Chapter Thirty-Three: Fighting Venom
The four Changhong who came from a distance sat at the front, and these were the four elders.
In the end, the evil aura that swept through the sky from a distance was the sect master Blood Kill, who sat in the middle position, his face expressionless, his eyes closed, and it seemed that nothing could be placed in the eyes of Blood Kill.
"Now that everyone has arrived, let's talk about the rules of this year, this time we will put you in the form of projections in an illusory space for competition."
"The location is in a forest, which is conducive to practicing everyone's ability to conceal, and the number of kills is used as the criterion for this assessment."
"In addition, unlike in the past, the old man also projected some of the divine beasts in the Divine Beast Forest into this forest this time. Therefore, you should not only pay attention to the hidden monks, but also pay attention to the divine beasts that rush out at any time. ”
After the old man in the yellow robe finished speaking, the monks in the square heard the sound of discussion.
"It seems that the difficulty this time is not small, and there are divine beasts participating, so it seems that the odds of winning have decreased again."
"Yes, it seems that there is no hope of entering the inner door, so let's continue to wait for the next batch of assessments."
"Hmph, monks are originally going against the sky, and they must be ready to deal with any uncontrollable factors at any time." Huoyunzi spoke angrily.
Then the sentimental monks all shut their mouths, and the arena fell silent.
The old man in the yellow robe shook his head helplessly, and then with a wave of his big sleeves, a thick fog rose from the square, that is, it took five breaths to envelop the entire square.
Shen Feng in the crowd also raised his vigilance, although he knew that this was a preparation for the assessment, but Shen Feng was still ready to deal with the accident.
When Shen Feng inhaled the dense fog, he felt that his consciousness was slowly detaching from his body until he lost consciousness.
Time passed little by little, Shen Feng felt that he was floating in mid-air, everything around him was dark, and he couldn't feel the existence of his body at all, I don't know how long it had passed, Shen Feng felt a suction pulling him.
Shen Feng fell into a whirlpool, and then Shen Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that he was in a forest, and the sunlight was blocked by tall trees, making it very dark.
In this environment, it is also a great test for the monk's heart.
"This spell is indeed powerful, and it can separate the consciousness from the physical body." Shen Feng looked around vigilantly.
In the square outside, all the monks fell into a coma, which was done with the help of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of the Demon Moon Sect.
Above the square, a huge mirror formed by magic floated in mid-air, and the square was filled with monks watching the excitement, and there were many dim points of light in the mirrors, which represented the monks in the woods.
These dim points of light gradually brightened, indicating that some monks were beginning to wake up, but there were also some points of light that disappeared completely before they were lit, indicating that the projection had been killed.
The projection teleportation is random, and some monks have been wiped out by the awakened monks before they wake up, so this assessment is also unfair, because it takes some luck to survive.
Shen Feng, who was in a projection state, woke up relatively early, so he had time to hide himself, he knew that this time he would become the target of many monks, and these monks must also have their own means to find themselves, so he would wait for these monks to take the initiative to send them to the door.
Sure enough, less than half a stick of incense passed, a monk appeared in Shen Feng's divine sense, and this monk was killed by Shen Feng the moment he appeared, and he probably didn't know how he failed.
In this way, there were seven or eight pressure-free battles here in Shen Feng, and all of them were killed with one blow, but Shen Feng did not dare to relax at this time, because the two monks who had been reminded by Xiao Long before would soon come.
Around the square outside, in the eyes of the monks who watched the excitement, there was a picture that when a point of light moved to the area of Shenfeng, it would disappear immediately, which attracted the attention of some monks.
Of course, there are a few points of light in this situation, obviously these are people with good strength, and the four elders in the stands did not show the slightest emotion because of these things, and the sect master always closed his eyes.
Shen Feng can't know the situation in the outside world, of course he doesn't care, what he needs to do is to become the top of this assessment.
At this moment, a poisonous needle shot towards Shen Feng, and Shen Feng tilted his head to the other side, and then turned around to dodge the poisonous needle's attack.
"Hehe, I'm a little capable, but that's it, and that's it, your survival time is over now." The person who spoke was a monk with a crooked back, and he smiled with a mouthful of yellowed teeth.
Shen Feng did not respond to the monk, but stared at him with a blank face.
The monk with his back bent thought that Shen Feng was frightened, so he didn't dare to move, so he pinched out a seal with both hands, and a dark black sphere instantly appeared in his palm
"Seeing that you are so honest, I will give you a good time, and let your bones be gone."
The monk with his back bent smiled evilly before throwing the dark black orb at Shen Feng.
The dark black sphere quickly grew limbs in midair, followed by a head, revealing a tiger-like shape and pounced on Shen Feng.
Shen Feng instantly pulled out the Purple Light Willow Moon Sword and shot out a sword qi, splitting his body in two the moment it came into contact with the tiger-like venom, spilling it all over the ground.
Then the scattered venom condensed again and pounced on Shen Feng in the shape of a tiger, and the ground on which the tiger venom fell became a scorched earth.
"Hehe, I've investigated your details before, you're good at close-range attacks, and my magic spells are designed to restrain you." The old man with a crooked back laughed and spoke.
Shen Feng and Tiger Venom fought together, although they could break up the venom with a single blow, but each time the venom would recondense, even if Shen Feng was not touched by the venom, he would be tired.
When Shen Feng fought with the tiger venom, the monk with his bent back would shoot out a hidden weapon with venom from time to time, and Shen Feng dodged it.
Shen Feng also saw the fighting style of the monk with a bent back, but he was not in a hurry, he still struck with a sword as usual, and his pace was also chaotic and orderly, slowly approaching the monk with a bent back.
"Although I don't know what medicine is sold in your kid's gourd, you will never be able to defeat me." The monk with his back bent pondered in his mind.
When Shen Feng fought with Tiger Venom for half a stick of incense, Shen Feng uttered the first words of the engagement
"You say, you're very good at using poison, so I wonder if you're going to be poisoned by the venom you refined yourself?"