The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 116 Ambush
If there was only one big insect, it would not pose much of a threat to the people present.

However, as the giant beast jumped out, the woods began to shake continuously for a while.

All kinds of ferocious beasts rushed out, including wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, mandrills and wild boars, more than twenty of them, and surrounded the crowd.

Lao Qifeng said, "One for each person, be careful of the poisonous insects in these beasts' bodies."

"Hero Li and Elder Yin, come and help us."

After saying that, everyone rushed towards these beasts.

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At the gate of the Miao King's Tomb, the disciples from several major sects who stayed behind were waiting anxiously.

Half a day has passed since Li Miao and others entered.

Those who entered were all second-rate or above experts. In terms of running speed, this time was enough to run hundreds of miles out. No matter how big this tomb was dug, it would only have a space of more than ten acres at most.

There has been no movement so far, I'm afraid something might have happened.

Those who went in were either the head of each sect, direct disciples, or powerful elders. If they were all trapped in there, these big sects would not be able to recover for several years.

Due to the rules set before, these disciples could not rush in rashly. They could only stand outside the tomb, anxiously planning to force their way in after a few hours.

Just at this moment, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds were heard, approaching this side rapidly.

Everyone turned to look and were shocked for a moment.

"Junior brother! What's wrong with you!?"

A disciple from the Hengshan School exclaimed.

The one riding the horse was a Hengshan disciple who was covered in blood and looked to be on the verge of death. He was lying on the horse's back and seemed to have fainted.

An elder from Hengshan quickly stepped forward, stopped the horse, carried the disciple down, and channeled his true qi into his body to heal his wounds.

After a while, the disciple woke up leisurely.

Elder Hengshan asked anxiously, "What happened to you? Didn't you go to Shaolin to invite Master Xingchi over? How did you get hurt like this? "

"Who hurt you!?"

This disciple was the one who was sent to Shaolin Temple to invite Master Xingchi over when several major sects were in a stalemate outside the Miao King's tomb.

Master Xingchi was highly respected and of high seniority. Of course, he was not the only one who went to invite people, there were also direct disciples from several other families, and a nine-bag elder from the Beggars' Sect.

It was precisely because they had not returned yet that the several major sects, fearing that the night would be too long and troublesome, hastily made rules and entered the Miao King's Tomb together.

But I didn't expect that he was the only one coming back, and he was injured like this!
His injuries didn't look serious, but he had wounds all over his body, lost too much blood, and had been jolted along the way, so his vital energy was exhausted.

After rushing back here, he felt relieved, but he couldn't hold on for a moment and fainted.

At this time he woke up, looked around in horror, saw the face of his elder clearly, and then spoke anxiously.

“Elder, something bad has happened!”

"Shaolin was attacked! When I escaped, the gate had already been breached!"

“Master Xingchi sent people to help us escape, but the fellow disciples and fellow martial artists who went with me are all dead!”

"It's the Ming Cult! Ji Tianrui is still alive!"

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Lao Qifeng used "Kang Long You Hui" to hit the tiger on the forehead and repelled it.

He took a few steps back and shook his hands.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" is the sect martial arts of the Beggars' Sect, the top martial arts in the world, and is not inferior to the "Wedding Dress Magic". He is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Although he has not reached the top, he has never lacked the resources for cultivation. He is also diligent in his own practice and has practiced all eighteen palms. With one palm strike, even bluestone will leave a palm print.

But the big beast, after taking a full-strength blow from his forehead, only staggered a few steps, damaged some flesh, shook its head, and was about to pounce on him as if nothing had happened.

Li Miao, who was watching the show at the back, twisted his fingers and thought secretly.

"These beasts are the same as the Ming Cult's Gu Soldiers... they just seem to be more 'sophisticated'."

"In theory, the Ming Cult's Gu soldiers are like the 'beggar version', while these beasts are the original version."

In Tai'an City, two Gu soldiers were enough to force Mei Qinghe to fight to the death, and four Gu soldiers were enough to nearly kill Zhou Yingxue. Although there were reasons for not being able to move and only being able to resist, and because her true energy was running low, it was clear how difficult it was to deal with.

These beasts before us are far stronger than the Ming Cult's Gu soldiers.

Lao Qifeng was a first-rate master, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and he used the peerless martial arts "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing", but he was unable to defeat the giant beast and was put in danger several times.

Others are also struggling.

The number of people is smaller than that of these beasts, and there are many second-rate ones. At present, they are just bullying these beasts because they are not smarter than humans and do not know how to cooperate. They can only persist by helping each other.

It seems that the Miao people's plan was well prepared. Even if all the traps in the Miao King's Tomb failed, these people would still fall into the hands of these beasts if they came out of the Miao King's Tomb intact.

The head of Kongtong Sect rescued a disciple and turned to Li Miao and shouted, "Master Li, is your method of repelling poisonous insects effective against these beasts?"

Li Miao replied: "It is only effective against poisonous insects outside the body, not inside the body."

Hearing this news, everyone's heart sank.

Li Miao's martial arts skills were only first-rate, slightly worse than Lao Qifeng's. Yin Minjun's were even worse, only mid-level.

Even if Li Miao and Yin Minjun joined, the situation would not change much.

Under the influence of their state of mind, many people's moves lost their sharpness and became dangerous.

Li Miao smiled and turned to look at Yin Minjun: "Elder Yin, do you want to do a big favor for these people?"

Yin Minjun was not worried about the current situation at all. According to Deng Baixuan's description, even if all these beasts were added together and multiplied by ten, they would not be able to make any waves in Li Miao's hands.

She was still immersed in her own confused emotions, and was flustered when she suddenly heard Li Miao talking to her.

"Ah, sir, what?"

Li Miao had seen and eaten before, so he knew what Yin Minjun's situation was, but he didn't point it out and repeated what he had just said.

"I won't do anything. Elder Yin will do it for me."

After saying that, without caring whether Yin Minjun agreed or not, he reached out and took her pulse.

Yin Minjun did not struggle, but lowered her head and did not dare to look at Li Miao.

Suddenly, she felt a powerful and masculine energy rushing in from her meridians and flowing through her body.

The acupoints that had been difficult to break through despite years of hard practice were opened one after another in an instant.

In just a moment, Yin Minjun felt that his true energy had become several times stronger.

Li Miao actually created a "Half-Step to the Top" casually!
He withdrew his hands, patted them, and said to Yin Minjun.

"Elder Yin, this 'Wedding Dress Magic' is my own deduction, and it is different from the original. This energy can only last for a moment."

"Go and save them, and do them a favor. It will be easier for you to do things for me in the future."

"Go."

(End of this chapter)