The Gu worms were crushed by the fist wind, and all of them exploded like exploding beans, and the corpses of the Gu worms were scattered all over the ground.
When the fist wind swept past like a tsunami, most of those Gu insects were dead, and the corpses of Gu insects were everywhere. Even Tumar and others who were standing far away were swept back by the fist wind, just like rushing.
It's like a wall of air coming over.
They all felt it so strongly that the Gu insects in the middle of the boxing style could be imagined.
After this boxing move was performed, there were only 1,800 Gu insects left on the scene. Although they were still rushing upwards regardless of their own safety, they did not have the same momentum as before.
boom!
Ye Wuhan punched out again, still a seventh-level punch, which immediately swept away the remaining Gu insects and crushed them all.
This is exactly the boxing skill he rarely uses, the Seven Fists of the Waves.
Seven punches are combined into one punch. In other words, the last punch condenses the power of the previous six punches and then blasts them out together. It is so powerful and strong that it can be imagined that these Gu insects are not made of iron and stone. How can they withstand it?
"This..." Ah San was dumbfounded when he saw this. He never dreamed that the Chinese boxing skills were so powerful.
He had just laughed at other people's fists, but he never imagined that his Ten Thousand Gu Qi Movement would be broken by other people's fists.
It was so powerful. He knew very well that if the punch just hit him, he would be beaten into nothingness.
Ye Wuhan took this opportunity and quickly swallowed a Qi Restoration Pill to restore his consumption.
The seven punches of Dielang consume too much real energy. With his current strength, the real energy of the two punches has basically bottomed out. Fortunately, he has Qi Restoration Pill, which can restore his cultivation within a few breaths, otherwise it will be really troublesome.
The mountain wind was howling, the place was full of corpses of Gu insects and the smell of blood, the scene was disgusting and disgusting.
"Ah San, is this what you call the Mother Gu of All Things? I think it's nothing more than that!"
Seeing Ye Wuhan running towards him again, Tumar was frightened and hurriedly shouted to the obscene old monk who still put his hand into the saint's clothes: "Master, this guy is powerful, please help me quickly."
Destroy this thief."
As he spoke, he hurriedly summoned the mother Gu back into the air and swallowed it back into his belly. The mother Gu was fed by himself with his essence and blood, and it was compatible with and connected to his mind and blood. Once it was destroyed, his
The spiritual consciousness will be counterattacked, and oneself will inevitably suffer heavy losses.
So after reacting, he hurriedly tried to swallow the mother Gu back.
The giant female Gu with the size of her thumb flapped its wings in the air and was about to return, but before it could go back, Ye Wuhan had already slashed the mother Gu into pieces with several consecutive blows.
The mother Gu's body is comparable to iron and stone. Ordinary weapons really can't do anything to it. Maybe it can really run back. Unfortunately, it encountered Ye Wuhan today. How could it be possible to cut it with a flying sword that can cut gold and jade?
"Ah, poof!"
As soon as the mother Gu died, Tumar screamed, opened his mouth and spurted three large mouthfuls of blood. His face was as pale as paper, and his body was swaying, almost falling down.
The old monk had been drooping his eyelids. Even when Ye Wuhan used the seven punches of Dielang with great force, he did not open his eyes. But at this moment, the old monk's eyes suddenly opened, and his hands followed suit.
He took it out of the saint's clothes, and then the monk flicked a pill accurately into Tumar's mouth.
Tumar stabilized his body after taking this pill.
The old monk's eyes flashed with gray light at this moment. He suddenly raised his hand and put the flute in his mouth, and played the jade flute. He only heard dense rustling sounds coming from the surrounding jungle. It was not long, and it was enough.
Hundreds of venomous snakes emerged from nowhere.
They stuck out their long tongues, swiping through the grass, some climbed over the branches, and swam over in dense numbers in the cold night.
These venomous snakes are as small as a finger and as big as the mouth of a bowl. They crawl together like thousands of snakes approaching, and they look extremely scary.
"No wonder you are so calm, you are just playing with snakes?"
Seeing this situation, Ye Wuhan smiled. These snakes looked scary and frightening. They were fine for ordinary people, but not enough for him.
brush!
Ye Wuhan directly sacrificed the flying sword, and suddenly the sword flashed brightly, and the poisonous snakes flew down without touching them. He cut these snakes in half with just the sword energy.
At least a few snakes were killed as they walked. The flying sword swam among the venomous snakes like a spiritual snake. Needless to say, there were snakes wherever it passed. Hundreds of trees were flattened, and all grass was cut off. In just a few minutes,
As time passed, the corpses of thousands of venomous snakes were scattered all over the place, all cut into pieces.
This thing is different from Gu insects. Gu insects are small, but snakes are so big. It is not easy for flying swords to deal with them. Flying swords shuttle back and forth, constantly releasing sword energy. How many snakes are enough to kill?
Not long after, the place was filled with broken snake corpses and stinky smells. Seeing that the situation was not going well, some venomous snakes tried to escape, but they were overtaken by flying swords and killed on the spot.
"Amitabha, this and this..."
For a moment, the old monk's eyes turned green. "Shoot!" The flying sword hovered from the grass, drew an arc in the air, and brought a bright sword light to the old monk to kill him.
Before the sword arrives, the sword energy is already about to cut through the skin and cut off the person's soul.
Seeing this situation, the old monk was frightened. He no longer cared about harming the saint, and hurriedly shouted to the girl: "Vidya, quickly use the soul lamp to kill this child!"
As he spoke, the old monk threw the jade flute in his hand towards the oncoming sword light.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work at all, the flying sword is too fast.
Crack!
Just like chopping melons and vegetables, the flying sword directly cut off the jade flute made of fine steel. The sword energy passed through the air and cut off half of the old monk's head on the spot.
The so-called master of golden translation was also buried here.
Seeing that the old monk next to her was dead, Saint Vidya also looked horrified. She quickly threw aside the old monk's body that was leaning on her, and then a pair of small hands made strange handprints.
The octagonal palace lantern floated above her head, then suddenly lit up, casting down immeasurable light to protect the girl. As for the old monk next to her, she didn't even look at it. Then she kept reciting incantations silently, and in the blink of an eye, the octagonal palace lantern
The palace lanterns shine brightly.
"O guarding spirit, true soul wandering between heaven and earth, please listen to my call, come to the world, and destroy the opponents in front of you for your loyal slaves!"
Vidiya muttered words. At this moment, Saint Vidiya completely put away her indulgent attitude just now and became extremely holy. The soul lamp shed immeasurable light, and under the illumination of the soul lamp, she looked even more solemn and solemn.
Suddenly, the girl uttered a soft cry, and a dark wind swept across the ground. A whirlwind blew up on the ground. In the void, there were ghosts of dragon souls entwined, phoenixes croaking, three-legged roosters, four-eyed roosters, and even two-faced roosters.
The weirdo loomed in the air at her call.
And in the dark wind on the ground, countless demons seemed to be summoned from different dimensions. For a moment, the demonic energy and the sorrowful energy surged into the sky, sweeping towards Ye Wuhan with supreme pressure.
Feeling the cold wind and looking at the phantoms flashing above, Ye Wuhan felt dizzy. He never expected that this Saint Vidia could actually summon these things that had disappeared.
