"By the looks of it, he went straight to the innermost part of the hall. He didn't touch any of the items in the side halls."
"Thank goodness he didn't touch them, or else we'd have come here for nothing."
"You're right."
After passing through the circular hall, in the third side hall, thirteen monks with Silver-spiked Staffs talked loudly while dealing with the Shadow Warrior and the two Cloning Ninjas that appeared in this side hall.
"But …"
"If we hadn't been killed by those bastards who stole our tributes, the thirteen staff-using monks wouldn't have ended up in this state. Even if we can't compare to that person in there, we wouldn't have wasted so much time on a few ninjas."
When they mentioned what had happened at the foot of Mount Song, half of them were filled with righteous indignation, and the other half fell silent!
That was right!
If the three brocade boxes were still around, the thirteen staff-using monks would not have ended up in such a state. No matter what, a few of them would have been on the Famous People Rank and Dragon Rank.
"Don't let me run into that bastard in the future! Killing him once won't be enough to get rid of the hatred in my heart! "
As they spoke, the group did not slack off in their teamwork. Now that they had experience, they swiftly killed the Shadow Warrior and the Cloning Ninjas, took their spoils of war, turned around, and left.
There were not many side halls, so they seized their time in hopes that they could search for as many as possible so that they would not end up empty-handed in their trip to the royal mausoleum.
However …
When they rushed to the next fork, they suddenly heard the sounds of fighting ahead of them, along with Ouyang Qing's urgent and enraged shouts. "Retreat!"
"We're not his opponents! Don't fight against him!"
"We'll fight against him together when the others arrive!"
They could vaguely hear the pained screams of quite a number of players rising and falling.
A group of Wudang Sect disciples in black and white Daoist robes continuously retreated from the fork, as if they had run into a terrifying enemy.
The expressions of the thirteen staff-using monks changed.
Even though the individual strength of the Wudang Sect disciples was not as great as any of them, their overall strength was pretty good, and their lightness skills were above theirs. If they retreated so quickly, could it be that they ran into a Shadow Ninja?!
"Brothers from Wudang Sect, don't panic! We're here!"
The four sects understood the situation. They had long since formed an alliance to attack and defend each other. When they saw that the Wudang Sect disciples were in danger, the thirteen staff-using monks lifted their Silver-spiked Staffs without hesitation and rushed forward to provide reinforcements.
Dong, dong, dong, dong!
Their footsteps were heavy, but they moved as if they were flying. They looked like Shaolin Temple monks who had just jumped out of a movie. They leaped high into the air and flew over the heads of the Wudang Sect disciples. Their Silver-spiked Staffs brought with them a momentum that tore through the air as they charged fiercely at the people chasing after them.
Huh?!
What appeared in the sights of the thirteen staff-using monks was not a Masked Ninja dressed in black clothes and pants, neither was it the faint shadow of the Shadow Ninja. Instead, it was six sets of dazzling golden armor that covered a ninja's body, including his head and feet. He looked like a golden God of War.
What the hell is this?
"Be careful! It was the boss of this place! Ninja King! "
It was only at that moment that Ouyang Qing noticed the thirteen staff-using monks who had rushed over to provide reinforcements. He first relaxed before he shouted loudly, "Don't get too close!"
It was too late!
The thirteen staff-using monks originally thought that it was just a Shadow Ninja or a Shadow Warrior, but when they noticed it, it was already too late for them to stop.
A cold glint flashed under the golden ninja's helmet, and he stopped abruptly.
Whoosh!!
Whoosh!
Ninja King vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was coincidentally stuck between the two staff-using monks in the air. He smiled coldly and delivered two heavy punches to their stomachs.
Bang!
The two of them were pushed to the left and right, and they crashed against the sturdy walls on both sides of the tunnel. The great force injured their organs, and they coughed up blood before they slid to the ground.
"Save them!"
Ouyang Qing knew Ninja King's attack power very well. When he saw that the Shaolin Temple staff-using monks were injured, he reacted immediately. A few Wudang Sect disciples picked up the heavily injured and dispirited Shaolin Temple staff-using monk and retreated without hesitation.
The eleven staff-using monks behind him had shocked expressions on their faces at the same time.
