Chapter 1641: Eucalyptus

Beside the clear stream, a group of men and women in short robes are sitting by the river to rest.
They have crowns of different materials on their heads, with runes on them, inlaid with valuable gems, with a slight energy fluctuation.
Wearing a battle armor and holding a long sword in his hand, it is obviously a monk's dress.
It seems that after a long journey, these monks have a tired face on their faces, but even if they are still at rest, the police are paying attention to the situation around them.
So when Tang Zhen deliberately made the movement, he was immediately discovered by these monks.
"Who is it, where is the sneaky hiding?"
With the explosion of a young monk, all the companions around him bounced from the ground, and the swords in their hands were unsheathed, staring at the woods not far away.
In the hands of several monks, there are still light groups in the mouth, and it seems that there is always the possibility of launching an attack.
"Don't get me wrong, I am just a road catcher!"
A faint voice came, Tang Zhen walked out of the woods, glanced at the monks who were waiting for the squad, and explained it softly.
After seeing Tang Zhen is alone, and can't see any repairs, those nervous monks breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
However, some people are not at ease. One of the young monks asked Tang Zhenhuan: "This is a barren mountain. You are an ordinary person who has no cultivation, and dare to go around here. Is it not afraid of being a beast? Swallowed?"
"Or are you always worried about it and trying to be against us?"
The questioning monk said that he had directly stabbed his sword in his hand. It seems that this posture will kill Tang Zhenyijian!
Regardless of whether he is intimidating, but the murderousness in his eyes does exist. It seems that in his eyes, Tang Zhen, who has not been repaired, is an ant that can be crushed at will.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing that the monk's long sword is less than an inch away from his body, and he has no intention of closing his hand, Tang Zhen's face is slightly sinking, and he raises his hand and points to a long sword.
Just listening to the sound of "嗡", the well-cast long sword screams, suddenly broken into countless small pieces, rolled up to fly to the attacker's body.
"Be careful!"
A white-haired old man in the team saw the screaming, loudly reminded, and waved a jade-like item, which suddenly exploded in front of the attacker.
An energy shield appeared in an instant, and the young monks who attacked Tang Zhen were guarded behind. Who would have thought that the broken metal piece seemed to be an invincible soldier, and the protective cover that had just been erected was riddled with holes.
The monk who attacked Tang Zhen screamed, and his body was beaten with blood and softly fell to the ground.
"Hey!"
The white-haired old man saw the anxious and shocked color in his eyes. He shouted a "guardian alert" to the monk around him, and then took out a pair of golden rings to Tang Zhen.
The golden ring flew very fast, and it immediately fell in front of Tang Zhen. Then the light skyrocketed and the person could barely open his eyes.
At the same time, the diameter of the golden ring is also expanding, and the body of Tang Zhen is set up, seeming to trap him.
"Little tricks, dare to show off in front of me!"
Tang Zhen snorted and waved at the golden ring. Then he saw a flame appearing and fell on the golden ring.
The seemingly tough gold ring paused. After encountering the flames released by Tang Zhen, it was like ice. It was quickly melted into the flame.
"Oh, it hurts me too!"
As the golden ring disappeared in the blink of an eye, the old man's face turned pale and papery. After screaming, he spewed a blood from his mouth.
"Uncle Shi, how are you?"
A few monks next to him saw the worried eyes and seemed to go forward.
Who cares that the white-haired old man is bracing the shaking body, and yelling at the monks around him: "The enemy is too powerful, you can't be an opponent, I will cover, you run!"
The white-haired old man said here, and took out a pile of fine jade from his body. He lifted his hands and violently knocked them. Then he saw a thick thumb flashing out of thin air and went straight to Tang Zhen.
"You are running!"
While attacking Tang Zhen, the old man did not forget to remind other monks to flee, but the scene that happened next made his heart completely sink to the bottom.
I saw Tang Zhen’s hand in front of him. The Thunder was like a gentle snake. It fell into the hands of Tang Zhen and was still twisting. It seemed to be full of envy for Tang Zhen.
"Damn, what's going on?"
The white-haired old man saw his eyeballs almost come out. He never dreamed that the lightning chain released by his own treasure would not have any attack effect on the enemy.
Thinking about escaping in front of such a strong person is simply a delusion!
Although I understand this truth in my heart, the white-haired old man still doesn't want to give up. He just wants to put on a handful, and maybe he can escape one or two.
"Don't make it clear today, no one of you think about leaving!"
Tang Zhen’s voice just fell, and the Thunder snake in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand, and then, like a spiritual creature, circled around the monks.
Every turn of the lap, the size of the Thunder snake becomes a big circle, just after a few dozens of interest, the Thunder snake has become a Thunder giant, the appearance is horrible!
After seeing this scene, the white-haired old man was desperate, indicating that the monks should not make unnecessary resistance, so that Tang Zhen really hurts the killer.
Don't surrender, Tang Zhen's strength is beyond them. It's more like playing in the game. Otherwise, he estimates that he and others have already become corpses!
"You also please stop, what are we going to say slowly!"
The white-haired old man arched his hand against Tang Zhen, with a hint of pleading on his face. In the face of such a strong person who did not know the origin, he could only pull down his face and beg for mercy.
However, the strong in the practice circle is respected, Tang Zhen has such strength, and he has some whispers and no problems.
"Now I want to talk about good discussions, why did you just do it directly?"
Tang Zhen snorted and said to the old man: "If I am an ordinary person, I was afraid that it would be killed by a sword."
The old man smiled and explained to Tang Zhen: "You may not know that we have encountered various kinds of interception and we have already been arrogant."
It is really rare in this wild mountain ridge, the beast is rampant, there is no trace of monk on your body, it is inevitable that people doubt, my teacher is also afraid to avoid looking away, this is the killer!

The explanation of the old man seems to be perfect, but Tang Zhen only believes in half.
These monks are estimated to be mortal as usual, so they will not hesitate to move their hands.
Of course, he is not prepared to pursue it, but he looks at the old man and asks: "Now tell me, who are you, and what are you going to do?"
"Back to your words, we are from Lingjianmen, and we are going to Qiyang City to recruit a new introductory disciple for the martial art."
After the old man answered, he looked at him with a sly look and his attitude was very respectful.

Qiyang City?

After Tang Zhen heard the name, he secretly said that he was going to the place where he was going to be Qiyang City.
Perhaps this is not necessarily a coincidence, but the power of destiny is guiding.
That is the son of fate. Although he is now in a state of change, he still has the power to help him and guide the rescuer to his side.