Chapter 86
"Run! Spread out quickly!"
The violent wind blew away the cool morning mist, and above the usually quiet and empty valley came bursts of shrill screams and cries.
In the sky, a group of immortal cultivators were being chased everywhere by a helicopter.
No one knew when the next attack would come, and they racked their brains to understand why a formation that could withstand a full-strength attack from a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage could be broken so easily!
They didn't even know who their opponent was, what moves he was using, or what kind of terrifying black and cold weapon he held in his hand was!
"Damn it, someone must have leaked the news!"
At this point, they could only guess like this. A cultivator from a small sect was busy escaping while fiercely scanning the so-called "companions" around him who were in the same miserable state as him. He felt that someone among them must have betrayed the alliance for profit and reported the attack to the Lin Shen Sect in advance.
Otherwise, how could a powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage lie in ambush here in advance?
Yi Yan didn't know that in the eyes of this group of cultivators, he had already successfully advanced to the Spirit Transformation Stage. It was obvious that he didn't have any cultivation at all, and he hadn't even figured out the meaning of the dual cultivation secret book he had obtained from the treasure house of the Linshen Sect.
The reason why he was chasing so closely was not because he was in a hurry to kill them all, but he just wanted to drive this group of monks away from the area where Gu Liangyou was.
Of course, necessary deterrence is also indispensable.
No matter at any time or under any circumstances, Yi Yan's hand was always steady when shooting.
Instructor Jiao once commented on him, saying that Yi Yan's greatest strength is that he never shows mercy.
Especially to the enemy.
"We can't be passive like this any longer!"
Finally someone discovered his purpose and began to shout to the others: "Go to those white windmills! They don't dare to attack there!"
He was not the only one who noticed this. Another cultivator shouted, "That's right! As long as we scatter, he won't be able to attack accurately. Don't panic, we have to let the people of the Linshen Sect know how powerful we are!"
Yi Yan's face darkened when he noticed that these monks finally came to their senses and began to fly in the air on their flying swords in an irregular manner, trying to get closer to the locations of the wind turbines.
"Brother Yi, do you want to teach them a lesson?"
Yan Beichen asked tentatively.
His finger was already on the helicopter's fire button.
Although the main purpose of the helicopter they were carrying was to transport wind turbine blades, it was essentially an armed helicopter.
If they really start firing unleashed, those cultivators below the Jindan stage will probably be beaten into sieves.
"No," Yi Yan pressed his shoulder from behind and said in a serious tone, "It's easy to get hurt accidentally in this direction."
Sniper rifles are fine, at least he can calculate the wind force to control the direction of the bullet, but helicopter ammunition is not necessarily the same. The wind is strong near the wind valley, if the fire damages the wind turbine blades or the back of the valley beam where they are loading the blades, it will be a disaster.
Yan Beichen just remembered this.
Facing the counterattack of the monks who had reacted, his brows gradually furrowed in anger. While controlling the direction of the helicopter to fly flexibly in the air, he asked distractedly: "What are the third brother and the others doing? Even if the drone wants to test takeoff, this much time should be enough, right? It's been half a day and there's no support! If it continues like this..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fuselage suddenly shook violently!
Yan Beichen and Yi Yan looked up suddenly at the same time.
Looking at the red light that suddenly lit up on the dashboard, Yan Beichen cursed: "There's something wrong with the propeller, what a bunch of bastards! Brother Yi, it looks like we have to prepare for an emergency landing."
Parachuting is definitely not an option, even though the helicopter does have a parachute, but if you parachute at this time, wouldn't you just be a sitting duck for the enemy?
Yan Beichen kept a tense face and tried to control the stability of the fuselage. Compared with the monks who can fly with swords, the advantage of armed helicopters is that they have strong suppressive firepower, but flexibility and maneuverability are its major flaws. If it hadn't happened suddenly...
"Bang!"
Another collision sound was heard from above, and a flying sword was once again bounced away by the speeding propeller, but it also caused the propeller blades to deform.
Obviously, those monks would not sit idly by and watch them land safely.
Amid the violent shaking, Yi Yan untied the rope around his waist with an expressionless face, and quickly disassembled the sniper rifle and put it into the toolbox fixed in the helicopter.
Yan Beichen was busy driving the shaky helicopter with sweat all over his forehead. When he noticed the movement behind him, he couldn't help but turn his head and shout to the back amid the piercing alarm in the cabin: "Brother Yi, where are you going?"
"No need to land, just increase the altitude and parachute directly."
"Also, remember to go back to Gong Ming and report the helicopter repair."
Yi Yan inserted the loaded gun into the belt at the side of his waist, stood at the wide-open cabin door, and held the door frame tightly with his other hand to stabilize his body.
After determining the right time, he jumped down from the howling sky with a parachute pack on his back, face down!
Yan Beichen's pupils shrank: "Fuck, you dare to jump just a few hundred meters away - Boss Yi, are you crazy?"
But at this moment Yi Yan had already jumped out.
Below the helicopter, a monk riding a flying sword widened his eyes. He wanted to take advantage of the blind spot to launch a sneak attack, but when he saw the young man in black falling from the sky, his face hidden behind the mask turned pale with fright.
He tried desperately to speed up and dodge, but Yi Yan, who had already calculated his position, still grabbed him around the waist with a noose, his movements exactly like a cowboy tying a mad bull.
"release!"
After a violent shaking, Yi Yan swung his arm and jumped onto the flying sword. After standing firmly, the two maintained this posture and wrestled on the shaky flying sword.
It was impossible to shoot at such a narrow distance, and there was no room to draw the gun. Even fighting had to be done with extreme caution, because there was an unprotected altitude of hundreds of meters below.
If an ordinary person fell down, there would be no trace left.
But Yi Yan seemed to have no fear at all. He just stared at the attack approaching him. After dodging it by slightly turning his head, he took a step forward and focused on the opponent's chin. When the man's neck was exposed, he quickly strangled his neck with a rope, maintaining the force just enough to make the man feel weak and dizzy, but not completely suffocated.
"If you dare to wander around, you're dead."
Yi Yan lowered his voice and threatened behind him, frightening the monk whose face turned red from being strangled, and he trembled all over and could only nod desperately.
This operation of snatching the flying sword from high altitude was so amazing that not only the other cultivators, but even Yan Beichen who was still looking down in the cockpit was stunned.
“That’s awesome…”
But Yan Beichen had not forgotten his mission. While Yi Yan was attracting everyone's attention, he controlled the helicopter with black smoke coming out of the propeller, made a 180-degree turn in the air, then unbuckled the driver's seat belt and jumped directly from the sky.
Of course, before he jumped, he did not forget to bring down the toolbox containing Yi Yan's sniper rifle.
Because Yan Beichen knew one thing very well: for an excellent sniper, a handy weapon is extremely important.
"We're here to support you!"
Listening to Zhuge Xiao's excited voice in the headset, Yan Beichen, who was slowly descending under a red parachute, rolled his eyes and raised his middle finger towards the drone swarm not far away.
“Too slow!”
"There's nothing we can do. With such strong winds, it's not easy for a drone to take off." Zhuge Xiao argued, "And if it weren't for this, you wouldn't be able to see Boss Yi's cool operation, right?"
Yan Beichen sneered: "You can repeat this sentence to him in person later and see if Brother Yi will slap you with a big melon seed."
Zhuge Xiao: "...well, forget it then."
With the drone sharing the firepower, Yi Yan's pressure was also reduced a lot. But it was hard for the unlucky monk who was kidnapped in mid-air - Yi Yan directly used his head as a steering wheel, threatening him to let the flying sword fly in whichever direction the rope was pulled, and almost strangled him to death.
"Do you need help?"
Gu Liangyou's voice in the headset made Yi Yan pause as he was concentrating on dodging the monk's attack. Then he said in a deep voice: "No, just protect yourself. How long will it take to install the wind leaf?"
"About ten minutes." Gu Liangyou estimated the progress and replied.
"good."
Yi Yan agreed readily.
He only used his left hand to hold the rope, leaving his other hand free, and finally took out the gun from his waist.
With a click, he loaded the gun with one hand.
"Fly up."
Hearing the cold command behind him, the monk almost burst into tears:
Why didn’t you just tell me where to fly instead of strangling me?
But he dared not say anything and could only control the flying sword, huffing and puffing upwards with Yi Yan - as a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was already difficult enough for him to fly on a sword carrying the weight of two adult men, and if he wanted to do it faster, it was basically impossible.
Fortunately, Yi Yan didn't say much. All he needed to do was shorten the shooting range.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The sound of gunfire exploding beside his ears made the monk shudder all over. Fortunately, Yi Yan was aiming at someone other than him. The monk was both relieved and scared. He was relieved that he was not the one shot, but scared that in his current condition, it would be easier to be shot to death by this devil.
"I told you long ago that we should have brought a truckload of tracking missiles over here," Gong Ming said, smiling at the monks who were surrounded and locked by drones in the sky, in front of the simple drone command station on the ground. "Not only is it highly efficient, it also saves time and effort. We don't even have to collect the bodies. How convenient."
His expression now is as gentle and kind as when he was helping his classmates answer questions and solve problems in the psychological counseling room.
Zhuge Xiao: "...Teacher, there are only two of us here, and there is no live broadcast. Tell me the truth, which branch of psychology are you majoring in?"
Is this something a normal university psychology teacher would say?
Gong Ming happily told him: "Abnormal psychology."
