Ye Cheng, who stood leaning against the wall, suddenly felt a void in his body. Taking advantage of the gap in the confrontation, he immediately looked through the battle records, sweating on his forehead and taking a breath of cold air.
"You are attacked by a weak attack, all attributes are reduced by 10%, and the duration is 5 seconds;"
At this moment, Ye Cheng felt the horror of this black demon cave, tearing, immobilizing, breaking, and weakening. These major attribute attacks were shocking. It was simply a graveyard for players. No wonder no one came here to practice. Now he
I was also a little hesitant as to whether I should leave immediately before I could go deeper. After all, the risk factor of practicing martial arts and hunting treasures here is extremely high.
Five seconds was no less than five minutes in Ye Cheng's mind. It was not until five seconds passed that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, clenched the spear in his hand, and thought about how to deal with this dark wolf first.
The monk opened his eyes angrily and shouted "duh" in his mouth. His body immediately turned into a phantom and attacked Ye Cheng from the left. The black wolf also pounced on Ye Cheng ferociously, one on the left and the other on the right, surrounding Ye Cheng by the wall.
, wanting to corner him.
Ye Cheng naturally would not sit still and wait for death. The golden bell opened again. He knew in his heart that only by forcing the monk back could he have a chance to kill the black wolf and create a one-on-one situation. Otherwise, he would be at a huge disadvantage sooner or later.
I will be torn into pieces by this wild wolf.
The left hand pulled fiercely on the face, and the ghost face was immediately revealed. The true energy in the body suddenly surged crazily, and a majestic momentum came out. The blood-drinking spear spun crazily, like a dragon emerging from the sea, with a touch of red light.
Chatting to the monk, his body began to shake rapidly, making it difficult to predict where he would attack.
Although the monk's eyes were blood red and his expression was dull, he was not a walking corpse. The cassock he was half-covered suddenly flew out of the monk's body without any wind, and flew out directly in front of him, like a shield. If it was just that, it would be fine.
Well, what's even more strange is that the cassock rotates violently, in the opposite direction to the direction of Xueyin's spear.
"Zhizhi——"
The spears and cassocks struck each other, and there was a sound like drilling through iron. Ye Cheng faintly felt that the spear in his hand seemed to be out of control. He hurriedly put the spear away, endured the agitation of true energy, and stabbed the black demon wolf behind him with the tail of the spear.
, but it was one against two in an instant.
Naturally, the monk would not let him easily kill the Black Demonic Wolf. With a gentle hold of his hands, the spinning cassock quickly cut towards Ye Cheng's waist. The energy stirred up made Ye Cheng understand that if he was hit, he would definitely die.
He was going to be cut into two pieces, and he regretted that his golden bell could never reach its peak, otherwise he could withstand the blow and free up his hands to kill this beast.
Just when the cassock was about to cut into his waist, Ye Cheng's heart moved, and he bent back sharply, using a move from the iron bridge, avoiding the cassock by a hair's breadth.
The Black Demon Wolf also reacted very quickly. He put his forelimbs on the cassock and used the force to jump out.
Ye Cheng was bending over. As soon as the cassock flew by, he saw that the Black Demonic Wolf was above him, with his chest and abdomen completely exposed in front of his eyes. With his right hand, he loosened his blood and drank the spear, and stabbed the Black Demonic Wolf with both palms vigorously.
, a strong energy overflowed.
"Ouch——"
The Black Demonic Wolf let out a wail, and was struck by Ye Cheng's energy in its chest and abdomen, directly breaking its thick fur. He inserted his palms into his belly and tore it apart with all his strength. With a "swish" sound, it was torn into two pieces.
There were chunks of blood, and blood burst out like water.
Ye Cheng, who had torn apart the Black Demon Wolf, was not at all proud. On the contrary, he was even more nervous. He immediately closed his arms to protect his chest, activated his vital energy desperately, and used the golden bell to its maximum strength. The monk had already flown in the air above him.
, a punch to the head.
Ye Cheng seemed to feel the pressure on his body. He was facing up in the air and seemed to be pressed down by a huge boulder. The energy in his body was not flowing smoothly, and even breathing was a little difficult. Facing the monk's
A full blow, as long as he can sustain it, will form a one-on-one battle. Perhaps for him, this is the most advantageous.
There was a silent collision, and Ye Cheng was like Sun Wukong, being pressed under a big mountain. His back hit the ground with a "bang", and all the neat rectangular stone bars were shattered.
Relying on the force of the counter-shock, the monk flew up into the air again, clasped his palms together, muttered a word in his mouth, pressed down with his palms, and struck again with a more powerful blow.
Ye Cheng was lying on the broken stone slab, looking at the overwhelming palm shadows. His mouth had long been filled with blood, and his arms were so numb that he had no feeling. In terms of internal strength alone, he was still inferior to the monk.
Now is not the time for him to lament and be in a daze. If he does it again with the power just now, he will most likely lose his life here.
Holding back the pain in his chest, he exerted force on his waist, twisted his body and rolled away.
Before the monk's palms hit the ground, the broken stones were violently shot out in all directions as if they were being ejected.
"Dangdang——"
Several of the stones hit Ye Cheng directly. Without the protection of the golden bell, he was easily hit by the stones on the armor, leaving small dents. If the armor's protective power was not strong enough, I am afraid that he would have been injured.
A few more blood holes need to be made.
Being hit by this collision, Ye Cheng rolled out a few more meters again, but took the opportunity to avoid the monk's attack range, which bought him a ray of precious time. The true energy in his body began to circulate quickly, and he kept repairing the injuries.
