The middle-aged monk's voice sounded a little angry.
This mission was originally quite smooth, with 20% more children with spiritual root qualifications than in previous years.
They then separated into a convoy and attacked a scale demon tribe they discovered by accident, and captured a lot of high-quality goods.
As long as they bring the goods back and produce a few high-grade spiritual roots among these children, their income this time can be doubled.
However, just as they were about to return to their stronghold, the convoy was attacked by a scale demon at night.
The song of the Scale Demon, which is a racial talent, was so weird that even they fell into it without even noticing it.
If a few monks with higher cultivation levels had not woken up in time and awakened their companions, the casualties this time would have been even more severe.
Now that the losses have been incurred, we can only catch a few more scale monsters and bring them back as commodities to make up for it.
As a result, the scale demons ran in front, and the immortal cultivators chased behind them. The flames and lightning disappeared in the mist.
The warriors in black were in the camp to guard against a second sneak attack and began to treat the wounded.
"Hiss! 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 and gasping for air.
Because hanging on his left shoulder was the head of a scale demon.
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At that time, he took advantage of the darkness and thick fog to run up to Yan Hong's tent. Two scale monsters were tearing open the canvas and reaching out to drag people inside.
This damn fat guy Yan Hong often likes to get up at night, so the tent is closer to the edge, which is the first unlucky position to be attacked.
Jiang Li couldn't care less about complaining about his friend's urinary system. At that time, he had quick eyesight and threw the long sword in his hand as a hidden weapon.
Originally, the distance was only seven or eight steps, but the basic accuracy was still achievable. Driven by the huge kinetic energy, the sharp long sword directly pierced one of the scale monsters and flew forward two meters with its body.
Seeing this, the other monster roared and put down Yan Hong's ankle, then rushed toward Jiang Li.
After a while, Jiang Li smiled calmly, took out a long sword from his waist, and stabbed the charging monster in the chest.
We are all veteran gamers, and if our equipment slots are not full, we will never go out.
Jiang Li snatched back seven long swords at that time, and after giving Yan Hong one back, he still had six more.
He had one in his hand and one hanging at his waist. If he wasn't afraid that it would affect his mobility, he would even want to tie the remaining four together and carry them on his back.
At this time, the role of the backup weapon came into play. The long sword was lowered and pierced through the abdomen and out of the back. Although the heart was not damaged, it was still a fatal injury anyway.
However, before Jiang Li could be happy, the scale demon lowered his head and looked at his belly, and then there was a sluggish feeling of flesh and bone rubbing against the sword blade, and the scale demon actually pressed against the sword.
Jiang Li instinctively wanted to kick him, but he didn't have the time to react.
The mouth, which originally looked similar to that of a human, split open to the base of his ears, and two rows of teeth that were sharper than razors, carrying fishy mucus, bit his neck.
Jiang Li only had time to twist his body to avoid the fatal blow, but was bitten on the shoulder.
Here Jiang Li's shortcomings of lack of actual combat experience are exposed. He has superior attributes and holds a weapon, but he is dragged into a gangster fight by a monster.
The two rows of teeth of the scale demon bite each other like needles, easily piercing the flesh and blood on the shoulder, directly pressing against the bones, making a creaking sound as the head bites, twists and rubs.
The severe pain of having several kilograms of flesh and blood about to be torn off and the sharp teeth rubbing against his bones made Jiang Li's eyes black.
It felt as if his shoulder would be completely torn off in the next second.
Unable to exert any strength on his left hand, Jiang Li could only grit his teeth and twist the sword, turning the long sword that had penetrated the scale demon's body sideways, and then slashed it out from the side.
The force of that blow was transmitted from the long sword to the scale demon's body, and then to the mouth biting his shoulder. The sudden severe pain almost made him faint.
Jiang Li was in so much pain that he could no longer attack. After letting go of the sword, he held the scale demon's head with his right hand and held it tightly to avoid secondary damage caused by the bite.
The scale demon's chest and abdominal wall was broken open, and a large amount of internal organs flowed out. Soon the whole body collapsed, and the dark fish-bubble eyes finally lost their luster.
However, the most annoying thing is not being injured, but when you fight desperately to defeat the enemy, you find that the person you want to save is not awake yet.
After two slaps, Yan Hong woke up, and at this time the monks and warriors finally arrived.
After clarifying the situation in a few words, Yan Hong was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. After learning that Jiang Li had saved him, he even shouted out his thanks and claimed that there was a younger sister in his palace who had not yet left the palace, and he planned to kiss her.
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"Why are you kissing me? Why don't you come over here and help me get this head off!"
Jiang Li was in so much pain that he almost cried. The damn scale demon and the bastard were definitely related, and his mouth wouldn't be loose even after he died.
After Jiang Li sternly rejected the method of violently pulling away, 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 off the head.
The subsequent gush of blood showed that Jiang Li's artery had been bitten. Fortunately, the exaggerated bleeding stopped abruptly after five seconds, otherwise he would have been in hemorrhagic shock and would not have been able to escape.
Jiang Li was really annoyed. Now that he thought about it carefully, if the sword he had struck at that time was not a stab but a head-on strike, he would not have received such a bite on his shoulder.
As a result, just two scale monsters left me in such a mess. If there was one more, I might have to hang here today.
But there is actually nothing that can be done about it. Jiang Li has never had any experience fighting against humans, let alone fighting against such monsters. It is normal to have no experience. He can only make up for it slowly in the future.
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"Hey boy, you are really tough. Such a big bite actually produced so much blood."
Soon, a warrior came to treat Jiang Li's injuries. Yan Hong, who was not injured, was sent to the side to dig a hole. Many people died that night and should be buried in peace.
After he took off the ugly bandage wrapped by Yan Hong, he looked at the wound and marveled.
The black-clothed warrior's techniques were quite skillful. He cleaned the wound with warm water, disinfected it with strong alcohol, and finally applied medicine to bandage it. Perhaps for them, dealing with such trauma was a common occurrence.
Jiang Li naturally couldn't tell him that it was because he had removed the bleeding state, so he could only say "haha" to show that he was also a warrior and was in excellent health.
However, he found that this warrior was obviously younger than the other men in black and could talk a lot, so he started talking.