Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks!
However, the latter only took three steps back this time to resolve all the strength in his body, and slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.
Grandma’s!
…
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
The Thirteen-stick Monk’s expression changed drastically…
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
"Excellent body protection."
boom!
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
boom!
Speaking of which, these thirteen people were even Kaixin's senior brothers in his previous life, but Kaixin's ability was low at that time and the other party looked down upon him.
choke!
Less than ten moves...
Just when the sloppy man was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped down and disappeared from the place as fast as lightning.
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
However, the latter only took three steps back this time to resolve all the strength in his body, and slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.
At a glance, it was clear that this group of people had been carefully planned and prepared, and they had been targeting the Thirteen Stick Monks for a long time.
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
choke!
Hearing the sound of fierce fighting coming from the official road in front, the young man in blue shirt slowly stood up from his seat - he was naturally the 'happy' who rushed to the foot of Songshan Mountain on a starry night.
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
but.
"Drive! Drive!"
He changed into a black outfit. Under the black clothes, his happy, calm and indifferent face became more mysterious and handsome. He slowly took out another black cloth, tied it tightly, and covered his face, "Whoosh" With a loud bang, he leaped away from the pavilion.
He changed into a black outfit. Under the black clothes, his happy, calm and indifferent face became more mysterious and handsome. He slowly took out another black cloth, tied it tightly, and covered his face, "Whoosh" With a loud bang, he leaped away from the pavilion.
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
The archers in the distance immediately caught a flaw in the copper wall. Three people were hit by arrows at the same time, and a hole appeared in the entire stick formation, which was equal to nothing.
but.
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
…
However, the three of them were hit by arrows in their arms, and their movements were not as good as before. It was impossible to continue to maintain the stick formation...
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
A cold snort came from the air:
The battle takes place at the intersection ahead.
Less than ten moves...
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
Thirteen stick monks guarded the brocade box with angry faces, fighting fiercely with more than thirty players outside. In the distance, there were more than a dozen strong archers with bows and arrows on both sides of the official road in the distance, with bright eyes. God, the arrows locked onto a stick monk respectively, and cooperated with the besieging people to disrupt the stick formation.
"Drive! Drive!"
"roll!"
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
Only with the help of a few stick monks dancing their stick shadows could they ward off the bad luck of death.
"Iron Shirt!"
choke!
The battle takes place at the intersection ahead.
Grandma’s!
The archers move together;
A cold snort came from the air:
"Excellent body protection."
The group of people who had just obtained the darts ran back quickly, with dust flying behind them. A group of men with amazing momentum and gangsterism were chasing behind them on horseback.
"Dang..."
"Drive! Drive!"
One person rushed out from the group of attackers. He was tall, black all over, and had sharp eyes. His hands were spread wide open like a machine, and he jumped away, like an eagle, from top to bottom, and pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk.
Only then did a group of stick monks discover that the man who had been hit head-on by three of his companions actually just took a few steps back and stood still. His face remained as usual, his voice was very loud, and he appeared to be completely unharmed.
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
A cold snort came from the air:
The battle takes place at the intersection ahead.
Thirteen stick monks guarded the brocade box with angry faces, fighting fiercely with more than thirty players outside. In the distance, there were more than a dozen strong archers with bows and arrows on both sides of the official road in the distance, with bright eyes. God, the arrows locked onto a stick monk respectively, and cooperated with the besieging people to disrupt the stick formation.
Speaking of which, these thirteen people were even Kaixin's senior brothers in his previous life, but Kaixin's ability was low at that time and the other party looked down upon him.
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
At a glance, it was clear that this group of people had been carefully planned and prepared, and they had been targeting the Thirteen Stick Monks for a long time.
"Hahahaha... Villains will be villains. In short, we will decide the darts in your hands! And your lives!!" The attacker didn't mind the curse of the stick monk at all, he sneered and continued to spend time in this way. The effective power of the thirteen stick monks gradually destroyed their demon-conquering stick array.
The archers in the distance immediately caught a flaw in the copper wall. Three people were hit by arrows at the same time, and a hole appeared in the entire stick formation, which was equal to nothing.
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
Grandma’s!
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
but.
However, the three of them were hit by arrows in their arms, and their movements were not as good as before. It was impossible to continue to maintain the stick formation...
On the other hand, the opponent continued to swim without attacking, and cooperated with the archers like a cat and a mouse to attack occasionally. The Thirteen Stick Monks all had angry faces, filled with resentment:
"If you have the guts, come and get it! The wall is iron-clad!"
