Chapter 80: Indiscriminate between the enemy and the enemy, heavy casualties
He killed two people cleanly and neatly. No one was his enemy. As soon as they fought, his muscles were broken and his bones were broken. The huge force of more than a thousand kilograms in his movements was impossible for ordinary people to stop. He was like a truck loaded with heavy objects.
Trucks are ramming on the road, and these people are small cars. If they hit them, they will be smashed into pieces.
In less than a minute, half of the dozen or so people who besieged him were dead, and the rest retreated far away. No one dared to come forward and fight him head-on.
At this time, a general in thick armor next to Imperial Master Shenhui pointed at Ye Chen and loudly ordered:
"Archers, prepare, shoot!"
In an instant, there was a dense buzz of bow strings, and hundreds of arrows flew out from the military formation and fell towards the front.
Ye Chen turned around fiercely, blocked his face with both hands, and his whole body was buried in the rain of arrows.
After three waves of arrow rain ended, he put down his hand and saw a few arrows hanging on the clothes around his waist. However, there were arrows falling in front of him. He grabbed the arrows from his waist and threw them towards Master Shenhui with his backhand. Immediately there were two
Monk Fan raised his Zen staff and stepped forward to knock the two arrows. There were two trembling sounds of "ding ding" and the two arrows flew away, but Monk Fan took two steps back in succession.
But Master Shenhui’s eyes lit up and he ordered:
"Muni, Moda, come on!"
The two monks immediately nodded and stepped forward. The Zen staffs in their hands were very similar to the weapons of Sha Monk in Journey to the West. One end was a half moon and the other was a full moon. It was made of pure stainless steel and was so heavy that most people couldn't even lift it.
Don't talk about waving.
Two groups of monks attacked from the left and from the right, and there was a heavy sound of wind as they waved their Zen staffs. The other people who were besieging Ye Chen had no intention of fighting at all. Seeing this, they hurriedly retreated to the side to raid the formation.
Hearing the sound of wind behind him, he turned around and saw a flash of snow coming towards him. He subconsciously raised his head and the half-moon shovel rushed past his face. Mani immediately pressed the half-moon shovel down and slapped Ye Chen on the face, but he was
Taking the opportunity to grab a hold of it, Mani also grabbed the half-moon shovel and started wrestling.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, Ye Chen, who originally thought that he would take the half-moon shovel by force, raised his head in surprise. When he saw Mani raising his head in surprise, the two of them wrestled, but there was no winner. This meant that this monk actually also
He has practiced the magical power of Dragon Elephant Prajna, and his cultivation level is not bad, and he has reached the seventh level.
Compared to his surprise, Mani was even more surprised. You must know that he is now over fifty years old, but his cultivation is exquisite and he does not look old. He has only cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu to the seventh level at this age, and this kid in front of him has just
How dare you have such a cultivation level? This is already even more exaggerated than the previous national master Jinlun Dharma King. At this age, Jinlun Dharma King had not cultivated the dragon-elephant prajna to the seventh level.
Another monk, Moda, originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, but he was also horrified when he saw Ye Chen and Mani wrestling with no winner. You must know that he has also practiced the magical power of Dragon Elephant Prajna, but he is not as skilled as Mani.
, is only at the sixth level, and its strength is far inferior to Mani's. Ye Chen can compete with Mani regardless of the outcome, which means that the cultivation of this tantric spiritual protection skill has reached the seventh level, which is simply beyond his imagination.
He couldn't help but stop his hand, put one hand on the stick, and raised the other hand in front of him to salute, and said:
"May I ask which sect the donor studied under and which master he was?"
As soon as Ye Chen let go of his hand, Mani withdrew his weapon and looked at him without attacking. Seeing that he was practicing Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, it was obvious that the two monks thought he was a disciple of some tantric master.
The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Magic is a magical power to protect the teachings of Tantric Buddhism. In their minds, Ye Chen must be a descendant of some Tantric Buddhism, and he must be the most talented disciple to achieve such cultivation at such a young age. They are probably afraid of killing him.
Only if you are older can you ask this.
Ye Chen did have a teacher, but the way of killing was definitely not a tantric sect. He couldn't say it out loud, so he could only say this:
"If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense? I have nothing to do with your Tantra."
After speaking, he took a step forward and twisted his body. Dacheng's Soaring Cloud Step made his steps unpredictable, and he clenched his fist and hit Phan Moni.
Mani only had time to hold the stick in front of him, and hit the stick with his fist, making a sound like a bell. Moda on the other side stopped asking, grabbed the half-moon shovel with one hand, and pointed his head at his back.
Chen twisted his body behind Mani and punched him in the back, making a dull sound like hitting cow leather.
The three parties all practiced the magical power of Dragon Elephant Prajna, and they were all thick-skinned and fleshy. A punch that could kill a cow only caused some pain when it hit them. As long as it didn't hit a vital part, it wouldn't even be considered an injury.
They were fighting together, and for a while there were constant dull crashing sounds.
On the other side, there is a battlefield of cave ghosts in Xishan. At first they were surrounded by the Huaishan Double Fiends and others, but they could not defeat them, but when the Tibetan Border Five Uglys joined the battlefield, they were unable to stop them.
The cultivation of the five ugly men in the Tibetan border is not weak. Even if the five brothers work together, even a first-time innate master like the boss of the Li family can block it. The five people join in and immediately surround the death ghost. The five people slap him with ten palms and beat him to death on the spot.
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"brother!"
The Impermanence Ghost immediately cried out in sorrow, and threw the short spear with his right hand at one of the Five Ugly Chou on the Tibetan border. However, his opponent seized the opportunity and hit him in the back with a palm. The person in front of him took the opportunity to stab him in the mouth with a sword.
wear.
With their hands free, the two people pounced on the Smiling Ghost on the other side. The Smiling Ghost caught sight of his brother's tragic death with a look that seemed to be crying and laughing. He suddenly gave up on resisting and allowed his opponent to stab him with a sword. Several other people immediately slashed him with swords.
Before he died, he laughed loudly and threw his hands, and dust flew out all over the sky.
Several people were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. The dust was some kind of highly poisonous. When it touched the body, green blisters immediately appeared. Soon the skin all over the body turned green and pus flowed out. Several people danced and screamed in fear.
Yelling and running around, one person was accidentally hit and got pus on his body. He was immediately infected and started to have the same blisters on his body, which instantly caused a huge panic.
Seeing this, the general of the Yuan Army immediately raised his hand and waved:
"Shoot them!"
Immediately, arrows rained down from the sky, covering a large area of the battlefield, causing screams and screams, even Ye Chen's side was affected.
After five or six waves of arrows rained down, only a dozen people could stand on the field. Not only were all the poisoned ones killed, but even those who were not poisoned, including those who surrendered Yuan Ren, were affected. The ten ghosts of Xishan also died and only Chang was left alive.
Fan Yiweng, a ghost ghost, and a debt collector who used a ledger made of fine steel to block arrows.
This indiscriminate rain of arrows stunned everyone. Mu Qingren, the boss of Huaishan Double Fierce, and other remaining masters subconsciously retreated. Fan Yiweng looked at his dead brother, with blood and tears flowing in his eyes, filled with grief:
"When we became sworn brothers, we said that we would die in the same year, month, and day. Brothers, go slowly. My eldest brother will come to accompany you soon."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the still smiling Imperial Master Shenhui, then looked at the surrounding Yuan army who were watching eagerly, and laughed miserably:
"But before that, the eldest brother needs to find a few backers."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Master Shenhui with a fierce aura.
