"boom!"
Bai Cang pressed the brocade pouch at his waist, and two large, dark hands descended from the sky with the force of wind and thunder.
"What a magnificent Five Yin Great Capture Technique! Behold my Primordial Corpse Fiend!"
Ma San let out a slightly exaggerated long howl, and the people of Majia Village roared to the sky and spewed black smoke.
Like a horde of corpses howling at the moon, it instantly enveloped an area of several dozen feet, like boiling water or a surging river, spreading in all directions.
The massive, dark hand pressed down into it, and immediately a series of thunderous sounds rang out.
Ma San, wielding a hexagonal, octagonal golden hammer, moved with the speed of the wind, his movements fluid and unpredictable. The members of the Ma family, each armed with their own weapons, fought against the two large, dark hands.
To others, it was a great killing spree, with billowing black smoke, corpses and demons everywhere, and withered grass and trees and weathered soil and rocks.
Enveloped in billowing black smoke, the sounds of roaring, howling, and clashing weapons could be heard, as if the battle had reached a fever pitch.
But Bai Cang had a strange expression: This is a "battle of personal relationships"!
What appears to be fighting and killing is actually full of human relationships and social dynamics.
To be honest, Ma San and his group really didn't hold back. Although they didn't use all their trump cards, they had certainly "gone all out."
The problem is: Bai Cang is high in the clouds and has no chance to get down. What's the point of them fighting so fiercely with the two black hands?
Don't call them "infantry" and they can't do anything about "air force" nonsense.
Leaving aside the fact that Bai Cang is only about ten feet high, which is probably within the reach of Ma San and the others with a single leap, the "Primordial Corpse Fiend" alone is an extremely powerful technique.
However, Ma San and the others seemed to have lost their minds, determined to fight the two black hands to the death, showing no intention of attacking Bai Cang's main body.
"You want to settle this peacefully? I don't!"
Seeing this, Bai Cang sneered inwardly, "To hell with social niceties, I just love fighting and killing!"
With this in mind, Bai Cang's sleeves billowed out, and dozens of Ice Soul Crystals were scattered into the air.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
The Yin Thunder of Gui Water exploded, and invisible ripples swept in all directions. The thick black mist, like snow melting in the spring sun, continuously dissipated and vanished, disappearing completely in an instant.
Then came a muffled groan, followed by an explosion of golden light.
A stumbling figure staggered back more than ten steps before finally managing to regain its balance.
A gust of wind blew by, and the twelve "bronze-armored corpses" turned into ashes and scattered as if they had been weathered for a thousand years.
The four "silver-armored corpses" were also covered in blood, and they staggered and fell to the ground.
Only Ma San survived the "Gui Water Yin Thunder," but his chest was stained with black blood, his face was deathly pale, and he looked up at Bai Cang with disbelief in his eyes.
We kindly offered you a favor, and you actually resorted to violence?
Ma San's question was silent, yet deafening.
"What? Planning to glare me to death?"
Bai Cang smiled coldly, "If you can fight, then continue fighting. If you can't, then kneel down and kowtow three times. I'll give you a chance to be dogs for the Three Yin Temple."
Who the hell wants you to do them a favor? You guys even make keys? You're not even qualified to make keys!
Of course, out of respect for the "ancestor of the Ma family," Bai Cang had no intention of razing Ma Family Village to the ground.
That's the work of Dao Foundation True Persons like the Red Dragon General Temple and the Three Capitals and Five Masters, it has nothing to do with him, a mere "True Transmission of Qi Refining".
"snort!"
Upon hearing this, Ma San's face flushed with anger.
A fierce and violent rage made his eyes turn red as he stared intently at Bai Cang.
"boom!"
The next moment.
Before he could even finish a cold snort, his figure shot out like an arrow.
With a single leap, he soared several meters into the air, covering a distance of tens of meters. Two hexagonal, octagonal golden hammers, each the size of a human head, crashed down upon Bai Cang like a flying mountain.
"Waaah!"
A deep whooshing sound was heard, as if the air had been shattered, and two white streaks ripped through the sky.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
Bai Cang remained still, but his two large, dark hands moved up and down, displaying extremely exquisite and superior martial arts skills, and he fought with Ma San.
In just a moment, the sound of metal clashing rang out in mid-air. The sky was filled with countless hammer shadows, but they could not break through the net woven by the two dark hands.
Despite being only about ten meters away from Bai Cang, Ma San was unable to make any progress.
Seeing this, Ma San knew perfectly well that the other party truly did not need their favors, as the two sides were not on the same level of strength.
Their so-called "social skills" are nothing but self-humiliation.
But the more this happened, the calmer and more clear-headed Ma San became, even as his blood rushed to his head.
As the nameless anger subsided and intelligence regained its hold, they remembered the true purpose of their trip and immediately felt the urge to retreat.
But Bai Cang became interested. "Excellent hammer technique! It just so happens that I, this Daoist, also have some basic martial arts skills. Why not play with you for a bit?"
Before he finished speaking, he clenched his fist with his five fingers together.
As soon as the "Five Ghosts Possession" was activated, Bai Cang felt a sharp pain, his whole body trembled, and the dragon in his spine shook wildly.
A terrifying power filled his body, like red-hot steel needles piercing every inch of his flesh, replacing his bones and strengthening his muscles.
The force of a full 100,000 jin was like that of a dragon-elephant demon trapped inside his body, constantly roaring and raging, trying to break free of its restraints and burst through its flesh.
"Damn it! It's flaring up again!"
Bai Cang gritted his teeth, enduring the impact and pain brought about by this "power overload".
The bad news is: it looks like things are going to go wrong again!
The good news is: he's experienced and a veteran driver.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In just a moment, the sound of bones and muscles rubbing together inside Bai Cang's body was like a continuous rumble of thunder.
The vast and boundless energy and blood were trapped within his body, constantly tempering his physique, making him feel as if his internal organs and the blood throughout his body were boiling and burning.
His entire body was like a furnace, tightly locking in every bit of strength, causing his heart to pound like a drum, almost bursting him apart.
Seeing this scene.
Ma San's expression changed drastically, as if a ferocious beast was slowly awakening in front of him.
The overwhelming, ferocious power, like dark clouds pressing down, caused the golden scales on his skin to grow uncontrollably, as if he were about to turn into a bloodthirsty monster.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Just then, Bai Cang suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly, like two torches rising.
Simply stretching the muscles and bones gently is like drawing a strong bow and then suddenly releasing it, creating visible ripples in the air.
"With the strength of 100,000 jin, one's body has already become that of a dragon and an elephant!"
As Bai Cang's thoughts raced, a flood of information from the outside world arrived, all ultimately converging into the same word: fragile!
The ground, the air, the boulders... even the mountains, all seemed as fragile as paper to Bai Cang, as if he could easily crush and shatter them!
Even knowing full well that this was an illusion caused by a surge in power.
But this illusion is just wonderful!
"I'm incredibly strong right now!"
Bai Cang looked at Ma San again and couldn't help but let out a strange, cackling laugh. "My punch has the force of 100,000 jin. What can you use to block it?"
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