Li Yan is a low-key person, and the same applies to killing people. He wants everything to be done without anyone knowing, and that is what suits him best.
The kind of person who always yells in front of others, shouting that he wants the other person to live a life worse than death, and so on.
No matter how strong you are, you will also become the biggest enemy in the eyes of others, the person who needs the most attention.
Li Yan deliberately controlled his speed. He seemed to be running for his life, but in fact he was aiming at a target and the opponent was closing the distance with him little by little.
But in a short period of time, the six people behind could not catch up. It seemed that Li Yan was fighting for his life and using all his magic power to escape.
In the lightning speed, one was chasing the other, and both sides were like a bow with full tension.
In this way, after about a cup of tea, they were nearly 4,000 miles away from the Ming capital.
From the perspective of the monk named Min in the rear, it was unclear whether the other party was in a panic or was unfamiliar with the area around Mingdu City.
This human cultivator flew further and further away, and his speed became slower and slower.
The monk named Min in the back couldn't help but feel overjoyed, thinking that the other party was sending him a pillow.
His original plan was to capture this human boy first, take him to the wilderness, and then force all the good things out of this boy.
Then, kill him again and take his body to the Black Demon Clan in exchange for more benefits.
After all, there are cultivators coming and going outside Mingdu City, and killing them directly will cause trouble. Now the attitude of the White Demon Clan towards the human race is unclear. Once it is investigated, he will definitely be found out.
Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to cooperate with him, and the more they flew, the fewer people there were.
Although the monks surnamed Min and others had some doubts about this, when they saw the other party's panicked back, their greed rose up again.
It seemed that they were about to be caught up, but in the consciousness of the cultivator named Min, there were no other cultivators within hundreds of miles.
At this time, the voice of monk Min came from behind.
"My fellow Taoist, why are you running away? We don't have any bad intentions.
Instead, it is you, fellow Taoist, who have bad intentions. Why did you hurt my people a few days ago
You won't be able to escape far, why don't you stop and negotiate with me? If you can give me the corresponding compensation, then we can just leave it at that. How about that?"
Seeing that the other party was less than ten miles away from him, Li Yan felt increasingly cold in his heart.
"That's it, no need to waste any more time."
Then, his figure immediately stopped in the air as the monk named Min spoke, and then he slowly turned his head.
Li Yan's sudden stop of flying startled several Cangyu Sect cultivators who were behind him as soon as he finished speaking.
The monks surnamed Min looked at each other, unable to believe it for a moment. After two breaths had passed, one of them spoke in a low voice.
"Is he really moved by what Senior Brother Min said?"
"He wasn't moved, he was just scared. What's more, what Senior Brother Min said made so much sense. He knew he couldn't run away, hehehe..."
Another monk interjected and laughed.
Even the monk named Min was stunned. He felt as if something was wrong, but at the same time he was thinking in his heart.
"Has this person never gone out to practice? How could he believe it?"
The journey was less than ten miles, and the foundation-building cultivator flew at full speed, arriving in the blink of an eye.
They all thought of this at the same time, and although their speed slowed down, they had already flown to Li Yan's side.
At this time, Li Yan had just turned around and was looking up at the people flying towards him.
The few Cangyu Sect monks in the rear should have been traveling together for a long time, or had experience in teaming up to kill the enemy.
The moment they flew in front of Li Yan, the six people dispersed tacitly and surrounded Li Yan in an instant.
Li Yan did not move, allowing the six people to surround him, but he spoke lightly.
"My fellow Taoists came so quickly, you are a little impatient to do things!"
Seeing that Li Yan looked calm and not at all panicked, the cultivator named Min quickly scanned Li Yan carefully again with his spiritual sense.
"It's definitely the late stage of foundation building!"
Immediately, his eyes fell on the crystal clear monster on Li Yan's shoulder. He felt that it seemed a little familiar, but it was obvious that he had never seen such a gorgeous mosquito before.
Li Yan's words left several Cangyu Sect cultivators even more confused.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of what I just said? What are you going to do to compensate for our losses
Hehe, don't think that you have a second-level magic beast to help you. When facing a strong enemy, everything is useless. It's better for us to discuss the terms calmly!"
The monk named Min said this while secretly transmitting the message to the other five people.
"Don't act hastily. Try to get his attitude. Maybe he can come up with conditions that surprise us."
Although monks carry most of their treasures with them, they sometimes store some things in secret places.
If this human cultivator can put forward some conditions himself, and if he doesn't have the item in his storage bag after being captured, we can find a way to get it.
They are a group of foundation-building monks who do not know how to search souls. At this moment, they can only rely on their minds.
In the view of the six cultivators surnamed Min, the fact that the other party actually took out his own magical beast at this moment showed that he was a little timid and was just trying to intimidate them and take the opportunity to increase the negotiation conditions.
Judging from the aura of this demon beast, it should be extraordinary, and all the demonic energy in its body has been restrained.
"Well, I don't know what species this demon beast belongs to. I have never seen one before. I must capture it alive and sacrifice it for my own use."
The monk named Min's gaze lingered on the Snow Mosquito King for a moment, thinking secretly in his heart.
There are many foreign cultivators in the Lost Continent. In addition to the native magical beasts, there are also some monsters that migrated here with the cultivators since ancient times.
Over the years, they slowly became part of the magical beasts of the Lost Continent.
