Chapter 2342 Depressed Middle-aged Monk
The middle-aged monk’s method startled Tang Zhen, who was hiding in a tree to watch the battle, with a shocked expression on his face.
Whether it was the process of the middle-aged monk reciting the incantation or the scene of the object flying up to kill the enemy, he could see everything in detail.
This miraculous method was completely beyond his imagination, and it was exactly the same as the legendary immortal.
“Are there really immortals in this world?!”
Tang Zhen had always thought that things like immortals and demons would only appear in legends and would never appear in real life.
But until this moment, he didn't realize how shallow his knowledge was. It turned out that some things didn't exist, but he didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with them.
Looking at the flying golden light, Tang Zhen was secretly wary. If he was hit by such a thing, he would probably be seriously injured even if he was not dead.
The sense of crisis coming from his heart cannot be faked at all, reminding him that he must be more vigilant.
“You must not let this guy discover you. If it doesn’t work, then strike first and kill him directly!”
Tang Zhen thought of this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He has already guessed the purpose of these guys and accidentally killed their accomplices. The best thing to do now is to keep them all here.
Only by doing this can we keep our secrets and prevent more people from knowing about this treasure.
Another reason is that Tang Zhen is afraid that the middle-aged monks will attack him. Facing the golden light that can easily kill the hairy monster, he is really not sure that he can resist and dodge.
Having made up his mind, Tang Zhen slowly raised the bamboo spear in his hand and aimed at the middle-aged monk under the tree.
"If you dare to snatch my things, you'd better die!"
Tang Zhen growled in his heart, and at the same time threw out the bamboo gun and shot straight at the middle-aged monk.
Because the hiding place was very concealed, no one discovered Tang Zhen. So when he launched his attack, the enemies below did not take any precautions at all.
But the middle-aged monk suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of crisis in his heart. The moment the bamboo spear flew out, he immediately found himself targeted by a fatal attack.
A silver light suddenly appeared, completely covering his body, and dozens of runes flashed in the air.
"Bang!"
The bamboo gun hit the silver light shield and instantly shattered into slag due to the huge force. The flying bamboos were pierced all over the tree trunks.
After the silver light shield was hit, it flickered a few times and then disappeared, like a candle blown out by the wind.
"Damn bastard, who is attacking me?"
Looking at the broken bamboo fragments scattered on the ground around him, the middle-aged monk roared loudly, but a trace of fear and happiness flashed in his eyes .
If the protective magic weapon he carried had not worked, he would have been stabbed by the bamboo spear. With the power of the bamboo spear, it could easily stab him to death!
While roaring, he also looked around intently, trying to find the location of the sneak attacker.
When Tang Zhen, who was hiding in the tree, saw this, he secretly thought it was a pity. When he was about to think of another way, he saw the middle-aged monk's eyes just glance over.
Ordinarily, in this dark environment, it is impossible for the middle-aged monk to see himself hiding in the tree, but Tang Zhen could clearly feel that the other person's eyes had passed through the leaves, looking straight at him. fell on himself.
“What’s going on? Can he see me?”
Tang Zhen had a doubt in his heart, and when he was about to confirm, he saw a green light flash in the eyes of the middle-aged monk.
It was obvious that shock and anger flashed through the other party's eyes.
After seeing the middle-aged monk's eyes, Tang Zhen was immediately sure that this guy must have discovered him.
“You bastard, go to hell!”
As soon as this thought arose, I heard a low roar from the middle-aged monk, and the golden light hovering around his body suddenly moved toward Tang Zhen flew over. "There is danger!"
Looking at the golden light flying towards him, Tang Zhen immediately felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. While dodging as fast as he could, he subconsciously threw out the short knife on his waist.
He had a feeling that this golden light could not be avoided blindly, but must be intercepted.
Just as he was retreating backwards, the golden light had already caught up with him, and the short knife that Tang Zhen threw out hit the golden light directly.
“Bang!”
There was a crisp sound of impact, and sparks shot out from the tree crown. The golden light flying toward Tang Zhen was knocked away and fell directly to the ground.
After the golden light fell to the ground, it bounced a few times like a dead fish. Then the golden light quickly dissipated, revealing a small rune sword more than two inches long.
A deep mark appeared on the originally delicate sword body, which was obviously caused by the collision just now.
The expression of the middle-aged monk not far away changed suddenly. He looked at the small rune sword that fell on the ground, his expression twisted and painful.
“Poof!”
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and then he showed a ghostly expression and roared in an incredible tone: "How is this possible? How could he, a mere mortal, damage my magic weapon!"
However, this is the fact. The magic weapon he worked so hard to build was directly destroyed when he attacked Tang Zhen just now.
The middle-aged monk's magic weapon is a special secret method that is similar to his body organs.
Due to the special material, the rune sword is almost indestructible and can easily cut through even steel.
Once damaged, the middle-aged monk will also suffer the same damage, and in severe cases, he may even lose his life.
Fortunately, the dagger was made of ordinary metal and passed by the rune sword, otherwise it would have been directly smashed into pieces.
In that case, the middle-aged monk will definitely suffer serious injuries, and it will not be as simple as vomiting blood.
Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged monk, the team leader was startled. He was still shocked by the other party's fairy-like methods just now, and he was shocked and envious at the same time.
But in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged monk spit out blood, and the golden light fell to the ground and disappeared.
The middle-aged monk has a special status. The boss of the team leader has specially told him to take care of him and never let him encounter any mistakes.
It was precisely because of this that the team leader became anxious and quickly stepped forward to check and inquire.
"I'm fine. The boy we are following is hiding in the tree. Shoot him!"
When the middle-aged monk spoke, he had an expression of gritted teeth. , eyes full of malice and hatred.
Tang Zhen caused him great losses, making the middle-aged monk want to cut him into pieces in order to vent his hatred!
After hearing the middle-aged monk's order, the leader and others did not dare to neglect, and immediately raised their guns and shot at the crown of the tree.
At this time, Tang Zhen had already evacuated. The team leader and others beat him until the leaves were flying, but they didn't hurt him at all.
At the same time, the hairy monsters also surrounded them and attacked the middle-aged monk and others.
The hairy monsters showed terrifying strength, coming and going like the wind one by one, making it difficult for the middle-aged monks and the group to guard against them.
Continuous screams sounded, but in a short period of time, six or seven people had died under the fangs and claws of the hairy monster.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader quickly called his men to gather together, and finally leaned under a big tree.
After leaning against the big tree, the original dilemma was immediately alleviated, which also made the middle-aged monk and the team leader secretly sigh in relief.
(End of this chapter)