All of Shen Long's clones stopped. They didn't expect that Yang Huang had mastered the legendary black finger.
This is a unique skill that can only be encountered. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to encounter the box containing the black finger. Even if they encounter it, it cannot be learned by simply studying.
Shen Long read a passage in a classic book, saying that when the box is opened, a cloud of black air will invade the human body.
After black gas invades the human body, there is only one in a million chance that the person will be safe and sound. The remaining chance is that the person who is exposed will be killed on the spot.
In other words, under such a small probability, Yang Huang actually obtained something that frightened everyone.
No matter how strong you are, as long as you are touched by such a thing, it will instantly turn into a ball of black energy.
"Just don't let you touch it! Boy, you are very lucky, but you are still destined to die here today!" Shen Long shouted, and all the clones rushed over.
Yang Huang looked at the clones rushing around him. When the fists of the clones were about to touch his body, he sneered.
"Disperse!"
Yang Huang just shook his body, and a large amount of black gas appeared around his body.
Shen Long's clone realized something was wrong and immediately wanted to withdraw his fist.
But his clones had charged too hard before, so it was too late for his clones to retract their fists, and all of them hit the black mist on the surface of Yang Huang's body.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
All of Shen Long's clones turned into smoke, and in the blink of an eye, all the dozen clones disappeared.
The remaining one is Shen Long, and the last one is Shen Long's body, not his clone.
Shen Long did not rush out before, he just let his clones rush out, but this did not mean that he was fine. When his clones turned into smoke, he spit out more than ten mouthfuls of blood in a row, and finally Kneeling on the ground.
"Been bitten? You've done your own thing!" Yang Huang shook his head and walked towards Shen Long.
Shen Long looked at Yang Huang who was approaching. He gritted his teeth, took out a smoke bomb with his last breath, and shot it into the sky.
"Bang!"
After the flare flew into the sky, it exploded into red fragments.
Yang Huang didn't pay attention. He knew that the people from the Heaven Defying Sect were very far away from here. Even if the people from the Heaven Defying Sect came here, what would happen?
Shen Long sneered. The person he wanted to call this time was not someone from the Heaven Defying Sect, but his other master, Patriarch Huang Mao.
As the name suggests, the Yellow-haired Ancestor has very thick hair on his body, and all the hair is yellow, and there is absolutely no black hair. He can guarantee that.
"Leng Rubing, do you want to take action? I think you wanted to kill him before!" Yang Huang suddenly stopped.
Leng Rubing hesitated for a moment and said: "Forget it, this is a matter between you and him, I won't get involved, just kill him!"
"Yang Huang, if you kill me, I guarantee you will regret it. You don't have to wait for tomorrow, you will regret it in a few minutes!" Shen Long stood up tremblingly, but he couldn't stand firm. fell to the ground.
Yang Huang felt that Shen Long was too annoying, so he slapped him and then kicked him into the air.
Finally, Yang Huang raised his right middle finger to the sky. After his arm shook, a cloud of black smoke gathered in his finger.
Shen Long looked at the black fingers below and screamed in panic, but no one went to help him.
Not long after, Shen Long bumped into Yang Huang's finger, and at the moment of contact, he turned into a ball of dark smoke.
This cloud of smoke did not last long and dissipated in this troubled world.
Yang Huang smiled disdainfully and slowly put down his hand. He was about to leave, but he noticed something was wrong. In the distant forest, someone seemed to be rushing towards him.
"Yang Huang, let's go quickly. The murderous intent of the other party is so strong, you can feel it from miles away!" Leng Rubing came to Yang Huang, fired ten arrows into the forest, and then pulled Yang Huang away.
"Let me hold you! You are too slow!" Yang Huang hugged Leng Rubing's waist and rushed towards the dense grass.
"No!" Yang Huang's head tilted to the left, and a knife flew past his face.
Yang Huang began to worry. The knife was almost touching him. If he hadn't been gifted and sensed the knife in advance, he might not have been able to avoid it.
After one knife passed by, three more knives were shot in the direction of Yang Huang.
Yang Huang was very nervous and kept dodging in the grass, finally dodging three knives.
Although Yang Huang avoided it, the grass suffered. After the three knives flew over, a lot of grass was cut into two pieces. The cuts were very smooth. When the grass was cut, it flew towards the sky. Got up.
Yang Huang looked at the weeds flying up to the left and right, and his heart was extremely nervous. First there were a handful, then three, and who knows how many next? Who wants to kill him?
“Swish swish swish!”
Five voices came from behind Yang Huang.
Leng Rubing was not a vegetarian either. She turned around and put two arrows on the string. As soon as she loosened her hand, the arrows shot out.
Not long after, those arrows collided with those flying swords.
Originally, Leng Rubing thought she could repel those swords, but who knew that the arrows she shot were smashed into powder as soon as they hit the flying swords.
Yang Huang had long known that this would be the result, so when Leng Rubing shot the arrow, he didn't even look at it, he just jumped up five meters.
When Yang Huang jumped up, the sharp knives quickly flew from under his shoes.
Yang Huang discovered that the knife closest to him was only three inches away from his shoes, which was dangerous enough.
"Boy, your evasion skills are good, but you can't escape. You dare to kill my disciple and seek death!" Huang Mao Ancestor shook his yellow hair and threw more than ten big knives.
In the opinion of Huangmao Ancestor, Yang Huang is in the air now and must not be able to escape.
Leng Rubing is very nervous now. She is good at archery and naturally knows how dangerous it is in the air. It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Huang cannot avoid it now.
Yang Huang was not too nervous. When the flying swords were about to hit him, he stretched out his arms, and a pair of golden wings appeared behind him. He fanned them hard, and his body flew high into the sky.
When Yang Huang flew up, densely packed broadswords flew just below him. Although there were many in number, none of them could touch him.
"It actually has wings?" Huangmao Ancestor gritted his teeth.