Chapter 45: You don't even have the energy to beat someone up, and you still call it a cult?
"Damn, this power"
"Didn't the intelligence from the sect say that there are no people who have reached the level of spiritual enlightenment in the entire Fengyun County?"
"The intelligence is false?"
After Yi Chen used all his strength, the man in black finally became furious and was extremely shocked.
He knew that Yi Chen was very powerful, after all, he had the ability to kill corpse ghosts.
You have to know that the Corpse Ghost was given to him by the Great Protector himself after he "pinched" the Earth-pulling Mud and the Mist Ghost together, and his strength is extraordinary.
That's why he chose to face Yi Chen.
But this is too damn exaggerated.
How did one develop such devilish strength?
Is his father an elephant monster?
The man in black robe took out a black stick from behind him that was as high as his eyebrows and used it to face Yi Chen's Dragon-Slaying Sword.
Boom!
There was a loud bang.
Step, step, step, step, step.
The man in black robe took five steps back before completely releasing the force.
Yi Chen took two steps.
The difference in strength between the two sides was apparent in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Yi Chen's eyes lit up.
"You don't even have the energy to beat someone up, and you still say you're a cult?"
"You learned your magic from your master's wife, right?"
"You also said that I am a big fool, I #@#￥￥￥@!@"
Yi Chen, who had studied on the Zaun server for many years in his previous life and whose parents were still alive, began to talk trash crazily and rushed towards the black robe again.
"You're looking for death!"
"Bull nose."
"Corpse, Rage!"
The face of the man in black robe who was defeated changed, he raised his head and let out a roar, and his whole body grew taller and swelled up as if inflated, until he was about two meters and five hundred meters long.
His body was covered with dense blue-black patches, the skin on his hands became tough and greasy, and his nails began to grow, flashing a dark light in the sunlight.
Two long fangs pierced through the oral cavity and emerged from it.
This time, when the sword and stick collided, Yi Chen's face finally changed.
The poles were reversed, and it was his turn to take five steps back.
The strong stench of the corpse went straight into Yi Chen's nostrils, and he felt a very slight dizziness. Fortunately, Yi Chen's pure Yang internal energy turned, and the dizziness disappeared instantly.
For the first time, Yi Chen was suppressed by others in terms of strength.
He looked at the monster transformed from the man in black robe and felt inexplicably shocked.
What kind of magic is this? How can a living person turn into a corpse?
His whole body was filled with the smell of corpse, but he also had the breath of a living person. It was really strange.
Suddenly, a guess came into Yi Chen's mind.
This madman from the Corpse God Cult wouldn’t be using his own body to cultivate the secret technique of corpse refining, right?
The people in the Corpse God Cult really have an idea to use their own corpses to refine.
At this time, the wind began to blow, blowing the flowers and plants in Lanxiu Tower everywhere.
The blood-colored light column above the blood pool became thicker, and the strange rhythm in the air became stronger.
Suddenly, a narrow crack as wide as a person's palm appeared on the ground somewhere in Lanxiu Tower, and gusts of cold wind blew out from the crack.
"Haha, the traction formation has been activated. The left arm of the Corpse God buried deep underground is about to return. Please offer your flesh and blood for the return of the Corpse God."
"Silly man, this will be your greatest honor."
Seeing this sudden change, the mysterious man in black robe began to laugh wildly.
"Tear you apart!"
"Follow the Immortal God, save the world with great compassion!"
The black-robed man's body was filled with corpse energy, and it transformed into a black line that attacked Yi Chen straightly, and then flew backwards at an even faster speed.
Long before Yi Chen was repelled by the man in black robe, he secretly activated the anode transformation.
This was the first time he used the Pure Yang Art after breaking into the seventh level. An unparalleled sense of power appeared in Yi Chen's heart.
At this moment, he felt that he could hammer the head of the golden-armored corpse that was fighting with Captain Lin next to him into his chest.
