Chapter Eighty-Six: Strange... Monster......

"His strength is vain, it must be the cultivation of swallowing drugs to improve, and everyone will work together to take it down as soon as possible," Jiang Batian shouted at everyone, and joined hands to besiege Cheng Zhishu.

"Heh, it's not good for more people to bully less," Peng Xing shouted, came to Cheng Zhishu's side, and fought against Jiang Batian and the others together.

Even if Cheng Zhishu was promoted to the chakra realm with medicine, he had the strength to far surpass the five spirits of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and coupled with Peng Xing's real chakra realm cultivation, Jiang Batian and the others were quickly at a disadvantage.

Peng Xing alone is tired of coping, not to mention one more Cheng Zhishu who loses his mind and fights to the death.

Yue An also joined the battle in the chaos, but was stopped by Ma Qiufeng who was rushing from afar, and the two fought together, with the enmity between Yan He and Ma Fu, Ma Qiufeng's eyes were full of fierce light, and every move was very ruthless.

Among the group of people who exterminated Ma Mansion at the beginning, there was Yue An's figure.

Seeing this, Tang Yuan immediately had his own plan, turned around and attacked Cheng Zhishu at a very fast speed, attracting the latter's attention.

retreated while fighting, 'tricked' Cheng Zhishu out of the scope of the battle, and went towards the fighting platform in the backyard of the prison mansion.

"Be careful, he is very strong," Jiang Batian watched Tang Yuan take Cheng Zhishu away, and immediately understood his purpose.

"Take care of yourself first," Peng Xing dodged the round ball from Qu Lisu's flying sideways, and slapped Jiang Batian's shoulder with a palm, sending it flying.

"Leave me alone, kill together," Jiang Batian got up from the ground, wiped the blood and threw himself into the battlefield again.

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In the backyard of the prison mansion, after Tang Yuan led Cheng Zhishuzhan here, the people around him ran out when they saw this, for fear that they would be accidentally injured by these two evil gods, after all, there is a chakra realm and a spirit gathering five realms, and the scope of the two of them is not small.

If Lu Feng was here, he would definitely be surprised by Tang Yuan's cultivation speed, but he would not be surprised after seeing the changes in Tang Yuan's body and the price he paid.

Tang Yuan's beastly arm slammed to the ground, and then let out a hoarse roar of pain, and the beast gradually spread, extending from his right arm to his chest, left arm, legs, and back......

"Blame... Monster ......" A slow fledgling Bloodclan child who fell to one side of the stone wall.

Tang Yuan was really like a monster at the moment, there was no half-human appearance on his body, his body had more than doubled, his whole body was covered with ape-like hair, and his condensed muscles were like stones.

Like a gorilla made of various beasts!

That's the price you pay for your strength.

"Ding" Cheng Zhishu took out the spear and slammed it into the ground, as if he felt Tang Yuan's strength, and his eyes were full of war.

Although Tang Yuan became neither human nor beast, his consciousness was very clear, and his eyes became fierce after seeing the spear that Cheng Zhishu took out.

In his memory, Cheng Zhishu's spear head has a red tassel used to block blood and aesthetic effects, but at this moment, there is nothing but cold light at the spear head, and the cold light emits along the groove, and countless fine blood grooves are carved on the spear head.

Tang Yuan felt the aura of danger on the simple but sharp spear, although he was very confident in his body refining technique, he still didn't dare to carry it head-on, and he didn't have a weapon to take advantage of right now.

Tang Yuan dodged a long spur from Zhishu, jumped in front of the stone pillar on the side, forcibly pulled out a stone pillar the thickness of an arm, turned it into a stone stick and swung it over.

The spear turned against the stone stick in Tang Yuan's hand, and a fierce force burst out from the intersection of the two.

The head of the stone stick in Tang Yuan's hand was shattered, and the steel bars inside were exposed.

Tang Yuan was a little painful, rubbed his palms, and looked at Cheng Zhishu's safe and sound, his expression became cold.

"Liuhe gun, first type, fast gun," Cheng Zhishu popped out a few words in his mouth, and then the spear carried his hand and quickly stabbed at Tang Yuan.

"A few shots in one blow," Tang Yuan's eyes flickered, and his beastly body trembled suddenly, like an ape, and countless stick shadows swung out between the shaking of his right arm, resisting Cheng Zhishu's unstoppable attack.

Tang Yuan's beast at this moment is the first beast pill he cultivates the beast duel, it is a long-armed demon ape, what he has learned from it is a set of monkey fists, which can swing dozens of punches in a very short period of time, which is extremely destructive, although he is holding a stone stick at the moment, it does not affect the play of his skills, and a few sticks are attacked in a short breath, which is not weaker than the downwind.

A trace of surprise flashed in Cheng Zhishu's eyes, and there was a hint of seriousness in his blood-red eyes, he withdrew his spear and turned his offensive, and said: "Liuhe gun, second type, broken gun." ”

This is a set of martial arts with guns and sticks, guns and sticks are one, and they are sealed and split with great strength, which makes people powerless to resist.

Tang Yuan took half a step back, watching Cheng Zhishu's style change quickly and couldn't help but show a smile, he had never encountered such an opponent since he cultivated the beast duel, every time he could end the battle with the power of a beast, he had no chance to try the flexible battle transformation between various beast powers, this was a dangerous but excellent opportunity.

