Urban magic doctor

Chen Yang and others frowned when they found that there were at least twenty monks on the other side. The monks were good at hiding and their combat power was not weak. In addition, there were more people than Chen Yang and the others, which was very disadvantageous for Hua Jinguo.

Dongfang Cheng and others, who were in the fog at the moment, relied on their powerful hearing to identify their location. Even if they heard a small sound, they would scatter heat-sensing particles.

At this time, these heat-sensing particles showed their effects.

The particles adsorbed on the monk's body, and immediately lit up after sensing the heat energy, which was particularly conspicuous in the fog.

And through the position where the particles light up, the monk's attack path can also be judged, which immediately relieves a lot of pressure on Dongfang Cheng and others.

But there are more monks than them, and they will appear from different directions. Therefore, although the monks' frontal combat strength is not as good as that of Huajin Kingdom, it still makes Huajin Kingdom's side stretched.

"We must find a way to expose all these monks."

Chen Yang's mind was racing, he had a plan in mind, and he rushed towards a big tree nearby. After reaching the top of the tree, he jumped into the air and jumped towards the tree next to him.

While he was in the air, he opened the kettle in his hand, and the heat-sensing particles inside flew out and fell into the vast fog.

In this way, he kept leaping between trees. The heat-sensing particles were scattered in the fog, and together with the fog, they also enveloped this space.

Now, anyone in the fog will be absorbed by the heat-sensing particles.

Not only the monks, but also in the Huajin Kingdom. Everyone's body was shining with red light. Although the appearance could not be seen clearly, the outline of the body was outlined, which was particularly conspicuous in the fog and looked very weird.

Without the ability to hide, the monk's combat power was reduced by at least half, and the Huajin Kingdom immediately began to counterattack.

Although they have all become little celebrities, this obviously weakens the monks but has no impact on Hua Jinguo.

The sound of fighting came from the fog. Chen Yang put away the kettle containing thermal energy sensing particles, jumped into the air, fell from the air towards the fog, and joined the battle.

Now, except for him, everyone in the audience has turned into a glowing red man, which means that others cannot see him, but he can see others.

Although monks have special methods to obtain vision in the fog, they are limited to a very short sight distance and cannot achieve as good a vision as outside.

And as long as the opponent speeds up, they will not be able to see clearly.

Of course, when the enemy is trapped in fog and almost blind, the monk's advantage in vision becomes huge.

But now, everyone has become a celebrity, and no one has any advantage.

The only one with an advantage was Chen Yang, who had just entered the fog.

"idiot!"

A monk felt a figure flash by next to him, and he swung his sword to attack it, but missed it.

He took two steps back in panic, but bumped into the person behind him. Before he could recover, a hand stretched out from behind his head and pinched his throat. With a strong force, he thought he was dead and his body went limp. Fell to the ground.

And behind him, standing was Chen Yang.

After finishing off a monk, Chen Yang moved and his figure disappeared into the mist again.

The fog that the monks used to create an advantage for themselves now provides Chen Yang with a hunting environment.

Chen Yang seemed to have turned on the hunting mode and shuttled through the fog at an extremely fast speed. Because the enemies were all wearing monk uniforms, Chen Yang could easily judge the enemy and friends through the outline of their bodies. They were all fatal with one move and were quickly dealt with. There were seven or eight monks.

"Ah, Fu Tong, come and help me."

There was a roaring sound in the fog. He must have seen Fu Tong and asked Fu Tong for help.

Chen Yang glanced in the direction of the sound, worried that they wouldn't be able to cope with it, and rushed over.

At the same time, Fu Tong had already rushed to Wang Xiao's side.

Although he couldn't see clearly, Fu Tong judged from the outline of the little red man that Wang Xiao was besieged by two monks and was in crisis.

"Senior Wang, let me help you."

Fu Tong shouted, swung a big knife in his hand, and slashed at the two monks who were surrounding Wang Xiao.

Ten seconds later, Chen Yang appeared in this area.

The battle here ends, and there is only a red outline of a humanoid figure on the ground.

I don't know who this is, but judging from the outline, it's obviously not a monk.

Pay the same? Howl?

Chen Yang's expression changed slightly and he quickly stepped forward to check. As he got closer, he saw the man lying on the ground with a big knife stuck in his back and blood flowing out.

Chen Yang recognized this broadsword, it belonged to Fu Tong, and he always carried it on his back.

Chen Yang quickly hugged the man's face and wanted to turn it over to see who it was, but unexpectedly, with a slight movement, the man's head actually fell off. This man was not just Fu Tong!

Fu Tong's eyes widened, obviously he experienced something extremely shocking before his death.

"how so!"

Fu Tong's own knife was inserted into his own back, but his head was cut off, which made Chen Yang feel a little strange.

But after thinking for a moment, he understood.

The other party must have cut off Fu Tong's head first, killed him, and then stuck the knife in his back as a demonstration.

"I will kill all these devils today."

Chen Yang was furious, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. He wiped Fu Tong's eyelids and closed them, then put Fu Tong's head down. With a movement, his figure disappeared into the mist again.

He felt suspicious about what just happened.

Wang Xiao was in crisis, but he was still able to call for help, indicating that the situation was not very serious.

But Fu Tong went to help, and he died tragically on the spot within ten seconds, but Wang Xiao was nowhere to be seen, which was weird.

"Ah, Zhou Xuzhang, come and help me, I'm under siege."

At this moment, the roaring voice sounded again.

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and hurriedly ran in that direction. He was a little worried that when Zhou Xuzhang rushed over, he would end up with the same fate as Fu.

"Brother Wang, hold on, I'll help you."

Zhou Xuzhang shouted and rushed towards Wang Xiao.

Seeing Wang Xiao being surrounded by three monks, Zhou Xuzhang frowned and waved the long sword in his hand to strike directly at the back of one of the monks.

But the monk seemed to have eyes on his back, and he dodged his attack by leaning slightly to the side.

Zhou Xuzhang quickly leaned next to Wang Xiao and said seriously: "Brother Wang, we fight side by side, you are on our left and I am on our right, be careful of being attacked by the Japanese."

"no problem."

Wang Xiao responded.

Zhou Xuzhang nodded, and was about to swing his sword forward to attack, but at this moment, a dagger stabbed into his back. His movements suddenly stiffened. He turned around and slashed with the sword, but was easily struck by the opponent. Dodge.

"Why?"

Looking at Wang Xiao holding a dagger behind him, Zhou Xuzhang's face was filled with shock. He couldn't figure out why Wang Xiao, a member of the Zizhu Sect, would take action against him.

As a member of the Shuzhong sect, Zhou Xuzhang knew very well that Zizhu was upright and would never commit such a thing as treason and surrender to the enemy. How could a scum like Wang Xiao appear?

"Death to you."

With a ferocious sneer on his face, Wang Xiao stabbed Zhou Xuzhang in the abdomen with his dagger. Just as he was about to strike again, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly ran away to other places.

As soon as he ran away, Chen Yang rushed over.