Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1156 252. It's a long birthday, the invincible head of Zhu vomited blood again

  Blake was full of confidence when he jumped off Mi Shi's head.

   He felt that although he had not recovered from his injuries, he still faced a great confrontation with a legendary warrior monk. He felt that he could even throw a wave of ridicule at the head of the Shado-Pan, Taran Zhu.

   Then after falling for two seconds, the smelly pirate's face was not right.

   He habitually summoned the power of inner demons and tried to condense beautiful blue-blue bat wings to make a cool debut as a demon hunter. How could it not be worse than Zhu Taran’s unmarked fighting posture in front of him, right?

  Let's not talk about strength, this is a matter of arrangement.

   But then he discovered something embarrassing.

   Mephistopheles ran away!

   His current demon is the Eredar Twins!

  The twins have no wings!

   I can't condense my wings

no problem, no problem!

   Just a small mistake.

   The stinky pirate told himself so during the high-speed fall, and he comforted himself that the boots of his Moonlight Armor had the legendary "tidewalker" just obtained from the sea giant demigod.

  Although he didn't give birth to wings as windy, he could, like Zhu Taran, be able to tread water without a trace, so that his appearance would not be compared by the head of Zhu.

  The pirate stretched his legs in the air with confidence.

   Then, he stared at the moccasin boots on his feet, lost in thought.

   Mother!

  The Moonlight Armor was stripped off by Azshara during the battle before, and he didn't bring it here at all!

   Heck!

   Leap of Faith

   And there was not much time left for Blake to change his mind.

   "Puff"

Two seconds later, under the silent gaze of Sect Master Zhu Taran, who was standing on the water with a tiger's head and two swords in a master posture, the outsider pirate who fell from a high altitude in a cool posture, with extreme The embarrassed gesture plunged into the water in front of him.

   But the water spray was still well pressed, and there was no miserable cry.

   The posture of falling into the water is barely okay.

   But maybe the brain is not very easy to use?

   "Crash"

In Zhu Sect's doubtful thinking, the water surface in front of him spun rapidly, and in the tumbling water turned into a vivid dragon posture, surrounded by stinky pirates with their hands behind their backs and posing as a master fighting posture, slowly rising from the water rise.

so far so good.

   Even if there are so many problems, at least the blessing of His Majesty the Tide Hunter, the Ocean Earl, is still very strong.

  The pirate thought so in his heart, then raised his hand and pushed the hozen mask on his face and the cool Shado-Pan hat he snatched from Sister Tao Ya.

   He stared at Zhu Taran in front of him, and in the sound of water surging, he said in a deep voice:

   "Master Zhu was injured? It's really fate, I was injured too."

  “???”

   This opening remark is directly for the well-informed head of Zhu Taran.

   As one of the representatives of the supreme force of the Pandaria pandaren, he has dealt with too many enemies in his life.

  Although Pandaria is generally peaceful, in Townlong Steppes and the more dangerous Dread Wastes, as well as in the Krasarang Jungle full of ancient ruins, there are many enemies who are full of malice towards the panda people and eyeing them.

   The Shado-Pan, who guard the order in Pandaria, also often operate in these places.

  Taran Zhu's lifelong opponents include but are not limited to cunning mantid elders, brutal yaungol chiefs, vicious lizardmen leaders, mad mogu thugs, and more.

   But none of the enemies would say such a strange greeting before fighting him.

   Hey, outsider, although you learned the word "fate" for us pandaren, it's not used like that!

  Why do I get hurt and you get hurt make you feel that there is a fate between us?

   Your brain circuit is really amazing.

   "You can capture it with your hands, outsiders, don't have to say much, I don't listen, and I don't want to listen."

   Zhu Taran shook his head, and under the red mask under the hat, he said briefly in a majestic and indifferent tone:

   "Yulong Tianzun will judge your sins, and I will only be responsible for sending you to her."

   "Wow, your words are so majestic, I'm going to copy them down and use them to scare others."

  Blake snorted and looked up and down at Taran Zhu in front of him.

  The posture of this pandaren is no different from that of his chubby compatriots. The black battle suit on his body is basically the same as that of the Shado-Pan guards, except that there is a majestic white tiger shoulder armor on his shoulders.

   But his eyes were cold.

   is like ice like a sword.

   Such a cold look gave the Shado-Pan head a masterful temperament that he should have, and a faint aura surrounded him, allowing him to blend into the surrounding environment almost perfectly.

   In the words of the Druids, this is a hidden warrior blessed by the will of nature.

   Of course, the monks don’t call it that, they only praise the condensed Qi of Sect Master Zhu for reaching the pinnacle.

   And Blake's eyes could see more.

   The vitality of this pandaren in front of him is even comparable to that of the old cow Kane.

   But pandaren are not known for their tyrannical bodies, so Taran Zhu's exuberant life energy should have been acquired through his lifelong hard work.

  The peculiar power called "Zhen Qi" used by monks is a variant of life force. Allowing Zhen Qi to turn around the body can overwhelm muscles and bones and enhance Qi and blood.

