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Chapter 62 Magical Armor



The purple light moves from far to near. Due to its extremely fast speed, a long tail light is dragged behind the main light, just like a comet dragging its tail.

Just when Wu Zhongyuan looked up in shock, the purple light had already flown into the sky, and suddenly exploded next to the middle-aged Taoist priest, scattering into purple light pieces of different sizes, from bottom to top, attached to every part of the middle-aged Taoist priest's body. at.

When the light sheets attached to the human body, the purple light disappeared. It was only then that Wu Zhongyuan saw the true identity of these purple light sheets. It was a protective armor made of an unknown metal. It was lavender in color and the armor was made of hundreds of pieces. It consists of nail plates, which vary in size and shape. They are attached to various parts of the middle-aged Taoist priest's body to protect the vital points of the body.

The head helmet of the armor was finally attached. Seeing the formed helmet, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly realized that there were three-inch long feathers on the left and right sides of the helmet on this person's head. This person should be a warrior of the bird tribe with birds as their totems. .

At this moment, another light purple light flew from the east. This light was much more slender than the previous purple light, moved faster, and dragged a longer purple light tail.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest's armor has been put on. The purple ray of light flying towards him should no longer be part of the armor. If nothing else, this purple ray of light should be the weapon used by this person.

In the blink of an eye, purple light flew over the crowd with a harsh sound. The middle-aged Taoist priest reached out with his right arm and caught the slender purple light.

When the light disappeared, Wu Zhongyuan knew that he had guessed correctly. This purple light was indeed a weapon, resembling a spear. It was visually estimated to be two meters long. It was an out-and-out long weapon.

Take a closer look and you will see that the front end of this object is tapered and sharp. This is not a spear, but a spear. There is a difference between a spear and a spear. Spears are mainly used for fighting in front of the battle. The spear head is longer and wider. Its function is to stab, but it can also slash left and right when necessary. However, the spearhead of the spear is more pointed and narrower, giving up the function of slashing left and right, and specializing in stabbing. This weapon is better for single combat.

"COOL." Zhao Ying looked up.

"Cool ass, do you have a stand?" Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head and squinted. To be fair, the posture of the middle-aged Taoist wearing armor was indeed majestic, and the action of buckling the spear back at the end was also very cool, but he did not feel cool, but I wish the middle-aged Taoist priest had missed the fast-moving spear and lost his hand.

Faced with Wu Zhongyuan's criticism, Zhao Ying was a little embarrassed, but she did not explain or refute it. It seemed that it was really not good to praise the enemy.

Not only Wu Zhongyuan guessed the identity of the middle-aged Taoist, the man herding sheep also guessed the origin of this person, but he was more surprised than Wu Zhongyuan, "Bird people? Are there really bird people? Why are there still bird people now?"

The skinny man was concentrating on reciting mantras and doing exercises at this time, and did not answer his words. Wu Zhongyuan said from behind, "He is not a modern person, he comes from ancient times."

Wu Zhongyuan originally wanted to clear up the doubts of the sheepherder. After all, the enemy was facing a powerful enemy, and doubts were not conducive to confronting the enemy in battle. But his words made the sheepherder more confused, "Did you come from ancient times?"

Wu Zhongyuan did not explain any more. He did not know what the relationship between these two people was with the little wizard, nor did he know what the little wizard had told them, and what they knew. Some of the things he knew, the two might not know. You know, just like the dragon head tattoo on his chest, these two people don't know that this is the best proof of his identity.

With armor protecting his body and a spear in his hand, the middle-aged Taoist did not hesitate. He twisted his wrist, held his long gun backwards, and withdrew his right arm, throwing the spear at the four people.

This shot came so fast that the sheepherder didn't dare to take it forcefully, "Get out of the way."

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In fact, the target of the middle-aged Taoist was not the man herding sheep, nor the thin man practicing the method, but Wu Zhongyuan.

If he didn't have night vision, Wu Zhongyuan would have been dead this time. Fortunately, he had it. He guessed that the other party was about to throw the spear as soon as the opponent's right arm retreated. When the opponent's spear was released, he immediately pulled Zhao Ying to dodge to the left.

The spear passed by, smashed into the rocks, and penetrated the stone wall. The two-meter long spear had only a foot left for the handle, and the rest of it penetrated deep into the stone wall.

After throwing the spear, the middle-aged Taoist immediately twisted and dived. Chi Changqiang came slightly closer, turned over and kicked him with all his strength. The target was still Wu Zhongyuan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Zhongyuan could only continue to dodge to the left. Although his kung fu was rudimentary, he had practiced kung fu after all, and his reactions at critical moments were faster than ordinary people, so he could barely avoid it again.

The middle-aged Taoist's moves were old and he couldn't change them immediately. He kicked his right foot diagonally with inertia and smashed a huge boulder in front of the stone wall.

At this time, the man herding sheep had already reacted. Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist was trying to take the opportunity to draw out the spear inserted into the stone wall, he roared and slammed his shoulders.

The sheepherder did hit the middle-aged Taoist, but he was half a minute too late. The middle-aged Taoist had already grabbed the handle of the spear and pulled it out of the stone wall.

Although the middle-aged Taoist pulled out his spear, he was knocked unsteady by the man herding sheep and could not immediately return the spear and make a move. The man herding the sheep took the opportunity to grab the handle of the spear with his left armpit, twisted around, and snatched the spear from the middle-aged Taoist's hand.

Although the sheepherder grabbed his opponent's spear, he turned around and showed his back. Naturally, the middle-aged Taoist would not give up the opportunity to attack. He raised his right leg high and kicked the sheepherder in the back of the head.

At this moment, the gun rang again, and it was Zhao Ying's gun. Since she had brought two pistols, she would not fail to bring spare magazines.