The average person's healing rate is several times faster.
Ye Cheng spread his limbs, as if all his flaws were exposed. This move was exactly what Arahant used. He immediately felt that his body was much more relaxed, and the true energy that had invaded his body quickly dissipated.
Ye Cheng, who had regained some strength, sneered, his eyes flashed coldly, and he thought it was my turn to fight back.
The five fingers kept changing, killing him with the Arahant Kungfu. While repairing the injuries in the body, the sharp energy was like sharp knives, clawing at the monk's chest with bone-piercing energy.
A large net of invisible strength covered the monk, as if it was going to cut him into pieces.
The monk used the cassock that he had withdrawn again, spinning it in front of him, forming an extremely condensed column, like a long stick, forcibly breaking through Ye Cheng's air net, and the cassock was twisted into a cloth stick.
Directly hitting his five fingers, his energy flew wildly, echoing continuously in the cave.
Ye Cheng was messed up by the monk's strange move. Fortunately, his body had recovered a little, and he occupied the main attacking position, so he didn't suffer any loss. He kept flicking, tapping, stabbing, and sealing with his five fingers to remove him from Jiulama.
I practiced the fingering techniques I learned in Faxiang one by one. Under the collision of strength and energy, I clearly felt that my own energy had the upper hand. It was not relying on penetrating power and cyclones, but a kind of natural conflict.
Originally, the monk's strength was two points higher, but due to his natural restraint, the two of them were almost on the same starting line. However, Ye Cheng became more and more courageous as he fought, and the injuries in his body gradually improved.
On the other hand, the monk's movements were getting slower and slower, relying on the kung fu of his cassock to support him. Even the body-protecting Qi that he had brought with him was somewhat sluggish. The corners of Ye Cheng's mouth raised slightly, knowing that victory was right in front of him.
Killing this person can only take a few dozen moves.
Suddenly, the monk threw his cassock, his body paused, and he pressed down on his Dantian with both palms. His blood-red eyes became even redder. Ye Cheng was shocked and hurriedly blocked the cassock, knowing that the monk must have a trick to unleash.
He quickly gathered his luck and stepped forward with his feet, hoping to take advantage of this gap to kill directly.
"roar--"
The monk's mouth suddenly opened, followed by an extremely strong howl. Even the gravel on the ground jumped. The overwhelming sound rushed into Ye Cheng's ears, and the opened golden bell disappeared instantly.
Invisibly, the sound echoed continuously, and even Feng Chen Wushuang and others on the first floor faintly heard a hint of movement, guessing that Ye Cheng must have provoked something powerful again.
At this moment, Ye Cheng's eyes were filled with stars, darkness fell in front of him, and his brain seemed to explode. His body seemed to have lost its balance and was shaking constantly. Blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose, and he was coughing continuously.
.
After the monk roared, his expression suddenly became much sluggish, his face was extremely pale, and his figure immediately moved, flying in the air, with the fingers of his hands curled into claws, and finally a crazy smile appeared on his face, as if he had already seen the opponent's head being scratched.
scene.
Ye Cheng, who was bleeding from the mouth and nose, did not notice the coming crisis at all. He kept coughing up blood, and when he was about to be shot in the head by the iron claw, Bing Po, who had not reacted for a long time, once again triggered a cold current, flowing along the meridians.
It directly filled his mind, and the coldness of this moment was no less than a bright light in the darkness for Ye Cheng, and he immediately regained his intuition.
Before his eyesight could recover, he felt a hint of cold murderous intent. With his astonishing reaction speed, he quickly opened the golden bell, straightened his back, swung his fists, and blasted out with a very simple ear-piercing move.
"Peng——"
Ye Cheng flew backwards again and hit the uneven stone wall. A large mouthful of blood spurted out. He reached out and touched his chest, but there was a sharp pain. It was obvious that a piece of flesh was missing.
After a long time, he stood up with his body swaying, and his eyes finally recovered his vision. Looking at the monk who had fallen to the ground motionless, he realized that this guy was finally dead. He looked down at his chest, and sure enough, a piece of flesh was missing. He hurriedly took out the golden sore medicine.
It took a whole bottle to stop the bleeding.
The panic in his heart has not calmed down. At that moment, it was like the end of the world. The fear and helplessness he had never felt before left Ye Cheng unable to recover for a moment. Thinking about it at this time, the roar just now was probably the legendary one.
The roar of a lion was like a sonic bomb. Looking through the battle records, he immediately realized how terrifying this thing was.
"You are attacked by the lion's roar, blinded, and stunned for 5 seconds!"
"Player Watcher, kill the demonized Vajra Warrior!"
Looking at the attached attributes, Ye Cheng finally understood the power of the superior martial arts of the sect. When he entered the inner sect, he only had the penetrating attribute. However, the monsters along the way had all kinds of attributes, and every one of them was unique.
It's the best. Players want to come here to hang out. If there aren't more than a dozen people, I'm afraid there won't be any scum left.
He stepped forward to collect the items dropped by the Demonized Vajra Warrior. His eyes lit up. He was beaten to death and alive. The palm technique that the Demonized Vajra Warrior used just now was the "Powerful Vajra Palm". Sure enough,
It is worthy of the title of King Kong. It is the most powerful palm technique he has ever seen so far. Although it is a high-level martial arts book, it is not more advanced than ordinary martial arts.
Magic Clothes (Exquisite): Hardness: 290 bones + 6 arm strength + 5 palm power + 5%. After continuing to recover his energy for a while, Ye Cheng walked into the cave and walked slowly along the stone wall.
Be careful around and be prepared if you encounter something like this again.
