The two conquerors of the Indian team were covered in mist and entered a state of explosion. One of them had the ability to shock with electrocardiography, and his eyes patrolled the battlefield. Any survivor caught by his sight immediately felt a palpitation, and a dozen milliamps of energy
Electricity flowed on the surface of the body, making his body numb and almost losing control. Various illusory demonic figures floated in front of him, screaming and trying to devour the soul.
The other person opened his mouth and spit out a blue fist-sized ball towards the sky. While rotating like a merry-go-round, crescent-shaped wind blades shot out one after another, reaching hundreds of them in an instant.
It was like machine gun fire.
Boom boom boom, these wind blades are half a meter long, shining with a translucent luster in the sunlight, hitting the ground surface, and due to the super speed, they knock out clouds of smoke and pits.
Tang Zheng suffered two wind blades, which were neither painful nor itchy. The newcomers were not so lucky. The wind blades cut through their protective clothing and cut out wounds. They were so frightened that they hurriedly dodged towards the buildings on both sides.
This is a powerful range-wide group killing ability. Although the damage of a single wind blade is not high, the number of excess is enough to make up for it. In the blink of an eye, a radius of fifty meters is covered by a rain of wind blades, everywhere
Flying dust.
The python pounced on it, Tang Zheng waved his mechanical right arm, punched it into its mouth, and quickly blasted out the positron cannon. A beam of light instantly penetrated its body, tearing it apart, and there were scattered pieces of meat and pieces everywhere.
Blood.
As soon as the Indian team leader saw that Tang Zheng was the team leader, he knew that he was absolutely very strong and paid enough attention and vigilance. Therefore, the death of the python was already expected. He did not feel distressed and instead launched an attack according to the routine.
The Damascus scimitar in his right hand chopped off Tang Zheng's head, and his left hand quickly pulled out the powerful particle pistol from the holster on his leg, pointed it at his head, and pulled the trigger.
A red particle beam as thick as a thumb immediately shot towards Tang Zheng's chest.
Seeing the Indian captain's sudden burst of super combat power, Tang Zheng did not hold back. Two moon blades were activated, flying out from his belt and cutting into his arms and thighs. The Yukiyomaru in his right hand also slashed at his neck, left and right.
He had already grabbed a handful of rabbit bombs and smashed them into his face.
Boom, the particle beam hit Tang Zheng's chest, burning out a ball of charred black and black smoke, but it did not damage the skin.
Seeing this scene, the Indian captain was shocked. This pistol was an S-level prop. It was like cutting paper to break the defense below S-level. He knew that the conquerors would definitely focus on defense on the head, so he simply shot the heart. After all, they would be injured because of their clothes.
He was careless with his S-level protective clothing and was severely damaged by the particle beam gun.
Relying on the particle beam gun, the Indian captain killed many conquerors, but today he made a miscalculation.
"Is it SS-level?" As soon as this thought entered the Indian captain's mind, two moon blades shot at him one after another, hitting the shield with two bangs, shaking it to the point where it was shaking, and then Yukishiro Maru slashed it down, as if boiling water was pouring on it.
On the white snow, the shield instantly shattered into fragments and scattered.
"Impossible, my shield is S-level and can withstand the bombardment of S-level items." The Indian captain, who had escaped the rabbit bomb, looked at the two moon blades and the sharp-edged Yukishiro Maru, and his heart was unstoppable.
A chill arose. This guy's equipment was too luxurious. Whether it was bought with enough points or looted as trophies, it proved that he was extremely powerful.
Yukishimaru slashed the sky. After all, the Indian captain was a conqueror who had lived for more than ten rounds. He was not that easy to kill. Just when he was thinking of recalling the general and killing him with all his strength, a large white cloud filled with golden light floated from the west.
, without any words, hundreds of thunder and lightning pillars were directly lowered, blasting into the melee crowd.
A dozen newcomers on both sides were affected, and they immediately foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.
"If you don't stop, we will kill them all!" A majestic voice resounded in the sky, and the rolling white clouds stopped, revealing the lotus platform wrapped in it, with a Bodhisattva who was not angry and powerful sitting on it, behind him
, are a dozen disciples wearing dharma robes, clasping their hands together and chanting the name of the Buddha.
This formation was much stronger than that of Fudo Mingwang. The Zhongzhou Warhammer pair who had suffered a loss quickly stopped and withdrew from the battle circle. The Indians wanted to take advantage of the situation and chased after them.
"Humph!" The Bodhisattva's expression remained unchanged. With a single click of his finger, the thunder descended again and enveloped them.
Amidst the crackling sound, half of the Indian Trojan team lay down. Although they were not dead, they were all vomiting acid at the mouth and felt extremely uncomfortable. Especially the woman who could teleport. She originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos during the retreat to kill a few people and make some money.
After counting the points, I didn't expect to be struck by lightning, and I immediately knelt down towards the long street.
This hand immediately calmed the two teams, fifty meters apart, looking at the Bodhisattva on the lotus platform.
"Have you ever seen the four monks from the East?" The Bodhisattva looked far into the distance and saw the ruins of Tianzhu Temple, and his face became even more ugly.
"No." Tang Zheng shook his head. Who can guarantee that this person is not a monster? That kind of changeable ability is too annoying. It is better to play in a technological game scene.