But in fact, some of the monsters here have cultivated with the help of magic energy, and as they continue to strengthen themselves, their bloodlines have changed and they have slowly evolved into monsters. However, there are still many monsters that still rely only on spiritual energy to cultivate, and they are still real monsters.
Including the many cultivators who have come over from the Qingqing Continent, the companion beasts they brought with them are demon beasts.
However, in the Lost Continent, Warcraft still mainly occupies the land, and it is ruled by the demons. People usually refer to the monsters as "Warcraft".
In fact, the entire Cangyu Sect is made up of one kind of magical beast, but because they are numerous and powerful, they feel superior to others.
They call themselves the "Cangyu Sect" or the "Cangyu Clan", just like the human race, they are respected as a "clan", and call some weaker races "beasts".
If the human race is weak, it will definitely be regarded as just a kind of "demon beast" by powerful races like the demons.
Therefore, the nobility of a race is related to its strength.
The cultivator named Min subconsciously believed that the Snow Mosquito King was a demon beast. After all, although there were demon beasts on the Lost Continent, the chances of seeing them on a daily basis were not very many.
Li Yan ignored the words of the cultivator named Min. He quickly scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense and found no cultivator coming over.
The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, and then he continued, "Strong enemy? You mean you are very strong? But, I said you came so fast, that means you are in a hurry to get on the road!"
As he spoke, he also sent a message to the Snow Mosquito King.
"Now is the time to see how much your strength has increased. I will deal with the fake Dan, and you can deal with the other five on your own. Quickly!"
The six people on the opposite side are not enough for Li Yan to deal with alone, but the Snow Mosquito King has been practicing for such a long time, it is time to see how strong he is.
While Li Yan was speaking, the six Cangyu Sect cultivators around him had not yet understood the meaning of his words.
The gray figure surrounded in the middle suddenly disappeared from their sight.
The six people were shocked at the same time. The cultivator named Min had the highest cultivation level and the fastest reaction. When he spoke just now, he felt that the other party was very strange and had been keeping him in mind for a long time.
As soon as he felt something was wrong, the spiritual power shield on his body was activated in an instant, and he retreated backwards like lightning.
At the same time, he let out a loud shout.
“Let’s do it together!!”
His retreat speed was even faster, all his magic power was activated in an instant, and his spiritual awareness immediately spread to the surroundings.
However, in his spiritual consciousness, except for a ray of white light that shot towards one of the five people as he retreated, the breath of the human cultivator had completely disappeared.
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Monk Min. This was all too weird.
"Is he a Jindan old monster?"
As soon as the thought came to his mind, a golden talisman suddenly appeared in his hand. However, before he could use it, his retreating figure was suddenly struck by lightning.
With a loud "bang", the monk named Min felt as if a heavy hammer hit his back without any warning.
The sudden attack caused the spiritual shield outside his body to turn into flying stars in an instant, like paper.
The monk named Min's eyes went dark and he fainted immediately without even a sound.
In fact, his reaction was fast enough. From retreating to taking out the talisman, everything happened in a flash.
But he didn't even know how he was knocked unconscious.
It was not until this time that a faint shadow slowly solidified and appeared on his way back, and Li Yan slowly retracted his fist.
"too weak!"
Li Yan thought in his heart that this fake Dan was much weaker than the demon soldiers he had fought before.
If he hadn't had other plans, this one punch would have turned the foreign monk in front of him into a ball of bloody mist.
When dealing with an enemy of this level of cultivation, Li Yan didn't even have the slightest thought of using poison. Instead of wasting his energy on spreading the poison, he had already killed the opponent.
Li Yan grabbed the unconscious monk named Min, and only at this time did the roaring voice of the Snow Mosquito King come from the other side.
"Damn it! I'll show you how powerful Master Mosquito is. I wanted to deal with you just now!"
Then, a loud scream was heard. Li Yan frowned. According to the Snow Mosquito King's strength, he would not give the other party time to let out such a loud scream.
On the other side, the Snow Mosquito King was extremely excited, and his originally crystal clear long mouthparts suddenly turned purple and black.
And in front of a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building opposite him, a small ball of purple water was hitting him head-on.
After the ball of purple water was sprayed out by the snow mosquito, the monk holding a three-pronged fork blocked it without hesitation.
But as soon as the three-pronged fork touched the purple water, it immediately emitted bursts of green smoke with a "sizzling" sound.
The three-pronged fork is the natal magic weapon of this Cangyu Sect cultivator. It is connected to his mind. When the natal magic weapon is corroded, he himself is immediately implicated.
He just felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but scream in pain.
Just as he was screaming in agony, the Snow Mosquito King took the opportunity to approach again. As the monk looked on in horror, its long mouthparts had already pierced into his forehead.
Then, the monk discovered that there was a small drop of purple water in his mind.
As soon as the water drop enters the mind, it is like thick ink entering the water, spreading out in an instant.
The Cangyu Sect cultivator's head was like a pot of boiling oil. He yelled again, threw away the three-pronged fork, and fell from the air with his head in his hands.
The Snow Mosquito King saw that he had only one encounter with the opponent and caused a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building to fall down. It seemed that more people would die than live.
The next moment, it immediately began to tremble with excitement, and a voice kept ringing in its mind.
"This poison is so powerful. It turns out that it is so easy to deal with a cultivator of the same level. It is really so easy. Next time, I will let that little elephant with a residual soul know how powerful Master Mosquito is..."