Just when the sloppy man was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped down and disappeared from the place as fast as lightning.
"Hahahaha... Villains will be villains. In short, we will decide the darts in your hands! And your lives!!" The attacker didn't mind the curse of the stick monk at all, he sneered and continued to spend time in this way. The effective power of the thirteen stick monks gradually destroyed their demon-conquering stick array.
The archers move together;
"Ignorant!"
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
However, the latter only took three steps back this time to resolve all the strength in his body, and slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
"Dang..."
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
Just when the sloppy man was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped down and disappeared from the place as fast as lightning.
"Hahahaha... Villains will be villains. In short, we will decide the darts in your hands! And your lives!!" The attacker didn't mind the curse of the stick monk at all, he sneered and continued to spend time in this way. The effective power of the thirteen stick monks gradually destroyed their demon-conquering stick array.
"If you have the guts, come and get it! The wall is iron-clad!"
"roll!"
"If you have the guts, come and get it! The wall is iron-clad!"
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
"Dang..."
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
"Little tricks."
"Dang..."
Following the angry shout of the leading stick monk, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time. The iron sticks in their hands were like a turntable, spinning wildly, alternately advancing and retreating. For a moment, the shadow of the stick was stunned, and the waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who intended to attack were dizzy. They were unable to advance or retreat, and several people were injured.
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
The group of people who had just obtained the darts ran back quickly, with dust flying behind them. A group of men with amazing momentum and gangsterism were chasing behind them on horseback.
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
At the same time as it hit the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin stick monks felt their internal energy surge and took a step back. An unusual blush flashed across their faces.
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
One person rushed out from the group of attackers. He was tall, black all over, and had sharp eyes. His hands were spread wide open like a machine, and he jumped away, like an eagle, from top to bottom, and pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk.
Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks!
Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks!
Following the angry shout of the leading stick monk, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time. The iron sticks in their hands were like a turntable, spinning wildly, alternately advancing and retreating. For a moment, the shadow of the stick was stunned, and the waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who intended to attack were dizzy. They were unable to advance or retreat, and several people were injured.
"Little tricks."
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
The archers in the distance immediately caught a flaw in the copper wall. Three people were hit by arrows at the same time, and a hole appeared in the entire stick formation, which was equal to nothing.
One person rushed out from the group of attackers. He was tall, black all over, and had sharp eyes. His hands were spread wide open like a machine, and he jumped away, like an eagle, from top to bottom, and pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk.
As soon as the group of people left, the slovenly middle-aged man in the pavilion appeared among the bodies of the Thirteen-stick Monk. He glanced at it with a frown, shook his head and sighed:
Following the angry shout of the leading stick monk, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time. The iron sticks in their hands were like a turntable, spinning wildly, alternately advancing and retreating. For a moment, the shadow of the stick was stunned, and the waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who intended to attack were dizzy. They were unable to advance or retreat, and several people were injured.
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
The thunderous sound of horse hooves!
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
Only then did a group of stick monks discover that the man who had been hit head-on by three of his companions actually just took a few steps back and stood still. His face remained as usual, his voice was very loud, and he appeared to be completely unharmed.
However, the latter only took three steps back this time to resolve all the strength in his body, and slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
"roll!"
Grandma’s!
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
"Dang..."
"Little tricks."
Only then did a group of stick monks discover that the man who had been hit head-on by three of his companions actually just took a few steps back and stood still. His face remained as usual, his voice was very loud, and he appeared to be completely unharmed.
On the other hand, the opponent continued to swim without attacking, and cooperated with the archers like a cat and a mouse to attack occasionally. The Thirteen Stick Monks all had angry faces, filled with resentment:
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
On the other hand, the opponent continued to swim without attacking, and cooperated with the archers like a cat and a mouse to attack occasionally. The Thirteen Stick Monks all had angry faces, filled with resentment:
boom!
"Drive! Drive!"
"His grandma, if I had known that these monks were so useless, I would have helped you get rid of those archers, alas!"
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
At a glance, it was clear that this group of people had been carefully planned and prepared, and they had been targeting the Thirteen Stick Monks for a long time.
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
boom!
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
Less than ten moves...
As soon as the group of people left, the slovenly middle-aged man in the pavilion appeared among the bodies of the Thirteen-stick Monk. He glanced at it with a frown, shook his head and sighed:
The visitor's waist, thighs, chest and abdomen were injured at the same time, and he screamed in pain and fell out.
The Thirteen-stick Monk’s expression changed drastically…
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
The visitor's waist, thighs, chest and abdomen were injured at the same time, and he screamed in pain and fell out.