"Do you compare your strength with me?" Tang Yuan laughed secretly, how can a person compare to a beast, the second beast pill of his beast is a strong King Kong bear, and the strength contained in it is terrifying.

"Bang" Cheng Zhishu's spear fiercely slashed towards the top of Tang Yuan's head, Tang Yuan unhurriedly raised his hand to stop the stone stick rung, the splashing gravel set off the smoke and dust on the field, and the stone stick in Tang Yuan's hand was only the steel bar in the middle, and the stone on its surface had been shattered.

Although Cheng Zhishu's spear was made of fine iron, there were also some grooves under the collision of such force, and both of them were numb from the shock, compared to Tang Yuan's injury, after all, he had not a weak body refining technique, and his body strength far exceeded Cheng Zhishu.

"There are two moments," Cheng Zhishu's blood-red eyes seemed to have a trace of reason, and shouted at Tang Yuan: "Try my trick again, Liuhe Gun, Third Style, Phantom Gun." ”

Cheng Zhishu's words fell, his body moved, he lunged out, and jumped towards Tang Yuan with a very graceful frame, and the spear in his hand sometimes swept and sometimes struck vertically, changing quickly.

Tang Yuan looked at the fierce spear shadow and a few cat whiskers appeared on his face, he had never learned any varied martial arts, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while, so in a hurry, he used the third beast pill of the beast duel, the immortal spirit cat.

The undead spirit cat is a very fast reaction spirit beast, when he first hunted him, Tang Yuan spent nearly half a year, it was impossible to capture him head-on, and finally relied on traps to successfully hunt, and what he realized from it was a martial art based on defense and dodge.

Although Cheng Zhishu's spear is vertical and varied, Tang Yuan can also dodge them one by one with his cat-like reaction speed, and after a long time, he was stunned that no matter how much the gun path changes, Tang Yuan who has not been injured is half a point, and Tang Yuan is also tired of defense and can't pull out his hand to fight back, and the two are deadlocked.

Cheng Zhishu stabbed the spear, circled around and returned to his hand, took out a wine gourd when the spear left his hand, and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth, and his marksmanship changed again, "Fourth style, drunk gun." ”

Looking at Cheng Zhishu's elegant figure, the spear as unpredictable as a swimming dragon, Tang Yuan felt the aura of danger for the first time, hid the spirit cat beast power, let out a mouse-like scream, turned sideways and flashed the spear, and a small cut was pierced in his arm.

"It's so dangerous, fortunately, there is a body refining technique, otherwise this arm is afraid to be useless," Tang Yuan stabilized his body, tapped the ground with his toes, took the initiative for the first time, and collapsed towards Tang Yuan, throwing the steel bars in his hand like a fish shuttle in mid-air.

Cheng Zhishu turned over one hundred and eighty degrees, the steel bar crossed his cheek, his heel slammed into the ground, and he shot back against Tang Yuan's flying figure, and when he was about to stab Tang Yuan with a shot, he found that there was no trace of Tang Yuan, and his heart tightened, and he stabbed back with a horse pistol behind him.

Tang Yuan was casting his fourth beast pill, Phantom Mouse, a spirit beast with a special method to conceal its body, and what Tang Yuan realized and learned was a move to change shapes and shadows, flashing behind the enemy with skillful steps.

"What a quick reaction," Tang Yuan saw that he was about to slap Cheng Zhishu on the back of the head with a palm, but he felt a sharp gun wind, and he had to give up the offensive and dodge.

Although Cheng Zhishu relied on a special way to ascend to the chakra realm, his comprehensive strength was still almost the same as Tang Yuan, and they all stayed at the level of the five spirits gathering spirits, so after hundreds of rounds of battles between the two, it was still difficult to tell the winner.

"The fifth style, the shape of the gun," Cheng Zhishu's footwork is light and smart, and he showed the fifth type of the Liuhe gun, which is a set of martial arts that uses footwork to match the spear attack, and gives full play to the ingenuity of the spear.

Tang Yuan also has a good body style, the fifth beast pill comes from a hundred-legged spirit fox, this is a very cunning fox, not born with a hundred feet, but people's 'praise' for it, even a hundred feet are difficult to reach the speed of the spirit fox.

Tang Yuan's huge beast body displayed a flexible 'beautiful' foxtrot, which was really a bit weird, but it was very useful in front of him, and the battle between the two of them was also indistinguishable.

So far, both sides have a sense of sympathy between masters, but their positions are different, and today they will definitely decide whether to win or lose.

"You can force me to use the sixth form, you are proud enough," Cheng Zhishu laughed wildly, "But it can only end here, you can't take this trick." ”

"Hexagram Gun, Ultimate, Shadow Gun. ”

If there is no shadow of the gun, how can we talk about resistance and prevention?

Tang Yuan gathered his strength to comprehend the shadow of the gun, but as Cheng Zhishu said, he couldn't find the shadow of the gun, and he couldn't catch this move.

In a hurry, the technique of refining the body worked to the extreme, and the body regressed, and the Dinghai Golden Bell opened the talisman.

"Ding..." The spear quickly stabbed on the golden bell, shaking Tang Yuan several meters out and hitting the stone fence.

"Psychics!?"

Tang Yuan was shocked in his heart, the power of Cheng Zhishu's last move had reached the level of spiritual skills, if it weren't for his body refining technique and the Golden Bell Protector, this shot would definitely kill him.