It's not enough to keep going around and around like this.
Even though Shen Lang has enhanced vitality, in the midst of rapid transfers and tense battles, the physical strength and energy he can recover from just the first level of vitality enhancement cannot keep up with such intense consumption.
There are many enemies, including sixth-grade and fifth-grade masters. With the support of internal strength, he has long physical strength and long-lasting endurance, and can take turns to chase and kill them. If he continues to be exhausted like this, he will definitely be exhausted first in the end.
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In this case, it is better to fight the enemy decisively while his condition is still intact.
Before, I didn't dare to break into the "Chixia Valley" where there was a suspected ambush, just because Chixia Valley was the battlefield chosen by the enemy, and various arrangements must have been made.
But now, the number of enemies has been reduced a lot, and the battlefield is chosen and arranged by Shen Lang himself. The initiative is on Shen Lang's side, so he can naturally try to fight.
Anyway, he still has the "Vajra Indestructible" talisman given to him by Mu Qingxue. Once the talisman is opened, it will become an indestructible body, which lasts for a quarter of an hour. It cannot be broken by monks who are not fourth-level masters and fifth-level monks.
But if the enemy has a fourth-grade accomplished warrior or a fifth-grade monk, why would there be any need to mobilize troops and lay out ambushes at all levels?
He had already rushed over to kill him single-handedly.
"A quarter of an hour of indestructible Vajra, even if I can't defeat it, is enough for me to break out of the siege and enter again! If I'm lucky, I won't even have to consume this amulet..."
Shen Lang arranged the battlefield in a busy and unhurried manner.
He also maintains spiritual communication with Xiaogu and Xiaozhao at all times, and can understand the enemy's movements in real time through them.
While he was busy, the mark of the dot pen on the back of his hand warmed slightly, and the voice of the rabbit demon Xiaoya came:
[Main Silver, Tuji apply to play!]
Shen Lang chuckled:
"You can practice with peace of mind. In today's battle, you don't need to take action."
[Is it because Little Rabbit is such a waste?]
"Of course not. You are my trump card, how can you offer it so easily?"
[Woo woo woo... Even though I know that Zhu Yin is comforting me, Tuji is still very happy...]
Shen Lang smiled and said:
"When you advance to the second level, you will have many opportunities to fight. Even today, there will be opportunities for you to make meritorious deeds."
【Hey, can I go out to fight?】
"No, you can give me a 'Small Return to Heaven Skill' later to help me recover my physical strength and spirit."
【OK!】
Although he still couldn't directly participate in the battle, at least he was able to help, and Little Tuji was still very happy about this.
At this time, Xiao Zhao sent a message from his mind:
[Shen Lang, something is wrong. A master has entered the field, and there are still a group of five... Meow can't sneak attack them without using magic, and they almost discovered him...]
Xiaogu also heard his voice:
[There are experts, a five-person team, who can deal with it, but it cannot be a quick battle or a quick decision. If the time goes on, it will be exposed and surrounded.]
Shen Lang sent a message:
"My battlefield is almost ready. You don't need to kill the enemy. Just wait for my news!"
Another moment passed.
Shen Lang finally arranged the battlefield, checked the equipment, and cast five eighth-level Taoist spells "Flame Knife" one after another. However, he did not launch the spells, but turned them into five flame marks, which condensed on the edge of his right hand.
above.
The eighth-level Taoist skill "Flame Knife" can be cast in advance to store the sword energy on the edge of the palm. When it needs to be released, it can be activated instantly with a thought.
An eighth-grade monk can pre-store up to three saber qi at the same time, which will last for an hour.
Shen Lang's mental strength is now equivalent to that of a seventh-grade monk. Not only has the power and range of the "Flame Knife" been improved, it can also pre-store five sword qi at the same time.
If the five swords are fired at the same time, even a fifth-grade master warrior will be punished on the spot if he doesn't guard against it.
Finally, Shen Lang released Xiaoya and asked it to perform a "Small Recovery Technique" on him, restoring some of his physical strength and energy.
Taking Xiaoya back into space, Shen Lang held a knife in both hands and stood majestically on a stone half a man tall, summoning Xiao Zhao and Xiao Gu:
"Bring them here!"
Soon, Xiao Zhao jumped over like flying, meowed at Shen Lang, and under his instructions, curled up into a ball in the shadow under the stone, motionless.
After a while, Xiaogu also flew over with his sword in hand, looking at Shen Lang with his swords stuck in his eye sockets.
Seeing its shape, Shen Lang grinned as if he had a toothache, and said with a smile:
"Xiao Gu, what do you think is going on with these two knives?"
[I was hit in the eye by a flying knife before, and it hurt a little...]
"..."
Shen Lang held back his laughter and said seriously:
"Thank you for your hard work. Just be patient for now. After this battle, I will blow your wounds myself."
