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Chapter 12 fiasco
Xi Fangping was terrible, and he had divine power. He tried his best to strike, but he was still in an absolute disadvantage. How strong are the monks’ strength? Just thinking about pouncing on each other again, Xi Fangping heard a few screams from behind him. He hurriedly looked back, and everything in sight made his hands and feet cold.
The monk in black is holding the sword tactic, commanding a small sword that is only a foot long at most, and stabbing at Wang Lei and others. The little sword flashes, obviously it is also a multiplier, and it is extremely fast, and Wang Lei and others can’t stop it at all. Wherever Xiaojian went, Wang Lei and others fell to the ground in succession, and a small hole appeared in his chest, and the blood kept flowing out from the wound. In the blink of an eye, all ten brothers were slaughtered by another monk.
Xi Fangping’s eyes were almost bleeding, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Boss, big brother." However, no one has answered his words. In the blink of an eye, ten relatives who are no different from his brother fell down, and their hearts fell down reluctantly. Some of them didn’t even have time to raise their weapons and shoot a bolt at the black monk. Although they have experienced countless life-and-death duels, although their actual combat experience is half dead, in front of the monks, they even have no room to fight back.
Two lines of tears flowed slowly from Xi Fangping’s eyes, down his cheeks, down his chin and into the soil at his feet. Xi Fangping’s mind was blank for more than 10,000 years, and he never shed any tears except when he left Master. However, his heart is very painful now, as if something had been forcibly taken away from his heart. His heart was empty, as if he had only become a shell, but his soul had left with ten brothers.
There was a sneer at the back, which woke up Xi Fangping, who was in extreme sorrow: "Boy, aren’t you very strong? Please try again. I’d like to see how strong a Hercules among mortals is."
Xi Fangping’s eyes suddenly returned to calm, and the soul finally returned to its place. He knows that now is not the time to be sad. Now, he has to find a way to escape this robbery and then find a way to avenge his brothers. Xi Fangping slammed his mace and shouted at the monk in front of him: "As monks, you slaughter mortals at will, aren’t you afraid of the scourge?"
The friar ha ha a smile: "There are 800 mortals who died at my hands without a thousand. I am still alive. The scourge, ha, you will know the taste of the scourge later. "
XiFangPing expression slowly calmed down, he knew that he had to escape, if you don’t escape, have to fold here today, in that way, can’t revenge for the boss. Looking at the surrounding environment, he asked faintly, "Very well. If you are brave enough, just tell me which sect you belong to."
The monk was stupefied, and then a funny look appeared on his face: "Ha, you are a mortal, not even as good as an ant, are you qualified to know our sect?" Maybe you want to avenge yourself on our sect. It’s so funny. "
While laughing happily, another monk cheered: "Brother, you have found the Millennium Ginseng. You’d better stop playing and get rid of him before it’s too late."
Taking advantage of the opportunity of two people talking, Xi Fangping suddenly showed his posture and drilled into the grass next to him. The monk paused and sneered, "Do you think you can escape?"
There was a whirring sound from behind. Xi Fangping turned his head to see that there was a bowl-sized fireball flying directly towards him. About fifty feet behind the fireball, the monk was pinching his hands and waving his fingers repeatedly, directing the fireball to hit Xi Fangping. XiFangPing attached to fold a few times, but, has been unable to avoid the fireball. Seeing that it was inevitable, Xi Fangping gritted his teeth and simply threw the mace with all his strength. The mace roared and smashed it at the monk.
Mace, before Xi Fangping catch his breath, the fireball thumped on his back, and the huge impact made Xi Fangping fly ten feet away. The terrible heat on the fireball instantly burned Xi Fangping’s back black. When he was still in the air, Xi Fangping had been beaten to death, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell.
The mace thrown out by Xi Fangping in desperation, with a terrible whistle, smashed toward the gray monk. The monk in gray showed a dignified expression on his face, and his shield reappeared, and his aura was fully absorbed. The shield flashed a beautiful light and greeted him with a mace. The actual combat experience of this monk in gray is also good. I know that as a monk, he is quick in the operation of reiki, not his own posture. If you want to avoid the ferocious mace, you may fall into a disadvantage, so you might as well directly block it.
