Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

"Caught alive!"

The middle-aged monk's voice was a little exasperated.

This task was originally quite smooth, and there were 20% more children with Linggen qualifications than in previous years.

Only then did they separate a convoy, attacked a tribe of scale monsters that they discovered by accident, and retrieved a lot of high-quality goods.

As long as the goods are brought back, these children will have a few high-quality spiritual roots, and their income will be doubled this time.

However, seeing that it was about to return to the base soon, the convoy was actually attacked by the scale demon at night.

The song of the scale demon, which belongs to the racial talent, is too strange, even if they are not aware of it for a while.

If it wasn't for the cultivators with higher cultivation levels who woke up in time and woke up their companions, the casualties this time would have been even more severe.

Now that the loss has been incurred, we can only make up for it by catching a little more scale demon and returning it as a commodity.

So the scale demons ran in front, the cultivators chased behind, and the flames and lightning disappeared into the mist.

And those black-clothed warriors were in the camp to guard against a second sneak attack and began to treat the wounded.

"Hi! It hurts! Are the teeth of these things poisonous? I won't get infected, right?"

At this time, Jiang Li was sitting on the ground, hissing cold air.

Because on his left shoulder, the head of a scale monster is hanging.

. . . .

At that time, when he took advantage of the darkness and thick fog to run to Yanhong's tent, two scale demons were tearing open the canvas and reaching out to drag people inside.

This fat fat man Yan Hong often likes to wake up at night, so the tent is closer to the edge, which is the first unlucky place to be attacked.

Jiang Li couldn't care about complaining about his friend's urinary system. At that time, his eyes were fast and his hands were fast, and he threw the long sword in his hand as a hidden weapon.

The distance was only seven or eight steps away, and the basic accuracy could still be grasped. Under the impetus of huge kinetic energy, the sharp long sword directly pierced one of the scale demons and flew forward two meters with its body.

Seeing this, the other monster also roared and put down Yan Hong's ankle, and rushed towards Jiang Li.

When it was too late, Jiang Li smiled calmly, and drew a long sword from his waist, and stabbed it towards the pounced monster as if it was his chest.

They are all old gamers. If the equipment on their bodies is not full, how can they be willing to go out.

Jiang Li snatched back seven long swords at that time, and after returning one to Yan Hong, there were still six.

He held one in his hand and hung one around his waist. If it wasn't for fear that it would affect his mobility, he even wanted to tie the remaining four together and carry it on his back.

At this time, the role of the backup weapon was reflected. The long sword was lowered a little and pierced from the abdomen and passed out from the back. Although it did not directly damage the heart, it was a fatal injury anyway.

However, before Jiang Li was happy, the scale demon looked down at his stomach, and then a stagnant feeling of flesh and bones rubbing against the blade came, and the scale demon actually stuck up with the long sword.

Jiang Li instinctively wanted to kick him, but he didn't have the time to react.

The mouth, which originally looked similar to a human, was split open to the base of the ear, and the two rows of teeth sharper than a razor were filled with foul-smelling mucus, biting towards his neck.

Jiang Li only had time to twist his body to avoid the fatal point, but he was bitten on the shoulder.

This exposes Jiang Li's lack of actual combat experience. He has superior attributes and holds a weapon, but he is dragged into the rhythm of hooligan fights by a monster.

The Scale Demon's teeth, like needles, bite into each other in the upper and lower rows, and easily pierced the flesh and blood on the shoulders, directly touching the bones, twisting and rubbing with the bite of the head.

Several kilograms of flesh and blood were about to be torn off, and the sharp pain from the sharp teeth rubbing against his own bones made Jiang Li's eyes turn black.

It was as if his shoulders would be completely torn off in the next second.

The left hand was completely unable to use up the strength, Jiang Li could only twist the sword body with clenched teeth, turn the long sword that had stabbed into the scale monster's body sideways, and then cut it out from the side with a sharp blow.

The force of that moment was transmitted from the long sword to the scale monster's body, and then involved the mouth that bit his shoulder, and the sudden pain almost made him faint.

Jiang Li was unable to attack in pain. After letting go of the long sword, he grabbed the scale demon's head with his right hand and pressed it firmly to avoid the secondary damage caused by the bite.

The Scale Monster's chest and abdominal walls were torn open, and a large amount of internal organs flowed out from it. Soon the whole body was paralyzed, and the dark fish bubble eyes finally lost their luster.

However, the most irritating thing is not the injury, but when you fight the enemy with all your might, only to find that the person you want to save has not yet woken up.

After two slaps, Yan Hong woke up leisurely. At this time, the monks and warriors finally arrived.

After figuring out the situation in a few words, Yan Hong was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. After learning that Jiang Li had rescued him, he even shouted thanks, and claimed that there was a younger sister in his palace who was not out of the cabinet and planned to have a kiss. .

"Kiss what, come over and help me get this head off!"

Jiang Li was in pain and was about to cry. The damned scale demon and Wang Ba were definitely related, and his mouth wouldn't be loose after he died.

After Jiang Li sternly rejected the method of violent ripping, Yan Hong took a knife and cut off the muscles and ligaments bit by bit from both sides of the scale demon's cheeks, and finally took down the head.

The blood gushing out showed that Jiang Li's artery was bitten. Fortunately, the exaggerated bleeding stopped abruptly after five seconds, otherwise a hemorrhagic shock would not be able to escape.

Jiang Li was really annoyed. Now that he thinks about it carefully, if the sword he used at that time was not a stab, but a head-on slash, he wouldn't have been bitten on his shoulder.

As a result, the mere two scale monsters made themselves so embarrassed, if there was one more of them, they would have to hang here today.

But this is actually something that can't be helped. Jiang Li doesn't even talk about fighting such monsters. He has never even had the experience of fighting with humans. It is normal to have no experience. This aspect can only be made up for later. .

"Hey boy, your life is so hard, so much blood came out of such a big bite."

Soon, a warrior came to take care of Jiang Li's injuries. Yan Hong, who was not injured, was sent to dig a pit. Many people died that night, and it was safe to go to the ground.

After he took off the ugly bandage that Yan Hong had wrapped, he looked at the wound in amazement.

This black-clothed warrior is quite skilled. He washes the wound with warm water, disinfects it with spirits, and finally wraps it up with medicine. Perhaps it is common for them to deal with this kind of trauma.

Jiang Li naturally couldn't tell him that it was because he had removed the bleeding state, so he could only say that he was also a martial artist, and his body was very good.

However, he found that this martial artist was obviously younger than the other men in black, and he could talk a lot, so he started talking.