Chapter 11: Seventy-two Changes

A golden rain of swords fell from the sky, and thousands of golden sword qi killed hundreds of weasels. At the same time, a blue aura appeared in Tianxing's palm, and as Tianxing's palm was facing down, the blue aura continued to expand, forming a huge semicircular cover with a radius of two and a half kilometers. "Room・Slaughterhouse." Under the control of Tianxing, those weasels who were injured by the sword qi and had low strength were separated into several pieces by Tianxing, coupled with the joint attack of Bai Fei and Xuanyuan, these weasels, which were separated into several pieces, were like pieces of meat on the knife blade, and they turned into Xuanyuan their points without any resistance.

More than two hundred weasels contributed 1,500 points, but what left Xuanyuan speechless was that they made such a big noise and killed a small number of weasels. But the rest of the weasels completely ignored the five of them, they only had Sun Wukong in their eyes, and they all pounced on Sun Wukong, looking at their unhesitating appearance, people who don't know still think that between them and Sun Wukong, there is a deep blood feud in the sea of blood!

"Report to the boss, we are transparent, passerby A, ignored by the monsters." Xuanyuan glanced at him in a serious report, "I know, although I feel very uncomfortable, but it's okay, our purpose is to score points, and it's not good to be remembered by that guy Famuraz." Let's go, go to Sun Wukong, Jue and Tianxing, you find a chance to snatch the purple gourd. ”

Wearing a cheongsam with a Tai Chi pattern on his chest, Yingling could not rest assured that Sun Wukong, holding an exorcism sword, fought bloodily with the weasel. In the face of the ineffective exorcism sword of the rabbit monk, and in the face of the weasel that was only about the D level, he reaped a miraculous effect, and killed one with one move. fought his way into the encirclement and stood side by side with Sun Wukong, "Wukong, are you okay?" ”

"Stupid, didn't I tell you to stay inside?" "You're fighting alone, how can I stay still!" This answer made Sun Wukong very helpless, and he could only say one sentence, you are really disobedient! The situation in front of them made it impossible for the two of them to say a few more words, because the weasels in the entire town had already surrounded them, and the terrifying number made Sun Wukong feel a burst of pressure. I already had some scruples, but now that Yingling is by my side, I can't let go of it.

"More and more...... Annoying! In desperation, Sun Wukong had no choice but to use his most proud trick, the most classic scene on the screen. Pluck a pinch of monkey hair, put it to your mouth and blow it, and the monkey hair suddenly turns into a small monkey holding a stick.

"Wow, doppelganger!" Ying Ling and Jue saw this scene, and at the same time exclaimed in unison, Ying Ling was out of curiosity, and absolutely because he knew the preciousness of this doppelganger technique, which was an extension of the doppelganger technique from seventy-two changes, and the evaluation was S-level. Although this trick is good, the only pity is that it must be summoned on the spot with the help of body hair, blood and the like, as a medium, otherwise it will have to take ordinary effort. So basically, those who will use this trick are demons with excessive body hair, such as Sun Wukong, the Bull Demon King also uses this trick, but he uses blood, in Journey to the West, the Bull Demon King is to control the cow lice that suck his own blood.

The doppelganger technique extended from the seventy-two changes, each doppelganger has one-tenth of the strength of the deity, which sounds like the water body technique. However, it takes a lot of chakra to make a water body, and it can only make about three at a time, and the consumption of this kind of doppelganger technique is negligible. Sun Wukong made hundreds of little monkeys with a handful of monkey hair, and each little monkey singled out a weasel, and the battlefield was chaotic for a while, but in this way, Sun Wukong's pressure was greatly reduced.

The opposite of Sun Wukong is the rabbit monk, and his doppelganger technique is made by his own, gastric juice. Maybe it's because of the gastric juice, these clones are completely slimy and can't be shaped, and the whole mud can't support the wall, which makes Yingling constantly despise him. The most unbearable thing is that these doppelgangers also inherited the lustful surname of the rabbit monk, and actually drilled into Yingling's chest.

"Hate hate hate!" Ying Ling said as she used the exorcist sword to chop the rabbit monk's doppelganger, until she chopped the doppelganger and stopped moving, Ying Ling yelled at the rabbit monk: "Can't you do something useful?" Is it good to learn Wukong? The rabbit monk dug his ears and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll join the battle, it's okay!" ”

After that, the rabbit monk didn't know where to find a mace, shouted a surprise attack, and jumped to join the battle. Unexpectedly, as he joined the battle, the little monkey and the weasel, who were originally hostile relations, actually joined forces and beat the rabbit monk wildly. "Hey, you...... What are you doing! The rabbit monk complained frantically and yelled at Sun Wukong's clone, this is definitely a personal vendetta of the communiqué, absolutely.

"Rabbit, you're embarrassed!" A voice teased, it was Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan with burning flames in his arms, and the flames of his fists were mixed with purple flames, constantly burning the weasels around him. The rabbit face, which was already chubby, is now a little swollen, and the rabbit monk stuck out his tongue and said angrily: "Who are you, what does it matter to you!" ”

Looking at this cute fat rabbit, Xuanyuan couldn't help but be happy, and a brief smile appeared on his face. Immediately, Xuanyuan had to deal with the weasel that came up seriously. Along the way, the older Xuanyuan became, the more frightened he became, and at the same time realized his own shortcomings. Although the purple flame that could paralyze the nerves, Xuanyuan could already grasp it freely, and it became as big as a fist. However, the effect of the purple flame was not as good as Xuanyuan imagined, and in the face of the only D-level weasels, the fist-sized purple flame could only make them pause for three seconds.

The weasel's nerve reaction speed was indeed a little higher than that of Shi Zhixuan, but that trace of purple flame was enough to make Shi Zhixuan pause for a second. Why is it that the larger the portion, the less time it takes? While fighting, Regulus's brain was running at high speed, thinking about this question.

There are two answers, one is that there is a limit to the effect of the purple flame, and this limit is three seconds. And the other is that the race or the energy used is different, Shi Zhixuan is a human, although he is a martial arts master who far surpasses ordinary people, but he is still a person. And these huge weasels in front of them, which are the size of a person, are demons, and they have opened their minds for hundreds of years, and they have become refined for hundreds or even thousands of years, which cannot be explained according to science. Moreover, Shi Zhixuan uses True Qi, which is one level lower than True Yuan, and although the energy used by demons is called differently, it is at the same level as True Yuan in terms of quality.

Limit, at the beginning, Xuanyuan once took the absolute to do an experiment, and the absolute with the true yuan would also pause for a second, although the true yuan had a resisting effect, but the effect was not great. In other words, there is a limit to Xuanyuan's purple flame, and this limit is three seconds. Three seconds, a short three seconds, is enough to decide a life.

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