The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Everyone's complexion changed drastically. Hearing the rumbling sound approaching from the west, it was like a thunderstorm. Countless black spots flew over not only the ground, but even the sky.

"Monsters, a large number of monsters!" Tang Zheng shouted.

The others were panic-stricken, just now a single monster was so difficult to deal with, now a large number of monsters, it is simply life-threatening.

Seeing the panic-stricken look of the clansmen, the elder yelled: "Why panic? Don't we still have a messenger? Sir, please give me an order, what should we do?"

Qi Shushu's eyes turned to Tang Zheng, and even Fang Shishi couldn't help but focus on Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng has undoubtedly become the backbone of this group of people.

Tang Zheng stared into the distance with a sullen face, and heard the squeaky sound of the little guy next to his ear.

"Retreat, the Holy Land is no longer important. Let's retreat to the tribe. If it's really not possible, we can leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains." Tang Zheng will definitely be fine in the face of one or two monsters, but facing too many monsters, it will be powerless. .

The elder glanced at the Holy Land, then at the little guy on Tang Zheng's shoulder, and said, "Okay, everyone go down the mountain immediately and return to the tribe as quickly as possible."

Hundreds of people took action immediately, and rushed down the mountain with only their weapons.

Huh?

Along the way, almost everyone found a strange place, the color of the rocks, soil and trees changed unexpectedly, the red faded and gradually turned green.

"Master Messenger, what's going on?" the elder asked curiously.

Tang Zheng recalled the disappearing magma, could it have something to do with that, or the little guy on his shoulder? But it can't speak, and there is no way to know all these secrets from its mouth.

But Tang Zheng knew that the power of those reds was very extraordinary, the reds all over the mountains and plains were actually receding, one could imagine what a powerful force it was, so where did these forces go?

He looked sideways at the little guy with his big eyes staring at everything curiously, perhaps only it could answer this question.

After a while, everyone came to the foot of the mountain, the thunderous rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, the ground seemed to tremble, and I don't know how many tyrannical monsters were attacking.

They must all come for the Holy Land, but the key is that now that giant egg has hatched and this little guy has been born, don't they give up?

Do you want to take the little guy back?

Tang Zheng couldn't guess the monster's motives,

But in any case, it was impossible for him to watch the little guy being taken away.

Everyone has already boarded the raft and came to the center of the swamp. From a distance, everyone saw dozens of tyrannical monsters rushing out from behind. These monsters were very large, and some of them were types that even the elders had never seen before. .

From the murderous aura of the other party and the roaring and roaring that shook the sky, everyone could feel the murderous aura rushing towards their faces.

Although the monsters are powerful, they have no good way to face the swamp. After all, if they rush into the swamp, they will be trapped.

Suddenly, there was a sharp cry, and a large black shadow flew in the sky. They were a dozen or so birds and monsters, but all of them were huge.

It seems that they knew the disadvantages of the eagle demon, so they didn't get close, but hovered in the sky, flapping their wings non-stop.

The wind was strong, and the rafts were shaking in the swamp, and they might overturn at any time and be swallowed by the swamp.

The people of the Wu clan had great strength, and they supported the raft with bamboo poles one after another, struggling to resist the gusts of wind.

"Throw a spear!" The elder ordered loudly, calm in the face of danger.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Dozens of spears soared into the sky and shot at this group of monsters. The monsters circled up one after another, avoiding this round of attacks.

Undoubtedly, monsters are invincible in the sky, and as long as the raft turns over, the people of the Wu clan will be doomed.

Everyone understood this very well, so everyone's faces were a little panicked and pale, especially when there were monsters on the shore staring at them, which made things worse.

Going on like this is not an option.

Tang Zheng looked at the black monsters above his head, his heart moved, and he threw the Battle Soul Sword in his hand violently.

Whoosh!

The Sword of War Soul was like a broken bamboo, soaring into the sky, the blade glowing with black light seemed to tear the air, and it was in front of a monster in the blink of an eye.

The monster obviously didn't expect a magic weapon to appear suddenly, and the power of the magic weapon is far beyond that of ordinary spears.

When the monster was flying straight up and was about to avoid the War Soul Sword, the War Soul Sword was faster than it, and with a puff, it pierced into the monster's body.

The monster let out an ear-piercing scream and rolled up in the air.

Seeing this, the other monsters did not run away, but were aroused even more furiously. They screamed and flapped their wings non-stop. A bigger storm swept in, and a raft capsized directly.

People of the Wu tribe live between swamps and forests all year round, and they are quick to adapt. At the moment the raft overturned, some people had already jumped onto other rafts, and some people who had fallen into the swamp had not yet sunk. When entering the swamp, he was quickly rescued by the tribe on other rafts.

But there is no doubt that if this continues, as long as more rafts are blown over, someone will be swallowed by the swamp.

