Chapter 102 The Little Three Is Locking the Universe
"not good!"
Ye Feng secretly screamed that it was going to be bad, but it was already too late.
The black mist is extremely poisonous and corrosive. As soon as it reaches the body, the protective energy disappears, and the clothes all over the body are corroded and reduced to nothing.
The void bag was made of a special material, but it was intact and fell to the ground with a snap.
What surprised Ye Feng the most was that the long sword in his hand was corroded so much that it made a sizzling sound. After a few breaths, only the hilt was left in his hand.
Fortunately, I don't know whether it was because the poison was not harmful to the human body, or because Ye Feng had a special constitution, so there was no problem with his body.
But just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden wave of dizziness struck him, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
What's even more frightening is that the movement of Qi has become stagnant, and it feels like everything is running ten times slower than usual, like a slow-down camera.
Just when Ye Feng was panicking and confused, he slapped his palm on the back of his heart.
He captured it clearly, but his body refused to obey him. Even if he used all his strength, his speed was as slow as an ant crawling. It was impossible to avoid it, and it was even more impossible to raise his hand to palm.
"Boom!"
That palm hit Ye Feng firmly, a strong force hit him, and he flew out in an instant.
Fortunately, even at the last moment, Ye Feng did not give up dodging. Although the speed was too slow, he finally avoided the vital point in the back, and the palm only hit the shoulder.
But even this palm sent him flying more than ten feet, and he fell heavily to the ground like a broken sack.
Although no vital points were hit, the monk's power was never pure strength. A spiral force sneaked into the body and quickly destroyed the meridians.
The operation of the skills became extremely slow. Ye Feng was unable to mobilize his true energy to resist the spiral force, and could only rely on his physical body to resist.
"puff!"
After all, he was only in the late stage of Qi Condensation, and his body strength was limited. Under the force, his throat sweetened, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood mist. It was obvious that he had been severely injured.
"It's over!"
The powerful enemy looked around. He was already in a weak position, but now he suffered heavy losses. Coupled with the magical black mist, Ye Feng could only lament. It seemed that he was overconfident.
"wrong!"
Just when Ye Feng was about to give up resistance and accept his fate, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Normally, he had already suffered heavy losses. How could Tang Hou let such an opportunity pass by, but they didn't take the opportunity to cover up the attack? This was abnormal.
"Huh!"
Ye Feng soon discovered that it wasn't that they didn't take the opportunity to kill him, but that they also acted extremely slowly.
It was a bit strange to be knocked back more than ten feet away, but to resist a palm like this, with their strength, it was strange that such a blow could not fly dozens of feet away.
And even if it misses the vital point and lacks the body-protecting Qi, it is definitely possible for it to turn into a puddle of mud, not to mention powder, under a blow from a peak-level Qi Condensing monk. It is impossible to just be severely injured like now.
This shows that the black mist affects not only Ye Feng, but they themselves are also affected, so their speed becomes slower and their attack power is reduced.
"Haha, God help me."
Ye Feng laughed loudly, touched the injury, and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Since everyone has been affected by this strange black mist, we are now more than ten feet apart. At this slow-motion speed, if we want to catch up and deliver a fatal blow, I am afraid it will not be possible in a short time.
This is obviously an opportunity. What he needs most is time, and the distance just gives him time.
Once the suppression of the decree is restored, the cultivation level of these people will drop instantly. Although he has suffered heavy losses now, he will definitely be able to deal with monks at the level of Qi training.
It seemed that the slap just now was really not in vain, otherwise once surrounded by three people, there would be no way to survive.
At such a slow speed, all moves and spells are in vain. The competition is pure strength. How can one of his hands stand up to six fists? All he can do is get beaten.
In fact, Ye Feng still doesn't know who slapped him in the face. All he saw was a shadow in the pitch black. He was unfamiliar with it, so how could he know who it was.
It's funny to say that now Ye Feng doesn't hate that person at all, but is grateful from the bottom of his heart. Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate to say thank you directly.
That palm was naturally not struck by Tang Hou. He was a human spirit and good at calculations. How could he make such a low-level mistake?
In fact, ten thousand grass mud horses have already passed through his heart. If they were not all of the same race, they would definitely greet his eighteen generations of ancestors.
This poisonous array is called the Xiao Sancai Locking Universe Array, and the seven materials are not simple. All of them can change the flow of time, making time pass extremely slowly, exactly the same as modern slow motion.
As long as you are in it, everything is disconnected from reality and everything slows down.
In such an environment, the three of them have the advantage over one person. All they have to do is surround them and kick them as a ball.
It was a great situation, but that fool took action first and knocked it away with one palm, destroying the Great Wall.
It's just that it's useless to blame him now, and it's impossible to catch up with Ye Feng again.
He has no intention of killing people now, because he knows too well that once the law is restored, he will be meat on the chopping board.
What he was thinking about now was how to escape. Even if he could escape, there would be no way to survive. But the ants were still alive, so how could he wait to die? As long as he lived, he would have a chance.
The biggest shortcoming of Xiaosancai's Universe Locking Array is that once it is used, it can only wait for the end, and no one can force it to stop, because those materials are disposable and will collapse on their own only when the energy is used up.
Fortunately, it doesn't last long, usually it can only last for a quarter of an hour. Normally, this would be fine, just wait for the formation to collapse, but now it doesn't work.
Just kidding, judging from the time, when the formation collapses, I am afraid that the suppression of the law will also be restored. If that happens, it will be no different from waiting to die.
In his opinion, Ye Feng's cultivation level should be comparable to his. Under normal circumstances, he is not afraid at all, but once the decree is suppressed, his cultivation level will instantly drop to the Qi training stage.
He is of the Ye family's bloodline and is not suppressed by the law, and his cultivation can be maintained at the Qi Condensation realm.
A peak Qi-condensing monk kills a dozen or so of their Qi-training monks, just for fun, there won't be any suspense, this is crushing in terms of cultivation.
Tang Hou is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He seems to be trying hard to rush towards Ye Feng, but his actual purpose is to escape from here. As long as he leaves the formation, he will not stop for a breath and will run for his life.
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As time passed, a strange scene appeared in the formation. Ye Feng wanted to stay away from them as much as possible at first, but he soon realized something was wrong.
The target of the three phantoms was not him at all, but moved slowly towards the edge of the formation.
"Haha! Are you trying to run away?"
Ye Feng stopped when he noticed the abnormality, and after thinking about it for a while, he understood.
These guys already knew that something couldn't be done, so they decided to run away as a strategy, hoping to escape before the formation dissipated.