"If another enemy suddenly appears now, I really won't have the strength to fight anymore."
Zheng Shiyi whispered, took out a pill, drank it, and meditated cross-legged for a while before getting up and chasing in the clear direction.
Mingran ran all the way, constantly covering up the traces of his departure and even leaving a few traps on the way.
"Finally got rid of that scary guy!"
An hour later, Ming Ran saw that there was no sign of anyone chasing him. He finally let out a sigh of relief, stopped, slowed down and walked forward. It had been so long, and Zheng Shiyi hadn't caught up with him yet. It should be impossible for him to catch up. .
What's more, he was already exhausted and is probably still recovering.
The more Ming Ran thought about it, the more he felt that it was impossible for Zheng Shiyi to chase him again, so he relaxed his guard and walked slowly.
Suddenly, without warning, a sharp pain suddenly came from his fallen right foot.
"This is... a beast trap!"
Looking down clearly, he saw that his right foot had been caught in a huge animal trap. This animal trap was obviously specially made and looked extremely sharp. The tip was even covered with rows of sharp barbs. On the feet, it is difficult to remove.
There don't seem to be any strange beasts around here. How could there be such a beast trap
This is a trap, a trap for people!
Ming Ran's heart tightened, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the trapped right foot. He spat out his energy wildly, and the animal trap on his foot shattered and flew around. Almost at the same time, it hit the ground together. The fused figure broke out of the ground and appeared in front of Ming Ran with a slap of his hand.
Waves of fishy smell emerged from the palms as big as cattail leaf fans, as if they were slapped down by a pair of bloody hands that had been soaked in blood for endless years.
When there was no time to say anything, Ming Ran almost subconsciously raised his hands in front of him.
The next moment, the two people faced each other with their palms facing each other, and there was a loud noise like a mountain collapsing. Miao Ran's body took seven steps back before he stabilized his figure.
On the opposite side, the sneak attack flew backwards, but in the air, a pair of huge wings stretched out and flapped lightly in the air before stabilizing its figure.
Sounds came from all around. A total of seven Yakshas quickly gathered from different directions and surrounded him. Including the Yaksha who injured him, there were a total of eight Yakshas, each of whom had reached the state of unity. Later.
In fact, the aura of one of the yakshas is obviously stronger than that of the other seven yakshas, and it seems to have reached the peak of the unity realm.
Now we are in big trouble!
Ming Ran's pair of thick black eyebrows frowned tightly. Under normal circumstances, at the same level of cultivation, Yaksha is stronger than humans, but the Yaksha he is facing now has a higher level of cultivation than himself, and there are still eight Yakshas!
He is not that kid like Zheng Shiyi, he has the strength to fight one against a hundred and a crazy temperament.
With his current strength, when faced with two late-stage opponents of the Union Realm, he tried his best and still had the strength to fight. But if it were eight Yakshas, he would have no chance of winning.
I thought I had escaped from that guy, but before I even had time to rejoice, I was surrounded by Yaksha.
Ming Ran laughed in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on the eight Yaksha opposite him, whose feet showed faint signs of movement.
"Amitabha...it seems that the Buddha will ask the young monk to slay demons today."
Ming Ran suddenly tore off his shirt, revealing bronzed skin that was completely different from the skin color on his face. A string of Buddhist beads hung around his neck. Under the armor, his huge chest muscles were like steel plates, occupying almost half of his upper body. The eight pieces looked like they had been precisely processed The size is uniform, like the abdominal muscles branded by craftsmen, beating rhythmically with his breathing.
From a distance, he looked like a dragon subduing Arhat in a temple. He took off the beads from his neck and wrapped them around his wrists.
With a clenched fist, the muscles on his arms were like a rapidly beating heart, squirming upward several times. The combat power in the middle stage of the Unity Realm instantly rose to the extreme, and bursts of the solemn precious elephant aura unique to Buddhism emanated to the surroundings.
Suddenly, Ming Ran's body suddenly bowed backward, and then his body suddenly popped up.
In the air, a string of arhat silhouettes suddenly flashed.
In the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of the Yaksha who was closest to him. The five fingers of his palm were spread apart, just like the claws of the legendary dragon.
The air around him suddenly felt like a fluctuating lake surface, with ripples rising in circles, and with one claw, it seemed that the entire space was grabbed.
There was an obvious look of fear in the eyes of Yasha opposite him. He kicked his legs on the ground and his whole body quickly retreated backwards. At the same time, the air in front of him fluctuated violently, forming a line as thick as two fingers. The body-protecting spiritual energy, and above the spiritual energy, a golden light flashed.
As he fell back, his body seemed to have been poured into some kind of toxin, and it grew crazily. In just the blink of an eye, his entire body seemed to be twice as big as before.
Muscles, like pieces of hard rock, cling tightly to the arm. The invisible blood hidden under the muscles is even clearly visible in the eyes at this moment.
His body that had been retreating suddenly stopped. His thick legs kicked into the air, as if they were stepping on an invisible stone wall, and he rushed forward at an astonishing speed.
On a pair of huge palms that were twice as big as before, the nails had grown as long as his fingers without knowing when, and the tips of the nails were as sharp as daggers.
All around, among the other seven Yakshas, except for the strongest Yaksha, the size of the other six Yakshas grew rapidly like this Yaksha.
They flapped a pair of huge wings on their backs and rushed in a clear direction.
Spears, tridents, battle axes, hammers, swords, and knives fell from six different directions. For a moment, the surrounding space was stirred and vibrated wildly, making people feel as if this space would collapse at any time.
Looking clearly at the six Yakshas rushing around him, he gritted his teeth. A ray of Buddha light fell on him in the sky, forming a golden shield around him. His body accelerated again towards the Yakshas in front of him. Attack.
He had just seen how Zheng Shiyi killed hundreds of yakshas. At this time, he must not weaken his momentum, let alone dodge blindly, as that would only allow the opponent to fully exert his advantage.
The opponent has a large number of people, but as long as each person of the opponent is killed, the opponent's strength will be reduced by a few points!
Ming Ran's pair of arms formed a wave of air in the air that looked like a long dragon swimming through it, and the palms like dragon claws hit the opponent's huge palms that were dancing in an unruly manner.
For a moment, two arrogant forces collided, and a loud sound of mountains colliding was heard in the air. Their chests trembled at the same time, and they changed their gestures at the same time, and exchanged three palms in succession.
The sound of each collision of three consecutive palms was louder than before, and bursts of energy rushed to the surroundings, crushing all the weeds around them into powder at any time.
During the collision, Yaksha on the opposite side flew backwards and hit a huge boulder behind him.
The boulder that originally looked like the size of a giant elephant shattered instantly.
On the other side, Ming Ran was even more unsteady on his feet, retreating backwards one after another, and instantly fell into the attack of the six people behind him.
Six different weapons landed on the golden shield behind Daoran that was shining with strange light.
In an instant, the golden light bloomed on the shield, and when the weapon fell, there was a crisp sound, and sparks sparkled and splashed around, making it look extremely dazzling even in the daylight.
The expressions on the handsome faces of the six yakshas changed drastically. The weapons in their hands struck the opponent's aura shield. It felt like they were striking a solid Buddha made of unknown iron stone. The hands holding the weapons There was a feeling of soreness and numbness in the upper body.
At that moment, their slashing weapons even had a tendency to bounce back from the shock.
A fierce look suddenly appeared on the faces of several Yashas. They used their hands to suppress the rebound force from their arms. The weapons in their hands fell down again and landed on the golden light shield.
For a moment, a clear sound of collision was heard again, and along with the splashing sparks, the golden shield fluctuated violently, and a few subtle cracks seemed to appear faintly.
Within the mask of light, a pale color suddenly flashed across Miao Ran's face, and his body swayed slightly. As the energy and blood in his body surged, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The next moment, the golden light shield seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and burst into pieces.
Miao Ran's expression was as usual, as if he had already encountered that the light shield would shatter at this moment, and a pair of palms seemed to hold up the entire sky, raising it upwards.
Above the light shield, the golden fragments that shattered suddenly rushed towards the surroundings.
Countless fragments, each piece is like a weapon thrown by a peerless master, smashing down with endless power.
None of the Yashas seemed to have thought that the broken golden light shield could actually launch an attack. Without any precautions, they were hit from the front and flew out one by one backwards.
The next moment, among the eight Yaksha, the Yaksha who had never made a move suddenly jumped out.
Ming Ran felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and before he even had time to make a move, there was a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had been hit by a huge mountain, and his body flew backwards.
"Damn it!"
After Miao Ran flew nearly thirty feet away, he fell heavily to the ground, creating a round pit as high as two people on the ground, and bright red blood spurted out from his mouth.
The strength of that Yaksha was indeed much stronger than the other seven Yakshas.
Why did I meet these Yakshas
Looking at the Yashas who were gathering around him again, a thought suddenly came to his mind. If he had not escaped from Zheng Shiyi, he might not have encountered these Yashas.
Even if it happens, so what
Zheng Shiyi could kill a Yaksha at the Lily level by himself, so what did eight Yakshas mean
But now that he had escaped and even covered his tracks all the way, how could Zheng Shiyi come after him.
(End of chapter)