-Heavenly Veil Behemoth Purgatory-

"Hey! Will we lose it? Fist asked Taylor, the darkness around him allowed him to see only Taylor beside him, and beyond that, there was an endless darkness, and from the darkness in front of him came some low, hoarse roars, and Fist knew that it was all the low roar of the Yaksha. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"No, he's in front, and he's already a lot slower than before, and he seems to want to tempt us forward! By the way, be careful, we have completely entered the territory of the Yakshas, and I think we have entered their lair, and there are dozens of Yaksha around them, and the further they go, the more their numbers slowly increase, and those Alice and Gareth are no longer few. But they just looked at us viciously and didn't attack, and they didn't stop us from advancing, as if they were waiting for the order to attack! Taylor shook his head and looked at the Yaksha around him, saying that unlike Yaksha, who could only hear the sound of the Yaksha's low roar, he was able to see the figures of the Yaksha in his eyes.

"Looks like we've hit the jackpot this time! This time it's the right time! Fist was not afraid of the yaksha in Taylor's mouth, but became even more excited.

"He stopped, quick! Let's catch up with him! Taylor said suddenly, the preacher he perceived was no longer moving, and Taylor immediately quickened his pace and rushed forward, his fist following him closely.

The GBL cultist in dark black clothing was now standing on a high ground, and around the high ground were a large number of Yakshas, from the most ordinary brown yaksha to the high-level Allist, there were more than two hundred, a small place was slightly crowded by them, and beside the GBL cult stood a huge black yakshatra, his figure was one size bigger than Allist, and the muscles on his strong body seemed to explode. The GBL cultist had already taken the black book that appeared to be an ecclesiastes in his hands, and he spread it out, and black breath rose from it.

"Are you having a banquet? I guess it's not your staple food, right? Looking at the Yaksha who gradually surrounded him, even Taylor couldn't help but vomit, but the Yaksha obviously didn't understand his complaint, and still pressed on Fist and Taylor step by step, and from the white liquid hanging from their mouths and the naked longing in their eyes, it was easy to conclude that Taylor was the staple food of the Yakshas.

"I just want to make sure that the book in your hand is not malicious! I know a friend who also teaches in the GBL, and now we are planning to go on a crusade against Lotus, hoping to get your help! Looking at the Yakshas, who couldn't understand the words, he had no choice but to turn to the GBL cultist who was standing on the high ground.

However, the GBL cultists did not sell Taylor's account, he silently lowered his head and recited the incantation, and as the incantations in his mouth came and went, the speed at which the Yakshakas surrounded Taylor also accelerated.

"Hmmm! The negotiation failed, and it seemed that the problem had to be solved by force, and I should have understood from the beginning that there were no conditions to negotiate with these brainless fools, it was just a waste of saliva! Taylor shrugged in frustration.

"Wait a minute, you have to stay by my side, you may not be able to effectively attack these yaksha if you can't see anything!" Taylor said to the fist beside him, and the magic in his body jumped rapidly, and a trace of magic came out of his body.

"You'd better worry about yourself! You're so thin that you're going to be easily torn apart by the Yakshas, and I don't think they'll attack you! Because you have so little flesh on your body that it's not enough for them to stuff their teeth, just watch my performance! "Punches don't sell Taylor's account, and rushed towards the Nakshatras, like a leopard galloping in the night.

"Be careful!" Taylor shouted at the reckless punch that rushed out, how could he deal with the Yaksha with his eyes that he couldn't see the monster, and the Yaksha, who was used to living in the dark, could see him clearly, and sure enough, five Yaksha had already rushed up around the fist.

Raised claws, protruding spikes, sharp teeth as sharp as a sword...... The Yaksha attacked the fist with their most lethal part, and saw that the punch was about to be hit, and if it was attacked by such a sharp part of the Yakshas, the human body with the punch would either be seriously injured or killed.

But to Taylor's surprise, before the rescue magic in his hand could be launched, the fist was sensitive enough to dodge the attacks of the Yakshas, whose claws and spikes only grazed the hem of the fist, and their sharp teeth could only bite a mouthful of air.

