Chapter 285: Clone Turns into a Sword
The little monk's body instantly hugged into a ball, like a thousand-pound giant hammer, with the sound of the whistling wind, and smashed towards the Ji principal.
Seeing this, the head of the Ji clan struck with a bronze ancient sword, slapped the severed left arm in the direction where Chu Ge was, and then swung his sword towards the little monk.
Even if he loses a left arm and his breath plummets, he still has the strength to fight!
The left arm that was slapped quickly deformed in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, it became another Ji principal. Moreover, in his hand, he also held a bone long sword that was exactly the same as the bronze ancient sword.
The person in charge of the Ji clan has a kind of doppelganger-type genetic technology.
The clone formed by the left arm exudes an aura that is no worse than the main body. In a flash, he came directly to the battlefield where Wei Ying and Chu Ge were.
"Brother Mu, hurry into the shadow space!"
Seeing the doppelganger of the Ji clan coming, Li Mengru shouted anxiously.
When Chu Ge heard this, he immediately made a decision, grabbed the Yao family's principal, who was already delirious, and got into the shadow space.
The doppelganger of the Ji clan looked sluggish, but his shot was extremely ruthless. With a wave of the bone sword in his hand, a chilling sword light slashed towards the entrance of the shadow space.
Of course, Wei Ying would not sit idly by, and a divine light bloomed from the ancient Jiao's eyes in his eyes, and he shot straight towards the sword light.
"Boom!"
There was a bang, and the two rays of light collapsed at the same time.
"Brother Mu, my brother can't hold on for long, with his cultivation, the Ancient Jiaomu can be used at most twice. ”
Looking at Chu Ge who entered the shadow space, Li Mengru said quickly.
Chu Ge completely ended the life of the Yao clan's principal with the whip, nodded and said, "The matter has been completed, you can withdraw." ”
"Let's go!"
When Wei Ying received the news, he shouted, turned into a shadow, and fled quickly.
Seeing Wei Ying leave, the little silver snake directly crashed into the three children of the family who had been blocking it and shot in the direction of the little monk.
"Your resilience, how to ......"
The main body of the Ji clan screamed, spat blood, and flew out.
The little monk didn't chase and kill, stretched his body, joined the silver snake, and quickly ran in the direction of a certain passage.
It's just that there is a bronze ancient sword stuck in his round belly, which trembles as he runs.
It turned out that seeing the little monk fit and collided, the principal of the Ji family had a plan to exchange his injuries for his life. While dodging, he saw an opportunity to insert the bronze ancient sword into the little monk's body.
It's just that he never expected that the little monk's body has an extremely strong self-healing ability, and although this sword hurt the little monk's internal organs, it didn't cause much damage at all.
In this way, it was too late for him to dodge, and he was directly hit by the little monk and flew out.
"If you want to go, it's not that simple!"
The principal of the Ji clan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shouted, and pointed in the direction of the clone.
With this point, the clone of the left arm melted like a candle, instantly turning into a mass of flesh and blood, tightly wrapping the bone long sword. After that, the flesh-and-blood bone sword pulled out an afterimage and stabbed at the nearest Wei Ying with great speed.
"Boom!", "Boom!"
With two explosions, the flesh-and-blood bone long sword pierced through the two divine lights emitted by the ancient Jiaomu, and the residual power stabbed towards Wei Ying unabated.
Suddenly, a crack opened in the shadows beneath Wei Ying's feet, and a figure appeared, heading straight for the bone sword.
The body of the Yao clan was thrown out by Chu Ge to resist this sharp sword.
With a violent roar, the body of the Yao family's principal was shattered!
Although he is dead, his body is still a six-rank monk. The body of the six-rank monk was shattered so neatly under the flesh and blood sword!
Among the children of the family, there are also children of the Yao family. Seeing that the body of their principal was shattered, those people couldn't help but cry out in grief.
Seeing this, the head of the Ji clan flashed a coldness in his eyes. How could a sword he exchanged for an arm be so easy to break?
Although the silver little snake and the little monk had already rushed over to support, it would take at least two seconds, and in these two seconds, there was enough time for the long sword to nail Wei Ying.
Once Wei Ying is killed, the person hiding in his shadow has nowhere to hide.
"Whew!", "Whew!"
Two sounds of breaking the air suddenly came from the shadows under Wei Ying's feet.
The person in charge of the Ji clan subconsciously looked at it, and when he found that it was only two arrows, and the power of the arrows was only equivalent to the arrows shot by the peak monks of the third rank, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, it's ......"
The heart that the Ji clan principal had just let go suddenly lifted again, because he found that the arrows of the two arrows were tied to something. One of the arrows had a black bead tied to it, and the other arrow had a silver-gray token tied to it.
"Damn, you guys get back ......"
The head of the Ji clan yelled at the children of the family who were hiding in the passage, and at the same time frantically scolded the head of the Yao family who had died in his heart.
The children of the family were a little dazed when they heard this, but they still retreated according to the words.
However, they did not hide quickly.
Two arrows streaked through the air in a graceful trajectory, sending the two items tied to it to the tip of the flesh sword.
The flesh and blood sword was extremely sharp, directly piercing the black ball. After the black bead was punctured, a black viscous liquid erupted from it.
The liquid was directly attached to the flesh sword as if it were psychic, and immediately after, a "snort" sound came from the sword. The Flesh Sword shrinks at a rate visible to the naked eye.
These black liquids are also highly corrosive, and they are several times more powerful than the black liquids used by the Yao clan principals before.
Although the flesh sword continued to shrink under the corrosion of the black liquid, it still shot towards Wei.
At this moment, the second arrow sent the token to the tip of the flesh sword.
"Buzz!"
A buzzing sound sounded, and various colors of light flashed on the token, and it stubbornly resisted the flesh and blood sword that had shrunk several times.
However, the silver-gray token didn't last long, and after about a second, it exploded. Although the token exploded, a terrifying wave of general god fluctuations erupted in it, and it rushed towards it in a mighty way.
"Ahh
"Help......
"Where does this spiritual power come from?"
The children of the family who slowly retreated were swept away by this spiritual power, and they all hugged their heads and screamed, and many of them even rolled on the ground in pain.
This spiritual force is not a targeted attack, but more like the aftermath after the explosion. Therefore, although the children of the family were shocked and bled out, there were no casualties.
After being blocked by the silver-gray token for a second, the flesh sword continued to chase after Wei Ying. At this point, it has been corroded to only a third of its size.
"Come here!"
Just when the flesh and blood sword was about to pierce Wei Ying's heart, the little monk screamed violently, grabbed Wei Ying's waist with his outstretched arm, and quickly pulled it back.
At the same time, the little monk's other big hand grabbed the flesh and blood sword that still wanted to continue to chase and kill, and squeezed it fiercely.
The flesh and blood sword that was mostly corroded couldn't resist it at all, and was directly pinched and shattered by the little monk.
Although the flesh and blood sword was pinched and shattered, the black liquid on the sword body was stained on the little monk's hand......