There was a loud noise, and the mace touched the shield, and the strong wind stirred up the loess on the ground. The monk in gray went back a dozen paces, almost sitting on the ground, his arm was sore and numb, and he could hardly move. He hurriedly raised his shield and looked at it. On the shield, a few thin cracks appeared, and the aura on it suddenly weakened a lot.
The face of the monk in gray suddenly changed. This mortal has great strength. As a monk, he was beaten in such a mess that even the instruments he finally got were damaged. If this mortal didn’t have any aura, he wouldn’t want to keep this multiplier today. Thinking of this, the monk in gray couldn’t help cursing angrily, and was about to run to Xi Fangping’s side and cut him to pieces. Fortunately, the monk in black stopped him: "Brother, let’s get out of here quickly. It’s not just our monks who get the news of the Millennium ginseng. It’s quite dangerous here. "
If the two guys go to Xi Fangping’s side and look closely, something will be different now. At first, although Xi Fangping’s back was bloody, even some bones were exposed. However, when Xi Fangping fainted, the wound on his back was healing quickly with the naked eye. For more than ten thousand years, Xi Fangping has been feeding on colorful lotus seeds. What is the colorful lotus? It’s a rare treasure even in the spiritual world. For mortals, colorful lotus seeds can prolong life and keep fit; For monks, colorful lotus seeds can improve cultivation and break through the bottleneck; For the god beast, colorful lotus is not only a great tonic for improving cultivation, but also a good medicine for healing. XiFangPing but dragon incarnate, itself inherited the nine-claw golden dragon and basaltic beast that horribly tenacious vitality, otherwise, the egg wouldn’t have stayed in the soil for one hundred thousand years and still hatched. At the same time, I have been eating colorful lotus seeds for a long time, and the terrible medicine of colorful lotus seeds accumulates in the body. It can be said that Xi Fangping’s self-healing ability is stronger than that of high-ranking monks.
Swearing, Brother Grey threw the flying sword reluctantly and was about to leave. Suddenly, three figures appeared in the low air dozens of feet away, and at the same time there was a delicate laugh: "Taoist friends want to leave so much? Please also ask Daoyou to put down the Millennium ginseng. "
One leng, the two monks slapped the storage bag, and a shield and a small sword appeared in their hands, looking warily ahead. I saw three people getting closer and closer, all wearing beautiful gauze clothes, fluttering in the air with the wind, which was quite attractive with their exquisite figure. The man in the middle is wearing a red gauze, the one on the left is wearing white, and the one on the right is wearing yellow, with three feet of beautifully made emerald leaves under his feet. That beautiful blade looks like a low-order instrument at first glance. From the perspective of this walking instrument alone, although they are both low-order monks, the blades used by these three women are much higher in quality than those used by two male monks.
The black monk’s face sank and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Is it the bitch of Yingyue Palace?"
The woman in red in the middle didn’t think it was different. Jiao smiled and said, "Taoist friends are knowledgeable and see the origin of us. If Taoist friends donate thousands of years of ginseng, I can spare you the crime of disrespect just now. "
The monk in black and the monk in gray looked at each other, gritted their teeth and laughed darkly: "Others are afraid of you reflecting on the moon palace, but we are not afraid. The Millennium ginseng is in our hands, so come and get it if you can. "
While speaking, three women have landed on the ground. These three women, all beautiful and charming, are rare beauties. Especially the girl in yellow is better than the other two, and the eyes of the monk in gray are a little dull. Fortunately, as a monk, his control ability is not bad, and he quickly turned his eyes away from the exquisite figure of three women.
The woman in red’s face sank and said slowly, "It seems that you are the hard way to make a toast. Well, even people can stay with ginseng. "
Say that finish, three women a clap storage bag, each with the same instrument. In the hand of the woman in red, it is a red tassel gun with a length of ten feet; A woman in white has two hands, each holding a small shield only one foot high; The multiplier in the hands of a woman in yellow is even more strange. It turns out to be a ribbon that seems to have no effect.
Friar Grey and Friar Black showed awe on their faces. They saw that these three women were obviously good at teaming up against each other, and the three instruments were carefully configured. The woman in red holds the pike as the main attack, while the woman in white holds the shield as the main guard, while the woman in yellow may be the one with the highest cultivation and the most dexterous posture among the three people. She should be responsible for coordinating and sneak attack. As soon as the multiplier is held in your hand, the three people naturally pose a small formation, which shows that the three people have been working together against the enemy for quite a long time.
