Yang Chen didn't use the flying shuttle because the flying shuttle could easily reveal Yang Chen's identity. The other golden bells, the sword of immortality, the medicine garden and other magic weapons that had appeared on Yang Chen before, but now Liu Xiang does not have any of them.
Liu Xiang's identity only used the flying sword of Xi soil. This flying sword with no soil attribute was rarely shown, so almost no one knew that it was Yang Chen's weapon. The flying speed of the earth-type Feijian was naturally not comparable to that of the flying shuttle. In addition, Yang Chen also disguised himself as a muscular man with successful body-refinement skills, so the speed would be suspicious.
Sensing the unfriendly aura, Yang Chen didn't react at all. Still following the original direction, he ordered the flying sword of Xi Rang to control it at a height of almost ten meters above the ground, and flew towards the destination unhurriedly. .
Looking at a piece of yellow sand, there is no other color except the deep and shallow yellow. On the flat sand dunes, there is no trace of any creatures. Occasionally, a little oasis can be seen in the ordinary desert, but Yang Chen's eyes are now looking at it, and there is no green at all.
Without the slightest sign, the attack came quietly. In the world of monsters, there is no such thing as a first-order ritual, and everyone only has to be cruel. There is no hatred, no cause and effect. There is only one simple reason. I can live after eating you. It's so simple and cruel, so cruel. This is the way of survival in the desert.
The flying sword of Xi soil is a flying sword that can grow slowly, and the pure soilless attribute also makes this flying sword destined to have a strong style. The moment he sensed the attack, Yang Chen's flying sword had already met him. There is no truth to be made here, the only truth is the fist. It is Feijian, whoever is stronger is the truth. is justice.
The flying sword slashed heavily on a spike, and the two sides collided. There was a loud noise, and even the yellow sand underneath was trembling.
This collision, the two sides were evenly matched, and no one took advantage. The spike and the flying sword were separated at the touch of a touch, and each flew back to their master's side.
Not even the slightest bit of surprise and frustration, the owner of the spikes dived directly into the yellow sand and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Except for a little trace where he got into the yellow sand, there was no sign of any creatures in other places.
Yang Chen held the Xiyang Feijian in his hand, but his face was extremely solemn. It looks like the other party has disappeared. But then it's time to see the real chapter.
As if to verify Yang Chen's guess, several figures rushed out from the yellow sand in all directions and charged towards Yang Chen. This time, Yang Chen saw it very clearly. All the figures were of the same type of monster, and all of them were huge centipedes the color of yellow sand.
The thorn just now was one of the two thorns on the edge of the centipede's mouth. Now it has changed from one to a dozen, flying towards Yang Chen frantically from all directions.
With Xiyang Feijian in his hand, Yang Chen's consciousness firmly locked every spike, and swung his right hand holding the Feijian. There was a tinkling sound.
At this time, Yang Chen did not retain his strength, but unleashed the strength of the sea level. All the spikes hit by Yang Chen seemed to be hit by some giant hammer, with a speed ten times faster than when they came flying. It flew in all directions in a mess.
Every thorn that was smashed into the air by Yang Chen's flying sword inevitably had cracks, telling it to fly hundreds of feet away. Irretrievably shattered into a pile. The power of the sea-level force is simply not something that these monsters can withstand with the spikes that these monsters have simply cultivated.
Two natal magic weapons were destroyed. Those giant centipedes didn't seem to be panicking, and took a big mouth. Just a breath.
The gas exhaled from the centipede's mouth was colorless and odorless, and could neither be seen nor felt. If it wasn't for the fact that he was looking at a few big centipedes facing each other and exhaling, even Yang Chen would not be able to judge.
The strange situation made Yang Chen say nothing, and immediately raised his body, and then quickly escaped. The centipede itself is highly poisonous, and the breath exhaled from its mouth is by no means a simple poison.
As expected, Yang Chen's figure was not far away. Below the original location, half of the huge sand dunes disappeared. Silently, there was neither the corrosive sound of Yang Chenren's Shuifeijian nor any movement, as if he was suddenly bitten by some monster.
Yang Chen had already flashed behind a big centipede at this moment. The giant centipede, which is several feet long, does not look as terrifying as She Kui Xie Sha Qianzhang's body back then, but this kind of silent, colorless and odorless poison alone makes people shy away.
The monster's reaction is indeed fast, but unfortunately, it is not fast enough. At the moment when the centipede had already turned around for more than half of it, Yang Chen was about to spew poisonous gas with its mouth wide open, and the flying sword in his hand had already slashed heavily on the body of the big centipede.
"The injustice has the head, the debt has the owner! You are the first to act, but it is no wonder that you are killing." The habitual mantra Yang Chen did not directly say it, but recited it in his heart, and Feijian was cut off. this big centipede.
In the middle of the centipede's body, a huge wound instantly appeared. This wound, only the first small part looks smooth, it was cut out by Feijian, and the others are more like being smashed to pieces.
This poor centipede didn't even make a louder sound, it twisted in agony, and within a moment, its body stopped twisting, and it was completely quiet.
Yang Chen didn't care about anything else at this time, and devoted himself to the battle with several big centipedes. The Xi soil flying sword in his hand, more often than not, is not like a flying sword, but more like a big stick with extremely powerful and terrifying power. Others use swords mostly with stabs, but at this moment, Yang Chen is more with smashing.
Whether it is a refined magic weapon or a centipede's body, as long as it touches Yang Chen's flying sword, there is only one result left. It is smashed or broken, and there is no other possibility.
Just when Yang Chen thought he could get rid of these big centipedes first, and then go to An Xin to release the seal, a terrifying suction force suddenly came from the ground of the desert. The object of suction is Yang Chen's consciousness, and when he touches Yang Chen's consciousness, he frantically grabs it as if he has tasted some delicious food.
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment. This feeling was clearly the state of the seal formation when it was absorbing divine consciousness, but he hadn't arrived at the formation, so how could the formation have already been activated? Could it be that there has been some unexpected change in this? (To be continued..)
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Climbing with my son, the Achilles tendon is about to break.