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Chapter 39 The realm of psychic

Chapter 39 The Realm of Psychics

A group of Yashas holding torches also obviously discovered Fang Han and Fang Qingxue. They all let out sharp whistles, threw the torches on their hands, held steel forks, and jumped a few times, like giant grasshoppers, rushing in quickly.

It was like seeing the most delicious food.

These Yaksha's jumping ability is extremely amazing. With one jump, they can be as high as three or four people. They can jump over an ordinary house thirty or forty steps away.

Although he is not able to glide in the sky like the Flying Yaksha, he still shows demonic abilities.

The average master of the realm of bravery has never jumped so high or so far.

"Ten, eleven, twelve... there are twelve, twelve yakshas. Twelve brave masters. Fortunately, their martial arts are not as good as the brave masters.

There are many loopholes to look for.”

Fang Han stood upright, raised his magic sword, and galloped forward. Instead of retreating, he advanced towards Yaksha!

One characteristic of underground demons is that they are all extremely powerful, but their martial arts are relatively crude and not as refined as humans have refined them over time. This creates opportunities for masters to find flaws and kill the demons.

"Hahahaha, I actually met two humans. There is also a woman. She must want to come underground to hunt monsters and make a fortune. Let's eat the man and capture the woman and bring it back to the commander-in-chief!"

Yasha jumped up quickly and uttered unclear words.

Underground demons are extremely intelligent, especially demons like Yaksha. Their intelligence is only a little bit inferior to humans, while flying Yaksha is really no different from humans.

Now these yakshas can make sounds, light torches, and use steel fork weapons, which fully shows that they have broken away from the word beast and fully possess all the characteristics of the word "human".

Their language and writing were passed down from ancient times by humans.

This kind of existence is the most difficult to deal with. What you fear is not having power, but having wisdom.

A Yaksha jumped first, like a tiger, stabbing Fang Han with a steel fork in his hand. The cold light flashed, and his power was so strong that he could pierce a cow and skewer it for barbecue.

when!

Fang Han kicked the "Kuixing Kick Fight" hard on the steel fork, and immediately kicked the steel fork sideways. At the same time, with the help of his strength, his sword was as strong as the wind and like autumn rain, flickering out a series of afterimages and submerging them.

In the eyes of this Yaksha.

A sword dazzles the eye!

The tip of the sword penetrates the brain.

The yaksha roared loudly, heart-breakingly, jumped backwards, and fell into the underground river with a thud. Countless bloody water emerged, and then its body was washed away by the turbulent water and disappeared.

Killing the enemy with one move, Fang Han never stopped, his body flashed again, he dodged a few steps and stepped out.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several steel forks were inserted into the place where he had just stayed. If he was even half a beat too slow to dodge, he would be skewered into a barbecue. The huge power of the steel forks was enough to pierce his cassock.

"kill him!"

"Well! Where did that woman go?"

"I was behind him just now, why did he disappear?"

"Ignore the woman, kill the man first!"

The yakshas roared loudly, stabbed through the air with steel forks, and struck hard, trying to kill Fang Han. However, Fang Qingxue, who was walking behind Fang Han, disappeared, and no one knew where she had gone.

Fang Han couldn't care much at this time, because there were eleven Yakshas surrounding him. The eleven Yakshas were much more ferocious than the eleven blood wolves, and the skins of these Yakshas had a thick layer of

With their scales, the magic sword encountered great obstacles and could easily get stuck when slashing them. To kill them, you must stab them in the eyes.

If Fang Han could use the flying sword at this time and then use the "Blood Cotton Magic Clothes", it would be easy to deal with these yakshas, ​​but Fang Qingxue was clearly watching him practice, so how could she reveal her flaws?

I'm afraid that if I don't die in the hands of Yaksha, I will die in the hands of Fang Qingxue.

"Fei Ling Nine Transformations!"

Fang Han dodged again, causing several assassinating steel forks to miss. Then he used the move in "Flying Spirit Soft Bone Body" and suddenly stabbed a Yaksha in the eye with his sword.

"People are looking for death!"

The yaksha's scarlet tongue licked out, he threw away the steel fork, and his palm grabbed Fang Han's sword light. He actually used the scales on his body to grab the magic sword.

If the magic sword is captured, Fang Han will immediately be in extreme danger. Without weapons in his hands, it is simply impossible to kill these invulnerable yakshas.

"Carp through the waves!"

Fang Han's mind flashed. In a hurry, his body's bones softened and he sank down. He passed through the Yaksha's body and struck the Yaksha's ear with his sword.

when!

Sparks flew everywhere, half of this Yaksha's ears were cut off, and a large piece of the scales on its head fell off. It was dripping with blood and screamed pitifully. It was like a night owl crying in mourning, quack, quack, quack.

"Such hard scales! My demon-slaying sword, which is made of gold and broken jade, can only sweep away the scales. How can ordinary iron be able to withstand it?" Fang Han's body fell to the ground, rolled again, and rolled out.

All of a sudden, eleven yakshas surrounded Fang Han, stabbing him with the steel forks in their hands, but Fang Han relied on his body skills to jump up and down, sometimes getting out of the encirclement, running wildly, waiting for the yakshas to catch up.

, wield the sword and fight again.

Pu Chi, Pu Chi, Pu Chi!

He cut off the steel forks one after another. After more than ten rounds, all the steel forks in the hands of the eleven Yakshas were bare.

The scales on Yaksha's body are extremely hard, but the steel fork is made of ordinary iron. How can it compare with the Yuhua Sect's demon-slaying sword?

"good!"

After cutting off all the weapons in Yaksha's hand, Fang Han immediately felt that the pressure was relieved a lot. With all his strength, he stabbed out with several swords. For a moment, the stars were dotted, and every Yaksha felt the sharpness.

The tip of the sword was pointed directly at his eyes.

The yakshas roared and retreated.

Fang Han mobilized his strength again and concentrated on it. In a daze, he felt that the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to turn into balls of flames. The strong flames burned and rushed upward to his brain. Suddenly, the heaven of his brain was illuminated by the flames of essence and blood.

The light became bright again, and the spirit became clearer than ever before.

At this moment, Fang Han seemed to see that the top of his head was transparent, like crystal.

"This Yaksha has an explosive strength of about 1,350 kilograms, and runs at a speed of forty-three steps in the blink of an eye! It weighs about 350 kilograms!" Suddenly, Fang Han's mind became clear.

He seems to know the weight of a Yaksha, the speed of running and jumping, and the strength of the attack. When he sees a Yaksha, he can accurately estimate the various vitality of the Yaksha in his mind!

Even when the yaksha moved, Fang Han could feel which direction it would jump before it even took off.

The whole spirit suddenly rose to a new level.

Stepping into the ninth level of the physical body and the realm of psychic communication!


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