Chapter 160: Demon Cultivation 7

The monk who cultivated the demon skill withdrew part of his strength, Yang Chen's attack instantly acted on his body, he snorted, Yang Chen's attack made his blood churn, and the powerful anti-shock force caused his inner mansion to suffer great damage, but if he could escape this catastrophe, although it would take some time to reply, it was not difficult to single a page, but at this moment, that Wu Ji's subordinates chased after a single blow, and more importantly, the timing was really accurate.

"If you want to escape, how can it be so easy, die!"

Leaping to his feet, he stabbed the unsuspecting monk deep into the chest.

burst

Blood was splattering, and the intense pain made him scream, but although this blow was more serious than Yang Chen's attack, fortunately it did not crack and die, and in panic, the monk grabbed the long fork and pushed it hard, flying out upside down and falling to the ground.

burst

A mouthful of pus and blood spurted out.

Coo-goo-goo......

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but blood gushed out of his mouth, only a strange sound sounded, he looked at the blood in his chest weakly, and clicked his fingers a few times, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

He slowly stood up, about to slowly smile strangely at Yang Chen and the monk, a piercing sound came out of his throat, and a faint black mist suddenly appeared on his body, this black mist made people feel disgusted and uncomfortable.

The monk who made the fork frowned, instinctively he felt bad, he was also a decisive person, when the black fog first rose, he saw his figure disappear in a flash, and the monk who cultivated the demon attack saw him disappear, he was surprised, and knew that he had to dodge the next attack.

It's just that his already seriously injured body is already very slow to react, not to mention that the other party's speed is still so fast at this time, and at the same time, a trace of viciousness flashes through in despair.

burst

The fork pierced through his chest through the black mist, and the three long spikes of the fork pierced through his chest.

This time he didn't scream, but grabbed the fork on his chest and held it tightly, the monk wanted to retract the fork, but when he exerted his strength, he found that he didn't take it back, and at this time, the monk who cultivated the demon attack looked at the car and smiled fiercely.

"Not good!"

He instinctively wanted to run away, and let go of the fork to escape, but it seemed a little late, and he saw that the monk's dark palm was already in front of his chest.

He was horrified, because he felt that the attack was extremely powerful, and if he was hit, the chances of survival were very small.

But it's a pity, now he has no way to stop this from happening, because just now he thought he was careless in order to trick the other party, and he was defenseless, and now it's too late to defend, his heart only feels that a cold breath has been enveloped, although the palm has not yet fallen on his body, but the dangerous feeling from above him has made him desperate, and he knows very clearly that this attack cannot be resolved by himself.

At the last moment

shout

A sword light roared and slashed at the palm of his hand with a swift and unobscure momentum, which broke off like papier-mâché.

The sudden change made him react in a state of panic, and when the monk who cultivated the Demon Attack was still sluggish, he slapped him directly on the head with a fierce palm.

The red and white minced meat ** was spilled on the ground, but at this time, a black miniature version of the person flew out of the corpse before he had time to react, and quickly escaped, at this time he was a little stunned, the monk's soul has seen a lot of snake species, but it is the first time that the speed is so fast, and it is too late to catch up, but at this time. has been fishing directly with a big hand, and this black soul has no power to resist and is caught.

Yang Chen didn't take a closer look, and when the slaughtering soul hadn't sent out any message begging for mercy, Yang Chen punched a few tricks on his body, sealed him, and put him in a jade bottle.

Yang Chen did all this because of the smooth flow, at first glance he was a veteran, the monk swallowed his saliva, and looked at Yang Chen with a wary face, this kind of person who collects other people's souls is not a person who is easy to mess with, because this kind of person is extremely vicious in dealing with things.

And people who dare to do such things are generally cautious, sneaky and secret, no one dares to be so blatant, some people who want to do this do not dare to collect so recklessly in front of everyone, at most it is directly destroyed, because in doing so, others will say that this is an evil way, for heaven and reason will not be tolerated, a big hat buttoned down, will be hunted down by those who claim to be upright and gentlemen. And now that Yang Chen is doing this, if he wants to kill himself here.

Knowing this time, this monk realized that Yang Chen in front of him couldn't see through it at all, this guy's few attacks were beyond his reach, this person was very dangerous, he was not his opponent, this was the feeling in his heart.

After Yang Chen dealt with himself, he looked at the monk in front of him and pondered, this monk saw Yang Chen looking at him, he was a little chilled, knowing that he was being targeted, and he was on guard with all his might.

Yang Chen scratched his head and asked a little blankly;

"That...... Excuse me, where is this?"

"Uh, oh, this is the eastern boundary of Moon Worship City, three thousand miles away from Moon Worship City. ”

"Thank you!"

Yang Chen turned around and left, leaving only a back, this one just looked at Yang Chen's back and wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

Looking at the two corpses on the ground, the monk shook his head, no longer thinking about today's events, but began to clean up the traces of the battle.