【good.】
Xiaogu conveyed a wave of joy, and consciously walked to a clump of grass nearby, lay down in the weeds, hid the sword in the grass, and grabbed some dead grass. The sand covered his body, and his bones became withered.
He was dull and motionless, pretending to be a dead skeleton.
Shen Lang continued to stand on the stone with his knife in hand, his back straight, motionless as a mountain, looking straight ahead.
Soon, a few torches appeared in the forest ahead, and a dozen killers rushed out from the forest ahead. At a glance, they saw Shen Lang, whose target was conspicuous.
Where Shen Lang was at the moment was by a small stream that was only about ten feet wide.
Both sides of the stream are overgrown with weeds, trees are sparse, and rocks are everywhere. The clear stream is flowing slowly under the starlight.
The target no longer hid, and appeared openly. The dozen or so hired killers who had finally seen him alive began to hesitate. Instead of just hearing the sound of gunshots, they excitedly raised their knives and attacked as before.
They stopped twenty feet in front of Shen Lang, holding torches and looking around suspiciously.
"This kid actually stopped hiding... could there be a ghost?"
"I'm afraid there's an ambush...can you see clearly around him?"
"The starlight is too dim, and the torch cannot shine that far, so I can't see clearly. But he is alone, and the grass and trees here are not deep or dense, so there is no possibility of an ambush. A moment ago, he was killing people mysteriously. In such a short period of time,
It’s too late to set up a trap.”
"Since he can kill people so mysteriously that we can't even catch his shadow, why not continue to deal with us and show his face openly and openly?"
"Do you think he doesn't need to expend physical energy and energy to kill people everywhere by using his skillful Qinggong skills that appear and disappear without a trace? He has killed so many people that he is probably exhausted and has to stop!"
"Yes, he must be physically weak. He is bluffing at this moment, making us suspicious, while he takes the opportunity to breathe and recover!"
"Put a hidden weapon to test him!"
"I have used all my hidden weapons before..."
"Me too. A moment ago, a guy not far from me was hit by a white shadow on his neck. I was so excited that I threw out all the hidden weapons!"
Well, until now, the hired killers who have not been killed by Xiao Zhao and Xiao Gu have all used up their hidden weapons. Apart from the guys in their hands, there is really nothing left to throw away.
Although there were rocks everywhere on both sides of the creek in front of them, from where they were at the moment, they couldn't reach the creek, so they couldn't pick up the stones and throw them.
"Damn it, the credit is so close, everyone is shouldering it, we can't give him a chance to breathe!"
"They are all heroes who trade their lives for money. Why are you afraid of what he will do? Let's go together!"
The two killers yelled and raised their knives first to charge.
The other killers had serious suspicions that Shen Lang's condition had reached rock bottom and he was forced to show up. They were already eager to try. At this time, encouraged by the two men, they immediately raised their weapons and shouted to charge.
To be honest, although these hired killers are not very professional, they are just desperadoes who dare to fight and kill. They are not professional assassins who are proficient in assassination, but their martial arts skills are okay.
Especially the last dozen or so hired killers who have survived until now and lost their lives in the forest. All of them have seventh-level cultivation. The lowest is seventh-level minor achievement, and the strongest ones are seventh-level great achievement.
It's a pity that Shen Lang was no longer a martial arts amateur and a rookie who had to be cautious and careful in planning to kill Zhao Mengshan.
Faced with the dozen or so killers charging towards him with great momentum.
A long hemp rope slipped out of Shen Lang's sleeve, rolled it on the ground under the stone, and rolled up ten muskets at once.
Then the hemp rope was swung, and the ten muskets with already opened hammers were strung in a neat horizontal row on the rope. The rope pressed against the trigger, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the killers who were charging towards them.
Shen Lang never put down the rope skills taught by Xiao Wu!
"What the hell, volley!"
Seeing this scene, the two killers at the front threw themselves to the ground without thinking. The people behind them reacted a little slower. It was not until Shen Lang pulled the hemp rope and pressed the trigger that the muzzle of the gun started to fire. Throw down.
There was a burst of gunfire.
Four of the killers who fell to the ground never stood up again.
"He's emptying his bullets. Go ahead!"
The killers who had escaped the disaster jumped up one after another and flew towards him again.
However, Shen Lang casually threw the ten muskets on the rope and the hemp rope to the ground. A long hemp rope hung from his sleeves again, and rolled it down to the ground below, and rolled up ten more muskets...
boom!
Another volley of gunshots rang out. This time, of the hired killers who were on guard, only two fell down and never got up again.
"Fuck Ren Niang...where did he get so many muskets? It's obvious that he...only has two short muskets..."
One of the killers threw himself on the ground, with blood pouring out of his chest. He murmured with resentment and reluctantly took his last breath.
Two rounds of gunfire knocked down six people, leaving only eight killers.
