Chapter 68: Two minds (please vote for me at the end of the month)
Author: Waste Paper Bridge
Chapter 68: Two minds (please vote for me at the end of the month)
"What kind of villain is causing trouble here!" shouted a great monk holding a Zen staff and wearing cassocks.
Everyone in the entire venue also became nervous.
It's just that there are a lot of people here and the atmosphere is mixed. Even if someone has learned the skill of hearing and seeing, they still can't detect what's going on.
Yue Buqun, on the other hand, spread out the inner energy of Zixia, forming a small patch of purple energy, and noticed a clue.
"Underground!" Yue Buqun said, and then a sword was unsheathed and shot toward the ground in the center of the venue.
Many people present reacted and changed their expressions.
"Smelly bitch, it's all your fault! You must have been discovered!"
"Shut up, you idiot. That person is Yue Buqun, the one who killed Baldy. You will stop him for me later, and I will deal with the others."
As he spoke, the ground began to shake violently, and a monster like a gray python emerged from the ground, standing upright.
The sword that Yue Buqun shot out first was caught by its open scales and could not be retrieved for the time being.
"Hey! Lighten my head!" A sound came from one end of the monster.
The high-upturned end looks like a snake and a human, with a snake-like face and a slender tongue sticking out: "People! There are so many people, they are all delicious!"
"I'm going to eat!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a large amount of acidic water spurted out from her mouth, corroding even the rocks wherever it passed.
The ancient trees that have been growing for hundreds of years are also unlucky when they encounter this acidic water. They are corroded and have big holes. They are afraid that they will never survive again.
"A bold evildoer dares to act recklessly in the pure land of Buddhism!" The great monk holding a Zen staff used all his strength to throw the Zen staff at the evil spirit like a large Skanda pestle.
The Great Skanda Pestle originally evolved from a battlefield hammering technique. It was brought to Shaolin by a general who became a monk in the past. After years of evolution, it still retains many of its ups and downs.
The Zen staff weighing more than sixty kilograms is smashed down hard like this. If it falls on a mortal, keep it so that the other person can see the Buddha in the next second.
But when it fell on this weird evil, it didn't create a ripple on the opponent's nail membrane.
The next moment, the evil creature with a snake-like head and a human head swung its huge body and blasted the air with a sonic boom.
Bang!
The great monk had poor physical skills and was unable to dodge. In an instant, it exploded in the air and shattered into pulp.
People in the crowd who had never seen such a scene and were not strong enough to bear it all screamed in surprise.
Then he grabbed the string of Buddhist beads from his neck and used the supreme magic technique of fixing beads to subdue demons to release these beads. Apparently he also knew that in order to break the armor membrane, he had to injure the face.
But it was obvious that Fang Zheng overestimated his own abilities.
One hundred and eight prayer beads were thrown at the weird body, but they still failed to break through the armor. Instead, they made the monster even more rampant.
The thick corrosive acidic water was already shrouded like raindrops, falling towards the entire area.
Those with advanced skills have already torn open the tents, tied a large number of cloth strips with wooden sticks or weapons, and waved wildly with long swings to sweep away the acid water with strong winds.
As a result, thicker acid water balls began to splash randomly.
People who don't have enough skill and bad luck are simply unlucky.
If accidentally hit, half of the body will be exposed.
"We can't let it run wild. Let's all take action together and kill this monster." Someone shouted in the crowd.
Then all kinds of weapons came out of his hands almost at the same time.
Hundreds of weapons, packed with not too weak internal strength, flew towards the evil spirit.
If there are enough areas of attack, it may also pose a threat to the defense of its nail membrane.
At this moment, the monster raised its tail, and it had another 'snake face'. However, this rather anthropomorphic snake face could clearly be seen as a male.
This snake-like snake has no tail, but has heads at the front and back.
Facing a large number of weapons thrown at him, the cocked male snake face opened his mouth wide, and then spit out a huge sound wave.
"der~!"
The sound waves spread in circles, and the large number of weapons flying towards him were all blocked by the sound waves.
Yue Buqun, who was among the crowd, raised a big stone with his hand and hit the monster's open mouth.
The big stone tore through the obstruction of the sound wave and forced it into the monster's mouth, holding back all the syllables it had not finished shouting.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
"Ouch! Ahem! It's too big! Too many!"
"Smelly bitch, why don't you let me guard you?" The male snake face made an opening from the bottom of the snake's head, spurting blood while pulsing the blood vessels and fascia inside.
"Stupid thing, I asked you to keep it!"
"Forget it! You get down, I'll do it!" The upper and lower positions were reversed, and a female snake face emerged. However, before it could spit out a large amount of acid water, Yue Buqun's swords had already arrived in groups.
Sword after sword was thrust into its throat, making it difficult for it to open its mouth.
The others were not really watching the show. Seeing that Yue Buqun had restrained the monster, they all rushed forward and smashed the weapons in their hands.
If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant.
What's more, to these evil spirits, those who are successful in martial arts may not all be ants.
The snake-shaped Weixie simply lay down on the ground, fired from both ends, then twisted its body and swarmed towards a crowded place.
"Where is the Shaolin stick monk?" Fang Zheng shouted.
Eighteen monks covered in copper, holding special metal long sticks, flew out first.
Then the long stick came out of his hand and crossed like a net to pass through.
Attacking from the front and back, the giant python-like Weixie was temporarily pinned to the ground.
"I, dig! dig! dig! dig! dig!" The male smuggler quickly gnawed the ground with his head, dug out a big hole, and was about to get in.
More Shaolin stick monks arrived. The sticks in their hands were made of centuries-old rattan and polished through multiple processes. They were already as hard as steel.
A large number of rattan sticks were swung down at the same rhythm with a large amount of force close to each other, hitting the snake-shaped evil body hard.
The nail membrane on Guixie's body began to ripple in circles.
As the frequency of ripples increases, cracks begin to appear on the nail membrane.
This is the effect of resonance.
The power of a single stick monk is indeed limited.
But a large number of stick monks wave the sticks in their hands according to the stick-handling skills and rhythm of the Arhat Formation. The huge power resonates in the resonance, and they can tear this weird and hard armor film into pieces.
Snapped!
As the nail membrane breaks down.
Holding a Daguan Dao, a tall and sturdy old monk jumped out from the pile of monks, then aimed at the female snake's head and executed a heavy jump chop.
Whoosh!
The Daguan knife penetrates five inches into the bone and it is difficult to continue.
The monk holding two heavy copper maces followed and smashed them hard along the back of the sword.
All martial arts are definitely born for killing.
The battlefield is where the greatest killing occurs.
Therefore, most martial arts originated on the battlefield and were later improved based on various needs.
Shaolin martial arts has Buddhist references, but many of them were originally born out of battlefield killing techniques. Nowadays, many of them are returning to their roots in dealing with evil spirits.
A snake head was chopped off.
The crowd cheered excitedly.
However, the cheers did not last long, as the severed head turned into black smoke and dispersed.
But where the evil neck was broken and bleeding, a new head grew intact.