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Chapter 38 Hundred Days of Practice(2/2)

These monks who can hardly even reach the agility stage can't kill them with flying swords, let alone magical weapons. They can even defeat ordinary spiritual weapons. How can the violent ape care about being hit by a few magical weapons?

It's like scratching an itch.

As for the talisman, it is even more nonsense. The violent violent ape has the blood of the ancient spiritual beast "Thunder Ape", and its innate magical power is the thunder system. When those talisman hits it, it is like a mud cow entering the sea.

"escape……"

In just a few breaths, three monks had already died tragically at the hands of the violent violent ape. The remaining people didn't need to think too much, they all ran away risking their lives.

Compared with the monk surnamed He, these people are obviously not smart enough. At least the former know how to use others to buy themselves time to escape. Once no one continues to pester the violent ape, this seventh-level monster kills people faster.

In the wild outer lands, it is impossible to escape light and fly. Can you outrun a five-foot-tall berserk ape with two legs and be as agile as the wind?

The answer is naturally no.

A few of the violent violent apes jumped over a hundred feet and trampled the remaining monks who had fled away into minced meat in an instant. They died in a horrific manner.

At this time, the monk surnamed Peng had already led the four monks who were following him to hide in a hidden place in the forest. The only monk surnamed He who remained within the sight of the ape had also galloped away for more than half a mile.

After killing ten people in a row, the violent ape beat its chest and howled wildly, the sound shook for miles, it was so frightening.

The monk surnamed He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the violent violent ape did not chase him. He also secretly applauded his wonderful move just now. If there were not those ten monks who did not know how to live or die as a backing, I am afraid that he would have become a pile now.

Minced meat with no bones left!

"What a shameless person, he deserves to die."

Suddenly, a cold snort reached the ears of the monk surnamed He, and a young man with a shirtless body and strong muscles flew towards him.

"Where did this wild boy come from? He is looking for death."

The monk surnamed He, who had just recovered from the shock, flashed a fierce light in his eyes, and the Eight Soul Seizing Bells were launched again. The shadow of the bell was like a mountain, and it blasted away.

"break"

The young man did not dodge, but simply punched out with a single punch. The terrifying force that seemed to tear the air apart actually completely shattered Zhong Ying.

"Damn, consecrate the sixth realm..."

At this moment, the monk surnamed He finally noticed the cultivation strength of the visitor. In shock, he simply blasted out the Eight Jue Soul Seizing Bell body. The power was several times that of the previous bell shadow. He did not intend to hurt anyone, but only wanted to

Resist the intruder so that you can choose your own way to escape.

"It's actually a mortal spiritual weapon. It can be used to test the results of my own cultivation over the past hundred days."

There was a trace of disdain in the visitor's eyes. This time, he didn't even use his fist, but directly hit it with his body, trying to face the attack of the Eight Jue Soul Seizing Bell with his body.

Although the Eight Absolute Soul Seizing Bell is not the strongest in terms of attack power among ordinary spiritual weapons, it is a spiritual weapon after all, and its power is far from being comparable to that of a magic weapon. The eight colors of the bell shine out, and it roars with the speed of the people rushing towards it.

Young men bumped into each other.

"boom"

The aftermath of this violent collision flattened a thirty-foot-wide space to the ground. The eight colors suddenly disappeared, followed by a muffled sound of metal hitting the ground.

The "Eight Jue Soul Seizing Bell" was shattered into two halves in this violent collision, and crashed to the ground.

On the other hand, the young man who risked his life to meet him had a faint golden light around him, and he looked completely unfazed.

"It hurts a little. This clock does have some tricks up its sleeve."

The monk surnamed He was stunned on the spot. After witnessing this unbelievable scene, he could not even think of escaping for his life.

At the same time, the violent violent ape that was beating its chest and roaring in front of Xue Linglong was also alarmed by the huge sound. It stared into the distance with a pair of blood-red eyes that looked like copper bells, and stood up.

A large hole about a foot deep was created in the solid ground, and the five-foot-long body of the violent ape leaped away, rushing over like a hill.

"You gorilla, don't worry."

A hot light flashed in the young man's eyes. This is a kind of brilliance that only a fighting maniac can possess. He lives to fight, lives to fight, and fights to fight!

The monk surnamed He is currently between the young man and the violent ape. One side is full of demonic energy, and the other side is full of fighting spirit. The feeling of being caught in the middle is really terrible. The monk surnamed He even feels that he has stepped into the gate of hell.

Under such a suppressed aura, he couldn't even move.

"Killing you would be too dirty for my hands. Destroying a mortal spiritual weapon would be a lesson to you. If you want to regain your place in the future, remember that I am Jun Feng Chu Yi of the Supreme Xuanyang Sect. Get out."

The young man let out a long roar, bringing out two afterimages. He rushed forward at an inhumanly terrifying speed and threw the monk surnamed He who was blocking the way far away.

"boom"

Baoyuan and Chu Yi finally collided hard. There was a huge difference in stature between the two, but the result of this collision clearly showed that the two were equally powerful.

"Is this still a human being?" The monk surnamed Peng, who had been hiding not far away, exclaimed in shock.

A female monk next to him widened her eyes and said: "Brother Peng, that person claims to be a member of the Supreme Xuanyang Sect. As a respected member of the Nine Great Sects, you can understand that his strength far exceeds that of monks of the same level!"

"I don't understand. What we monks cultivate are magical powers, magical weapons and flying swords. How often have you seen monks fighting with people to this point? Such people, even within the Supreme Xuanyang Sect, must be very famous.

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"Pure Junfeng Chuyi?!"

"I really can't remember such a person in the Supreme Xuanyang Sect..." The female cultivator frowned and shook her head.

"It doesn't matter so much. He killed so many of our brothers. They let him go, but we can't let him go."

The monk surnamed Peng snorted coldly and fixed his gaze on the monk surnamed He who was struggling to get up not far away.

A flying sword with azure light was thrown out by him, turning into a blue rainbow and shooting out, easily picking off the head of the defenseless monk surnamed He.

On the other side, Chu Yi and the violent violent ape were fighting fiercely, and it had already entered a fierce stage.
Chapter completed!
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