The sun set and the moon rose, and the wilderness fell into a deathly silence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared to the scene of monsters rampant in other areas, the area controlled by the Holy Dragon City was too quiet.

Only the occasional monster howl can confirm that this is not a dead place!

In an inconspicuous valley, a black-robed monk stood in the shadows, warily looking around.

With a fourth-level cultivator in the black robe, he could completely distinguish any danger signals in this quiet area.

It's just that the black-robed monk is a little angry about his own sentry.

According to his identity, he doesn't bother to do this kind of thing at all, it's too cheap.

However, this operation is very important, and among the operatives, his cultivation is not too high, and it is reasonable that he was assigned to be a sentry.

Although the black-robed monk was a little reluctant, he could only run out obediently and blow the cold wind in the corner alone.

According to normal circumstances, such a secluded small valley will not be noticed at all.

In fact, in the past few days, except for the occasional low-level monster passing by, there was hardly even a ghost shadow appearing.

Under these circumstances, the black-robed monk unconsciously relaxed his vigilance.

At this time, the night breeze was slightly caressed, and the wild grass kept rubbing, making a "rustling" sound.

The black-robed monk was used to this kind of voice, and he didn't care at all.

It's just that in a corner that he didn't notice, a faint shadow suddenly appeared and leaned over silently.

This shadow's stealth skills are extremely high, and every time he advances, he will use the sound of the wind to cover up the abnormal sound made when he moves, causing the black-robed monk to not notice anything strange at all.

The shadow was like a ghost walking in the darkness, making full use of some things in the night, completely covering its existence.

Before he knew it, the shadow was approaching the black-robed monk.

A sharp dagger as black as ink appeared in his hand, and it was a magic weapon!

Another gust of night wind blew, and the shadow shot out like lightning at the moment when the wind sounded!

The attack position of the demon soldier dagger was the back of the black-robed monk.

"Poof!"

The sharp demon dagger went straight into the back of the black-robed monk's heart, and the moment he let out a painful grunt, the shadow reached out and covered his mouth.

The demon soldier's dagger arced again in the night, grazing the black-robed monk's neck again, bringing up a meager mist of blood.

The black-robed monk's eyes bulged and his throat made a "gurgling" sound, but he couldn't make a sound at all because his trachea was severed.

After a few struggles, the black-robed monk fell to the ground limply, dead silently.

After the shadow had done all this, it pressed the throat microphone to give a signal, and then turned its gaze to some hidden hole in the valley.

The clouds that obscured the bright moon flickered, and a ray of moonlight shone on the shadow's body.

His face was calm and plain, and his temples were full of gray hair, he was none other than the head coach of the monks of the Holy Dragon City, Mr. Mo Run!

This time, the monk team went on a mission, and in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, they specially invited Mo Run to help.

In addition to his extensive teaching experience, Mo Run was actually an extremely good assassin, but he had always hidden this skill.

The last time the Holy Dragon City recruited people to peep late at night, and the monks were helpless, Mr. Mo Run took the initiative to stand up.

As soon as he made a move, he shocked everyone, and no one expected that Mr. Mo Run, who was upright, would still be such a terrifying night walker!

It is precisely for this reason that Mo Run and Qianlong specially trained a group of monks to be responsible for the inner city defense of the Holy Dragon City.

The last time Xiaoying infiltrated the main city of the Holy Dragon City, the people who quietly surrounded her were monks who had been specially trained by Morun!

At the same time as Mo Run gave the signal, dozens of black-clothed stripes jumped up from the barren grass and quickly headed towards the valley.

It didn't take long for the Black Armor-clad Saint Dragon City monk to enter the valley and silently approach the entrance of the cave.

One after another, the monks immediately dispersed, and the weapons in their hands completely sealed the entrance to the cave.

Several monks took something out of their pockets and carefully placed it near the entrance to the cave.

This is a broadsword mine that Tang Zhen obtained, which is extremely lethal, and this time it was also brought by Qianlong.

"Action!"

With Qianlong's order, more than a dozen special gas bombs were thrown into the cave, which immediately caused an exclamation in the cave.

The reason why Qianlong did not use explosives to collapse the cave entrance was that a small-scale collapse could not stop these monks at all, and the monks of Holy Dragon City who were ambushed outside might be injured by the debris thrown out.

Second, they are afraid that these monks will hide in the cave and not come out, and once they attack, they will inevitably cause unnecessary casualties!

And this kind of suffocating gas bomb after being transformed by the monks of the Holy Dragon City can completely force all the monks inside out, even if there are monks who don't want to risk coming out, they will suffocate to death because of inhaling poisonous smoke.

At the same time that the gas bomb was thrown, several bright lights were projected at the entrance of the cave, illuminating as bright as day.

Looking out from the entrance of the cave, you can only see a dazzling bright light, and other scenes are not clear at all.

A roar rang out from the mouth of the cave, and several black shadows shot out like lightning, trying to escape from the place.

The sound of gunshots like popping beans rang out immediately, and the blood on the bodies of these monks immediately burst out, and they fell limply to the ground.

As several monks fell to the ground, more and more monks rushed out of the hole, brandishing their swords and their faces full of madness.

The two machine guns continued to strafe, pinning the monks to the entrance of the cave, and they were thrown to the ground in piles after only a few steps out.

"Whoosh!"

Countless pieces of rubble shot out of the hole, carrying a huge end in all directions.

If an ordinary person is hit by this rubble, he will definitely be shot through the body.

The fierce blow of the senior monk is definitely not to be ignored!

The two Holy Dragon City monks who operated the machine guns were unfortunately shot in the chest and fell to the ground spitting blood.

If it weren't for the lord-level water monster leather armor, this blow would probably have killed both of them.

Just as the sound of the machine gun stopped abruptly, nearly twenty black shadows burst out of the cave and rushed in all directions.

At this moment, the broadsword mine exploded, and the violent air flow enveloped countless steel balls, colliding with the bodies of these monks.

A scream rang out at the same time, and seven or eight monks were directly killed by this dense steel ball!

The remaining monks were attacked by bullets and hidden weapons at the same time, and each was seriously wounded, but still dying.

The monks of the Holy Dragon City, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately surrounded him, and their blades flew up, cutting down one enemy after another to the ground.

Just when most of the enemies in this wave were killed, and only four or five people were still resisting, another wave of enemies rushed out of the hole.

Compared to the previous waves of enemies, these black-robed monks who rushed out last were obviously much stronger, and they only paid the price of five casualties before breaking out of the blockade at the entrance of the cave.

However, the dense bullets of the monks of the Holy Dragon City still caused them to suffer varying degrees of damage, and the black robe was instantly soaked with blood.

After rushing out, these injured black-robed monks did not like to fight, and immediately fled under the cover of night.

Qianlong shot down a black-robed monk, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth while contacting a helicopter gunship ten kilometers away.

When intercepting these black-robed monks just now, a fifth-level monk took advantage of the chaos to hit Qianlong and almost killed him.

Looking at the black-robed monk who disappeared into the night, Qianlong's steel teeth clenched, and a cold snort came out of his mouth.

"If you want to slip away from Lao Tzu's hands, dream about it!" (To be continued.) )