Temple of Madness

Chapter 53 I Haven't Helped Yet
Chapter 53

The town is very quiet!

Terribly quiet!
Under the blowing of the mountain wind, the white thick fog rustled the leaves of the sycamore trees planted on both sides of the road. Many leaves fell from the trees and then fell gently under the trees and slid forward under the action of the wind, making a rustling sound. sound.

"Wow!~~Woo!~~"

However, at this moment, a sharp dog bark resounded in the town, which shocked the scalps of the few people, and then returned to calm.

"Zhang Yang, what shall we do?" Zhang Tao shrank his neck, already clenched the standard long knife in his hand, he was a little scared.

After all, this mission was his first mission in the true sense, and as for the afternoon, it was all soy sauce.

"I'm afraid we can only enter directly!" Zhang Yang looked at the entrance of the road in Sanhe Town. There is a main road in the middle that directly connects the two ends. filled these streets.

Such small town buildings are also the most common small town planning in the entire southwest region, but it also means that they can only be entered from the entrances at both ends.

But here comes the problem, that Chinese pastoral dog must be in the town, and if they enter directly, they will definitely be discovered.

These canines already have night vision, and their agility is very high. In such a situation where the lights are dark and the visibility is not high, their danger index will undoubtedly increase exponentially.

But if they waited until dawn to go in, they would have to wait for a few more hours, and the residents of the small town would also get up as the dawn dawned.

If this is really considered, not only will they be exposed to the cold outside to affect their performance, but they may also cause casualties to residents.

After all, a beast with 150-180 qi and blood units is not just as simple as whether it can win against ordinary people, but a unilateral massacre!

So even for the safety of the residents, Zhang Yang couldn't drag the battle until tomorrow morning.

Although he knows that fighting at night is more dangerous.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang said: "Because of vision problems, we may not have the advantage in fighting that dog at night, and their blood is not high. If they are attacked, the danger is too great, so my suggestion is that you Zhang Tao and Shen Qiuyun Guard the entrance at the front, and you guard the exit at the back, even if it is not its opponent, you must scare it away, I will try to get rid of it in the town!"

Among Zhang Tao and Zhang Tao, Zhang Tao's blood is the highest, but only 145 units, and the others are even lower.

If they were brought into the town, they would definitely not be able to please them once they had a fight with the Chinese pastoral dog.

So instead of letting a few people take risks to enter the town, it is better to let them guard the two openings and trap the Chinese pastoral dog in the town.

After all, it is night now, the residents are already asleep and relatively safe.

But if this set of Chinese Pastoral Dog rushes out of the town and hides, it will be very difficult to find it!
"Are you sure?" Shen Qiuyun asked a rare question.

Although she knew that Zhang Yang's qi and blood were not low, but Zhang Yang was not a warrior after all, so she was very worried that Zhang Yang would be in danger.

"Don't worry, it's impossible for this guy to do something he's not sure about!" Zhang Tao felt sour when he heard Shen Qiuyun's concerned words. Although he didn't think that Zhang Yang would fail or get hurt, but... what the hell, he Is it just that there is no sense of existence?

It's a pity that I have liked Shen Qiuyun for so long, but for nothing!
"Well, it should be fine!" Zhang Yang walked towards the town on his own, and when he passed by Zhang Yang, he stepped on Zhang Tao's foot.

"Ah!~~ Damn, murder?" Zhang Tao screamed suddenly.

This guy Zhang Yang is too stingy, you two can't even say a few words when you spread dog food?
But after all, Zhang Tao immediately took Shen Qiuyun to the front entrance, ready to act according to Zhang Yang's plan.

The remaining Yuan Pan, He Bing and others also consciously walked to the back end.

After practicing for this period of time, Zhang Yang has not only improved his physical fitness, but also greatly improved his eyesight and hearing.

Although the white air is strong now, his visibility is still around 50 meters, which is much stronger than the eyesight of Zhang Tao and others.

Without him, strength crushes it!

He looked at his stats.

Name: Zhang Yang

Occupation: None
Vitality: 153/232 (+)

Spirit: 60/60
Muscle training: completion (36%)
Aura: 28042 (absorbable)

The blood has reached 232 units. In terms of strength, according to the ratio, his strength is already 2300KG, which is about 2.3 tons when converted into tons.

Once such a strong attack power hits the target, it will explode like opening a watermelon with a punch.

And with the continuous improvement of Qi and blood, Zhang Yang felt that his speed was also steadily increasing. If he wanted to participate in the sports meeting, he would be able to win the championship in track and field events such as the [-]m and [-]m.

He was very satisfied with his current strength, took the long sword in his hand and waved it around, and then carefully sensed the concentration of Qi and blood around him as he walked.

Warriors are different from ordinary people because of their high energy and blood.

If the qi and blood of ordinary people are like a small light bulb, then when the qi and blood increase, the light bulb will become bigger.

The blood of this Chinese pastoral dog is between 150-180, although there is only a gap of 50 units of blood between the middle and ordinary people, but the gap of about 50 units is an infinite gap. Like the contrast between fireflies and electric lights.

The town is not big, and its radius is actually less than 2 kilometers. Zhang Yang sensed it all the way carefully, and soon sensed the presence of strong blood in front of him at the intersection of a street near the northeast.

It should be the front.

Zhang Yang regained his composure, the front Qi and blood sensor was about 170 units, which was not much different from the 150-180 units in intelligence.

Zhang Yang couldn't see the specific location of the Chinese Garden Dog because of the impact of his eyesight, but his strong sense of qi and blood allowed him to lock the direction long ago.

step!
Two steps!

It wasn't until the distance between the two had narrowed to less than 50 meters that the Chinese Pastoral Dog discovered Zhang Yang's approach.

"Wow!~~~"

The Chinese Pastoral Dog let out a loud bark through the thick white mist, and the next moment its body rushed towards Zhang Yang like a sharp arrow.

Zhang Yang's body suddenly became tense.

It was also his first time facing a fierce beast.

Regardless of Bai Ling's daily teaching or watching the students' training in the military academy, these are just summaries of experience.But now it is real combat!

Feeling the Chinese pastoral dog rushing towards him at a speed of more than 20 meters per second, Zhang Yang's right hand holding the alloy sword trembled a little, and beads of sweat unconsciously brushed from his forehead. nasty.

MD!

In just a few seconds, Zhang Yang even felt the taste of death.

Do you want to turn around and run, buddy?
Very scared!

But he only lasted this thought for a second, and then gave up.

If running away was useful, he would definitely dodge immediately, but the most important thing was that his feet seemed to have no strength at all, and he couldn't move.
In the blink of an eye, the Chinese Pastoral Dog had already rushed towards his throat.

At this time, Zhang Yang swung the alloy sword in a conditioned reaction, trying to stop the attack of the Chinese Pastoral Dog.

but
The next moment, Zhang Yang was dumbfounded!
The sword just now seemed to have cut some kind of hard object, and then flashed past after a brief touch, and then the Chinese pastoral dog that he thought would bring him fatal damage was taken advantage of before he even wailed. The sword was split in two from head to toe.

what happened?

what happened?

Isn't this a beast?

Standing on the empty street, Zhang Yang let the mountain wind gently blow his trousers, and he reacted with a slightly gloomy air.

Dude didn't work hard, you fell down?
(End of this chapter)