Apparently someone in the Indian team believed in Buddhism. The moment he saw the Bodhisattva, he immediately knelt down and told the truth truthfully before the captain could speak.
"We are hunting down the four masters and disciples of Tang Monk in order to recover the scriptures they stole."
"Yes, keep working hard, but according to your strength, you can't kill that monster monkey." The Bodhisattva pointed his finger, and two golden hoops floated down, flying in front of Tang Zheng and the Indian captain, "Find a way to let the monster monkey take it with you
This, it will no longer be your opponent."
"Thank you Bodhisattva for your grace!" The Indian captain was very happy, knelt down and kowtowed devoutly.
Tang Zheng didn't want to get the golden hoop. Who knew if there was a tracking circle on it? Moreover, the condition for passing the level was to retrieve the true scripture, but he didn't tell the Bodhisattva.
"The Great Merciful and Compassionate Bodhisattva!" Old Yutou, who was still alive, kowtowed devoutly and asked with excitement and anxiety on his face, "How many years can I live?"
"Three years of longevity."
Old Yutou's face suddenly turned pale, and then he quickly fell down on the ground and said, "Please give me some guidance from the Bodhisattva."
"Retrieving the true scripture is a great merit, and I will grant you a hundred years of life." After the Bodhisattva finished speaking, he ignored the excited old man Yu who thanked him, and stared at Tang Zheng, "What? Do you have any dissatisfaction?"
"No!" Tang Zheng grabbed the golden hoop, put it in his arms, and bowed to the Bodhisattva.
"With this leaf, you can find the demon monkey. I will give you a ride now. If you can't get the scripture in three days, there is no need for you to live." The Bodhisattva did not give everyone a chance to distinguish, and waved his hand.
, white clouds surged down and enveloped everyone.
The survivors only felt their vision go blank. They regained their vision and appeared on a noisy highway. The citizens looked at the two heavily armed teams and did not panic.
"The portal to the Daughter's Kingdom will be opened in the nightclub at 12 midnight. You can enter at that time. Remember, no internal strife is allowed before you find the scripture, otherwise I will kill you first." The Bodhisattva's voice is like this.
The thunder rolled and lingered in my ears, ringing five times before disappearing.
"Chinese?" The Indian captain snorted coldly and glanced at the team members behind Tang Zheng, and then found that seven people on his side were dead. Everyone was embarrassed and their faces were extremely ugly.
"It's necessary!" Lu Fan squeezed over and took Tang Zheng's hand. She had never been to a nightclub before, and she was very curious as she watched the fashionable men and women walking in.
"None of you are going to go back alive, let's go." After saying these harsh words, the Indian team entered the nightclub.
"Shall we go in too?" Yu Manli frowned and asked, "Is that Bodhisattva's warning true?"
"I would rather believe it, I guess they don't dare to take action." Tantai looked at the surrounding environment and suggested, "Go in and ask for a private room to rest. You are too tired from fighting all the time. Besides, if you miss the portal,
We can’t go to the daughter country either.”
Tang Zheng took out the compass. The villain's arm also pointed at the nightclub. There was no other way. A group of people pushed open the glass door and entered. After walking up a flight of steps, a wave of noise and heat immediately hit their faces. The smell of alcohol and sweat was still there.
The smell of powder from some women's bodies also began to dissipate.
On the dance floor, hundreds of men and women were twisting their bodies crazily to the loud music. The high school students blinked when they saw an Indian woman wearing hot pants and a camisole, with a circle of men surrounding her, touching her butt from time to time.
She didn't care when she touched and rubbed some oil on her breasts. Instead, she twisted even more vigorously.
After going up to the third floor, they entered a large private room. After ordering some food and drinks, they closed the door and immediately cut off the sounds outside. Only then did everyone feel safe, and then they went to find their seats and relax.
No one was in the mood to sing, except for the high school students. This kid probably had too much adrenaline secreted from the killing just now. Before it was used up, he turned on the karaoke and picked an English song. He didn't care about others wanting to take a rest.
, grabbed the microphone and prepared to sing a song.
"Hey, don't disturb others. If you want to sing, go to another private room." Chu Baichuan was wiping his wife's sweat when he saw that Mei Jueye wanted to spare her. He immediately got angry.
"No money." The high school student answered simply, and seemed to have no intention of stopping. He started nodding along with the song.
"You can't understand people?" Chu Baichuan's face suddenly darkened, and he grabbed a can of beer on the coffee table. As long as this kid dared to sing, he would smash it.
"Didn't she say that killing teammates will deduct a thousand points? Do you dare to do it?" The high school student pointed at Pang Meiqin and rolled his eyes at Chu Baichuan with disdain, but he held the shotgun tightly in his hand, "Humph, there is one
My pregnant wife is a burden and is still arrogant, so I’m not afraid that you won’t have any scruples.”
"Hey, pay attention to your attitude." Pang Meiqin was annoyed, this crazy newcomer was too arrogant.
"Ha, then I apologize." Mei Jueye's tone was frivolous, with no intention of apologizing at all.
"You deserve a beating." Following Chu Baichuan's words, the can was wiped past the high school student's head, causing his bangs to flutter. The latter was also angry and raised the muzzle of his gun.
His fingers tightened and he was about to pull the trigger. He really wanted to kill these two people. He felt that earning two thousand points was just trivial based on his own strength.