They knew the strength of the brothers the best. If Ninja King could make two of them lose their ability to fight with just one punch, then his strength …
'So strong!'
Clang! Clang!
The staff-using monk in the lead used the chance to quickly swing his staff at Ninja King.
A dull sound rose, and the monk was like an ant trying to shake a tree. Under the powerful attack from his Silver-spiked Staff, Ninja King did not even sway.
'No good!'
The person was prepared to retreat.
But Ninja King had already closed in on him like the wind.
Bang!
With a clean and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high into the air. He crashed against the ceiling and created a shallow pit before he fell down powerlessly.
Whoosh!
Ouyang Qing became a firefighter once more. He shot out of the crowd, picked up the monk, and was prepared to run.
"Hmph!"
What he did not know was that Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
He left behind an afterimage on the spot and appeared in Ouyang Qing's path of retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye sockets of his golden helmet. Ouyang Qing's skin crawled as if he had been targeted by a hunter, and he felt as if he had been targeted by the God of Death. His movements slowed down.
Thud!
Ouyang Qing was sent flying against the wall by Ninja King's kick without any suspense. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and he felt as if all the bones in his body had been shattered. He did not get up even after a long time had passed.
The monk in his arms was also injured. He did not move and watched Ninja King land near him before he mercilessly and resolutely raised his right arm!
Clang!
When Ninja King's hand was about to land on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of air being sliced rose!
Ninja King swayed.
Ting!
Once the piercing sound of metal clashing against metal, Ninja King took half a step back. With an indifferent expression, he cast a glance at the tiny dent that had appeared on his arm. A hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
He looked in the direction of the sound.
A group of people appeared at the fork behind him.
The girl in the lead slowly put down a golden Yellow Dragon Bow. Clearly, she was the one who had fired the arrow just then.
"% # &% #%"
With a growl, Ninja King appeared thirty-two feet away as if he had shifted. With a few flashes, he quickly closed in on the group from Beautiful Robes Faction!
"Damn it!"
"So fast!"
"One Circle!"
A few people quickly retreated and revealed One Circle, who was the firefighter.
His swollen body looked as if he had put on a dazzling black armor. He held a huge purplish-red axe in his hands, and regardless of whether it was his presence or his appearance, he did not lose to Ninja King at all.
"Come on!"
One Circle grinned and went up to him in high spirits.
Ninja King remained silent, but his gaze seemed to have turned even colder.
Whoosh!
At the moment they crossed paths.
All the axe shadows One Circle threw missed. They only cut the afterimage.
Thud! Thud!
Ninja King appeared behind One Circle like a phantom.
The golden fist shadow struck One Circle's swollen body, causing his black body fortification armor to shatter madly. At the same time it swiftly became thinner, it could not completely negate the force. He took a few huge steps back and crashed into the wall.
"Damn it …"
The expressions of Phoenix Dances and the others changed drastically, and they asked the heavily injured Wudang Sect disciples beside them, "Where did you lure such a crazy Boss from?"
The latter had an anguished expression.
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy might be a Moksha Realm Boss. You must be careful!"
The group's expressions changed again.
When they looked at the battlefield again …
They were just in time to see One Circle being easily sent crashing into the wall by Ninja King again. Stones shattered all over the ground, and he looked like a punching bag that had been beaten up twice. One Circle flew into a rage out of humiliation. His face turned red, and at the same time he activated his qi to repair his armor, he roared and pounced on One Circle again.
"This is bad!"
"One Circle's qi is about to run out!" Phoenix Dances' expression changed. "Prepare to attack!"
Whoosh! Little Jade reacted the fastest. She raised her arm and fired a few arrows!
With Yellow Dragon Bow's speed and accuracy, every arrow hit its mark.
"Ding!"
Ninja King was finally unable to withstand the arrows' harassment. He glared at the group and gave up on One Circle. He jumped high into the air like a bird and pounced on the group from Beautiful Robes Faction.
"Don't!"
One Circle's face turned pale. Even his armor could not withstand Ninja King's angry punches. If they landed on his brothers and sisters, they would definitely be in trouble.
Before his voice faded away …
A blue figure shot out from behind the group at lightning speed!
He crashed into Ninja King by a hair's breadth!
Clang!
Clang!
Golden light erupted in the air and pierced everyone's eyes.
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