The two monks exchanged glances, and they were already planning to run away. From the point of view of the cultivation of both sides, they are all four layers of air-entraining cultivation, which is almost the same. However, the three women were born in a big sect. Although the instruments in their hands were as low-order as their own, their quality was much better than their own. In addition, the number of women was dominant and they were good at joint attack. This battle was already lost without hitting two people. However, the two monks have scruples in their hearts. Their flying swords are much worse in quality than the green leaves of Yingyue Palace, and the degree must be much slower. Even if they want to escape, they can’t escape the pursuit of three women.
Before the two monks made a decision, the woman in red attacked first. With a shake of the pike in his hand, the monk in gray, who made the woman look disgusting, stabbed him straight in the past. Monks generally pay attention to the improvement of cultivation, but they don’t care at all about martial arts. If you are a natural expert who has been lonely for a long time and saw the blow of the woman in red, you will definitely laugh off your fangs. That martial arts can’t even compare with third-rate martial arts. However, the shining light on your gun clearly shows that even five innate masters will be picked by this gun if they are strung together.
Since we can’t escape, we have to fight recklessly. The two monks gnashed their teeth and waved their implements to meet them. After only a few minutes of fighting, the two monks were at a disadvantage. The woman in red pinched the dharma tactic, and the pike came out to sell, and constantly attacked around the two monks, with great strength and speed, until the monks in gray and black complained; The woman in white sacrificed two shields, which became three feet high in the wind and circled around three people constantly, taking over most of the attacks by people in gray and men in black; However, for people in gray and men in black, the biggest threat comes from the woman in yellow. She hides behind the shield shadow of the woman in white. The ribbon is like a poisonous snake. It strikes from the air for a while and then comes out from under your feet. Every time you attack, two male monks are in a hurry, and several times it is almost caught by the ribbon.
Crashed with a clash, the pike and the shield in the hands of the gray man collided again, and the pike was full of light, while the shield in the hands of the gray man suddenly broke apart and fell to the ground, becoming a pile of scrap iron. Just now, Xi Fangping’s all-out blow has hit a few cracks in this shield, plus the high-strength impact with the pike, which makes the shield finally untenable, and the light clears and falls to one side.
The sudden change surprised the man in gray. He retreated behind the man in black without thinking, and then a fireball bigger than the one that just hit Xi Fangping smashed into the white man. Friar Grey must think that as long as the woman in white is wounded first, the other side’s defense system will collapse, and they will have the possibility of turning defeat into victory.
However, the fireball that beat Xi Fangping to death did no harm to the woman in white. A shield meets the fireball and collides twice. The light on the shield is full and the hissing sound keeps coming out. In the blink of an eye, the fireball changed from big to small, and finally dissipated in the invisible. Friar Grey was surprised. Without thinking, he flew past with several fireballs. However, the reiki in his body has been consumed almost, and the fireball is thrown smaller and smaller, and the throwing power is lower and lower. By the time of the eighth shot, the fireball was only half the size of the first one, and the white woman took it easily.
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Chapter 13 Bleeding into the Body
Friar Grey was frightened and patted the storage bag. A small bottle appeared in his hand. Friar Grey just pulled off the bottle cap, but before he could throw it out, a ribbon suddenly swept over the ground, suddenly caught Friar Grey’s feet and pulled hard. The monk in gray couldn’t control his body and fell to the sky. Before the monk in gray could react, the pike appeared over the monk in gray and plunged down hard. Only heard a scream, a big hole appeared in the gray monk’s chest, and blood poured out from the big hole.
The monk in gray fell down, and it was even worse to rely on the monk in black alone. Only supported for a while, the sword in the hands of the monks in black was blown away, and at the same time, the pike went through the chamber, making a big hole in the belly of the men in black. Even if the vitality of the monks is tenacious, there is no possibility of survival.
The woman in red put away the pike, went to the body of the black monk and took off the storage bag around her waist. God’s knowledge is revealed, checked and nodded with satisfaction. In addition to the brocade box containing thousand-year-old ginseng, there are some low-grade lingshi and three or five kinds of Dan medicine. This harvest is just so-so.
You’re welcome to hang the storage bag on her waist. The woman in red said to the woman in yellow, "Sister Lin, go and pick up the storage bag of the guy in gray. Let’s add it. This time, we have made great contributions and sent thousands of ginseng up. It is estimated that each of us will get some Dan medicine and several instruments. "