Chapter 682

The monk felt his head was like a rock, and the cold and hard touch made him think he had lost his hand.

But with the rapid decline of the enemy's upper limb strength, seal none also gradually calm down, hands continue to exert pressure, it seems to be the same as the two people to knead together.

The monk fell on the ground with his legs entangled with the invisible enemy, and he broke his two arms skillfully during the roll.

If the close fighting between the monk and the monk is either equal, the two sides will win and win three days and nights, or they will die and death in a moment.

No one hand in the dark holds the other's neck, the other hand touches the enemy's head, and it is a bald head indeed!

"Who are you?" The martial monk's strength on his hand was slightly relieved, and gave the enemy a chance to breathe: "is it the monk who is haunting the temple?"

Then seal no one found a bit of wrong force, the enemy in hand did not breathe, as if already dead, the skin is cold.

Bad!

The enemy in the hands of the monk hit a position between his legs with his knees. Few monks fighting with non-human creatures bought a list for his intention.

In the dark, there was a sound of the monk breathing cold air.

He could not hear the enemy escaping in the dark for three seconds before he slowed down.

At this time, Feng Wu's master Tang Sanzang is following the breath of the night in the dark, and constantly goes underground.

If it is not for the perception of master Sanzang, I am afraid that he will have lost his way in this labyrinth underground space.

In the place not far away from him, the monk always moves forward like a ghost, and seems to guide the master Sanzang to move forward. Whenever master Sanzang is about to lose his trace, he will stop at the edge of the perception of the master.

Tang Sanzang is a high-level monk who is about to enter the immortal state. If not, he has no chance to go all the way, and he has gone through half the world from the loess area to the far south colony.

According to the player's algorithm, Tang Sanzang is a martial monk with a level of 14. He is a famous and big school. He has high innate attributes, and all kinds of talents and skills that cooperate with the profession.

All along, the master of Sanzang has been taking the purpose of traveling through the red dust and participating in various activities of the retribution battle group by experiencing life, and has not exposed the real strength.

At first, he was mixed with the retribution battle group, because the master of Sanzang owed a favor to the sorceress Federation. Later, he lived in the retribution battle group for a while when he saw so many black haired and black eyed compatriots.

It was a surprise to receive a stupid apprentice. Master Sanzang had intended to wait for these little guys to pass the difficulties and take them to fly far and go on their own journey.

But these people can make trouble too much. In a few months, almost all the world enemies have been made, so that Tang Sanzang has to postpone his journey once and again.

Now, master Sanzang began to take seriously. Evil things for monks are like chaos to the demon hunters, as the enemy and responsibility.

The master of Sanzang who always believed in fate and fate thinks that the reason why God let himself meet these compatriots is to let himself come here and suppress evil things!

Tang Sanzang knew that he was hanging in front of him at night. He was not very kind, but he still followed up fearlessly. He would like to see what medicine he sells in gourd!

From the beginning, he had a little wariness for the monks of Yingfeng temple. They always pay attention to the cultivation of mind and spirit. What kind of monks can they bring up, such as shadow winding temple, which hides himself in a dark temple?

Moreover, since ancient times, the temples responsible for suppressing evil things have been seduced by evil things, and the degenerate monks are not in a few.

The only surprise Tang Sanzang was the voice that had suddenly spoken and disappeared before. Although tired, it also had a great and positive spirit inside.

For things that you don't understand, master Sanzang has always been reluctant to think more about it. Since there are weird things, you can rush in and open it up. You can see it!

On the other hand, the battle between green skin and the samurai was not able to win for a while, and the green skin equipped with new weapons and the samurai were equally matched in a time.

Although the samurai are well coordinated and generally superior to green skin, together with the support of the pastor, professional commanders are in charge of command and continue to effectively kill the green skin.

But, obviously, brother Zhige doesn't care about casualties, green skin don't care about themselves. They come here because he said that there is a war to fight!

I don't lie! The best waaaagh!

In the forest, the continuous stream of green skin Road, less than 10, more than dozens are attracted by the shouting and killing. Most of them are soldiers scattered on the road by Zhige, and many are wild green skin tribes, which are totally for a lively gathering.

The commander who returned to the town found that his own killing speed seems to be less than the other party's increase speed. With the battle going on, the number of green skin has not decreased, but it has increased slightly!The green skins not only have faint traces of encircling the paladin, but also see that in the rear of the battlefield, dozens of thin green skins have been urged by the overseer to start cleaning up the ruins of the city wall.

These green skins do not delay. They are fighting and constructing at the same time!

"Is that the green skin we met last time?" Li Yanlong asked the Ranger hesitantly.

Among all the green skins, there was a strong green skin with a height of more than three meters. His face was covered with scars. There were only two black holes in his eyes and a metal chin.

It's not only a short waistcoat, but also a green belt.

"I can't remember. These green skins are almost the same. If they are, they seem to have grown a lot?" The Ranger Ji WanBing is not good. It's too difficult to distinguish green skin by its shape.

"Would you like to try and give it an arrow?" Li Yanlong chuckled at the Ranger: "the paladins can't hold on. Let's help them!"

The Ranger measured the distance with his fingers and shook his head regretfully: "no, it's too far away. The arrow doesn't have much power. The green skin's vitality is too strong. It's meaningless if you can't make a fatal attack."

"You help me aim, I'll try it!" The female Samurai did not know when she brought out a gun from the space equipment and put it on the wall excitedly: "this range must be enough!"

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