And the monster that was stabbed by the Soul Sword kept flapping its wings in mid-air in a dying struggle. After a while, the wings finally stopped and fell to the swamp.

With a bang, water and mud splashed everywhere, and the dead monster quickly fell into the swamp, and then was swallowed up bit by bit, and disappeared after a while.

Watching his companion die, the other monsters almost went mad, not only the monsters in the sky, but even the monsters on the shore roared, if not for the swamp, they would have rushed up to tear everyone apart.

"Master Messenger, it's not an option to go on like this, more and more rafts will be blown over." The elder said anxiously with a pale face.

Tang Zheng said: "Elder, don't worry, they just want to blow our raft over like this, it's impossible."

The elder showed doubts on his face, not knowing what trump card Tang Zheng had.

Suddenly, a sharp scream sounded, and another monster fell from the air. The screams continued, and three more monsters fell into the swamp in succession.

The monsters were in chaos, and they fled in all directions.

The people of the witch clan also looked at this scene inexplicably in horror, and no one launched an attack, so why did these monsters fall?

Only the elder's eyes were sharp, and he saw a sword glowing with black light in the group of monsters. Of course, it was the War Soul Sword.

In the sky, the Battle Soul Sword seems to be controlled by an invisible big hand, like an arm commanding it, disappearing like a ghost.

The elder raised his gray eyebrows, overjoyed, and exclaimed: "Sword Control, Master Messenger, are you using Sword Control?"

The corner of Tang Zheng's mouth curled up into a smile, the elder really had piercing eyes, and he saw the clue.

Tang Zheng was already at the first level of foundation building, so of course he could use the sword control technique. He had learned the sword control technique from Tian Chanzi at the beginning, and he could use it smoothly only after his skills broke through.

In the past few days, he has been silently practicing Yujianshu in his spare time. Today is the first time he practiced it. The effect is good. The power of Yujianshu is really extraordinary, especially such long-range attacks, which are more effective with half the effort.

The monsters obviously didn't know that there were people in this group who could control swordsmanship, so they suffered a great loss. When they scattered and fled, they saw the fighting soul sword glowing with black light in the air, and they all showed panic. Don't dare to attack again.

Seeing this, Tang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, whoosh, the Battle Soul Sword stabbed at a monster again, the monster quickly dodged, one of its wings was pierced, and fled in embarrassment, the other monsters even fled far away.

The War Soul Sword swaggered a few times at the monsters in mid-air, as if they might launch an attack at any time, so they didn't dare to move rashly.

Tang Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, sword control consumes a lot of qi, he can't sustain it for a long time, this sudden attack caught the opponent by surprise, making them be cautious and dare not act rashly.

So, he took back the Battle Soul Sword, stood on the raft, and looked at the group of monsters from a distance, and the monsters also looked at him one after another, roaring and roaring angrily, but they were powerless.

"Go faster!" Tang Zheng urged.

Immediately, the speed of the raft was raised to the extreme, and it was like an arrow flying forward, while the monsters on the bank saw that their companions missed, roared angrily, and then rushed along the bank.

The swamp was huge, and when the witches reached the center of the swamp, they could no longer see the shore, but everyone knew that the monsters had already followed the shore and outflanked them, and they had to get ashore before the monsters reached their destination.

After everyone's concerted efforts, the raft finally reached the shore, and the rumbling sound also came over. It was obvious that there was still a distance, but the strings that made people feel oppressed were about to break.

"rush!"

Tang Zheng yelled, everyone got on their horses and rushed towards the tribe.

"Elder, you are in front, I'll come back, Shishi, you follow the elder." Tang Zheng ordered.

"I'll stay and help you." Fang Shishi said.

"No, hurry up, elder, you must take good care of her." Tang Zheng vetoed it outright, Fang Shishi suffered a loss at the hands of Mang Jiao, which made him very guilty, this time no matter what, he could not let her put herself in danger, besides , the snake venom on her body has not been removed, and she is not suitable for fighting.

The elder said without any hesitation, "Miss Fang, let's go." He led her to the front of the team and galloped towards the tribe.

"Master Messenger, I'll stay and help you!" Ye Yuan volunteered, his injuries had already healed.

Seeing the determination in Ye Yuan's eyes, Tang Zheng didn't refuse, nodded and said, "Be careful later."

The two of them galloped at the end of the team. In fact, with the speed of Tianma, he could definitely surpass anyone else, but he would not do this. Since these people regard him as the backbone, he must be worthy of this trust.

The tall stone statues of the tribe were already in sight, and the monsters were also chasing them, and many trees were broken by them. They rushed to the back of the team recklessly, and rushed in front of Tang Zheng and Ye Yuan.

[Author's digression]: Chapter 3, updated today!

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