   Since more than 10,000 years ago, the world's first warrior monk "Fist of Dawn" Master Kong, a figure in pandaren mythology, realized the magic of true qi, and this fighting system has spread in the pandaren civilization.

   It's not as cool as magic, it's not as dazzling as holy light, it's as unpretentious and capped as warrior's anger.

  Emperor Shaohao was able to incarnate the mist to protect Pandaria for 10,000 years. In addition to being blessed by the gods and comprehending supreme wisdom, he also benefited from the terrifying cultivation of the pandaren emperor in the realm of infuriating realm.

   Oh, by the way, there are very wonderful changes to the infuriating thing.

  It is most similar to a warrior's anger in that the destructive power of anger depends on the user's talent and will, while the destructive power of true qi is determined by a monk's "mood".

  When he and Lao Chen were fighting at the top of the swirling cloud, Lao Chen casually mentioned that the same moves are used by monks in different moods, and the destructive power is simply worlds different.

   Therefore, infuriating energy is also a very metaphysical power.

The head of Zhu Taran in front of him undoubtedly belongs to the kind of person whose state of mind and cultivation is at the peak. However, unlike Lao Chen's open-mindedness and the heart of a wine fairy, what Zhu Taran possesses should be a killer derived from the lineage of the **** Baihu. Cut the heart.

   This greatly increased the threat of the Shado-Pan leader.

   "I know that the Shado-Pan is a hidden force created by Emperor Shaohao, you are an elite force of Pandaria warriors with a great history.

   You know many, many things.

   Regarding the secret energy of the Seven Shades and the Heart of Darkness of Y'Shaarj, you have a complete record in your monastery.

  If you are really busy, you might as well focus on the group of fallen sea sages who entered this continent two months ago. "

  Black looked at Zhu Taran who waved his hand and pulled out the tiger-headed sword behind him. He said helplessly:

   "My wicked 'compatriots', under the orders of their evil gods, came to the Misty Continent to search for dark secret energy and bring fear back to this peaceful land.

  It's been such a long time, and I think the dashing minions of N'Zoth must have had a relationship with the immortal mantid beyond the Dragon's Backbone.

   So the great Shado-Pan should focus on something more important than catching me as a small, irrelevant pirate? "

   "How do you know that we haven't fought them?"

   Zhu Taran sneered and replied meaningfully:

   "If you are punished by the Heavenly Venerate, the prison cell of the Shado-Pan Temple is happy to accommodate you, a villain who preaches chaos, and then you can have a good chat with your 'compatriots'."

   "Ah, so it's no wonder that your injury came from this."

  Blake nodded, stretched his hand into the bag, and said in a low voice:

   "No wonder I can feel the remnants of the void in my body, I thought that the great hero Taran Zhu would also step into the arms of the void like me, the villain.

  I have a baby that can’t be used outside, but I’ve always been itchy, so I took it out today to open my eyes to Master Zhu. "

   "Om"

The gust of wind swept away in an instant, and as the pirate took out the Fist of the Heavens he got in the Uldum Desert from his luggage and put it on his hands, moving between his fingers, the sharp and unrestrained wind turned into invisible energy. The blade lingered on the pirate's finger.

   He stood on the water, opposite Taran Zhu, and under the stunned gaze of Sect Leader Zhu, he put on a decent starter pose.

   At the same time, he said in a serious tone:

   "I'm Blake Shaw, a disciple of Wuchen Temple's great master Shangxi, and I asked the Shado-Pan for advice today. Uh, of course, Wuchen Temple didn't know that such an excellent disciple like me was walking outside.

   But that’s okay.

  If Master Shangxi knew my desire for martial arts, he would definitely accept me with great satisfaction. After all, even legendary monks like Lao Chen praised my martial arts talent. "

"you!"

   Zhu Taran waved the tiger-headed sword in his hand, bringing a sharp blade style, he questioned:

   "What's your relationship with the pandaren of the Wandering Isle? Did those far-striders who left their homeland reveal to you the secrets of Pandaria?"

   "Wow, as expected of the Shado-Pan, even the Wandering Isle knows about it."

  Blake flicked his tongue and banged his chest a few times with a big fist with a storm wrapped around him, pulling dazzling white lightning between his palms.

   He hooked his fingers to Taran Zhu in front of him and said:

   "Come on, Lord Zhu, beat me and I'll tell you."

   "Arrogant!"

   Although Taran Zhu was injured, in the face of Blake's provocation, how could a martial arts master like him tolerate it?

   In the thunderous scolding, the burst of the water surface at the feet of the great master pushed Taran Zhu to charge like a sapphire dragon in the package of infuriating energy.

   His toes touched the water three times, and the speed was increased to the point where it was close to the speed of sound.

   Sure enough!

   The warrior monk who can become the head of the sect is not comparable to a young assassin like Tao Ya. The iron-blooded momentum of the town is enough to deter the younger generation.

