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Chapter 150: Feign Death + Sap

"Hahaha!"

Wang Yuan laughed when he heard this, then shook his head and asked: "I can get out, but what's the benefit?"

"?benefit?"

As soon as Wang Yuan said this, Sha Tongtian was stunned.

I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such thick-skinned people. A Buddhist disciple actually opened his mouth and asked for benefits. I don’t know who he learned this from.

"Isn't it a good thing to keep you alive?" Sha Tongtian asked with a frown.

"hehe!"

Wang Yuan sneered and said: "The little monk has a strong destiny. As long as I give you benefits, you can take them if you want them!"

Players can still be resurrected after death. As long as the benefits are sufficient, there is no loss even if they die several times.

"I……"

Sha Tongtian's body swayed slightly, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. He would rather die to gain some advantages. This is just a piece of meat.

However, Sha Tongtian also knew that Wang Yuan's cultivation level was extremely high, and he would definitely not be happy with such a guy causing trouble here.

After thinking for a moment, Sha Tongtian reluctantly compromised and said, "What do you want?"

"The Secret Book of Appearance Transformation!" Wang Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"dream!"

Sha Tongtian refused on the spot without even thinking about it.

Special skills are different from ordinary martial arts. In ordinary martial arts, you may drop them as long as you kill the BOSS. The probability of dropping them on the first kill is even higher, but the explosion rate of special skills is absolutely unique.

As the BOSS's secret skill, unless the BOSS teaches it to him personally or hands it over to him, he may not be able to master it even if he kills it thousands of times.

If the BOSS is handed over directly to the player for no reason, it will basically be judged as cheating by the system. Even if the NPC is refreshed in the future, this skill will be completely lost.

Wang Yuan has never helped Sha Tongtian on any mission, nor has he gained the favorability of the Yellow River Gang, so naturally he will not pass on the idea of ​​​​transformation to Wang Yuan.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that Sha Tongtian was so stingy, Wang Yuan immediately chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Before going down the mountain, the abbot taught me to save the world and save people. The little monk has the world in mind. You, Sha Tongtian, have done many evil things. Today, the little monk will eliminate harm for the common people!!"

"..."

After hearing Wang Yuan's words, not only Sha Tongtian, but also the rest of the crowd were speechless.

This is the first time we have seen a guy who can express his anger in such a high-sounding way about the failure of blackmail.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yuan kicked off the ground with both feet and jumped to Sha Tongtian across a distance of several meters. He clasped his right hand forward and slapped Sha Tongtian in the face with a move called "Salute to the Tathagata".

"It's up to you!"

Sha Tongtian's figure flickered and teleported two meters away, just in time to avoid Wang Yuan's palm, and at the same time he raised his eyebrows provocatively at Wang Yuan.

"??"

Wang Yuan was startled by the sight. Without withdrawing his right hand, he stretched out his index finger and used his internal force, and a finger force shot towards Sha Tongtian's Tanzhong point.

[King Kong Conquers Demons]

The acupoint-pointing technique in the Vajra Palm can use the force from the air to point people's acupoints to control the enemy.

But Sha Tongtian still didn't bend his knees or take any steps. He moved sideways half a meter to the left and dodged Wang Yuan's attack again.

Seeing Sha Tongtian dodge again, Wang Yuan simply turned his palm into a fist and rushed in front of Sha Tongtian with a [rampage], lifted up his fist as big as a sandbag and smashed it.

But Sha Tongtian's figure flickered and appeared behind Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan's fists and palms changed quickly, and Sha Tongtian moved faster. Wang Yuan used three moves in an instant, but Sha Tongtian dodged three moves, which made Wang Yuan's head big.

There is no way, the Shaolin Temple players' body skills are so deceptive, not to mention that Wang Yuan's innate body skills are only ten...

If it were an ordinary BOSS with high physical skills, that would be fine. Wang Yuan might not be able to miss the target with his extraordinary maneuvers, but Sha Tongtian was so shameless that he actually teleported. Who the hell could hit the target?

Just when Wang Yuan was secretly depressed, Sha Tongtian raised the paddle in his hand and turned it sideways towards the back of Wang Yuan's head.

The back of the head is a vital part, and there is a certain chance of a fatal blow.

Although Wang Yuan has three layers of indestructible magical power to protect his body, the Sha Tongtian's physical strength is astonishing, and his attack power is not weak either.

"Duang!"

The oar was swung so hard that Wang Yuan fell to the ground without breathing.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that Wang Yuan was beaten to death by himself, Sha Tongtian snorted and said disdainfully: "I thought I was some kind of tough guy who couldn't be beaten, but it turns out I'm so vulnerable!"

"Damn it! The old cow was beaten to death? It's over... we are dead..."

When Ding Laoxian and others saw Wang Yuan being beaten to death by Sha Tongtian's oar, their hearts skipped a beat.

This is not the first time that Ding Laoxian and Wang Yuan have opened up wasteland. They are still very clear about Wang Yuan's strength. As the main tank in the team, Wang Yuan is thick-skinned and ordinary attacks cannot hurt Wang Yuan at all.

Far.

With such a strong defense, even the BOSS had to retreat when faced with it, but such a tough monk was suffocated to death by Sha Tongtian's stick... This is ridiculous.

One can imagine the mood of Ding Laoxian and others.

"What the hell! Revenge the old cow!!"

While the others were shocked, Bei Moting suddenly seemed to realize something, jumped up and stabbed Sha Tongtian with his sword.

Among the few people in the mob, the one who had the biggest headache for Sha Tongtian was Wang Yuan.

At this time, without Wang Yuan causing trouble, Sha Tongtian no longer had any scruples in his heart. He waved the oar in his hand and faced Bei Moting head-on.

Bei Mo Ting's sword skills were vicious and weird, and his body skills were like ghosts. Although he couldn't hurt Sha Tongtian, he could barely wrap his head around him.

At this time, Ding Laoxian and Song Yang had also arrived, attacking from both sides, one on the left and the other on the right.

Dugu Xiaoling and Yi Mengru were also harassing them with hidden weapons from behind. Five of them were attacking each other, either attacking or defending, advancing or retreating. For a while, the two sides were evenly matched.

"drink!"

Seeing how fierce these players were, Sha Tongtian suddenly shouted: "There are some means, no wonder you can defeat my junior brother and disciple!"

Having said this, Sha Tongtian swung the oar in his hand and said arrogantly: "Let you see my ghost gate..."

"duang!!!"

Just as Sha Tongtian was halfway through his words, a thick and long Zen staff fell on the back of Sha Tongtian's head, smashing back all the words that Sha Tongtian said.

Sha Tongtian's body strength and arm strength were extremely high, but his bones and understanding were quite average. When the Zen staff was smashed down, a circle of stars appeared on Sha Tongtian's head, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Sha Tongtian threw himself on the street, revealing his bald head hitting the sap behind him. It was Wang Yuan who had just been beaten to death by Sha Tongtian.

"???"

When Ding Laoxian and others saw Wang Yuan come to life again, their faces were filled with confusion.

"Fake death!" Bei Mo Ting explained: "Otherwise, how could he hit Zhongsha to the sky..."

"Fake death? Hiss..."

Everyone glanced at Wang Yuan and couldn't help but feel horrified. Ventriloquism, feigned death, sap... Why did this monk look less and less like a serious person?

"Dare to hit me on the back of the head! Hit me once and I'll hit you ten times!"
Chapter completed!
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