The monk in the American manga

Deep in the mountains and dense forests, at the mouth of the valley.

Chen Yi attacked Freya's heart with words and discovered Freya's true body among the many phantoms. He immediately attacked and killed her. Like a whirlwind, he rushed in front of Freya in an instant.

Freya immediately realized something was wrong and immediately teleported away.

Chen Yi tried to intercept, but unfortunately he was a step too late and could barely grab the corner of Freya's clothes with one hand.

Freya fled ten meters away in shock. She was so frightened that the many phantoms in the field could not be maintained at all and collapsed and disappeared one after another.

"The mage is really annoying!" Chen Yi complained, shook off a piece of clothes in his hand, turned around and looked at Freya not far away, his expression slightly solemn.

Freya was cautious and extremely proficient in teleportation. She would run away at the slightest sign of trouble. It was difficult to get close to her, let alone catch her.

"Uncle Lu, aren't you a swordsman? Give her a sword quickly!" Chen Yi shouted to Lu Yan. Among the four, only Lu Yan, the swordsman, can be regarded as a long-range output and should be able to deal with Freya. The others are all Enough.

Lu Yan has been standing beside the silent monk with his broken golden body, guarding against Freya's ubiquitous magical attacks that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Now, Freya's phantom was completely broken, and Lu Yan was freed.

Unfortunately, the middle-aged general had already taken the opportunity to escape.

"I'm not a swordsman, I'm just a poor scholar!" Lu Yan opened his mouth and replied, looking at the middle-aged general warily.

The middle-aged general came back again, with a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was shining with blood.

"Are you okay?" Lu Yan looked at the middle-aged general who seemed to be fine with a surprised look on his face, then looked back at the silent monk whose golden body was broken and was almost unable to fight anymore, with a strange expression.

The middle-aged general who was seriously injured and fell to the ground just now has actually recovered in a short time. Apart from the damage to his armor, there are almost no wounds visible on his waist.

The silent monk was holding a golden cudgel in one hand, with a somewhat ugly look on his face. The middle-aged general's body was broken by one move. For a while, he was unable to do anything again. However, when he saw that the middle-aged general was not in serious trouble, he used all his strength to attack. He even gave up his own defense, but in the end he got such a result, which was hard for him to accept.

What was especially unbearable for Monk Mo was Lu Yan's suspicious eyes.

Why, you look down on me, grandson!

"He has taken medicine!" Monk glared angrily and cursed angrily and unwillingly, "If I, Sun, had medicine, I would still fight him to the fullest!"

Although Silent Monk could not move, he had been paying attention to the middle-aged general and saw with his own eyes that he had recovered from his injuries after taking a pill.

Lu Yan pouted, took out a small silver gourd from his arms, took a sip himself, and then brought it to his mouth.

Monk took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he laughed and said, "Here, give me some more!"

"Drink less, I don't have much left!" Lu Yan looked heartbroken. He took a sip and quickly put away the silver gourd.

The silent monk rolled his eyes at Lu Yan, but didn't ask for it anymore. He slowly straightened his body, the golden light glowed all over his body again, and the broken Vajra body reappeared.

"Why didn't you give it to me, old grandson, before?" Silent Monk waved his golden cudgel, pretending to kill the middle-aged general.

Lu Yan was a little embarrassed and said sheepishly: "Isn't it okay just now?"

The silent monk snorted coldly, waved his golden cudgel, and strode towards the middle-aged general.

Not to be outdone, the middle-aged general thrust the spear in his hand quickly, like a snake striking out, cunning and changeable.

The two exchanged dozens of moves in a row, and the sound of metal collision was heard continuously, and they were inseparable.

"Uncle Lu, why are you so dazed!" Chen Yi glanced and saw Monk fighting with the middle-aged general again. He felt a little relieved. He turned around and saw that Lu Yan was actually watching the battle. He couldn't help being furious, "Hurry up. Come and help, we can’t handle this woman!”

Chen Yi and Jin Yanzi really couldn't handle Freya. Both of them were warrior-type melee output. Jin Yanzi did have a flying knife that could barely be considered a long-range skill, but it was of no use against Freya, an elite mage. , I really have no temper at all. I just managed to seize the flaw and find the true body in the phantom, but when I turned around, Freya teleported away. Not to mention how depressed I was.

Jin Yanzi's little face had no expression at all, it was frighteningly gloomy, and the look he looked at Freya was as cold as a knife. No one would be happy after being played by Freya's phantom for so long.

Lu Yan couldn't laugh or cry, shook his head and said: "I'm really not a swordsman, and I can't handle it either!"

Saying this, Lu Yan still ran to Chen Yi, his face wrinkled with bitter gourd.

"Shrink to the ground!" Chen Yi pointed at Freya not far away and whispered to Lu Yan, "This woman only has the ability to teleport, otherwise I would have knocked her down long ago!"

Lu Yan coughed dryly. He had really forgotten that he had this magical power. Most of the time, he thought he was a mortal. Without stimulation and reminder, he really couldn't remember it!

After muttering a few words, Lu Yan suddenly stepped forward, crossed the space with one step, and appeared in front of Freya in an instant.

Freya has always been on guard, especially when she saw Lu Yan coming, she became even more concerned.

However, Lu Yan's magical power of shrinking to an inch was so mysterious that Freya didn't react at all. She felt that the person appeared in front of her eyes in the blink of an eye, and everyone was startled, let alone running away.

"Sorry!" Lu Yan muttered, reaching out to capture Freya.

Freya did not sit still and wait for death. With a thought, the mysterious energy contained in her body suddenly exploded.

Lu Yan's expression changed drastically, he raised his foot and used Shrink to the Ground again.

Unfortunately, before Lu Yan's footsteps fell, the majestic mysterious energy spread out, and the grass on the ground instantly grew to more than one meter long, like countless tentacles, wrapping Lu Yan tightly.

"Tangled roots?!" Chen Yi screamed, with a puzzled look on his face. How could the mage know the skills of a druid?

Entangling Roots is the Druid's trapping skill. Roots emerging from the ground will entangle and trap people.

Lu Yan was entangled and trapped by the grass like hemp rope. He did not panic. He just frowned and looked at Freya who teleported away. His expression was a little confused: "Was that divine power just now? The true god of Asgard?"

The True God of Asgard is the same as the immortals in heaven. He is a god with divine status and is not an ordinary Asgardian.In Asgard, there are very few true gods with godhead.

Divine power is the special power possessed by a true god, such as the power of Thor, the God of Thunder.

After teleporting several times in succession and completely closing the distance, Freya exhaled heavily. There was no trace of human color on her already fair face.

After taking a breath, Freya became more and more alert, staring at Lu Yan with her eyes, but did not speak to him.

Chen Yi and Jin Yanzi ran quickly to Lu Yan, preparing to rescue Lu Yan.

Before the two of them could get closer, Lu Yan scolded lightly, shattered the grass stems with a little force, and broke free.

Looking at Chen Yi and Jin Yanzi running over, Lu Yan looked solemn: "We are in trouble!"