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
As soon as the group of people left, the slovenly middle-aged man in the pavilion appeared among the bodies of the Thirteen-stick Monk. He glanced at it with a frown, shook his head and sighed:
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
but.
"Dang..."
The thirteen stick monks were knocked down one by one, and their blood stained the escort carriages and tributes that had been guarding them for several days.
Thirteen stick monks guarded the brocade box with angry faces, fighting fiercely with more than thirty players outside. In the distance, there were more than a dozen strong archers with bows and arrows on both sides of the official road in the distance, with bright eyes. God, the arrows locked onto a stick monk respectively, and cooperated with the besieging people to disrupt the stick formation.
At the same time as it hit the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin stick monks felt their internal energy surge and took a step back. An unusual blush flashed across their faces.
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
A group of people acted very quickly, destroying the Thirteen Stick Monks, hurriedly grabbing their things, leaving a mess on the ground, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Grandma’s!
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
The battle takes place at the intersection ahead.
Just when the sloppy man was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped down and disappeared from the place as fast as lightning.
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
The archers in the distance immediately caught a flaw in the copper wall. Three people were hit by arrows at the same time, and a hole appeared in the entire stick formation, which was equal to nothing.
At the same time as it hit the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin stick monks felt their internal energy surge and took a step back. An unusual blush flashed across their faces.
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
Only with the help of a few stick monks dancing their stick shadows could they ward off the bad luck of death.
The battle takes place at the intersection ahead.
As soon as the group of people left, the slovenly middle-aged man in the pavilion appeared among the bodies of the Thirteen-stick Monk. He glanced at it with a frown, shook his head and sighed:
Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks!
"Drive! Drive!"
Grandma’s!
Following the angry shout of the leading stick monk, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time. The iron sticks in their hands were like a turntable, spinning wildly, alternately advancing and retreating. For a moment, the shadow of the stick was stunned, and the waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who intended to attack were dizzy. They were unable to advance or retreat, and several people were injured.
"If you have the guts, come and get it! The wall is iron-clad!"
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
However, the three of them were hit by arrows in their arms, and their movements were not as good as before. It was impossible to continue to maintain the stick formation...
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
There are nearly fifty Creation Realm masters in total, and they act in such a unified plan. They should be members of a certain family or team. It is difficult for him to steal things from a formal organization.
Speaking of which, these thirteen people were even Kaixin's senior brothers in his previous life, but Kaixin's ability was low at that time and the other party looked down upon him.
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
"Finally I still have some brains."
Less than ten moves...
"Little tricks."
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
The battle takes place at the intersection ahead.
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
"Iron Shirt!"
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
"Surround around us!"
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
"Surround around us!"
"roll!"
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
"Finally I still have some brains."
Only then did a group of stick monks discover that the man who had been hit head-on by three of his companions actually just took a few steps back and stood still. His face remained as usual, his voice was very loud, and he appeared to be completely unharmed.
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
The thirteen stick monks were knocked down one by one, and their blood stained the escort carriages and tributes that had been guarding them for several days.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves!
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks!
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
The archers move together;
"Ignorant!"
"roll!"
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
After saying that, he glanced in the direction where the group of people were leaving, wondering whether he should catch up.
Only with the help of a few stick monks dancing their stick shadows could they ward off the bad luck of death.
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
A cold snort came from the air:
boom!
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
"Iron Shirt!"
More than thirty masters of the Creation Realm were dispatched together;
A cold snort came from the air:
Less than ten moves...
At the same time as it hit the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin stick monks felt their internal energy surge and took a step back. An unusual blush flashed across their faces.
"Get back!"
More than thirty masters of the Creation Realm were dispatched together;
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
"Little tricks."
"Get back!"
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
"Dang..."
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
but.
"Hahahaha... Villains will be villains. In short, we will decide the darts in your hands! And your lives!!" The attacker didn't mind the curse of the stick monk at all, he sneered and continued to spend time in this way. The effective power of the thirteen stick monks gradually destroyed their demon-conquering stick array.
However, the latter only took three steps back this time to resolve all the strength in his body, and slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.
"Surround around us!"
Although the stick monk has the advantage of group combat, the group of Creation Realm players ambushing here are obviously not mediocre players. They are not interested in fighting at all. They just use the archers in the distance to make a proper surprise attack, causing the stick monk to focus on two or even three uses. Unable to leave the escort carriage, they soon ran out of money. The three stick monks lost their fortune. After being hit by arrows, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to maintain the stick formation.
