Chapter 3870: The foreign celestial master (1)
Chapter 3870: The foreign celestial master (1)
The small monk was dumbstruck when he saw Tang Zhen’s performance.
He originally thought that the unconscious Tang Zhen was just an ordinary injured soldier. He did not expect that Tang Zhen actually had the extraordinary ability to be invulnerable.
When he heard Tang Zhen’s question, he hurriedly explained the entire situation.
The invasion of the foreign races, the destruction of mountains and rivers, and the outbreak of tragic Wars from time to time.
Not long ago, near this temple, the soldiers of the dynasty and the foreign Army had a great battle.
In the course of the battle, the enemy had sent out cultivators to attack the Kingdom’s Army.
Invisible lightning fell from the sky, and the Kingdom’s Army was thrown off their feet. Those who were attacked were torn to pieces, and their clothes and armor were all torn to pieces.
The Kingdom’s army was defeated and fled into the mountains, throwing away their armor and helmets along the way.
After the war ended, the monks in the temple went to check and buried the remains of the dead.
During this period, they found some injured soldiers who survived among the pile of corpses. The monks couldn’t just leave them to die, so they brought them back to the temple for secret treatment.
However, they didn’t expect the foreign troops to suddenly return and search for the defeated soldiers, which led to the current situation.
After listening to the little monk’s story, Tang Zhen chuckled and expressed that there was no need to worry.
When the foreign soldiers wanted to capture someone, he would go over and take a look.
The small monk wanted to stop him, but in the end, he lowered his head. He knew that this matter was no longer something he could interfere with.
The foreign tribe soldiers who had been kicked over by Tang Zhen gathered around the house with ferocious expressions. They did not dare to attack Tang Zhen, but they were also unwilling to leave like this.
Some soldiers had already left quietly to report the situation to their generals and ask the immortal master to come and solve the problem.
If Tang Zhen were to leave, the foreign soldiers would definitely vent their anger on the temple and would most likely cause a bloodbath.
With the small monk leading the way, Tang Zhen followed closely behind and the foreign soldiers were at the back.
It didn’t take long for them to arrive at the front of the temple. It was a square that had been frequently trampled and cleared.
A hundred non-human soldiers were gathered here, holding swords, Spears, and ropes. Their faces were filled with ferocity.
A group of monks sat cross-legged with blood on their faces and bodies. They were silently chanting Scriptures.
In the empty space beside them, there was a group of injured soldiers kneeling on the ground. Their arms were tied up tightly with ropes.
Tang Zhen walked out of the temple and immediately became the focus of everyone’s attention.
"How audacious!"
A general stood at the entrance of the temple. When he saw Tang Zhen swaggering out, he immediately let out a furious roar.
He brandished a spiked club and smashed it toward Tang Zhen’s face with the whistling sound of the wind.
If this hammer landed, half of his body would probably be smashed.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhen casually grabbed and grabbed the heavy Wolf Tooth club. It was as if he had grabbed a dried grass stick.
Then, he flicked his hand and flicked it on the general’s head, causing his brain to burst.
Seeing their general killed, the non-human soldiers were both shocked and furious. They roared and rushed forward.
There were also some who drew their bows and shot arrows at Tang Zhen’s vital points.
Who would have thought that when the arrows landed on Tang Zhen’s body, they were actually unable to cause any damage. Instead, they continued to fall down.
"Demons, demonic Arts, quickly invite the immortal master!"
When the foreign soldiers saw this, they were shocked and looked at Kang Zhen with fear in their eyes.
They no longer attacked Tang Zhen. Instead, they dodged far away, as though they were guarding against snakes, scorpions, Tigers, and wolves.
At this moment, the atmosphere at the entrance of the temple had become silent and oppressive. Only Tang Zhen was relaxed.
"Little monk, go and get me a clean monk robe."
As Tang Zhen spoke, he touched his head. It was smooth without a single strand of hair.
Apparently, for some reason, the divine body had to give up the three thousand threads of worry, which resulted in his bald head.