"boom"

The tiger-headed sword that slashed down in anger pulled out a piercing cut on the metal shell of the Fist of the Storm while the pirate's hands were intertwined, and in an instant, he kicked the pirate with the bravery of the rising sun. The waist and abdomen with the empty door wide open.

   But kicked in vain.

   The flickering and beating Black appeared behind Zhu Sect. Sure enough, this fake monk's real assassin's starting move can only be activated under backstab.

   But the head of Zhu has been on guard for a long time.

  The pirate just appeared, and the infuriating burst of Jasper Blast faced him.

The    face was punched several times and kicked several times in an instant. If it weren't for the magical shield of the treasure necklace, there would have been several more slipper marks on Blake's face.

   Shame!

   In the past, it was okay to bully a reckless warrior with high-speed attacks, but when you meet the great monk master who has pushed his skills to the pinnacle, the melee skills of the stinky pirates have been tested.

   "It doesn't count! It doesn't count this time!"

  Blake flashed out with a swoosh, pulled away, waved his big fists that splashed with thunder, and waved to Taran Zhu and said:

   "This is my first time fighting with a glove weapon. My proficiency is too low. That one just doesn't count. Now let's do it again. Oh, by the way, Master Zhu, I didn't say that just now.

  I am a big badass.

   So, don't expect me to fight you fairly. "

"Whizzing"

Between the two sharp whistles, the black and white sword girl cheered and pulled out the cut sword marks on the water, while laughing at the stinky master for not talking about martial arts, while following the blessing of the leader of the Black herd, with the attack of the pirate trinity. Taran Zhu in front of him.

   But the Grand Master was not in a daze in the face of this offensive.

   He wielded the tiger-headed double sword, as if the water could not get in, the cold light flashed to repel the harassment of the double sword, and he moved slightly away in the agile tumbling. The moment the pirates were about to attack, the monk suddenly grinned under the mask.

   showed a prey hooked expression.

   Then, in the resonant whistling of the water, the wind, the fire, and the fire, Taran Zhu's figure was divided into four like magic. With the resonance of the strange combination of infuriating energy and elemental power, he instantly gathered the advantage of numbers on his side.

   He threw his dual knives to the elemental clone beside him, his hands clasped together as finger swords, and the sinister power wrapped around his fingers, making Black's hair stand on end at this moment.

   "Hello, I wish Taran!"

   he exclaimed:

   "It's just a discussion, but you actually used the forbidden technique of reincarnation! Did I dig your ancestral grave, or did I steal your food? Do I need to be so ruthless?

   You have to work hard, right?

Row!

   Today I will give it up, let's have a good time! "

   "Boom"

The shadows and the fire rose and burst, and the black flames that intertwined and merged also wrapped around the gloves in the hands of the pirates. They drew out the head of the wolf in the sound of wind and thunder, and attacked Taran Zhu who was rushing in front of him. Snake bite.

The soul of    Gorm howled and rushed out, sending Taran Zhu flying.

   Then, the scarlet cold light blessed by the Nian Beast bloomed in front of him, and in the blessing of Goldrinn's distant wolf howl, the extremely wild eagle slammed the ultimate move!

  Black is going to lift the table!

   You are allowed not to teach martial arts?

   Are you the only one with forbidden art?

   Hey, this uncle is so violent, I will bully you today with an artifact!

  Congratulations Taran!

   Let me vomit blood honestly!

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   "Red Smoke" Tengwu, reminded by Tao Ya, quickly rushed to support the Sect Master with his team members. Others didn't know it, but these elite shadows and traces did.

Sect Master Zhu fought against those foreign cultists at Gao Lan Formation in Townlong Plateau a week ago. Although he killed the crazy cultists and injured their leader, Sect Master himself was also attacked by the evil one. Unholy magic hurts.

  The head has always been firm and does not easily show weakness.

   But today’s situation is truly extraordinary.

   "Master!"

A group of Shado-Pan guards followed the direction of Blake and Zhou Zhuo's escape. They soon found Zhu Taran on the shore of a remote water area. Teng Wu jumped over anxiously and supported Zhu Ta, who was in extremely poor condition. Lan.

The leather armor on   's head was covered with terrifying scorch marks, his black and white hair was scorched in large areas, and what was even more terrifying were the lacerations on his shoulders that extended to his chest, and the wounds were burnt to a scorched state.

  Zhu Taran was using real air to restrain his injuries, and walked with difficulty leaning on the broken tiger-headed sword. When he saw the disciples coming, the head was relieved, and he opened his mouth to spurt hot blood.

   This startled all the disciples, and immediately a mist weaver stepped forward to treat the sect master.

   "Tengwu, remove the pursuit!"

   Zhu Taran grabbed his disciple's hand before he fell into a coma and warned in a hoarse voice:

   "That pirate is very powerful, you can't deal with it, tell Master Xueliu. Prepare to dispatch the black-clothed guards and the elites of the enlightened. In addition, I

   I didn't lose!

   He's not having a good time either! "

   (end of this chapter)