"If you have the guts, come and get it! The wall is iron-clad!"
The Thirteen-stick Monk’s expression changed drastically…
"His grandma, if I had known that these monks were so useless, I would have helped you get rid of those archers, alas!"
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
One person rushed out from the group of attackers. He was tall, black all over, and had sharp eyes. His hands were spread wide open like a machine, and he jumped away, like an eagle, from top to bottom, and pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk.
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
"Excellent body protection."
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
"If you have the guts, come and get it! The wall is iron-clad!"
"Finally I still have some brains."
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
The thirteen stick monks were knocked down one by one, and their blood stained the escort carriages and tributes that had been guarding them for several days.
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
"Iron Shirt!"
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
The Thirteen-stick Monk’s expression changed drastically…
The archers move together;
However, the latter only took three steps back this time to resolve all the strength in his body, and slowly raised his head, revealing a face full of pride and ferocious expressions.
Just when the sloppy man was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped down and disappeared from the place as fast as lightning.
More than thirty masters of the Creation Realm were dispatched together;
Following the angry shout of the leading stick monk, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time. The iron sticks in their hands were like a turntable, spinning wildly, alternately advancing and retreating. For a moment, the shadow of the stick was stunned, and the waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who intended to attack were dizzy. They were unable to advance or retreat, and several people were injured.
One person rushed out from the group of attackers. He was tall, black all over, and had sharp eyes. His hands were spread wide open like a machine, and he jumped away, like an eagle, from top to bottom, and pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk.
Less than ten moves...
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
A cold snort came from the air:
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
Less than ten moves...
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
He changed into a black outfit. Under the black clothes, his happy, calm and indifferent face became more mysterious and handsome. He slowly took out another black cloth, tied it tightly, and covered his face, "Whoosh" With a loud bang, he leaped away from the pavilion.
Only then did a group of stick monks discover that the man who had been hit head-on by three of his companions actually just took a few steps back and stood still. His face remained as usual, his voice was very loud, and he appeared to be completely unharmed.
Less than ten moves...
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
At a glance, it was clear that this group of people had been carefully planned and prepared, and they had been targeting the Thirteen Stick Monks for a long time.
The visitor's waist, thighs, chest and abdomen were injured at the same time, and he screamed in pain and fell out.
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
The thirteen stick monks were knocked down one by one, and their blood stained the escort carriages and tributes that had been guarding them for several days.
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
At the same time as it hit the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin stick monks felt their internal energy surge and took a step back. An unusual blush flashed across their faces.
Following the angry shout of the leading stick monk, the thirteen Shaolin monks changed their moves at the same time. The iron sticks in their hands were like a turntable, spinning wildly, alternately advancing and retreating. For a moment, the shadow of the stick was stunned, and the waves of arrows were completely blocked. Even the players who intended to attack were dizzy. They were unable to advance or retreat, and several people were injured.
On the other hand, the opponent continued to swim without attacking, and cooperated with the archers like a cat and a mouse to attack occasionally. The Thirteen Stick Monks all had angry faces, filled with resentment:
"Little tricks."
The thirteen stick monks were knocked down one by one, and their blood stained the escort carriages and tributes that had been guarding them for several days.
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
Thirteen stick monks guarded the brocade box with angry faces, fighting fiercely with more than thirty players outside. In the distance, there were more than a dozen strong archers with bows and arrows on both sides of the official road in the distance, with bright eyes. God, the arrows locked onto a stick monk respectively, and cooperated with the besieging people to disrupt the stick formation.
At the same time as it hit the person, a huge force bounced back from the opponent. The three Shaolin stick monks felt their internal energy surge and took a step back. An unusual blush flashed across their faces.
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
A group of people acted very quickly, destroying the Thirteen Stick Monks, hurriedly grabbing their things, leaving a mess on the ground, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
At a glance, it was clear that this group of people had been carefully planned and prepared, and they had been targeting the Thirteen Stick Monks for a long time.
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
"Excellent body protection."
However, the three of them were hit by arrows in their arms, and their movements were not as good as before. It was impossible to continue to maintain the stick formation...
"Ignorant!"
"Shameless villain! If you have the ability, don't hide it!"
"In your last life, you were also here. You lost your dart at the last moment and all your efforts were wasted. In this life, I will clean up the mess."
"Ignorant!"
As soon as the group of people left, the slovenly middle-aged man in the pavilion appeared among the bodies of the Thirteen-stick Monk. He glanced at it with a frown, shook his head and sighed:
"Dang..."
