come to the heavens

Chapter 80
Killing two people neatly, no one is his single enemy, his tendons and bones will be broken as soon as he fights, and the huge force of more than [-] kilograms in his gestures can't be stopped by ordinary people. He is like a car full of heavy loads Trucks are rampaging on the road, and these people are small cars, as long as they hit them, they will be smashed into pieces.

In less than a minute, half of the dozen or so people who besieged him died, and the rest retreated far away. No one dared to step forward to fight him head-on.

At this time, a general wearing thick armor next to Shenhui Guoshi pointed at Ye Chen and ordered loudly:
"Archers ready, shoot!"

In an instant, the dense humming of bowstrings became one, and hundreds of arrows flew out of the army formation and fell forward.

Ye Chen turned around sharply, shielding his face with his hands, and his whole body was buried by the rain of arrows.

After the three consecutive waves of arrow rain ended, he put down his hands. There were a few arrows hanging on his clothes around his waist, but the front of his body was full of arrows. He grabbed the arrows around his waist and threw them backhanded at Master Shenhui. The monk raised his Zen stick and knocked at the two arrows, there were two trembling sounds of "ding ding", and the arrows flew away, but the two monks took two steps back.

But Master Shenhui's eyes lit up, and he ordered:
"Mani, Moda, go!"

The two monks immediately nodded and stepped forward. The Zen sticks in their hands were very similar to the weapons of Drifting Monk in Journey to the West. One end was a half moon and the other end was a full moon. They were made of pure stainless steel and were so heavy that most people couldn't even lift them. Not to mention waving.

The two monks attacked one from the left and the other from the right, and there was a heavy wind when the Zen staff was waving. The other people who besieged Ye Chen had no fighting spirit for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, he turned around and saw a flash of snow coming. Subconsciously, he raised his head, and the half-moon shovel rushed across his face. Mani immediately pressed the half-moon shovel and slapped Ye Chen on the face, but was caught by him. Taking the opportunity to grab a drag, Mani also grabbed the half-moon shovel and started wrestling.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Ye Chen, who thought he could grab the Banyue Shovel by force, looked up in surprise. Seeing Mani raised his head in surprise, the two wrestled with each other, and there was no winner. He has practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art, and his cultivation base is not bad, and he has reached the seventh floor.

Compared to his surprise, Mani was even more surprised. You must know that he is over 50 years old now, but his cultivation base is exquisite and does not show his age. He has only cultivated the Dragon Elephant Wisdom to the seventh level at this age, and how old is this kid in front of him? To have such a cultivation level is even more exaggerated than the former national teacher Jinlun Fawang. Jinlun Fawang has not cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the seventh level at this age.

Another fan monk, Moda, originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but he was also horrified when he saw Ye Chen and Mani wrestle with each other. You must know that he also practiced the dragon-elephant Prajna magic skill, but he was not as good as Mani. , only six floors, and the strength is far behind Mani.Ye Chen's ability to wrestle with Mani regardless of the outcome means that the cultivation of this tantric apostolic art has reached the seventh level, which is beyond his imagination.

Involuntarily stopped his hands, held his stick in one hand, and saluted with the other hand in front of him, saying:
"Dare to ask the benefactor to learn from He Zong, which master!"

Ye Chen let go of his hand, Mani withdrew his weapon and did not attack and looked at him. Seeing that he had practiced Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kung Fu, the two monks obviously thought he was a disciple of some Tantric master.

Dragon Elephant Wisdom is a magical skill for protecting the teachings of Tantric Buddhism. In their minds, Ye Chen must be the heir of some Tantric sect, and he is the most talented disciple, so he has such a cultivation level at such a young age. They are probably afraid of killing him If you are old enough to ask like this.

Ye Chen does have a teacher, but the way of killing life is definitely not Tantric, and it is hard for him to say it, so he can only say this:

"If you want to fight, you can fight. There is so much nonsense. I have nothing to do with your tantra."

After speaking, he took a step forward, twisted his figure, and Dacheng's cloud-climbing steps made his steps elusive.

Mani only had time to lift his stick to block in front of him, and hit his fist on the stick, making a sound like a bell. On the other side, Moda stopped asking, grabbed the half-moon shovel with one hand and pushed his head against his back, leaving Chen twisted around behind Mani, and hit him on the back with a punch, making a dull sound like smashing cowhide.

The three parties are all practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Divine Art. They are all thick-skinned and thick-skinned. The force that can kill a cow with one punch is just a little painful. Fighting into a group, there was a dull impact sound for a while.

On the other hand, on the other side of the Xishan Yiku ghost battlefield, at first the Huaishan double murderers and the others couldn't take them down, but when the five clowns from the Tibetan border joined the battlefield, they couldn't stop them.

The five ugly people in Tibet are not weak in cultivation, the five brothers work together, even a novice master like Li's boss can block it, the five join in and immediately surround the reminder ghost, five people slap ten palms, and beat him to death on the spot .

"brother!"

The Impermanent Ghost immediately let out a mournful cry, and threw the short spear in his right hand at one of the five clowns in Tibet, but he was seized by his opponent, who slapped his back with a palm and shook his body, and the person in front of him took the opportunity to stab him with a sword. wear.

The two freed hands rushed to the smiling face ghost on the other side. From the corner of their eyes, the smiling face ghost saw his brother died tragically, with a crying and smiling expression on his face, he suddenly gave up resisting and let his opponent stab him with a sword, and the others immediately slashed Next, before he died, he laughed loudly and threw his hands away, dust flying out of the sky.

Frightened, the few people retreated quickly, but it was too late, the dust was some kind of highly poisonous, green blisters immediately formed on the body, and soon the skin of the whole body turned green, and pus flowed out. Shouting, running around, one person was accidentally bumped into pus, and immediately infected, the same blisters began to appear on his body, causing a huge panic in an instant.

Seeing this, the general of the Yuan army immediately raised his hand and waved:
"Shoot them!"

Immediately, arrows rained down all over the sky, covering a large area of ​​the battlefield, screaming for a while, and even Ye Chen's side was affected.

After five or six waves of arrows rained down, only a dozen people could stand on the field. Not only were the poisoned ones killed, but even those who were not poisoned, including those who surrendered to Yuanren, were affected. Fan Yiweng, a beard ghost, and a debt-collecting ghost who used stainless steel to form a ledger to block arrows.

This indiscriminate rain of arrows stunned everyone, Huaishan double murderous boss Mu Qingren and the remaining masters subconsciously retreated. Fan Yiweng looked at his dead brother with blood and tears in his eyes, in great grief:

"Our ten brothers said that they would die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. Brothers, go slowly. The eldest brother will come to accompany you soon."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the still smiling Shenhui Guoshi, and then at the Yuan army who was staring at him around him, and let out a miserable smile:
"But before that, the eldest brother needs to find a few backers."

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed straight to Master Shenhui with a tragic aura.

(End of this chapter)