Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 18 Fellow Daoist Yang, Please!
The distance between the two parties was not far at all, almost in the blink of an eye, Pan Shi rushed in front of the Taoist.

He clenched his right fist and raised it suddenly, the flesh and blood on one hand began to tremble violently, suddenly swelled a bit, and he punched the Taoist.

Pan Shi studied under Sansongshan Roushu Daoist, and the practice he practiced is the famous "Tongdian of Carrying the Body". The core is to be able to freely control the flesh and blood of the whole body and mobilize the power of every place. Resist the mighty force of heaven and earth.

The blow to the Taoist may not look ordinary, but it mobilized all the strength of the whole body into one punch. If the stone in front of him was the size of a grown man, this punch could smash the stone to pieces.

But in the face of Panshi's menacing punch, Taoist behaved calmly and calmly.

He chuckled, then raised the stick in his hand that looked like a twig, and poked it straight at the rock.

In Pan Shi's eyes, the stick's poking speed was very slow, not even comparable to his punching speed.

But for some reason, in just a split second, the stick hit his weak spot one step faster at an unimaginable speed.

hiss!
Immediately, Pan Shi's face became painful, and the strength condensed in his hand was instantly broken. In the state of exhaustion, the whole person flew upside down several meters at once, and hit a tree.

"Hey, boy, you are only a fake food realm, but you can't be the opponent of the Taoist master. Didn't your teacher teach you to do what you can?"

Just a simple poke broke Panshi's offensive, the Taoist sneered with a strange smile.

And after he said these words, Pan Shi got up from the ground again, but his face was very ugly.

Primordial environment!
The Taoist in front of him turned out to be a cultivator in Yuanyang Realm!
If the opponent had the same level of cultivation as him, there was absolutely no way to counterattack so easily.

Practicing the "Traditional Code of Holding the Flesh Dharma Body", among other things, the melee combat ability is definitely one of the best, not to mention invincible in the same realm, but it is also very powerful, and it is basically no problem to suppress most monks of the same level.

But the strength shown by the other party is not comparable to the fake food environment. The only explanation is the primordial food environment above the fake food environment!

It's hard to do now!

Pan Shi rubbed the weak spot that was poked just now with his hands, only feeling half of his body fell into a state of numbness, he subconsciously glanced at Yang An who was standing next to his junior sister.

Fellow Daoist Yang is also in the Yuan Dynasty, and I'm afraid I will ask Fellow Daoist Yang to take action later. This Taoist is definitely not something he can deal with alone.

But as a monk, Pan Shi didn't want to be looked down upon by others, no matter what he did, he couldn't hurt the face of his master.

If you ask Fellow Daoist Yang to take action too early, even if Yang An will not look down on him later, the status gap between the two will unconsciously widen, and it will be difficult to make friends if they encounter any troubles.

You must know that they haven't reached the Xiyue River yet, and they are only on their way to the Xiyue River now. Maybe what will happen to them at the Food Festival, maybe it will be even more troublesome than it is now.

But right now, we still need to settle the current matter before we can take care of the future.

Pan Shi rubbed his numb arm, then turned around and hugged a thigh-thick tree, gritted his teeth hard.

The muscles all over his body swelled, every inch of flesh and blood trembled violently, and his veins bulged.

The thigh-thick tree was uprooted by him in an instant, and the roots broke off one after another, and they slammed towards the Taoist. If ordinary people were hit by this blow, they would probably become a puddle of flesh on the spot.

But in the face of this powerful blow, the Taoist did not dodge or dodge, and actually raised the stick in his hand again.

Compared with the thick trunk, the stick is like a thin needle, the difference between the two is like cloud and mud.

But when the tip of the stick suddenly hit the oncoming tree trunk, a force erupted out of nowhere, tearing everything that was in contact with the tip of the stick to shreds.

Hiss!

In just an instant, the tree trunk that fell was broken into countless pieces as if it had been ripped open.

And that Taoist, who only endured a small amount of strength, took two steps back, but nothing happened.

Yang An and Pan Yuguang on the side watched the battle between the two of them, both felt terrified, and even felt a sense of heaviness at the strength displayed by the Taoist.

This Taoist is too strong!

Pan Shi was completely crushed and beaten by him, the kind who had no power to fight back.

Yang An also couldn't help worrying in his heart, if Panshi was defeated, how would he deal with this Taoist with just him and Panyu?
run?Or down?
Neither seemed like a good choice.

On the other side, even though he had prepared himself mentally, he still didn't expect this Taoist to be so strong. The tree trunk that Panshi was holding in his hand was now only a stump, and he threw it hard at the Taoist.

No matter what, he needs to do his best, and he can't ask Fellow Daoist Yang to help him until the end of his life.

Otherwise, if you don't do your best, how can others try to help you.

These methods are useless to Taoists at all, and now they have to come up with killer moves.

Taking advantage of the timing when the tree stump was thrown out, Pan Shi bit the blood from the tip of his tongue hard, and spit it onto his hands in one gulp.

There wasn't much blood spat out, but it turned into drops of blood when it fell on his hands.

What's even more weird is that as soon as these bright red blood droplets touched the skin of Pan Shi's hands, they immediately became like living creatures, turning into wriggling bugs and getting in through the pores.

Hiss!

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of flesh breaking, followed by twisted, bright red bone spurs emerging from Pan Shi's hands.

The bone spurs are sharp, with tiny holes at the tip. Each bone spur contains a kind of blood poison. As long as it can injure the opponent, even if it cannot be seriously injured, it can still suppress the opponent's strength.

This is Panshi's trump card.

Although the strength of the two sides is very different, and there is a whole big realm, Panshi still has confidence in his hole cards.

He rushed towards the Taoist again, this time at a speed of two points faster than before, and rushed behind the Taoist almost in the blink of an eye.

This time he learned his lesson, he took advantage of the Taoist's stick to smash the tree stump and got around behind him, instead of attacking from the front.

The Taoist's reaction was also very quick, almost the moment Panshi appeared, he turned his body around, and at the same time pointed the stick in his hand at Panshi again.

boom!
The stick in his hand actually exploded this time, and then shot out a yellow wind from the tip of the stick.

There was a powerful impact force from the yellow wind, and there was a thick stench, which was unbearable.

The next moment, Pan Shi's figure flew upside down again, and landed heavily on the ground. A mouthful of old blood spewed out from his mouth. His whole consciousness was under the stench just now, and he became in an instant. Get confused.

However, at this moment, Pan Shi had a smile on his face.

He did his best!

Although he can't compete with this Taoist, the other party should not think about it.

When Pan Shi fell to the ground, at this time, whether it was Yang An and Pan Yu who were watching the battle, or the Taoist who had just seriously injured Pan Shi, they were all shocked to find that the twisted and sharp bone spurs on Pan Shi's hands were actually one by one. Qi Gen broke and disappeared.

The Taoist realized something and slowly lowered his head.

I saw a bright red bone spur inserted into his abdomen at some point!

"Hehehe..."

While vomiting blood, Pan Shi suddenly laughed, and subconsciously looked at Yang An.

Fellow Daoist Yang, please!
Please a der! !
As if he understood the message conveyed by Pan Shi's eyes, Yang An suddenly looked at the Taoist whose complexion was not right, as if he was completely irritated.

Yang An only felt that the hairs all over his body exploded at this moment.

(End of this chapter)