Chapter 879: Killing the Purple Corpse

To be honest, my use of Gangbu is not very skilled and powerful.

The reason for this is probably the reason why I started late, I was only exposed to these things at the age of seven or eight, and by the time I made a little progress in my steps, I was already twelve or thirteen years old, and compared to the people who were born in this environment in front of me, my start was extremely late.

An obvious example is Xiao Yizi.

He's only two years older than me, but his strength is much stronger than mine, and to be honest, if it weren't for luck and Nobita's help, I wouldn't have been Xiao Yizi's opponent in terms of fists and feet.

I know this very well, so I have never dared to be presumptuous.

I don't know why my grandfather suddenly opened his mind to let me practice Gangbu and Ghost Doctor Fist and Ning Family Technique, maybe until I was seven or eight years old, he had always been in a hesitant and difficult choice, so I started later than these children of the same age.

But I also have my strengths, and my advantage is that I learn things very quickly and I am very inspired!

Speaking of inspiration, this is almost the strongest of all my strengths, I can detect subtle clues before others, and I can also detect the opponent's movements and intentions when facing the enemy.

For example, the purple corpse in front of him, his steps seemed to be jumping, and it seemed to be floating, in short, it was very fast.

I stepped up, and after a quick step, Tiangang's righteous qi had already been superimposed several layers, and I was already able to keenly feel some visions of the soles of the purple corpse's feet.

Jump, float, lean forward!

That's the rule!

That's right! What I was inspired to perceive was the law!

Everything in this world has a law, and the movement of the purple corpse's feet is also a law, just as the Gangbu under my feet also has a law.

A thought gradually became clear in my mind, as if the direction of the step on the soles of my feet and its flu were inherently created to deal with these evil cults!

In other words, no matter how much I take a step, it will bring damage to these evil cults, it just depends on how I use this step to maximize its effect, and whether I can increase this damage to the maximum.

Feeling the other party's pattern, I felt as if I had opened my mind, and touched the threshold of my father's previous footwork, I couldn't do his high depth dΓΉ that could block the speed of the silver corpse by stomping his feet, but I could use a slightly rough method.

What's more, what I'm facing is not a silver corpse, but a purple corpse that is much worse than a silver corpse!

My slightly rough way is - my father stomped on it, I didn't want to stomp a few more!

So I lifted my left leg and stomped it down hard, then I raised it high and stomped it down again!

One-footed, two-legged, three-legged......

I stomped my feet desperately, not caring about the flow of air in my body and the superimposed spread of the qi on the ground, and when I felt a little numb in my legs, I found that the body of the purple corpse actually stopped in the air, and swam towards me with great difficulty.

That's right, it's swimming, like a spacewalk in weightlessness, every movement is difficult and slow.

Uncle, this is the effect?

I knew that my next move was to rush forward, grab the arm of the purple corpse like my father, and then give Yalai a shoulder throw very domineeringly.

But I moved, and my body shook, and I almost fell.

His uncle, if you use too much force, your legs will be numb!

Don't ask me why I'm numb, you stomp you too.

It doesn't matter if my legs are numb, but this time I dissipated my strength, my whole body was crooked, and the situation that was finally formed disappeared all at once, and the Gang Qi slowly dispersed, and the purple corpse lost the suppressed state of the Gang Qi, and slowly fell to the ground, a little strange, but I reacted immediately, pounced, and stuck my neck!

No way! It's called pretending to be forced to be what it is? Why am I so miserable?

Seeing that the purple corpse knocked me down, I kicked my feet and directly came into a rabbit fighting eagle posture, kicking the purple corpse's body a few inches away.

It's only a few inches, this purple corpse is fundamentally different from the flying corpses, corpses, and walking corpses I encountered before, his body is like a steel plate, heavy and hard, and being able to kick away this few inches is still the reason why I desperately carry a few unfinished qi under my feet.

I finally understood why there was such a happy look of Chao Youxi who had a walking corpse with him, a purple corpse was so powerful, and that silver corpse was so powerful?

I felt my father's strength more intuitively, destroying the purple corpse with a snap of his fingers, destroying the silver corpse in a moment, and blowing up the golden corpse with one punch, is this still a human being?

Uh, it seems like scolding him is scolding myself......

The difference between anyone is really big, they are all surnamed Ou, my father abused these corpses as if they were playing, how could I be abused and played?

At this moment, I kicked the purple corpse, but instead of letting go of my neck, he leaned over and bit my neck.

Naturally, I couldn't let Ya's trick succeed, so with a flick of my hand, I also took out my golden knife to ward off evil spirits, and stabbed it hard at the heart of this purple corpse.

The purple corpse felt the power of the golden knife in my hand, and actually released his palm extremely quickly, and jumped back violently, dodging my knife.

"Your uncle, Lao Tzu's hero is not a bad seed, bullying me? No way! ”

I was also angry with this purple corpse, and I took a step again.

This time I have experience, and I started to step out in a circle around the purple corpse, and the layers of Tiangang righteousness instantly encircled the purple corpse in the middle, and his actions were gradually disturbed by the Gang Qi, and began to slow down.

I walked around him quickly, and when the qi on the soles of my feet restrained his movements to the point that it was difficult to move, I did not hesitate to beat the water dog - the golden knife to ward off evil spirits pierced its heart!

When our family's ancestral dark sword poked at this purple corpse, black qi lingered, and this purple corpse instantly turned into ashes.

When my golden knife pierced it, it made a squeaking sound, as if his uncle's had been fried in oil.

I don't know what kind of reaction this is, anyway, this purple corpse turned into a puddle of stinky corpse oil in front of my eyes, like a large piece of fried lard!

And my little golden knife to ward off evil spirits was also covered with a layer of corpse oil and turned black.

I feel this distress in my heart, it is obvious that the little golden knife to ward off evil spirits is not used to deal with these zombies, and I seem to have wasted some resources.

My father shook his body at this time, appeared in front of me, grabbed the small golden knife and wiped it twice, and said: "It's a pity, this knife, this ancient weapon needs to be kept for at least two years." ”

When he said this, I felt even more distressed. R1148