Chapter 116

Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monk!

In the memory of Happy Past Life, the strength of these thirteen Shaolin monks is far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the swordsmen of the desert "Dingbei Hou" from the royal court of the desert.

The 'Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monk' has amazing combat power, and he has practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations. He is well aware of the essence of the round battle between the formation with more and the less. With alternation, even if dozens of masters of the Creation Realm take action at the same time, they can easily take over and eliminate them, and make a name for themselves in the mission of the Emperor's birthday.

Speaking of which, these thirteen people were even the senior brothers of Kaixin’s previous life, but they were so happy that they were not as good as the other party.

"In the last life, you were here. You lost the escorts at the last moment and were wasted all your previous efforts. In this life, I will clean up the mess."

Hearing the fierce fighting sounds from the official road ahead, the young man in blue slowly stood up from his seat - he naturally rushed to the foot of Songshan Mountain at night.

After changing into a black suit, under the black clothes, his happy, calm and indifferent face became more and more mysterious and handsome. He slowly took out a black cloth strip, tied it tightly, covering his face, and jumped away from the pavilion with a "swoosh".

...

The battle took place at the intersection ahead.

I saw that one of the already very broken raid carts was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse with a dart lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and died for a long time;

choke!

"clang……"

Thirteen stick monks guarded the brocade box with an angry face, fighting fiercely with more than 30 players on the periphery. There were more than a dozen strong archers bent bows and arrows on both sides of the official road in the distance, with bright eyes, and the arrows locked onto a stick monk, cooperating with the besieged people to disrupt the stick formation.

At a glance, you can tell that this group of people has been carefully planned and prepared, and has been eyeing the Thirteen Stick Monk for a long time.

Although the Stick Monk has the advantage of group battles, the group of players in the Creation Realm ambush here are obviously not mediocre players, and they are not fond of fighting. They just use archers from afar to raid appropriately, resulting in the Stick Monk being both focused and even three-purpose. On the one hand, they cannot leave the escort car, and they are soon stretched. The three Stick Monks were hung up with the lottery, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced after being shot, and it was difficult for the stick formation to continue.

On the other hand, the opponent continued to swim without attacking, and cooperated with the archers occasionally attacked once, and the Thirteen-stick monks were furious and resentful:

"Shameless villain! Don't hide if you have the ability!"

"Hahahaha... the villain is the villain. In short, we have to decide the dart in your hands! And your life!!" The attacker didn't mind the curse of the stick monk at all, and sneered continuously. He continued to use this method to eliminate the living power of the Thirteen Stick Monks and gradually destroyed their demon-subduing stick formation.

"Come and get it if you have the guts! Iron walls!"

With the angrily shout of the monk in the lead, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time, and the iron rods in their hands were spinning wildly like a turntable, moving forward and backward alternately. For a moment, the sticks were scattered, and waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who were intending to attack were dizzy and injured several people when they were invading the attack.

The wonderful use of the long weapon archer merger was fully used by the Thirteen Stick Monk!

"A little trick to carving insects."

One of the attackers rushed out of the group of people. He was burly, black all over, sharp eyes, his hands spread out like a mechanical one, and flew away, like an eagle, pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk from top to bottom.

"roll!"

The Thirteen Stick Monk reacted very quickly. The three of them were neatly arranged and stepped up. The Mianjin Stick brought heavy stick shadows and hit the person at the same time with the momentum of thunder...

boom!

The person was injured at the waist, thighs, chest and abdomen at the same time. He screamed in pain and fell out.

but.

While hitting the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin monks all felt their internal strength surge, and took a step back, and an abnormal red tide flashed across their faces.

The archer in the distance immediately caught a flaw in the iron wall. The three of them were shot at the same time, and the entire stick formation immediately had a loophole, and there was no such thing as nothing.

Only by relying on a few stick monks dancing with stick shadows could he barely block the bad luck of death.

However, the three of them were shot in the arms, and their movements were not as good as before. It was impossible to continue maintaining the stick formation...

The monk with the lead gaze sharply and turned to the man:

"Iron cloth shirt!"

A group of stick monks discovered that the person who was hit by three companions had just stepped back several steps and stood firm. His face was as normal and his voice was very bright, but he looked completely unharmed.

Even a grandmaster-level bodyguard shouldn't have such terrible defense capabilities, right?!

"Ignorance!"

A cold snorted from the air:

I saw that the man had already jumped high again and rushed over.

"Get back!"

Several stick monks turned up alertly, and this time they used ten percent of their strength to knock the latter away again;

If an ordinary player is hit like this, no matter how powerful he is, he should have suffered significant internal injuries;

However, this time the latter only took three steps back and dissolved all the strength of his body, slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.

The Thirteen Stick Monk's expression changed drastically...

"Excellent body protection."

"I've got some brains at last."

The man smiled coldly, then his smile subsided, and changed into a solemn look without hesitation: "Take it!"

Archers move together;

More than thirty masters from the Creation Realm were dispatched together;

With great loss of strength, the Thirteen-stick monk who lost the protection of the stick formation could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention that there were full-time archers next to him laying cold arrows.

Less than ten moves...

The Thirteen Stick Monks were knocked down one by one, and the blood stained the escort carts and tributes behind them that had been guarding for several days.

"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon, get the escort box, and let's go!"

The group of people acted very quickly, destroyed the Thirteen Stick Monk, hurriedly picked up the things, leaving behind a mess in the ground, and soon disappeared without a trace.

As soon as a group of people left, the middle-aged sloppy man in the pavilion appeared between the corpse of the Thirteen-stick monk. He frowned and glanced at him, shook his head and sighed:

"His grandma, if I had known that these monks were so ineffective, I would have helped you solve the archers, alas!"

After saying that, he glanced at the direction of the group leaving, hesitating whether he should chase after him.

There are nearly fifty masters in the Creation Realm, and they act in such a unified plan, they should be members of a certain family or team. It is difficult for him to grab things from a regular organization alone.

Just as the sloppy man was hesitating, his face suddenly changed, and he disappeared from the spot as lightning as lightning.

The horse's hooves are thundering!

"Driving!Driving!"

"Around it!"

A group of people who had just obtained the escort ran back quickly, with dust flying behind them, and a group of amazing and bandit-like men chasing behind them.

The burly and dark man ran in front, his feet were filled with wind, and he didn't dare to turn his head, his face full of shock and anger:

Grandma's!

It’s fine if you just met the Green Forest Alliance’s troops under the calamity, how could there be... a master of the mysterious realm appears?!

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Hehe, I was a little bit overwhelmed when I didn’t recommend it.
Chapter completed!