When he thought of this scene, his heart felt trembling.
It has been a long time since he patted anyone on the head, and some people have even forgotten how to write the word "yi" in Taoist Master Yichengzi's name.
Now anyone dares to show his teeth to him.
A monster that is neither human nor zombie, does he deserve it?
The power surges in the body, and it feels like burning.
His heart was beating wildly, pumping energy throughout his body.
His body suddenly grew nearly thirty centimeters taller, and the muscles in his neck, hands, waist, and legs expanded, grew larger, and thickened wildly, as if he were wearing a layer of muscle armor.
The fighting spirit in his heart has been completely ignited! At this moment, Yi Chen abnormally put the Dragon Slaying Sword back into the scabbard.
He just wants his fist!
He is loyal to his fist!
Compared to the sword, he believes more in the sense of belief and power conveyed to him by his fists.
Of course, more importantly, he was afraid that the Dragon Slaying Sword and the black robe's eyebrow-high stick would cause several gaps in the violent collision... After kicking the black robe away with a sudden accelerated sneak attack, Yi Chen suddenly accelerated, kicked the ground with his left leg, and with the powerful reaction force, he caught up with the black robe that he had knocked away, and hit him with another elbow to the center.
The blow was so fast and fierce that it left a dent in the black-robed corpse's chest.
Bang! The black-robed body hit a void wall of air heavily, then bounced off and fell to the ground.
Only at this time did Yi Chen free up his hands to observe the entire battle situation.
On his left side.
Master Lianhua, Master Shuiyue and Taoist Qingxu teamed up to fight against the white-clothed female ghost holding red scissors. The three of them and the ghost had a lot of fun fighting. Relying on their sect's magic weapons, the three of them managed to barely hold on to the battle.
On his right side.
There was a dark green air current lingering around Captain Lin's body. It was unknown what secret method he used, but his aura suddenly increased. He drew out his sword, and with a flash of the sword, he encircled the two golden-armored corpses.
Then...crazy scraping.
The sword in Captain Lin's hand was banging and striking like iron, and sparks were flying, but the two golden-armored corpses were still jumping around and screaming.
Seeing this, Yi Chen wanted to shout: Master Lin, stop shaving.
It was obvious that Lin Baihu had awakened the spirit of wind and was taking the light and agile route. He was really fast, but he was not strong enough.
Being a man, being fast is not strong enough.
It's going to be a big problem.
Yi Chen keenly noticed that Captain Lin now had a lot more white hair on his head, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. It seemed that the secret method would not last much longer.
It's hard for him to hold off two golden-armored corpses for so long alone.
For a practitioner who is in the late stage of refining essence into qi, he has enough to be proud of.
Just when Yi Chen was about to step forward to teach the Golden Armored Corpse the principles of justice, suddenly, something strange happened.
The mysterious man in black who had been beaten half to death by him suddenly appeared near the golden-armored corpses. He raised his head and roared, and the two golden-armored corpses beside him seemed to be leaking air, and countless black air seeped out of their bodies.
The huge amount of black air poured into the body of the man in black robe like a whale sucking water.
With the nourishment of this huge amount of corpse qi, the black-robed man's momentum became stronger and stronger, and his chest, which had been dented by Yi Chen, swelled up again like a ping-pong ball soaked in hot water.
Yi Chen's eyes focused and he rushed forward quickly.
Must be interrupted.
Only an idiot would let the enemy recover slowly and build up his momentum to its peak.
It is better to use the remaining courage to pursue the enemy rather than seek fame by imitating the tyrant.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
I will kill you while you are ill.
There's no need to talk about chivalry when dealing with this kind of evil heretic. My Yinlong Temple is a famous and upright sect. We can launch a sneak attack openly!
"Bastard!"
"Fight me fair and square!"
With a roar, Yi Chen mobilized the deep purple pure yang energy in his body and rushed towards the black-robed man like a human tank.
For a moment, the earth shook and dust filled the air.
