King Hu Xiao and Yan Feijun were even more dumbfounded. They had always felt that Li Yan was a useless person in this operation. Although he had some impressive performance, it was only because he was brave and lucky.
But now it seems that it is really "bold".
Li Yan seemed to have no plan. After finding clues to the target, he just rushed in. Then after a conversation, they seemed to be about to see the target appear. This made Hu Xiaowang and Yan Feijun feel unreal.
On the other side, Sun Guoshu didn't think so much. Seeing that the two sides did not fight directly in the end, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sun Guoshu thought to himself, "I am blessed with a long life, I will never die here like this. I have survived for more than a hundred years, I can't die here just for others."
In addition to her admiration for her junior brother Li Yan, Bai Rou felt that Uncle Master Wei and her master had a unique vision, as they were able to solve problems that they had no idea how to solve.
Whether it was leading troops to disperse the enemy's strength a few days ago, or entering "Zhou Banyang Town" this evening, and approaching the mission target, it seemed to be particularly easy in Li Yan's hands.
Following Jiao Hua's shout, two doors in the courtyard opened, and then six disciples dressed in the uniforms of the "Qingling Sect" walked out. They all had a dull look in their eyes and bloodstains on their bodies.
Scars were still visible on the exposed skin of several people, but the whole person looked like a puppet, without much life.
Li Yan and his four companions spotted one of them at a glance. He was the cultivator from "Luoshu Lake" mentioned in the jade slip. Although this person also had a somewhat dull look in his eyes at the moment.
But when he raised his head and looked at the people in the yard, Li Yan, who had been paying attention to him, noticed that a trace of sadness and hatred quickly flashed across this man's eyes.
This was a complex and intertwined emotion. Although it only flashed by, it was captured by Li Yan's powerful spiritual sense.
The people behind Li Yan were also happy in their hearts, but they concealed it well and did not show it.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Li, although their cultivation is not as good as yours, they are all from the same sect, so their cooperation is much better than those teams that are randomly put together, and they can usually exert a power that is 30% to 40% beyond their own realm."
Jiao Hua was afraid that Li Yan would regret it after seeing the cultivation level of the monks in his team, so he hurriedly explained.
His team were all selected from the "Qingling Sect", which is different from ordinary teams. The fellow monks joined forces to fight the enemy. Since the brothers understood each other's skills and characteristics, they could indeed exert greater power.
It's just not as high as the 30% or 40% he said. At most it will only increase the power by less than 20%.
After these six people came into the yard, when Jiao Hua looked at them, and then looked back at the six people in between words, his attitude had become condescending.
"We don't have time to go back for reinforcements this time, so from now on, you will form a team with Captain Li. You should communicate more with his subordinates so that you can understand each other's strengths and complement each other during the battle."
After he finished speaking, Jiao Hua turned around and smiled again, "Friend Li, do you have anything to tell them?"
Li Yan nodded, but he sneered in his heart, "This Jiao Hua looks vulgar, but he is actually full of twists and turns. Just now, he didn't tell his men that he was the captain and asked them to obey his orders.
The words sound like an equal partnership between the two parties. This is clearly a backup plan. If the other party finds something wrong during the next run-in between the two teams, they will probably immediately take their people away. "
But all this has nothing to do with Li Yan. He will leave here soon anyway. Whether it succeeds or not, it has nothing to do with him.
When the six "Qingling Sect" monks heard that they were going to re-team with these strange monks, none of them showed much emotion on their faces. In these days, all of their fellow disciples had died tragically, and they had already lost all hope.
What they could not accept the most was that their fellow disciples all died at the hands of cultivators from the Wild Moon Continent. Although they had hatred in their hearts, it was more than their hatred for the demons, and they wanted to tear these demon cultivators to pieces instantly.
It’s just that restrictions had already been placed on them, and they were powerless to resist. Otherwise, their fate would be extremely miserable, and life would be worse than death.
The evil cultivator threatened to enslave their souls and use them to kill their parents, wives, children, disciples, etc., but he would let them retain a trace of sanity, and kill them personally while they were struggling in agony.
After they killed all their relatives, the evil cultivators would refine their souls into soul oil lamps, which would burn a little bit every day and night. The pain was deep in their souls, yet they had to die again, howling and begging day and night. Just thinking about it made them tremble from the bottom of their hearts.
Therefore, if they could die now, it would be the most refreshing thing. However, they cannot and dare not commit suicide. Even when fighting with the enemy, they cannot seek death.
At that time, they had lost their minds, and everything was under the control of the prohibitions in their bodies. They could only attack and kill instinctively.
Every time they fought, the demons were squeezing their blood and potential. Afterwards, when the restrictions in their bodies were temporarily suppressed again, their bodies were already overly damaged by the time they regained consciousness. So the so-called reorganization with a team now had nothing to do with them. Sooner or later, they would all die anyway, so who came and who left didn't matter.
Li Yan scanned the six people with his eyes and said, "Their bodies are already in bad shape. It seems that Fellow Daoist Jiao has fought many battles recently. My people are in very good condition."
