Chapter 1048 Brother, you are the son of destiny, you are awesome!
The ten statues are made of unknown metal, and their faces are all blurred.
Ye Feng stared at the ten statues with a strange look on his face, "Damn it, why do I feel so awkward!"
These ten statues seemed to be performing a set of punches, but they couldn't connect. Ye Feng wanted to practice according to the postures of the statues, but as soon as he made the second move, his whole body tingled, as if he was about to split.
This feeling shocked Ye Feng. With his current physical strength, it was comparable to a magical weapon. With just two movements, he felt like it was falling apart?
Ye Feng rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed.
"Instructor, will the system recycle these ten statues?"
"Recycle!"
"Perfect!"
Ye Feng grinned, and without asking how many zombie points the recovery was worth, he strode to a statue and placed one hand on its thigh.
"wrong!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng's expression changed drastically, and a dazzling light appeared in his eyes, "This is alive!"
Before touching the statue, Ye Feng could not feel the blood energy contained in it, but the moment his hand touched the statue, a terrifying blood energy surged out, almost shaking his palm away.
Ye Feng squinted his eyes, and there was light flowing in them, and he circled around the huge statue.
After a while, Ye Feng suddenly slapped the target with his palm.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly, the motionless statue and its raised right fist suddenly fell down.
Each punch and palm suddenly expanded.
Ye Feng took half a step back, and the statue rolled away like a kicked ball, making a deafening collision sound.
"It's really alive!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he stepped forward again.
However, the moment Ye Feng rushed towards him, the statue jumped up suddenly.
In Ye Feng's stunned eyes, the statue pointed one fist at the sky and the other at the ground, and immediately assumed various postures, but they all clenched their fists.
"What the hell, Wushuang?"
Seeing the movements of the statue, Ye Feng was stunned.
This is clearly the starting move of witchcraft practiced by Zhao Wushuang.
Listening to Ye Feng's surprised voice, the statue nodded quickly, clenched its fists, and ran in front of Ye Feng with a rumble, spreading its arms.
"stop!"
Seeing that the statue was about to embrace him, Ye Feng jumped away quickly, "I asked, how could you become a statue?"
The statue beat its chest desperately, making an extremely sad expression.
"How can I help you?" Ye Feng asked.
Facing Ye Feng's worried gaze, Zhao Wushuang, who was holding the statue, quickly ran towards the distance with his fist on a stone brick.
With a trace of doubt, Ye Feng stretched out his hand to pry open the stone bricks.
"This is?"
There is a hidden compartment behind the stone bricks, in which sits a small figure, who looks like Zhao Wushuang, very vivid.
"What's going on?"
Ye Feng looked at the little man sitting cross-legged, then turned to look at the statue.
The statue banged its head hard.
"What?"
Ye Feng looked confused and couldn't understand what the statue was trying to express.
"Woof woof woof!"
At this moment, Xiao Huang suddenly shouted.
"Are you saying that the little man in the dark room is his true self? These ten statues are the body implanted by his will?"
Ye Feng looked at Xiao Huang in surprise, not expecting it to be able to understand the expression of the statue.
Seeing that Xiao Huang understood what he meant, the statue squatted down with its huge body and excitedly wanted to kiss Xiao Huang. It was so frightened that it jumped into Ye Feng's arms.
"Then how can I help you return your will to your true body? Also, how come your true body has become so small?"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
The statue beat its chest desperately again.
Ye Feng couldn't help but look at Xiao Huang.
“Woof woof woof!!!”
"Are you saying that your will is comprehending the Guiyi Fist? As long as you practice it to the beginning, you can return your will to the original body?"
The statue nodded quickly.
"Awesome!" Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little envious of Zhao Wushuang. What kind of realm is this guy? Not only did he enter the Eternal Temple early, but he also got a Guiyi punch.
Under Xiao Huang's translation, Ye Feng chatted with the statue.
According to Zhao Wushuang, he did not enter this place from the Qinhe Galaxy, but from the ruins of the 12th Star Region, which were once a battlefield between barbarians and cultivators.
After arriving here, Zhao Wushuang went around in circles. He didn't know how he ended up here, let alone why his will entered these ten statues.
Now he is almost at the beginning of practicing the Guiyi Fist. Unfortunately, it seems that a part of the Guiyi Fist is missing, leaving him stuck at the last step and unable to fully comprehend it.
However, Zhao Wushuang is also a monster. When he was unable to understand the Guiyi Fist, he actually prepared to combine witchcraft with the Guiyi Fist.
"Awesome!"
After listening to Zhao Wushuang's explanation, Ye Feng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
What kind of skill is Guiyiquan?
Witchcraft has been inherited from ancient times.
Zhao Wushuang dared to integrate these two different systems of cultivation methods. This was simply audacious.
It is strange to say that the fusion of Guiyi Fist and witchcraft did not have any side effects. Instead, it gave Zhao Wushuang new insights in a strange state.
According to Zhao Wushuang, if the fusion is successful, he will be so awesome that all ten statues can become his true form.
Moreover, the eleven deities have the same realm and cooperate with each other. The fighting power they exert can definitely scare people to death.
"The question is, when will you be able to completely integrate witchcraft and Guiyiquan?"
"have no idea?"
After hearing Xiao Huang's translation, Ye Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Suddenly, the statue slapped its head hard again.
"Woof woof woof!"
"You want me to put away the ten statues? You are almost exhausted here and want to go out to understand?" Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly and said: "I think it is safer for you to stay here."
"Woof woof woof!"
"You are the son of destiny? Are you not in danger?"
Ye Feng rolled his eyes again, raised one hand and put all ten statues into the space ring.
At the same time, the little man sitting cross-legged in the dark room suddenly opened his eyes.
In Ye Feng's strange eyes, the three-inch-sized Zhao Wushuang jumped out of the hidden compartment and ran towards him.
"Can you speak?"
The three-inch villain shook his head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
“Woof woof woof!!!”
"Your will is incomplete now, so you can't communicate normally, and you still fall asleep from time to time?"
"Why!"
Ye Feng sighed in a low voice, put Zhao Wushuang on his shoulders, and said: "You can understand it with peace of mind, and leave the other things to me!"
After saying that, Ye Feng turned his eyes and scanned the entire palace, "How do I leave here?"
"call out!"
Take one step forward and the space collapses.
The next moment, Ye Feng's face was sullen, and his figure appeared in the northwest direction of the hall.
"Am I not allowed to leave? Haha!"
"boom!!!"
Thousand-foot-long multicolored wings suddenly spread out, and rolls of corpse energy filled the entire palace as if they were real matter.
"Buzz!!!"
The Eight Demons Wilderness Sword buzzed, as if cheering...
