Chapter 20: Winning - The condensation of cats

The eight-bladed blade stabbed towards the behemoth like a storm, and the purple intent that drifted between each blade was torn apart in the air with the speed of thunder and lightning, and gradually turned into wisps of air like a sharp edge.

"What the teacher said before is right, if you can't even control your own qi, let alone this qi weapon condensed by alien beasts. Ming Ling couldn't help but mutter.

The eight-edged knife was so fast, how could the heavy body of the gorilla beast dodge, saying that it was too late and that was fast, and in two breaths, it slashed through the thick skin of the gorilla beast.

Roar –

It wasn't lethal, but the sharp blade made the gorilla howl in pain, and thick green blood flowed from his lower abdomen and fell to the ground.

Its eyes were filled with rage, and Ming Ling once again swung his eight-bladed sword out of thin air, intending to kill with a single blow.

Roar –

The Gorilla Beast roared again, and Ming Ling knew that the guy wanted to use the previous coercion to suppress himself, so he hurriedly jumped up, and his body flashed, avoiding the powerful coercion of the Orangutan Bull.

A touch of battle intent flashed in Ming Ling's eyes, and his five fingers controlled the eight-bladed sword out of thin air.

After the coercion was deflated, the Gorilla Beast seemed to know that Ming Ling was going to attack itself with that terrifying blade again, and then it roared, and the green aura around its body condensed into layers of thick green frost in an instant, like solid armor.

When Ming Ling used the eight-bladed knife again, he just stabbed a white mark on the green frost, which could not hurt the body of this strange beast at all, and sure enough, the difference in strength between the two was too great.

"Mingling, there is a difference in strength between you and you, if you are just arrogant to each other, there will definitely be no benefit. The old man reminded.

Ming Ling let out an "um" and looked at the Gorilla Beast quickly, as if he was looking for a gap.

The Gorilla Beast gasped fiercely, and slammed its fist towards Ming Ling, and at this brief moment, Ming Ling suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

"The armpit, is the only gap!" Ming Ling muttered to himself, saying that he dodged the attack of the alien beast sideways, without the blessing of that sense of coercion, the speed of this alien beast was completely inferior to Ming Ling, but the alien beast seemed to be unmoved, and attacked Ming Ling several times again.

After repeated deflated, the gorilla beast smashed its chest angrily, and then a green flame erupted from its body, and the bright spirit reflected in the flames was a little scorching.

Bang –

Suddenly, the gorilla beast leaped forward, and Ming Ling remembered the fire ball he had seen before, which was one of the ways the gorilla beast attacked.

Ming Ling jumped up, and the Gorilla Beast that jumped high in the air turned into a green flame, and then smashed into the ground and at the same time made a deafening loud noise, accompanied by a scorching wave of air, and the surrounding air trembled slightly by the force.

Ming Ling was hit by the scorching and violent wave of qi that rushed to his face, and his body was withdrawn several meters.

"You have to fight quickly, or your body won't be able to bear it at all!" said the old man.

"I'm waiting for my time!" replied Mingling.

The gorilla beast saw that Ming Ling was making a laborious posture, so he raised his arm high, and there was a green fire between his huge open palms, and he wanted to slap Ming Ling to death like a fly when he watched the battle.

Suddenly, the scarlet beast howled in grief, only to see that the original wound in the lower abdomen of the strange beast suddenly turned a little black.

It's a sign of poisoning!

The poison in this strange beast is obviously very powerful, and the whole thing seems to be sluggish, and it seems that there is no strength at all.

"It's now!" Ming Ling muttered to himself, and then the corners of his mouth curled with murderous intent.

"Stormblade!"

With a loud shout, the eight-bladed knife stabbed towards the armpit of the orangutan, and with a few wails, the beast fell to the ground, and the blood flowing from several wounds was also dark black.