The bullet hit the armor plate on the middle-aged Taoist's head and bounced away. It did not cause serious damage to the middle-aged Taoist. However, the move interfered with him. His raised right foot lost its accuracy and missed the kick of the sheepherder. Instead of kicking him in the back of the head.

The force of this kick was so strong that the man herding the sheep was unsteady and staggered forward.

The man herding the sheep also knew that the situation was critical, so he hurriedly stabilized his body, turned around, used his spear as a club, and smashed it at the middle-aged Taoist.

Zhao Ying's actions completely angered the middle-aged man. Instead of attacking Wu Zhongyuan, he clenched his fist and hit Zhao Ying.

But he failed to hit Zhao Ying, not because he lost his accuracy, nor because Zhao Ying dodged in time, but because the spear in the sheepherder's hand had already hit him, so he could only give up midway and turn around to protect himself.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. While blocking and smashing the spear, the middle-aged Taoist grabbed the handle of the spear with his backhand and dragged it hard, trying to regain the spear.

Naturally, the man who was herding sheep would not allow him to take back his weapon, so he grabbed it with both hands and fought for it.

The middle-aged Taoist tried his best twice, but failed to take back the spear. He decisively kicked the sheepherder in the chest.

The sheep herding man had become so good at practicing kung fu that he no longer needed to deliberately gather his energy. After receiving a blow, he instinctively resisted. He took a hard kick from the opponent but still didn't let go.

The middle-aged Taoist's kick was so powerful that the sheepherder felt pain, and he kicked back angrily. This kick was even more powerful, knocking the middle-aged Taoist back.

The sheepherder took the initiative and once again swung his spear forward to smash it. The middle-aged Taoist sided to avoid it and reached out to grab the handle.

When the sheepherder saw this, he hurriedly pulled back. The middle-aged Taoist man missed his grasp, leaned forward and grabbed again, and finally grabbed the handle. However, he did not take it back immediately, but took advantage of the situation and pushed it backwards, until the sheepherder's wrist bent. His grip was weak, so he struggled to pull back and regain the spear.

At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded, and lightning struck ten steps away from the right side of everyone, causing earth and rocks to fly.

The sudden sound of thunder caused the two fighting men to stop instinctively. The middle-aged Taoist snorted disdainfully, "You are such an idiot. How could you not have known that the Purple Qi Sky Thunder wouldn't chase after you?"

While the middle-aged Taoist was talking, Zhao Ying had been trying to take aim. She had fired several shots before, but it did not cause any substantial damage to the middle-aged Taoist. This time she wanted to shoot the opponent's vitals, but the opponent's head was Her head was protected by a helmet, and her chest and abdomen were also protected by armor plates. For a moment, she couldn't think of where to hit.

Wu Zhongyuan also wanted to help, but he also knew that he could not help in any way. Being "bored", he could only take a closer look at the middle-aged Taoist and the purple armor he was wearing. Since he had been looking at the purple light before, he couldn't care less. Observe whether the middle-aged Taoist has a bird head tattoo on his chest. However, wearing armor is a unique skill of the bird tribe warriors. This man is undoubtedly from the bird tribe.

According to Wu Zhui, high-level warriors of the Bird Tribe can fly into the sky wearing armor with wings. If you look carefully, the armor behind this person does have metal wings, but the shape of the wings is different from the wings of birds, and they are not horizontal. Instead of stretching, it attaches vertically to the outside of the armor. It will separate from the armor when it lifts off, and it will attach to the armor after landing.

This style of wings is not very capable of flying. Its main function should be to control the airflow and maintain direction.

The pause caused by the thunder and lightning passed quickly. After a cold snort, the middle-aged Taoist tilted his head grimly and determined the exact location of Wu Zhongyuan. Seeing this, the sheepherder knew that he wanted to make a move again and did not give him a chance to do it. He roared angrily, Rushed towards him.

The middle-aged Taoist had no intention of fighting with the man herding sheep. His target was Wu Zhongyuan. However, he had already discovered that if he wanted to kill Wu Zhongyuan, he had to remove the obstacles in front of him first. He made up his mind and stopped attacking Wu Zhongyuan. Instead, he Controlling the spear, he attacked the sheepherder.

After a few rounds, the sheepherder was shot. The spear used by the middle-aged Taoist priest was not a mortal thing, but it was not a divine object either. Although it broke the skin and entered the flesh, it did not damage the muscles and bones of the sheepherder.

After several attempts, the same was true. Although the sheepherder was covered in blood, he was very brave. This man was very strong. He punched, smashed, and kicked. Even a middle-aged Taoist would stumble back after being hit.

The only thing Wu Zhongyuan could do at this time was to watch the battle. After watching it for a while, he also discovered a few things. First, the armor worn by this middle-aged Taoist was more for protection. The armor itself did not seem to enhance the offensive ability. Second, according to what the master said when he was still alive, a real master can release the spiritual energy from his body to attack his opponent. However, it seems that the spiritual energy in this middle-aged Taoist's body cannot be released outside the body. I don't know whether it is because this person is not a master, or because he is not a master. What are the flaws in this person's Qi training method?

In addition to these two points, there is also a third point, that is, the reason why the sheepherding man was able to hit the middle-aged Taoist was because there was a thin man nearby who slowed down the middle-aged Taoist's movement speed.

Since Wu Zhongyuan could find out, the middle-aged Taoist could also find out that this man was very scheming and did not attack the thin man immediately. Instead, he deliberately took a few more steps back when he was attacked and gradually lured the sheepherder out.

When the sheepherder was too late to come back and rescue him, the middle-aged Taoist priest threw the spear with all his strength. The spear flew quickly, pierced through the chest, and nailed the emaciated man who was concentrating on the exercise to the stone wall behind him...

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