The small monk’s speed was fast enough, and it didn’t take long for him to bring back a clean monk robe.
Tang Zhen wore a monk’s robe and had a big bald head. He looked like a monk.
However, he was tall and had an evil smile on his face, which made people tremble with fear.
Even if he was really a monk, he must be a fierce-looking Vajra who could vanquish demons and demons, with his hands stained with blood.
Seeing this, the temple’s Abbot sighed inwardly and lowered his eyes to continue chanting the Scriptures.
Obviously, they couldn’t fight back and could only go with the flow, letting the situation develop.
The injured soldier broke free from his restraints and looked at Tang Zhen in surprise, not knowing what to do.
He was clearly saved because of Tang Zhen and was suspected to be his comrade, but he did not dare to get close to him.
It didn’t take long for a roar to be heard from the forest, and a few figures quickly arrived.
Each of them was dressed in strange clothes and riding on ferocious beasts. They were the immortal Masters who fought alongside the foreign soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, these immortal Masters had rushed to the front of the temple.
When the foreign soldiers saw this, their faces were filled with respect and anticipation.
With the help of these immortal Masters, the demon monk would definitely die.
A few foreign tribe immortal Masters examined Tang Zhen but didn’t find anything unusual. They couldn’t help but feel suspicious.
He did not know if Tang Zhen was a cultivator, or if he was extremely talented, or if he was a strong martial artist.
No matter what his roots were, he had to investigate and not just stare in front of this broken temple.
"Sir, you hurt my tribe’s Warriors. We can’t just let this matter go, or we won’t be able to explain it.
Why don’t you take three of my moves? if you can survive, I’ll let you Live!"
The leader was an old man who was as thin as dry wood. A golden and silver venomous snake was coiled around his neck.
There was a snake head on each side of the old man’s shoulder, and it kept spitting out dark green mist.
This fellow was extremely cunning and wanted to trick Tang Zhen.
If Tang Zhen agreed, he would be able to launch an all-out attack and try to kill Tang Zhen in one move.
If Tang Zhen didn’t die, they would be able to see his background and the cultivators would be able to take the opportunity to attack.
If he was not Tang Zhen’s match, he could also fulfill his promise of releasing Tang Zhen and try his best to avoid the sharp edge.
As for the dead officers, they didn’t care about them at all, and they didn’t really plan to take revenge for them.
The foreign immortal Masters were in cahoots with each other and naturally knew the old man’s plan.
All of them coldly laughed as they looked at Tang Zhen in unison.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhen’s eyes narrowed as he glanced at the few foreign tribe immortal Masters with a mocking expression.
"With your methods, you won’t be able to hurt me even after 30000 moves. It’s better to give up on those sneaky thoughts as soon as possible.
Answer my questions honestly, and then obediently leave. That way, you can still keep your life."
The expressions of the few foreign tribe immortal Masters slightly changed. They didn’t expect that Tang Zhen would actually be so arrogant. It was obvious that he didn’t put them in his eyes.
"Impudent! Let me see your methods!"
It was a tall and strong man with a half-skeletal face. The surface of his skin was covered with something that looked like scabs.
All of its vital parts were covered up, and its skull was as thick as a helmet, with a few twisted, sharp horns.
With a Skull Hammer in his hand, he commanded a strange beast and charged at Tang Zhen.
The exotic beast’s charging speed was strange, and ordinary people were unable to react at all. In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Tang Zhen.
"Die!"
Black smoke spurted out from the eye sockets of the skeleton hammer as it fiercely smashed towards Tang Zhen’s head.
The smoke blocked their vision, but it didn’t affect the foreign Immortals at all.
The sound of bones breaking could be heard from the area shrouded in smoke, followed by a scream.
Before the crowd could react, they saw a figure fly out of the smoke and land heavily on the ground.
The immortal master who had rushed towards Tang Zhen had his head smashed by his own Skull Hammer. He had lost his life when he landed on the ground.