The violent energy created an air flow that rolled the surrounding sand and gravel into the sky, bringing out large flakes of sand rain that scattered all around.
Two powerful forces continued to collide in the dense dust.
This huge noise immediately attracted everyone who was still fighting with Red Scissors.
They looked into the dust in the sky, but could not see anything clearly.
All that could be heard from the dust was the occasional muffled groan of fists hitting flesh and the following words.
"Didn't you eat? Come on!"
"My breasts are stronger than yours."
"You're giving me a massage."
"I don't even have the energy to beat someone up, and you still call it a cult?"
"Did your master teach you this method of being neither human nor corpse? Your lower body is not stable, you bastard!"
"Your old face with corpse spots is so fucking disgusting."
"I usually don't attack others' appearance, unless their appearance attacks me first."
“@#￥%”
…..Countless trash words and C language came from the dust, highlighting Yi Chen’s profound language skills.
Captain Lin almost lost his grip on his sword when he saw this scene.
What a violent fighting scene! It was a completely new version that he had never seen before.
Just by feeling the shaking of the ground, you can tell how amazing and powerful the collision of forces at the center of the dust is.
"Everyone, look! Light!"
"Light!"
Master Lianhua had extremely sharp eyes and instantly discovered a blind spot that no one else had noticed.
Countless rays of light seemed to be attracted by a magnet and rushed towards the dust in the sky. This strange phenomenon made the entire surrounding environment dark.
At this moment, Master Shuiyue, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.
She cast her gaze in the direction of the female ghost in white standing aside.
"Everyone, Taoist Master Yichengzi is now fighting against demons and monsters in the front. We can't just stand by and watch. There is another one over here."
Four pairs of eyes suddenly focused on the female ghost in white.
The female ghost in white only felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.
Before, she was the one who was beating up Nun Shuiyue and the other two. Based on the principle of women making things difficult for other women, she had beaten Nun Shuiyue a lot. Now, she was getting her comeuppance.
She could still have the upper hand against three people at once, but if she added a captain from the Zhen'an Silin Army, she would be overwhelmed.
"Beat her to death!"
"There's no need to talk about morality when dealing with this group of evil heretics. Let's fight together!"
I don’t know who took the lead, but three or four spells instantly attacked the female ghost in white.
The white-clothed female ghost couldn't hold it in any longer. She fled at high speed while yelling, "Black Robe, is your brain full of corpse water?"
"Why don't we use that thing now? Wait until we are all killed?"
"Hei Pao, are you the child of a close relative? I can't stand it any longer. You don't even have to wait to be put into the coffin!"
There was a loud bang.
The black-robed figure was blown out from the dust and once again heavily slammed into the air barrier formed by the formation.
This time, he couldn't even maintain his corpse state.
He had a pair of panda eyes, and his body was covered with bruises, without a single piece of healthy flesh. Even one of the teeth that had grown when he turned into a corpse had been knocked out, and another one had been broken in half.
He spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow" sound, but laughed like a madman: "Red Scissors, shut up!"
"Is it Yichengzi of Yinlong Temple?"
"You are very strong."
"You are the first one among your peers who has pushed me to this point."
"But you are going to die today!"
"All of you must die!"
The man in black robe shouted angrily and smashed a red ancient jade in his arms to the ground.
He's going to shake someone.
The ancient jade fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
A blood mist rose from the ancient jade and suddenly accelerated towards the black-robed body.
The black robe's pupils instantly turned scarlet.
A powerful aura appeared, which was completely different from the one he had before.
So powerful that it makes people tremble.
The look that was as cold as the law of nature and that treated all things as straw dogs made Yi Chen's scalp numb.
Yi Chen: “….” Damn, I knew that such a big force would definitely have a backup plan when doing things.
Facing the gaze of the 'black robe', Yi Chen stepped out from the crowd and said with a bow: "Daoyou, this is all a misunderstanding!"
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