Just when the eight people were only seven or eight feet away from Shen Lang, the ground under the feet of three of the killers suddenly burst open, and rough and ferocious white bones reached out of the ground and violently grabbed the ankles of the three killers. Drag them to the ground in one fell swoop.
Then seven tall and thick white skeletons burst out of the ground, swung their rusty axes, surrounded the three killers, raised and dropped their axes, and chopped them into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Summon the Bone Taoist Soldiers!
Shen Lang can now summon the Bone Taoist Soldiers seven times a day.
Moreover, the strength of the White Bone Taoist Soldiers has also increased by one level, equivalent to that of a seventh-grade accomplished warrior.
Its bones are stronger than those of warriors in the same realm, and it has no vital points. It doesn't know pain, and is not afraid of swords and guns. In actual combat, it is easy to kill a seventh-level master warrior one on one.
When he had just laid out the battlefield, he used all seven Taoist summoning techniques in one go, summoning seven white-headed Taoist soldiers and letting them lie in wait for someone to pass by before launching a sneak attack.
White-bone Taoist soldiers do not need to breathe and are not afraid of water or fire. They have no problem whether they are hiding in water, underground or even in a fire.
These killers were lucky. Only three of them happened to step on the hiding place of the Bone Taoist soldiers and were grabbed by the ankles and dragged to the ground.
The remaining five killers were lucky enough not to be hit, but now they are frightened to death - there are seven bone Taoist soldiers, and they can be chopped into pieces even if they confront them head-on!
When the seven white-bone Taoist soldiers, brandishing rusty iron axes, flew towards them with the aura of evil ghosts devouring people, and launched life-threatening moves that hurt both sides.
One of the killers let out a cry of grief, anger and despair:
"Who said he only knows the art of pointing and archery?"
After a while, the sound of fighting disappeared, and the last five hired killers lay dead on the ground.
You can't blame them for being too bad.
In fact, facing this kind of white-bone Taoist soldier whose strength was equal to theirs, who had no vital points on his body, and whose every move was a death-defying attack, they really had nothing to do.
At this point, all the hired killers had died. The killer closest to Shen Lang could not get within five feet of him.
What Shen Lang paid for it was just some ammunition and seven "Bone Bone Taoist Summoning Techniques".
And the seven-headed white-bone Taoist soldiers can still continue to fight - although this technique is only a ninth-grade Taoist technique, even if a ninth-grade monk uses this technique, the summoned white-bone Taoist soldiers can continue to exist for half an hour.
After that, every time the cultivation level increases by one level, the strength of the White Bone Taoist Soldier will increase a little, and the duration of its existence will also be extended by a quarter of an hour.
Shen Lang's current mental strength is equivalent to that of a seventh-grade monk. The summoned bone Taoist soldiers can last for half an hour and two quarters, and they can still fight for a long time.
When they surrounded and killed the five hired killers, the seven white-bone Taoist soldiers died together and were more or less injured.
Some had a broken rib, some had a broken arm, and a large piece of the skull of a white-bone Taoist soldier was broken into pieces by a killer who desperately fought back.
But this will only slightly affect their flexibility, and will not have a big impact on their overall combat power.
The head of the Bone Taoist Soldier is just a decoration, just a bait to attract the enemy's attack.
A boneless Taoist soldier without his head can still continue to fight, but at most he will be a little clumsy.
If you want to make the White Bone Taoist completely lose its fighting power, you must either cut off all its limbs or crush its spine.
Or, wait until their existence time is over and disappear on their own.
now.
The seven-headed white-bone Taoist soldiers stood silently in a row, holding big axes covered in blood and rust, waiting for the arrival of new enemies.
Soon, new enemies appeared.
Groups of warriors with calm auras, sharp eyes, and light steps appeared in groups of five from all directions.
In front of Shen Lang, on both sides, and in the woods on the other side of the stream, there were figures appearing.
Finally, Xue Mingyue, who was slender and graceful with a beautiful appearance, appeared in front of Shen Lang with four elders of the Nanhai Sect.
Mrs. Zhao appeared on Shen Lang's left side with the sixth-grade blood shadow killer, a one-armed man in black robe.
The Izumo girl and Li Ying, the kunoichi, appeared on Shen Lang's right side.
Dozens of people gathered around him from all directions, and they all stopped twenty feet away from Shen Lang in tacit agreement, watching him silently.
Xue Mingyue, Mrs. Zhao, Izumo Girl, Li Ying, and the kunoichi looked at Shen Lang with deep-seated hatred.
[Let me tell you two things. One is that there were too many outbreaks last month, and the speed of saving and saving articles cannot keep up with the outbreak. The second is that there seems to be something wrong with my body. I feel dizzy after sitting for a long time.
I have tinnitus, want to vomit, pain in the back of my head, and my coding efficiency has plummeted. I have to go to the hospital for a checkup to find out the specific situation. Starting from this month, I can only update twice a day, and I promise to try to have more than 6,000 words. Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket~!]