of them and they are faster than us. The sky-shielding net in the master's sect has a miraculous effect on them." The second master answered in his unique tone, even when he was rushing to kill. A few hours later, when Zhang Cheng was out of breath, the second master was still able to maintain his unique tone and answer Zhang Cheng's questions. "You can also avoid insect beads." This was the master's answer. After stimulating a white light from the dagger and directly cutting open an unlucky wasp in front of him, and after the whistling light dispersed several guys circling nearby, Zhang Cheng said with some complaint: "Two masters, now is It's time to die. Come out with something hard. Don't talk about the ones that are available. My mouth is blistering when you look at it." Another sword light passed by, and the two were looking for the opportunity. They swooped down to make a sneak attack. Because the Tai Chi shield formation was not working properly, the wasp of the team member who was singled out was cut into two by diagonal thrusts. The four pieces of wasp corpses, each cut in half, mixed with the blood and internal organs inside, covered the head and face of the team member below who had narrowly escaped death. After being stunned for a few seconds, the team member nodded gratefully to the direction above his head. After grabbing the shield that fell on the ground, he returned to the formation. He was hit hard by the continuous impact of three wasps. from. The long-term continuous fighting had left him physically exhausted. The internal energy in his body, which had surged several times, was now sluggish due to the constant consumption, and was knocked back to its original form. But in the crisis, everyone was working hard, and no one faced less pressure than him, so when he was pushed out of the Tai Chi shield array by several wasps that cooperated with the attack, his first reaction was to squat down and use his hands to He used his shield to protect the top of his head and quickly prepared to crouch in place for defense. He is familiar with the carefully coordinated fighting styles of the Wasp Monster, and he understands that the only one he can rely on at this time is himself. Only after he withstands the coming second wave of impact will he have a chance to be rescued by his teammates. This is The captain of their team gave everyone valuable experience at the cost of one arm. The moment he was about to squat on defense, the attack came. When the black shadow came towards the pavement carrying a sweet-smelling wind, the team member, who had no time to prepare a complete defensive posture, had to steady his horse, and then grabbed the guard lining of the shield with both hands, hoping that this piece would save him. His "partners" who had been there countless times continued to be effective and saved him one more time. This time his luck was not so good. The wasp, whose chance was too accurate, used a double attack of tail sting and sharp claws this time. When the wasp swooped down and the first round of tail sting attacks were deflected, what came immediately was the pull of several sharp claws. The lone player who was originally just guarding against the impact from above was able to withstand the powerful impact from directly above, but the successive pulls made him lose his shield as he began to rest. The team member who staggered and barely managed to fall down didn't have time to stabilize his pace. The first wasp that knocked off his shield had already flown away crookedly. The player who had been vacated in the upper space was now completely exposed to the enemy's attack range. The other two compound eyes flashed with ghostly light, and they arched their bodies. The wasps with long stings deep in their tails were roaring towards him. Under the crisis, the team member who had lost all means of defense could only adjust his posture with all his strength. He planned to catch these two hateful wasps even if he died. As long as he could restrain them with his body, Let them lose the ability to fly. I believe the teammates will know what to do. In a daze, he seemed to see the solemnity of his teammates in front of the black and white photo of himself, the cry of his white-haired mother, and the tears of his little sister. He didn't like this feeling. , but there is no extra choice at this time. I hope that my teammates can be safe. I should be able to become a martyr by doing this. He is proud of his teammates, proud of being born in the flower country, and happy to be able to become a martyr. That was when he was very young. Some dreams. His name is Zhao Lei. With a firm gaze flashing in his eyes, Zhao Lei tried his best to adjust his body posture, and planned to trade his own life for his comrades to kill more wasps. After all, Zhao Lei was not regarded as a martyr. The sword light that arrived in time from the sky passed over his head with coolness, and a pile of green and red liquid was poured on him along with the fragments of the wasp corpse. After being baptized by the monster juice, Zhao Lei woke up from his fantasy come over. The martyr is gone. But, it's good to be alive. After throwing away the mess, Zhao Lei returned to the team. The situation in front of them was not good. The speed at which everyone was killing the enemy did not reduce the number of wasps above their heads. The numerous wasp corpses piled under their feet, which were already difficult to get down, did not stop the demons who wanted to attack them. The battle continues. In the air, after smoothly shooting a sword light and saving a team member who wanted to use his own life to pave a bloody path for his teammates, the master struck out with another palm. After the clever shock penetrated the tough shell, it spread to the front of his eyes. The internal organs of this wasp, whose entire body was filled with madness, were shattered to pieces. The wasp that had lost its internal organs fell stiffly to the ground, while the conversation between the three people continued. No one was surprised by the rescue and beheading that had just happened, because this situation had happened too many times. "The blistering on your mouth is because you ate too much horseradish yesterday." The second master's counterattack was still sharp. "Yeah, anxious." The master's last strike was also timely. Er, Zhang Cheng was stunned, "Huh!" Zhang Cheng, who was unprepared, was scratched by the wasp who saw the opportunity. Even if he avoided it in time, a shallow blood mark was still drawn on his face. Zhang Cheng, who was injured for the first time, could no longer suppress the anger in his chest. He threw away his restraints and roared to activate the three talents formation. He charged and killed in the sky for a while like a madman. After killing hundreds of wasps and scaring away most of the swarms wandering around, he calmed down the anxiety in his heart and slowly adjusted the spiritual energy in his body that was almost exhausted.