Chapter 18: Sandstorm Scorpion

"How is that possible?"

This was Shen Chai's first reaction when he saw the source of the danger, not because of his huge size, but because he couldn't believe that he could see creatures in such a region.

You know, this is the center of the Chiyan Sand, an extremely evil place, whether it is the extreme heat or the impenetrable rolling sand and rocks, you can casually kill the creatures that break in, if it is not supported by the secret medicine, Shen Chase will not be able to get here.

And how did the guy in front of him survive in such a treacherous place?

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The harsh noise came from the wind and sand, like two pieces of iron rubbing at high speed, and it seemed that it should have come from the big scorpion.

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen a living thing for a long time, the big scorpion in front of me was extremely excited, and when he missed, two rows of giant feet swiped and rushed over directly, and the ground immediately shook violently, and Shen Chai, who was some distance away, could clearly feel it.

Don't think about it anymore, Shen Chai pulled out the shoddy big sword behind him, in this terrain, he can't run, he can only fight head-on.

"Huh!" Before the huge scorpion arrived, the "long whip" arrived first, above Shen Chai's head, and attacked in the air, cutting through the surrounding sand and gravel, as if a string of sparks emerged.

Shen Chai's condensed eyes, there was no trace of panic, and he stared at the "long whip" tightly, as if at this moment, time and space had slowed down.

To be precise, time slowed down in Shen Chai's eyes, and at the limit, he moved, twisted his body and flipped the big sword at an incredible angle, and then slammed it on the scorpion tail.

If someone with a high realm was present, he would definitely be able to see that the instantaneous counterattack actually slashed the iron sword at the weak point of a joint in the scorpion tail!

But I don't know if Shen Chai underestimated the sturdiness of the giant scorpion's body, or if the shoddy iron sword was too rough after all, and failed to cut off the scorpion's tail, but was knocked into the sky by this huge mutual force.

The iron sword was in the air, and as the person stroked again, it rotated and rotated, forming a sharp whirlwind, no matter how rough it was, under this speed and borrowing force, it would form a considerable degree of destructive power.

The next moment, the whirlwind rushed towards the giant scorpion's body, its brown and round head.

It turned out that Shen Chai's blow didn't want to cut off the scorpion's tail at all, but to use his strength to build momentum, and the person was knocked into the air, which was calculated from the beginning, and the picture was the body of the giant scorpion!

This scene fully demonstrates Shen Chai's understanding of the weapon in his hand, the shoddy and generous sword, since he can't use accurate sword skills, then I will smash it, and it is not an ordinary smash!

The sword flipped into a violent hurricane in the air with the momentum, and was about to crash into the face of the rushing giant scorpion, however, Shen Chai saw an emotion in the eyes of this huge monster, which was... Banter?

Shen Chai had a bad premonition, but it was too late to change, so he could only go head-on.

"Bang!"

The brown head should have been chopped by Shen Chase's big sword, but it was ruthlessly blocked, and the carapace next to its giant scorpion head suddenly stretched out, and it was instantly covered with barbs, and it was horizontal in front of the big sword.

After blocking this blow, those barbs stretched out again, and they were about to pierce Shen Chai's chest and abdomen, but fortunately, his return hand bounced away in time to avoid a great crisis.

Leaning back to the ground, Shen Chai saw the whole picture of the giant scorpion, the form was extremely exaggerated, in addition to being huge and vicious, the shell seemed to not belong to the category of living beings, shining with a strange gray light, as if it was the color of the artifact.

There is also an evil aura that entangles from the inside out, as if it were visible to the naked eye.

"No wonder Fang can't cut this thing," Shen Chai's face was completely gloomy at this moment, and he muttered, "It's a desolate beast!"

That's right, this giant scorpion belongs to one of the desolate beasts that once competed with the human race for the survival realm, but it was only later that the human race gradually drove these wild beasts away, drove them to the treacherous barren land, and established cities one after another, so it was difficult to see their footprints again.

After a thousand years, those terrifying desolate beasts, the trauma brought to the human race, still seem to be imprinted in the bones, the mention of which will make you tremble, and you will remember the experience of fighting with them for generations for generations.

So in front of him, this giant scorpion is not an ordinary beast animal, but a creature that can compete with the human race in ancient times.

"It seems that it will take a little effort this time, but it just so happens that I will use you to test my recent results. Shen Chai said in a deep voice, and the big sword in his hand turned again, turning into a fierce killing move, and rushed forward.

His strength in his previous life was not there, he only relied on the physical strength tempered in this short day, the delicate and steady sword-swinging technique, and of course, the unpolishable combat experience imprinted in his soul.

The shoddy big sword danced again in Shen Chai's hand, or chopping or smashing, and every time he tried his best to meet it with the strongest attack method.

Over time, the sword was not like a sword, but like a broadsword, sometimes like a sickle, as if there were a thousand and endless variations.

In fact, Shen Chai was not good at swords, nor was he good at using any weapons, because in his previous life, he didn't need any other reliance except for the majestic power of the stars. But at the same time, he is good at using any weapon, because of the special inheritance of the Shining Star Temple, the power of the stars can be transferred to any medium, so most weapons can be perfectly controlled by Shen Chasing.

That mastery is well engraved in his bones, so that the shoddy sword can dance in Shen Chai's hand at this moment, sometimes like a knife, sometimes like an axe, or a spear and club, it can be any weapon.

"Bell!"

The strange crashing sound kept ringing, in the contact between the giant scorpion shell and the great sword.

Although each Shen Chai hit the joints or the weak points on the back of the abdomen, there was still this kind of hard object impact, and the piercing and sharp sound was not at all like the effect of slashing into the flesh.

Looking at Shen Chai's eyes again, he didn't feel the slightest surprise, but temporarily distanced himself and stared closely at the movements of the giant scorpion.

That's right, this is the basic ability of the beast, the shape change, can change the body anywhere extremely hard, such as ore, iron, and even grow barbed sharp foreign objects, as a means of defense and attack.

Therefore, Shen Chai's successive strong attacks failed to cause much damage to him, leaving only a few white marks.

Looking at the fact that this giant scorpion can keep the overall shell solid for a long time, it must not be the lowest-level desolate beast, at least it is an existence above the second order.

In the human cultivation world, the desolate beast is roughly divided into six levels, gradually increasing from the first order, and the stronger the strength, corresponding to the human race, Xingwu, Su, Yao, Du, Gong, Emperor, six cultivation realms.

It's just the last one, whether it's a wild beast or a human, everyone hasn't seen it.

The giant scorpion above the second order in front of him is equivalent to the existence of the star realm in the human race, so this is a battle with a huge disparity in strength, and for Shen Chai, it is undoubtedly a battle of leapfrogging.

But this does not mean that Shen Chai has no chance of winning, after all, the desolate beast is still a beast, there is no unique wisdom of human beings, and there is no kaleidoscopic moves.

As if enraged by the continuous, provocative attacks of the humans in front of him, the giant scorpion's eyes became even more violent, and its body stomped wildly under the support of two rows of giant feet, and the scorpion tail also waved violently in the air again, bringing a "stabbing" sound of breaking sand.

Shen Chai hurriedly drank a whole bottle of secret medicine and stood up with his sword, it seemed that a protracted battle was inevitable.