Then my eldest disciple, the oldest one, spoke.
He was about the same age as my grandfather.
I felt weird accepting him as my disciple.
He sneered and said, "We are nine brothers.
We would rather Even if you die in battle, you will not quit automatically.
You can lose your life, but you will never lose Master’s face.”
"Yes, you can lose your life, but you will never lose Master's face."
The other disciples shouted in unison.
I'm a good boy I was instantly moved.
I am a master and disciple in name, but since I accepted them, I have not taught them anything, and I have rarely taken care of them.
I did not expect that my position in their minds is so important.
It's not like I took them in vain "Since you want to die, then I will help you."
The monks immediately stood together and chanted a mantra.
I was surprised.
When these monks recited the incantation, golden runes came out of their mouths.
These runes, visible to the naked eye, flew towards the nine disciples.
I knew something was wrong.
Although I didn't know what these runes were for, I definitely couldn't let them touch the nine disciples.
I became invisible, and then quickly flew to the cliff of the canyon, right above their heads, not far from them.
Then the mental power rushed towards those runes, but it was not concentrated, just like a strong wind blowing by.
The monks were horrified and retreated one after another, because the runes were blown towards them by my spiritual wind.
Obviously they were also afraid of these runes.
But it was already too late, all their runes were blown into their bodies again The next moment, these monks seemed to be in a daze, as if they were drunk, their steps were unsteady and swaying, their heads and faces were red, and their eyes were blurred, and they didn't know what they were seeing.
"Come on, little girl, I'll help you do the ritual," a monk said with a smile.
"Little girl, don't run away.
This poor monk is here to save you and make you feel as happy as heaven."
Another monk also got angry.
What was even more unbearable was that several other monks hugged each other and kissed and touched each other wildly.
It was so disgusting that I almost vomited.
And my nine disciples were also stunned at the same time.
They had obviously never encountered such a situation, and they were all stunned on the spot.
At this time, those Japanese ninjas moved, and I was on alert, preparing to attack.
What I didn't expect was that these ninjas actually spared my disciples, then picked up their samurai swords and killed the monks who were hugging each other.
One knife at a time, some stabbed the chest, some cut the throat.
Without any resistance, a dozen monks were all killed in the blink of an eye.
Although they were killed, they could not see any pain or screams.
Even before that, their faces were still filled with vague smiles, and several of them were spitting out blood with smiles on their lips.
It was really weird.
After the ninjas killed the monk, they all guarded my nine disciples.
Then one of the ninjas actually spoke Chinese and said to my disciples: "Now that they are dead, we can join forces and kill the other players.
How about we share the spots equally?"
"Aren't they your collaborators?
How do you kill them?"
The boss looked at them puzzled.
"You are Chinese, don't you understand an old saying in China?
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There are only eternal interests, but no eternal friends."
The ninja's Mandarin was still very standard.
He explained: "Before, their spells were very powerful.
Before the game started, We knew it very clearly, so before the game , we have already communicated with them to form an alliance.
After entering the game, we will join forces to kill other players, and then the places will be equally divided to advance.
But just now they were fascinated by their own spell and instantly lost their combat effectiveness.
We will not kill them.
You will also kill, right?"
The disciples looked dumbfounded at these renegade Japanese pirates.
The little devil is indeed hateful.
This is called treachery and adding insult to injury.
"What kind of monk are they and what spell are they chanting?
Why do they feel so sick after falling under the spell?"
asked the boss.
"Happy Zen" The little devils all sneered, and the leader said: "This is a very dirty spell.
People who are under the spell will fall into an illusion.
In the illusion, they will dream of being with all kinds of beauties.
Forbidden, completely deprived of fighting power and left to be slaughtered, just like them."
"You really brought it upon yourself."
The boss gritted his teeth and said, "We are Taoist priests.
Taoism has not much to do with Buddhism, but I know that most Buddhism is quite formal.
I didn't expect such an evil sect to exist. " "Three thousand avenues, one can achieve enlightenment after another.
They use the dual cultivation of Caibuhe to improve their realm, so the techniques are naturally evil."
The ninja said: "My proposal is how to avoid fighting each other and taking advantage of others."
The boss spat on the ground, then sneered and said: "We have principles.
As I said just now, the first is not to disgrace the master and the sect.
The second is not to be a traitor and lackey, little devil.
I'll tell you the truth, during the Anti-Japanese War, I, along with my disciples, killed at least a hundred Japanese soldiers who invaded China.
Counting twenty of you at this moment, I, Old Dao, can be regarded as having contributed to the country, and I will die. " A buzzing sound.
The nine disciples unanimously launched their flying swords, and then flew towards the ninjas.
"Baga is so shameless."
With a bang, each ninja threw a smoke bomb on the ground.
After it exploded, all the surroundings were filled with white smoke, and the entire canyon was instantly filled with smoke.
The smoke was not only invisible, but also smelled very pungent.
I heard the disciples coughing continuously.
However, under the influence, they still hugged each other and were back to back, preventing the ninja from taking advantage of them.
I am very satisfied with the performance of these nine disciples today.
Smoke can interfere with my vision, but it has no effect on my senses.
I saw that those ninjas tied their mouths and noses with black cloth towels, then held samurai swords, discerned the sound of coughs, and then quietly led nine disciples to sneak attack.
Less than five meters away, each ninja took out a five-pointed star dart in his hand, which was another trump card.
I knew it was time for me to take action.
I concentrated on attacking one of the ninjas.
Ah, the ninja howled miserably.
I didn't deprive myself, but quickly switched to the next ninja and killed several of them in one go.
Ahhhhhhhhh The ninja kept making noises.
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"disease"
The disciples held back their coughs, and then relied on the direction of the ninja's howl to let the flying swords strike quickly.
There was a thumping sound.
"Hit."
The disciples were extremely excited because the flying swords they flew back were covered in blood.
But what they don't know is that these ninjas were all shocked by my spirit.
They stood there motionless like wood, letting them stab.
My mental shock formed a strong wind, which dispersed the smoke.
After the smoke dissipated, the situation in the canyon was clearly visible.
Nearly twenty ninjas all fell to the ground, with holes all over their bodies.
The nine disciples were all dumbfounded.
You looked at me in disbelief, and I looked at you.
The boss widened his eyes and said, "That's okay."
"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard.
A blind cat has encountered a dead mouse."
Lao Jiu, a child with a childish heart, burst out laughing.
Several other people were also happy.
Then the corpses of those ninjas were instantly teleported out by the formation, leaving only pools of uncoagulated blood on the ground: