Following Mr. Wei's loud roar.
The entire mountain forest seemed to be shaking, and countless green air currents swirled and rushed towards the battlefield. Mr. Wei exhaled loudly, sucking in the sea, fighting frantically, resisting the attack with his body, and absorbing a large amount of spirit energy to recover from his injuries.
Hurt every moment and recover every moment.
bang bang bang...
Miao Zhendong heaved a sigh of relief, and received the attack with seventeen palms. Mr. Wei had already reacted violently, with blood running down his mouth, and the weapons surrounded by several supreme palms kept falling on him, but he still did not No scruples.
After a round of hard work, Miao Zhendong's forceful breath was exhausted, and he couldn't hold it anymore, a bright red bulge suddenly appeared on his face, he let out a scream, his entire right arm snapped off, and he spit out bright red from his mouth. The whole body plowed a big furrow on the ground, and flew out with a bang.
Until Miao Zhendong hit a big tree with a "bang" on his back, the castration stopped, but before Miao Zhendong recovered his senses, the roots of this big tree came out of the ground automatically, and together with the vines next to him, he was tightly Wrapped him tightly several times.
Miao Zhendong let out a stern roar, and something like a burning flame emanated from himself, and the roots and vines around the tree were instantly reduced to ashes.
Mr. Wei planned to continue to chase and kill Miao Zhendong, but unexpectedly, there was a strong wind behind him, followed by an angry roar: "Niety! Damn it."
But the second priest finally killed him. This time, he has already shot with all his strength. No matter how scruples, no matter how scruples, he will probably end up in the same end as the chief priest Miao Zhendong. After all, Mr. Wei's tyrannical strength and his life-threatening Jin is really terrible.
Mr. Wei saw that the second priest was coming fiercely. He didn't take the move, turned over, made a somersault, fled in the air, swayed strangely in the air, and reached the trunk of a big tree, with a flash of green light. The branches in the sky grew densely in an instant, covering the entire space above everyone's heads.
The second priest shouted loudly and slammed out his palm. The altitude of Baizhang was clear in an instant, but Mr. Wei was gone, only a hoarse laughter came: "Wait to die! You bastards!"
Everyone flew up the treetops almost at the same time. Looking around, the green-clothed figure was nowhere to be seen.
Painful humming came from below, the source was the great priest Miao Zhendong.
"It's so tough!" Miao Zhendong's old face wrinkled into an eggplant, and he said angrily, "I didn't expect this baby to be so fierce, cough cough cough..." Following the cough, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
His original intention of retreating from the fight with Mr. Wei was to eliminate the huge energy generated by the conflict between the two sides; this is no accident for a normal battle, and it is most reasonable, even the Ninth Rank Absolute Supreme. After fighting with himself with all his strength, he also needs to retreat.
Otherwise, you have to use yourself to resist the huge impact caused by the aftermath of the palm force. Ten times out of ten, it will cause inner viscera to shake. Ordinary injuries can be healed quickly, but for this kind of injury caused by a master of the same level, it is not easy to heal.
But I never thought that I would encounter such a monster today! A guy whose strength has reached the peak of the eighth-level supreme, and who completely disregards his own safety, throwing his life away
This is really weird.
Not only did he face off with the second priest before, but he also suffered a complete and complete mutual injury with himself. Even more and more crazy!
Next to him were swords like rain, fists and palms, and any attack was no joke, but he didn't care, he just aimed at himself and smashed twenty palms like crazy! Throwing myself down from the air, smashing into the ground, it's not over, until I can't breathe!
Miao Zhendong can guarantee with his own life: this bastard's injury is definitely heavier than his own, and it is more than twice as heavy!
But that's what he did, he did it without hesitation, he did it without any scruples!
And what makes Miao Zhendong feel aggrieved is that I am not the only fucking person who wants to eat you, why are you so stubborn? Do you dare to work harder
After carefully examining his injuries, Miao Zhendong became even more angry. His five internal organs were severely damaged, and almost all of them showed signs of displacement; his right arm was broken, and it was completely shattered, almost half disabled, and three ribs were broken. Breathing out can cause severe pain!
Until now, there is still an unstoppable urge to vomit blood, what the hell is going on.
"It's really... It's really beyond the rules of martial arts, there is such a monster..." The priest felt ashamed, and he didn't know how long ago he was injured last time.
"Great priest, this subordinate thinks this way... That thing has this ability, it should be like that..." Another sixth-rank Supreme Supreme said with a wry smile: "In the final analysis, the other party is a different existence from us... It is a monster. .”
"It also makes sense." Miao Zhendong felt a little relieved when he heard the words, and stood up from the ground with force; there is no point in talking about other things now, and it is serious to heal the injury as soon as possible. The second priest hurried forward, inputting his cultivation base to help heal his injuries. The people present, only the second priest has this ability, and the help of others is either not a drop in the bucket, or the more they help, the more they help.
With the departure of that 'spirit', the environment here seems to have returned to normal.
Thinking of the inexplicable battle just now, eighty people came out of the house, and more than half of them were lost in one fell swoop! Everyone's heart is a little heavy.
"Go ahead, everyone." Miao Zhendong regained some vitality, waved his hand, and said: "Everyone, don't be discouraged, this monster is already seriously injured. My injury is like this. His injury is definitely more serious than mine. The most important thing is , That guy already hated us to the bone. This alien incarnation is narrow-minded and will take revenge. He will never give up revenge, and his revenge is just an opportunity we can take advantage of. So everyone should cheer up , pay attention to the movement around you..."
"Since the opportunity has come, don't let it slip through your fingers."
"The great priest said so!"
Everyone spoke in unison.
How many people died? You have to give up to get, if you want to get, you have to give! If there is no sacrifice, then some success? What's more, that guy has been seriously injured, even worse than the big priest, and the big priest has two priests to help heal his injuries, so the spirit won't be able to find a similar one to heal his injuries, right? …
"Brother, I feel a little uneasy in my heart. I always feel that there is something wrong with what happened today." The second priest frowned: "That... is it really a ghost?"
The great priest turned his head: "Huh? Do you have other opinions?"
"I mean, although that person's fighting style is very powerful and very different from ordinary people, I always feel that... he is still fighting with me alone, not a ghost!" The second priest was a little worried: "My feeling tells I, what we have provoked this time is an extremely powerful and difficult enemy... definitely not... spirits!"
"Hehehe..." the great priest laughed. "Second brother, what do you estimate this guy's cultivation level is?"
"Peak of the Eighth Rank Supreme! Absolutely not weaker than you and me, but when it comes to being stronger than us, it may not necessarily be, roughly between brothers." The second priest didn't think about it at all, and both of them had the same understanding of this point.
"Well, let me ask you again, second brother, how many people are there in the whole continent that you said have such a cultivation level?" Is it not in our data? What else is there that we don't know?"
"And the most important thing, do you know that there was such a person? A person who has cultivated to the eighth-rank supreme, no matter how you say, needs to go through the rivers and lakes to experience it? Do you have any familiarity with this guy's information? History? With such a weird appearance, and almost beast-like hatred, has there ever been such a special kind of strong person?"
"No, not in my impression, not even close."
"That's right, if he is really a person and not a ghost... Then did he fall from the sky? Or did he come out of the ground?" The priest sneered.
"This..." The second priest was speechless.
"Let's put aside his weird appearance and his almost out-of-order fighting style. Have you noticed another important thing? When he holds both hands, there is a lush greenery; , the surrounding flowers and trees are growing rapidly, have you ever seen such a special ability?" The priest snorted: "Even the entire forest can be attacked by him as an army! What kind of 'person' do you think... to have such a special ability?" Such a skill?"
Having said this, the great priest laughed.
The second priest nodded: "Brother is right, probably because I think too much!"
The great priest chuckled: "Second brother, let go of your heart... Or you should imagine more, how much benefit we can get when we capture this treasure... Hahaha, think about it carefully!"
…
Mr. Wei, who was seriously injured, fled into the dense forest quickly, and went out for hundreds of miles in a green wave in an instant, so he could check the injuries on his body with peace of mind. There was a burst of grinning.
Damn, I'm really aggrieved.
I have never seen anything like this, and I have never experienced such an inexplicable battle. Even until now, Mr. Wei doesn't know what this group of perverts do? Which force does it belong to
Just like that, they were fighting to the death.
Looking at the injuries on his body, Mr. Wei grinned, it hurts.
How cruel.
It was just such a brief moment of fighting just now, and I was only focused on chasing down the leader of the perverted priest, completely ignoring the attacks of other people, it is really shocking to check at this moment, I am lucky that I didn't kill my life just now.
There are more than three hundred palms, more than one hundred feet, seventy or eighty fingers, and more than a dozen knives, twenty or thirty swords. I believe that the legendary "hundred palms entanglement" and "thousand knives" are nothing more than that. .
If it wasn't for motivating the forest power to recover at any time, I'm afraid I would have already fallen down by now.
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chapter Five!
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