Chapter 80: The Hermit
The sense of crisis of death in his heart made the tall young man's face change slightly, but then he gritted his teeth viciously, and a fierce aura surged up on his face!
No matter how strong this ghost slayer is, it's just a tempered body eightfold! After swallowing the Crazy Pill, it is almost enough to match the ninefold peak of the tempered body at this moment! Separated by a realm, what is there to be afraid of!
Thinking of this, the tall young man's face became even more hideous, and he roared angrily: "Boy, don't pretend to be a ghost for me, give me your life ......"
Boom!
However, before he finished speaking, two crisp sounds like firecrackers bursting suddenly sounded, and in the same instant, a fist shadow was as fast as light and shadow, carrying a terrifying power like thunder, bursting the air and suddenly blasting out!
Two rings, a million heavenly fists!
Burst!
In an instant, the power is here!
The tall young man's body was suddenly shattered, flesh and blood flew sideways, and only the intact lower body remained, and he ran out for a distance due to inertia, and then fell to the ground weakly.
Another punch, a man who swallowed the Crazy Pill!
Die directly!
pinched the opponent's battle card, and the bounty on Xia Xuan's body soared to 80,000!
Standing up slowly, Xia Xuan exhaled a breath of turbidity, glanced at the dead and silent audience, and then said indifferently: "Next." ”
“......”
Looking at the tall young man's corpse that was once again torn apart by the violent force, everyone was stunned in place, and for a while, no one dared to speak back!
At this moment, this originally noisy and restless fighting battlefield was as if it was empty, and even the sound of needles hitting the ground could be clearly heard, and all the reasons were because of the ghost-faced figure standing in the center of the field, surrounded by scattered corpses, like a bloody Shura.
The silence lasted for a long time, and finally, a voice with a slight disdain sneered slowly sounded: "Huh, you group of people, have been in this battle for so long?
Such sneering words were particularly clear in this silent venue, and everyone suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the place where the voice came from, only to find that it was empty with some astonishment.
And, when everyone turned their heads a little confused, everyone's pupils shrank uncontrollably, and a look of horror appeared on their faces!
Because, in the center of the battlefield, there was already a figure of a person at this moment, it was a thin man, covered by a somewhat tattered gray robe, and his face was full of gloom and fierceness.
No one knows when this person played?!
Terrifying speed!
"Hermit, he's a hermit!"
Someone recognized the identity of the thin man and exclaimed.
"The Divine Hermit?!He's the one some time ago, after winning five consecutive victories, he suddenly disappeared again?!"
"Shhh...... What a terrifying speed, when did he play?!Why didn't I feel the slightest movement?"
“......”
An exclamation came into his ears in the field, and Xia Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the thin man in front of him who was staring at him with a strange smile.
"Boy, you're pretty good. ”
The thin man known as the Divine Hermit smiled grimly and said hoarsely.
"Each other. ”
Xia Xuan spoke lightly. The speed of the man in front of him was indeed quite extraordinary, and even he was slightly shocked in his heart.
"It's almost time for the end of all the prestige you had before, right?
The god smiled hoarsely, revealing the yellow and ugly teeth in his mouth, and his body exuded a gloomy aura, looking like a monster in human form.
"If you want my life, it depends on how many pounds you have. ”
After the grimace mask, Xia Xuan smiled slightly, but a touch of coldness slowly rose up in his smile.
"Hehe, I'm interested in the bounty on your head and the spirit coins on your battle card. And the prey I set my sights on has never been able to escape. ”
The hermit laughed strangely, and a flash of extreme greed and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. And as his words fell, that strange smile suddenly froze on his face, and then, suddenly, the figure of the hermit slowly dissipated, as if it had been blown by the wind.
The scene in front of him made De Xia Xuan's pupils shrink suddenly, and his body moved sideways to the left like a ghost.
And almost as soon as his figure left the place, a sharp wind suddenly crossed it, leaving a gap in his grimace mask, and debris flew everywhere!
Glancing at the sudden gap in the mask, Xia Xuan's eyes were also slightly solemn.
What a speed!
If he hadn't reacted extremely quickly just now, Fang Cai's blow would have pierced his throat directly, killing him on the spot!
"Hehe, it's really a good skill, and I can see through my divine steps. When I performed this divine retreat, there was no blood in the people, and now you are the only one who has killed you. ”
Behind him, the thin figure of the hermit suddenly appeared, staring at Xia Xuan's figure faintly, the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger, and he said gloomily: "Being able to avoid my divine retreat really makes me want to kill you more and more, ghost killing boy." ”
Obviously, after being flashed by Xia Xuan's own lore blow, this hermit felt that his dignity was provoked!
Xia Xuan turned around and didn't say a word. But the chill in his dark eyes became even more intense.
......
In the field, the Hermit's blow was as fast as a flash, and it was completed in a flash of lightning, so that the audience could not react.
After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at the two figures standing opposite each other again in the field, someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said with some horror: "Look, that ghost kills ...... Isn't it hurt?!"
As soon as these words came out, a large number of people's eyes suddenly stared, gathered on the slender figure with a grimace, and sure enough, they saw that the grimace mask on his face was missing, which was quite obvious!
Obviously, if it weren't for this grimace mask, there would have been an extra blood mark on the face behind the mask!
"This hermit is really strong!
In the audience, someone muttered in horror.
The previous performance of ghost killing already had some sense of conquering them. Because, some people with a heart can notice that four consecutive one-punch kills, the figure of the ghost killer has been standing in place from beginning to end, and has not moved!
However, at this moment, this ghost slayer not only moved his body, but also suffered trauma!
And that's just the first blow of the Hermit!
The ghost killing that seemed to be an invincible existence before was completely defeated!
How can they not marvel!
"This ghost killing, it seems that it is going to be arrogant!"
"Hehe, sure enough, it's even better than the hermit. ”
"This ghost killing is just a silver wax spear head. I really thought that if I won the first few wastes, I would be able to be arrogant here. A real strong man came, and his true form was immediately revealed. ”
And among the audience, there were also some people who were quite dissatisfied with Xia Xuan's arrogant attitude before, and when they saw that he seemed to have suffered a loss now, they immediately sneered and sneered.
In the audience, the black-robed man leaned on the back of his chair, and his gaze shot from under the hood also had a dignified look.
For Xia Xuan's strength, he never had the slightest doubt. Its terrifying attack and destructive power, even if he saw it, he felt extremely amazed and admired.
However, perhaps because Xia Xuan's destructive power was too strong, his cultivation skills were all related to frontal combat, and speed and body skills did not seem to be what he was good at.
However, the terrifying speed of this hermit seemed to be just enough to restrain him! No matter how powerful and destructive the power was, it would be meaningless if it couldn't hit anyone!
Although it was just a face-to-face encounter, the eyes of the black-robed man were a little solemn.
This ...... Looks like there's some trouble.
In the middle of the field, the hermit licked his lips bloodthirstily, and then, like a ghost, he once again stormed out.
Looking at the gray shadow approaching at great speed, Xia Xuan suddenly shook his legs and swept out. However, the whip leg with terrifying power lost its target just as it was about to hit the gray shadow.
Swish!
The gray shadow disappeared abruptly as if it flashed, and then Xia Xuan felt a sudden pain in his shoulder, and a stream of blood splattered over.
At the same time, the grim sarcastic laughter of the hermit sounded in his ears.
"Boy, your attack is too slow!"