As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Moving his eyes downward, Monk Sha couldn't help but darken his face.

The waist that should have been hung with things was empty, and there was no sign of a treasure bag.

"Is it you? You must have taken my treasure bag, please hand it over!"

After a random thought, Monk Sha felt something was wrong. He raised his head and stared at Jiang Ming, and started to curse.

Jiang Ming said with a half-smile but not a smile: "How can I return this thing that I finally got to you? What's more, it belongs to whoever got it, so don't try to take it away."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and released a series of thunder blades towards Monk Sha.

The thunder blade exploded into the sky with his movements, like firecrackers.

Monk Sha didn't take it seriously at all. He didn't even try to dodge, and stepped forward to catch Jiang Ming.

However, he underestimated the power of Jiang Ming's Thunder Blade. After a while, he felt extremely sore.

Turning his head to look over again, he didn't know when, all his clothes had openings, and they were stained with blood, obviously injured by Jiang Ming's thunder blade.

Monk Sha couldn't help but be shocked.

This is just an ordinary thunder blade, but he suffered such a heavy blow. Isn't it too strange?

Normally, let alone a thunder blade, even if it was an attack hundreds of times stronger than this, he would be fine if he didn't fight back.

This savior's thunder blade is too special. Could it be that he secretly practiced some secret technique?

But, he's just a young boy, can he really have any unique skills? This time the thunder blade should be just a coincidence.

Thinking of this, Monk Sha still didn't intend to take Jiang Ming seriously and continued to move forward.

He was taunting as he advanced.

"I thought you had so much ability, but it turned out to be just such a small thunder blade."

"Don't look at the wounds on my body now. In fact, they are nothing at all. Don't think that you can beat me on your own."

"If you know better, just beg me for mercy, and tell me the secret that this barrier will not be broken, and I can still let you go."

The calculations in his mind were ringing loudly.

Although Jiang Ming's skills are not very good, this barrier is indeed rare and strong.

He had to learn Jiang Ming's barrier no matter what. If he learned more, he might be able to use it in the future.

Hearing this, Jiang Ming couldn't help but laugh angrily.

Monk Sha is really good at calculating.

It was a good plan to not only make him beg for mercy, but also want his secret method of enchantment.

But there are not so many good things in this world.

He is a fool to follow Monk Sha's wishes.

Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe watched from the side, feeling worried in their hearts.

They didn't know the strength of Monk Sha, but the fact that the other party could produce high-level magic weapons like Golden Lotus showed that he was very powerful.

Although His Highness the Savior is also very powerful, his years of experience are not high after all, and Monk Nasha is obviously older than His Highness the Savior by an unknown amount, so he may have seen all kinds of incredible magic.

His Highness the Savior may lose this battle.

"Your Highness the Savior, I think you might as well pretend to beg for mercy from Monk Sha."

Unable to hold back, Sikong Wuyuan spoke out.

"No, this will only make the other party worse."

Jiang Ming didn't expect that Sikong Wuyuan would say this, but he also knew that the other party was worried about him, so he transformed a sharp blade in his hand and planned to fight Monk Sha.

"You're asking for trouble."

Monk Sha snorted again and struck Jiang Ming with his bare hands.

Jiang Ming also calmly stepped forward to fight, slowly and completely unhurriedly.

However, the more this fight went on, the more Monk Sha felt that his spiritual power was being depleted more and more.

Jiang Ming felt that his spiritual power was becoming more and more abundant.

"You spiritual energy-draining monster!"

Realizing something, Monk Sha opened his eyes and cursed angrily.

But there was nothing he could do, so he simply threw a smoke bomb and ran away.

It's hard for him to deal with monsters like this that absorb spiritual power, so he'll have to deal with that later.

It's really strange that the other party has abilities that he doesn't have. He needs to check it out!

Jiang Ming was dumbfounded, but there was no one there anymore, so they couldn't ask more questions.

Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe became confused.

Why did he run away not long after the beating? Why was Monk Sha so afraid of His Highness the Savior?

His Highness the Savior can actually absorb spiritual power? There shouldn't be such a secret technique for absorbing spiritual power in this world, right? How did His Highness the Savior learn this?

What else can His Highness the Savior do? Are more terrifying abilities still to come?

This information confused their minds.

But without Monk Sha, the spiritual power of the villagers dissipated. They exhausted too much strength, and finally died of exhaustion and collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Ming tested everyone's breath and found that they were indeed dead, and couldn't help but sigh.

These villagers can also be considered victims.

Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe's attention was also diverted, and they sighed one after another.

Everyone in a village was gone, and they didn't want to see such an ending.

Monk Nasha is really a useless person!

"Pop!"

There was a burst of clapping, and the three of them realized that a child was still alive.

"Mr. Blind is in the valley."

The drooling child raised his head, smiled foolishly, and looked at Jiang Ming and others.

It was clear that the other party was not aggressive, but Yuan Hehe couldn't help but tremble, looked at the other party and said, "There seems to be something wrong with this child."

For a moment, he felt as if he was in a trance. The child seemed to have become an ordinary person, an "ordinary person" with a huge mouth that opened its mouth toward him.

"OMG."

Yuan Hehe couldn't help but take a few steps back, and when he shook his head, he found that the other party had returned to his previous expression.

Turning his head again, Sikong Wuyuan was behind him, with a concerned look on his face: "Yuan Hehe, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel like you've seen monsters?"

Yuan Hehe took a deep breath and did not dare to explain the situation to him in person. He could only tell him in his heart.

Sikong Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but step forward to check on the child's condition.

If what Yuan Hehe saw was true, then they might be in danger.

"There is only one child left in the whole village, and he is still unclear. Let's go find Mr. Blind first based on what he said."

Jiang Ming was thinking clearly and looking ahead.

At this time, a strange aroma lingered from the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help but frown.

What is this aroma? What came out?

Just as he was thinking about it, Sikong Wuyuan on the side suddenly backed away, with surprise and panic in his eyes, and stammered at the corner of his mouth: "He... he can really become a normal person."

This sounded a little weird. Jiang Ming turned to look at him and said, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"