After Li Yan's spiritual sense swept over the six "Qingling Sect" disciples, he was shocked. Three of the six had lost half of their blood and energy, and even their foundation-building cultivation was shaky.
Maybe if there is one more battle, these three people will die because their foundation-building platforms will collapse. In the best case scenario, they will fall directly to the Qi Condensation Stage. However, looking at their physical bodies, the chances of death should be higher.
Among the three was the cultivator from "Luoshu Lake". This person's cultivation was only at the initial stage of foundation building, but the intelligence said one was at the middle stage of foundation building and the other was at the late stage of foundation building. This person's cultivation should have fallen before, but I didn't know whether he had fallen twice in a row or just fell one small realm.
After hearing this, Jiao Hua quickly laughed and said, "Haha, these restrictions are overbearing. They can't always be controlled as desired. This is inevitable, but their combat power is still good. Please rest assured, Brother Li."
This was exactly why he was eager to reorganize the team. It was estimated that if these six "Qingling Sect" monks encountered one more small battle, three more people would die. He urgently needed to find people to strengthen the team.
This time they are going to fight against the cultivators from the Wild Moon Continent. Although they are the main force, the role that the cultivators from the South China Sea can play must be fully utilized. This is the meaning of the above, so they are required to, as the magic cultivators who possess the tokens that restrict the life and death of the cultivators from the South China Sea, squeeze out the last bit of blood and essence from the cultivators from the South China Sea as much as possible.
Jiao Hua and his companions naturally cared a lot about this. They felt that no matter how strong they were, their numbers were limited after all. Facing the endless number of cultivators from the Desolate Moon Continent, preserving their own strength was the most important task.
Li Yan showed dissatisfaction on his face, "Fellow Daoist Jiao, I will suffer a loss this way."
He actually wanted to agree right away, but the other team was in such a bad state, if he was too happy, everyone would be suspicious, not to mention there were two demon cultivators watching the fun nearby. The saying that bystanders can see more clearly is not just talk, when Li Yan said this, a hint of rejection appeared on his face.
Sure enough, when Jiao Hua saw that Li Yan seemed to be about to leave, he felt a little anxious. There were not many opportunities to find a team like Li Yan who had a small number of people, considerable combat power, and was looking to reorganize the team with others.
Especially now that it's night and they have to set off early tomorrow morning. The other demon cultivators coming from the rear are basically formed into entire teams, so it would be even more disadvantageous for him to get in on the action.
He hurriedly said, "Friend Li, Friend Li, didn't I say that I would let you lead this team? Besides, at this time, the town is in chaos, and it will not be easy for you to find people.
How about this, as long as our team is still there in this battle, you will take 10% of everything you get in the battle, and then we will split it equally, what do you think?"
The immortal cultivation resources in the Desolate Moon Continent are truly abundant. Every time Jiao Hua kills an enemy, he will obtain a lot of good things that are not available in the Demon Realm. He said this with great determination.
Li Yan has been observing the other party secretly. He is trying to figure out the meaning of the magic cultivators reorganizing the team. Now he feels that the other party is just trying to create more shields.
"Let me take 10% first? Fellow Daoist Jiao, are you kidding? I think I can take 40% first." Li Yan sneered.
"What, 40%?" Jiao Hua almost got angry after hearing what Li Yan said, thinking, "You are too mean!"
He now doesn't want to team up with the other party anymore. Li Yan is asking for too much. But when he sees Bai Rou and the other three looking so energetic, he hesitates again. They are the best candidates to be shields.
He is just a demon soldier. If a big battle breaks out tomorrow, he will need to be at the forefront in a battle of that level.
The restriction token in his hand, plus the restriction token in Li Yan's hand, is enough to control ten people to stand in front. They can hold out for at least half an hour without any problem. Moreover, they only need to follow behind and pick up the storage bags dropped by the other dead monks.
“Friend Li, you are joking. Be frank. How about this, 20%, at most 20%, and we will divide the rest equally. And even though your people are powerful, we are cooperating after all. The two of us are just talking. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to do it…” Jiao Hua shook his head repeatedly at the end.
Although Hu Xiaowang and the others did not fully understand Li Yan's plan, it was obvious that this was the second step to contact the mission target. Seeing that Li Yan was still negotiating terms with the other party slowly, the three people behind him became anxious.
Sun Guoshu has been hanging around in the market town for many years and is very familiar with this kind of tactic of playing hard to get. But at this moment, he is also praying secretly, "Master, it's time to agree. Don't be too much. We have to hurry up and act." He is really worried that Li Yan will not have a good grasp of the timing and the hard-won situation will be ruined.
But the big man that Li Yan transformed into touched his chin with his hand, his eyes flickering, and he was still muttering.
"Twenty percent? It's clear that these six people will be almost wiped out in one more attack battle. I can at least hold on for a long time. Twenty percent, this..." Li Yan was making the final test. He roughly knew the role he would play against Bai Rou and the others.
The most important thing is that Li Yan wants to confirm whether the gathering of demonic cultivators here is really as they guessed.