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
"His grandma, if I had known that these monks were so useless, I would have helped you get rid of those archers, alas!"
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
After saying that, he glanced in the direction where the group of people were leaving, wondering whether he should catch up.
"His grandma, if I had known that these monks were so useless, I would have helped you get rid of those archers, alas!"
A cold snort came from the air:
The magical effect of merging long weapons and archers was fully utilized by the Thirteen-Stick Monk!
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
"Surround around us!"
…
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
There are nearly fifty Creation Realm masters in total, and they act in such a unified plan. They should be members of a certain family or team. It is difficult for him to steal things from a formal organization.
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
The Thirteen-stick Monk’s expression changed drastically…
The Thirteen-stick Monk’s expression changed drastically…
boom!
Just when the sloppy man was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed, and he stepped down and disappeared from the place as fast as lightning.
"Hahahaha... Villains will be villains. In short, we will decide the darts in your hands! And your lives!!" The attacker didn't mind the curse of the stick monk at all, he sneered and continued to spend time in this way. The effective power of the thirteen stick monks gradually destroyed their demon-conquering stick array.
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
Shaolin Thirteen Stick Monks!
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...
After saying that, he glanced in the direction where the group of people were leaving, wondering whether he should catch up.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves!
"The people from Shaolin Temple should be here soon. Grab the dart box and let's go!"
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
With his strength greatly reduced, the Thirteen-stick Monk, who had lost the protection of his stick formation, could not withstand the siege of more than three masters of the same level, not to mention the fact that there were full-time archers laying cold arrows beside him.
Even a master-level body protector shouldn't have such terrifying defensive capabilities, right? !
The leader of the stick monk looked sharply at the man:
"Drive! Drive!"
In Kaixin's memory of his previous life, these thirteen Shaolin monks were far stronger than the thirteen swordsmen who followed the desert swordsman 'Dingbeihou' from the royal court of the desert.
Less than ten moves...
Only with the help of a few stick monks dancing their stick shadows could they ward off the bad luck of death.
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
The archers move together;
Less than ten moves...
The archers in the distance immediately caught a flaw in the copper wall. Three people were hit by arrows at the same time, and a hole appeared in the entire stick formation, which was equal to nothing.
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
"Surround around us!"
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
The thunderous sound of horse hooves!
The archers move together;
Less than ten moves...
"Little tricks."
Several stick monks turned around alertly, and this time they used 100% of their strength to knock the latter away again;
The group of people who had just obtained the darts ran back quickly, with dust flying behind them. A group of men with amazing momentum and gangsterism were chasing behind them on horseback.
I saw the already very dilapidated escort carriage. One of the wheels was split in half, and three brocade boxes rolled to the ground. Not far away, there was a horse that was shot in a escort and lying in a pool of blood. It was motionless and dead. for a long time;
The man smiled coldly, then his smile faded, and he changed into a solemn expression without hesitation: "Do it!"
A cold snort came from the air:
Only with the help of a few stick monks dancing their stick shadows could they ward off the bad luck of death.
The burly, dark man ran at the front, with the wind blowing under his feet. He didn't dare to look back, his face full of shock and anger:
boom!
The group of people who had just obtained the darts ran back quickly, with dust flying behind them. A group of men with amazing momentum and gangsterism were chasing behind them on horseback.
"His grandma, if I had known that these monks were so useless, I would have helped you get rid of those archers, alas!"
"Iron Shirt!"
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
"Excellent body protection."
One person rushed out from the group of attackers. He was tall, black all over, and had sharp eyes. His hands were spread wide open like a machine, and he jumped away, like an eagle, from top to bottom, and pounced on the nearest Shaolin stick monk.
The 'Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin' have amazing fighting power, and they have practiced a set of demon-subduing stick formations, and are well versed in the essence of round-robin battles in which the greater number destroys the smaller number. Under the alternation, even if dozens of good fortune masters attack at the same time, He could also easily take over and destroy it, and achieved great fame in the mission of celebrating the emperor's birthday.
Grandma’s!
If an ordinary player is hit hard like this, no matter how severe it is, he should still suffer serious internal injuries;
I saw that the man had jumped up high again and rushed over.
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
Even if we met the Green Forest Alliance men and horses just after the robbery, how could... a master of the Mysterious Realm show up? !
The visitor's waist, thighs, chest and abdomen were injured at the same time, and he screamed in pain and fell out.
The thirteen-stick monk reacted very quickly. The three of them lined up in neat rows and walked up in small steps. The gold-mixed stick, carrying heavy stick shadows, hit the person coming at the same time with the force of thunder...