The Bald Monk in the City

　　The Invasion Fangs Adventure Group is a very standard evil adventure group. Whether it is a barbarian leader who kills at the forefront or an auxiliary poisonist who fiddles with a venom potion bottle, they are all evildoers.

　　 Of course, according to their understanding, they are adventurers who have more "free" ways to obtain benefits.

　　 This large team instance looks a bit strange, but following the actions of the red-robed mage, the barbarian leader doesn't think he can get much benefit.

　　 Danger and benefit are a team of inseparable twins, and the barbarian leader sees this very clearly.

　　Only the most bloodshed can hunt the most plentiful prey. This is the simple and rude thinking logic in the mind of the barbarian leader.

　　 Now they are ready to ride the two armies into a fierce battle to attack the soldier commander in the first line of defense.

　　 Although these more detailed existences are not identified in the raid, Lukeda Volotto I offered a bounty for this.

　　 If the mission of the good camp is to keep the situation as stable as possible to reap the ultimate benefits, then players on the evil side need to actively seek out the corresponding enemy units to kill to get the corresponding rewards.

　　 To put it simply, evil players have no basic salary, and they rely on kills.

　　 "Boss, I always feel peeped, and that feeling makes me a little hairy."

　　 Just when everyone avoided the large-scale battlefield and moved to a gloomy trail, the werewolf berserker stroked the wolf hair on his body and said unnaturally.

　　 "Then you should drink more spirits, wolf cub. That might make you braver!"

　　 The barbarian leader glanced at it, then said sarcastically.

　　 He doesn't like werewolves. Those guys are always agitated at night.

　　 But in terms of the fighting power of the werewolf berserker, he still allowed it to enter his team.

　　 This was originally a dense forest, but the dark canopy of the Dark Empire polluted it, making it full of withered trees.

　　 And there are always some unnatural shadows between the trees, where occasionally twisted evil spirits will be born.

　　 "Perhaps you can taste this, it is guaranteed to keep you away from fear."

　　 The Poison Master took out a jar of unidentified liquid that was constantly bubbling cold and green. As the Poison Master shook, he could still see some suspicious eyeballs.

　　 "Then the brain blows up?"

　　 The werewolf berserker slammed close to the face of the poison master, then stared at him viciously.

　　 "Enough wolf cub, when the raid is over, I don't mind you tearing up this mess. But now, he has value."

　　 The barbarian leader smashed the werewolf berserker with a punch, and then said to it.

　　 If the evil players do not form a harsh and cruel ruling relationship, many times the daily life between team players is like this.

　　Evil players are difficult to form a long-term fixed team relationship, because everyone knows each other's bottom line: that is, there is no bottom line.

　　 So there is no way to talk about things like trust.

　　 "Wait, I seem to feel like I have..."

　　 The human ranger who had been silent beside him suddenly spoke, but he was interrupted by another voice before he could finish.

　　 "Crack..."

　　 It was the sound of broken bones, the sound of death mixed with broken muscles and blood vessels!

　　 "Wow!!!"

　　 The violent lion guarding the area had no time to go wild, and then left this plane with the disappearance of the master.

　　 And where the human ranger originally stood, a huge creature that didn't know when it appeared occupied it!

　　The shadow thief closest to Xunlinke instantly avoided the deathly fist through a keen roll!

　　 As an experienced shadow thief, he did not use the power of shadow to escape immediately.

　　 It is foolish to leave the back to the unknown enemy, and the shadow thief has the confidence to deal with this big guy with his own skill.

　　 But in the next instant, when a fist with almost no fighting gap hit him again, he was hit directly without any preparation!

"bump!!"

　　 The strong shadow power erupted from his body, and then in the next instant he appeared about ten meters away from his original position.

　　 "Monk?"

　　 The shadow thief said with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. As a shadow thief who dealt with the disciples of the shadow from time to time, he has a very rich experience in fighting against the monks' blast combos.

　　 But this does not mean that he has the experience of fighting a monk who is 25 meters tall and has six arms.

　　 The moment he understood that he was fighting a monk, the shadow thief's complexion suddenly became a bit ugly. He knew what this distance meant for a monk who had already reached the professional level.

　　 If he had known that he was facing a monk, he would definitely burst out shadow energy for the first time using shadow jump, and then seek opportunities in an area at least fifty meters away.

　　 But now, he has no chance to regret it.

　　Because in the next moment, the huge black shadow with suffocating air pressure traveled through the distance of more than ten meters like a teleport, and then slammed down!

"bump!"

"bump!!"

"bump!!!"

　　The shadow thief used the fuzzy aura as the final symbolic resistance the first moment after he understood it, but the aura with evil power did not stop this large monk even for 0 seconds!

　　 In the next moment, he was hammered into meat sauce in the desperate eyes of the shadow thief!

　　 "Does the neutral wild monster still have a monk level? This copy is a bit wild."

　　 The Poison Master shook the poison bottle in his hand and said.

　　Everything happened too fast, with their perception and agility, they couldn't keep up with the shadow thief and Yi Qiu's battle like an afterimage.

　　 "Damn it, I'll hold this guy! Wolf cub, you see the opportunity to use the **** outburst!"

　　 The barbarian leader raised his axe with an ugly expression, and shouted at the werewolf berserker.

　　 "Boom!!!"

　　 But in the next moment, a huge stick smashed him directly into the ground with a weapon!

The violent concussion made his arm directly fall into a weak state, and the almost crushed power gap made him fall into a short-lived state of force. This is the first time he has faced such a beating after using the rage ability. Miserable situation.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 And in the next moment, the iron rod that was dropped again with a strange rhythm directly smashed him into the flowers!

　　 "Woohoo!"

　　 realized that the unfavorable werewolf berserker directly exploded the animal power in his body. After his eyes were red, it instantly turned into an unknown large creature that needed to rush to the first time mark to attack them!

　　 Under the dual blessing of wild rage and its own ability, its instantaneous burst speed even formed a fleeting ring of air!

　　 Just for an instant, it jumped in front of the large creature, and then suddenly bit at the throat of the large creature!

"bump!"

　　 But it was not a soft hose~www.wuxiaspot.com~ that greeted it, but a huge bald head that seemed to be strong!

　　 Under the cross action of the violent kinetic energy he carried and the opponent's power, the werewolf was directly injured in this tragic impact!

　　 Then the next moment, the werewolf in a dizzy state felt he was caught by something.

　　 "Tear and pull!!"

　　 Bloody and brutal force directly tore it to pieces!

　　 "Hey, try this!"

　　 At this moment, the Poison Master threw a potion bottle that looked very unstable towards this piece.

　　 Then the next instant, a violent explosion happened!

"boom!"

　　The broken potion bottle instantly emitted a poisonous mist with a strong fishy smell, and the ominous black mist instantly swallowed all the creatures within 20 meters around the center of the explosion!

　　 "Dragon Scorpion Tail Liquid Extract Bad Gucci Humus Herb 8 Edition, I hope you like it, big guy."

　　 The Poison Master shrugged and said.

　　 But in the next instant, the large shadow coming out from the center of the poisonous fog suddenly changed his face:

　　 "You really **** a monk, I..."

"bump!!"

　　 A large iron rod directly smashed him into meat sauce, and the woods that originally exuded gloom and horror suddenly fell into a dead silence...