“…………”
Zhuge Xiao smiled stiffly and thought, no wonder.
"In fact, I joined the special operations team in the beginning just to get close to Gu Liang," Gong Ming said as he nonchalantly controlled the drone swarm to shoot down another monk. The whole process was as casual as playing a simulated air battle. "But now I have one more subject for observation and research."
Zhuge Xiao subconsciously asked: "Who?"
"Of course it's classmate Yi," Gong Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the figure running around Gu Liang in the sky, and raised the corners of his lips, "I think he is also very interesting."
"Especially after the two of them got together, Mr. Yi became more valuable for research than before."
Zhuge Xiao gave a dry laugh.
What Mr. Gong means... is that after Brother Yi and Gu Liang got together, he became more perverted, right?
Suddenly, with a whoosh, a bullet hit the open space next to them!
Zhuge Xiao was so frightened that he almost jumped up from where he was standing: "What, what, what happened?"
Gong Ming raised his eyebrows, pressed the microphone, and apologized politely: "I'm sorry, Captain Yi, I forgot to turn off the public communication channel just now."
Although there was no trace of apology in his expression.
Yi Yan stood in mid-air, his cold gaze sweeping from top to bottom.
Even Zhuge Xiao, who was standing next to Gong Ming, couldn't help but shiver, but Gong Ming just smiled, picked up the laser gun beside him, pointed it at Yi Yan in the sky and pulled the trigger.
Yi Yan remained unmoved, still standing motionless on the flying sword. A red laser passed by him and accurately hit a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was trying to launch a sneak attack from behind.
Instead, the unlucky guy who was held hostage by Yi Yan groaned weakly and looked like he was about to pee his pants.
Zhuge Xiao felt that he was too miserable.
But soon, he gave up the idea.
Because there are others who are even more miserable.
"I'm fine." Gu Liangyou said in the public channel.
To assemble the fan blades weighing dozens of tons in such a short time required a heavy crane and the cooperation of hundreds of workers to complete the delicate assembly. Even the demon god who possessed the power of faith of all mankind could not help but gasp in his voice.
Of course, this is far beyond his limit.
It's just that Gu Liangyou has been distracted by paying attention to Yi Yan's movements, and it is still a bit strenuous to do two things at once - but if the main personality is taken into account, it can't be considered as completely doing two things at once, but should it be considered as doing two things at once?
In short, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing Gu Liangyou's words.
The successful loading of the wind blades meant that at least half of their manpower would be freed up, and they also had one more strong supporter.
If we use chess and board games as an analogy, Gu Liang himself is the king chess piece that absolutely cannot get into trouble, but at the same time, no one can deny that he is also the king bomb itself.
So, when several monks surrounded by the Mo team saw that there was no hope of escape, they gritted their teeth and summoned hundreds of flying swords, wanting to concentrate their fire on the black-haired young man who had just landed from the sky, everyone's faces turned dark in an instant, but no one thought that Gu Liang Youhui was really injured because of this.
"No need to do anything." Gu Liangyou pressed down the muzzle of Yi Yan's gun and gave him a calming look. "It just so happens that I suddenly had an idea..."
In front of so many people, he arrogantly pressed the microphone twice and started contacting the Mo University headquarters.
The hundreds of flying swords in front of him were shining coldly and coming with great force, but after hitting the air barrier, they fell to the ground with a crackling sound like rain.
Those monks turned pale with horror and just as they were about to escape, they were oppressed by the sudden increase in pressure around them and spit out blood on the spot. They fell heavily to the ground from mid-air.
Gu Liangyou's expression did not change at all:
"Hello, it's me, Gu Liang. Please help me connect to Academician Tang's channel..."
"Excuse me, Academician Tang. I'm Gu Liangyi. I wonder if your wind tunnel laboratory is still short of experimental personnel? I happen to have a few here. Yes, they are all newly caught, don't worry, they are very fresh... It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Anyway, they have parasites in their bodies to repair their bodies, and they will be full of life again after a few days of rest..."
"What, experiments can easily lead to injuries?"
After hearing Academician Tang's answer, Gu Liangyou frowned and glanced at the monks lying dead on the ground - except for the leader who was shot in the head by Yi Yan, the others were basically still alive.
Then, he replied nonchalantly: "That's not a problem. These people are very tough. At worst, we can just install a windshield on their flying swords."
Zhuge Xiao looked at Gu Liangyou who had a matter-of-fact look on his face, then looked at Yi Yan who had a calm expression beside him. He swallowed silently and took a half step back.
When he turned his head again, he found Gong Ming in a white coat standing behind him with his hands in his pockets, looking at the two people standing side by side in the open space with admiration, showing him a knowing smile and mouthing to him:
You see, what I said.
Zhuge Xiao: “…………”
As the only normal person present, he couldn't help but start to feel stomachache.
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