Taylor was surprised to forget that he still had a magic bullet to fire in his hand, "Isn't he invisible?" Why is it so easy to dodge the motives of the Yakshas, and every dodge is just right, without a trace of mud and water! What the? This guy actually has his eyes closed? ”

Yes, Fist is now swinging left and right among the Yaksha with his eyes closed, although the number of Yaksha surrounding him has risen to ten, but it still does not cause any inconvenience to Fist, he still looks relaxed, and even jokingly pats the Yaksha on the shoulder to ask them to give them some strength.

"Brother Feng Zhen's method of perceiving the flow of the wind is really good!" Fist in the heart of the secret said. The reason why Fist was able to dodge all of Yaksha's attacks with his eyes closed was due to Feng Zhen.

When Long Ming and the others went to the Tower of Delusion, the fist was not idle, and he kept pestering Feng Zhen to cultivate, Feng Zhen was really annoyed, so he taught him the "flow of wind" that was difficult to master, the power of nature is not so easy to feel, and the difficulty of perceiving the breath of nature is not at all under the flow of perceiving magic power. The thought of finally being able to rest Feng Zhen was refreshed, but I didn't expect that the fist had never seen himself tied to a tree that grew on the cliff, and there were winds of different sizes blowing on the towering cliff at any time, there was a violent wind, and there was also a gentle breeze, and it was really a good place to feel the flow of the wind. After two days of not eating or drinking, the "flow of the wind" that was difficult to grasp in Feng Zhen's heart was actually mastered by the fist like this, and the returning fist continued to pester Feng Zhen to give him cultivation, as for what he practiced later, only the fist himself knew.

"Enough warm-up, then it's my turn to fight back, you don't want to fall down so easily!" The fist body leaned back and flashed a flying spur launched by Yaksha and said, with both hands, the two yellow Oriental sticks appeared in his hands again, and the fist grabbed the top of the Oriental stick from the bottom up, the tip of the Oriental stick just hit the jaw of the Yaksha, and the Yaksha was punched back a few steps, and his mouth was instantly covered with blood.

"I'm sorry! The force is not well controlled, but your teeth should be replaced after using them for so long, right?! There will be no charge this time! Punch said to the Yaksha who had been knocked out of several teeth by him.

Seeing their companions being humiliated like this, the Yakshas, who rarely rallied together, rushed towards their fists in a rage, screaming that they wanted to be torn to pieces!

Feeling the Yaksha rushing up with murderous aura, the fist finally got serious, although the fist was closed with his eyes, but he could completely understand the movements of the yaksha through the flow of the wind, and suddenly the attack of the yaksha was simulated in his head.

The fist jumped and dodged the sharp claws that the Yaksha had drawn from all directions, "Eagle step! "The fist in the air is like an eagle with wings spread and flying in the air, and the eagle stretches its claws and keeps stepping on the head of the Yaksha. The Yakshas, who were hit, felt only dizzy in their heads, and staggered in place.

After going around the Yaksha head, he thrust the Oriental stick in his hand into the ground, and then supported his whole body with one hand, spinning quickly like a spinning top and kicking the surrounding Yaksha out one by one. The Yaksha who were kicked away either hit their companions or hit the rock wall, and blood flowed from it.

After cleaning up a dozen Yakshas, the fist did not stop, and continued to kill towards the Yaksha who surrounded him, the oriental stick in his hand was danced by him impenetrable, and a dull sound came out of the Yaksha's body, as if it was struck on a rubber drum, and for a time the fist was like a lion out of prison unstoppable.

Seeing that the fist was so heroic, Taylor didn't have to continue to pay attention to him, Taylor even felt a little pity for those Yaksha who had met such a hot-blooded guy, if Ling Feng and Long Ming would let them die a happy death! Where would you want to punch them like this and attack them like this.

"Then I should snatch that book too! Although I don't really like this way, I believe that I can still do a good job by returning to my old business! Taylor said self-deprecatingly, remembering the dark history of his previous life, but now the situation is different, and now doing such things is no longer to satisfy his own selfish desires, but for his companions, something he has never had in his previous life.