239 Strange Magic Art(2/2)
He slammed the storage bag on his waist and flew out seven or eight high-level magic weapons. He controlled them with his spiritual consciousness and faced the many flying swords that Ye Chen was attacking with all his strength. At the same time, he rushed towards Ye Chen with three swords between him.
He punched out with a huge punch, fighting with his body, showing no fear.
A giant fist weighing tens of thousands of kilograms is enough to crack a boulder. The strength of the foundation-building monks is evident, but their physical bodies are equally strong, far superior to the boulders.
There are not enough magic weapons, so I just fight hand to hand.
Bang, bang, bang!
In an instant, the two men were clashing with fists, their sword energy was radiating with force, and the more than a dozen magical weapons around them violently attacked and defended each other dozens of times.
Ye Chen was secretly shocked.
I have practiced the "Splitting God Art" to the third level, and my spiritual consciousness has been split three times for a total of eight spiritual consciousnesses, so that I can control seven or eight magic weapons at the same time.
Although this Xu Wei is a rich man like the young sect leader, he doesn't seem to be a drunkard. I don't know what kind of spiritual consciousness skills he practices. His spiritual consciousness has been split at least three times, and he is equipped with high-level magic weapons.
It's evenly matched.
Xu Wei is at the third level of the foundation stage, and his physical strength is obviously 10,000 kilograms worse than Ye Chen's. He keeps retreating during the heavy blows. His magic power is not as strong as Ye Chen's. If nothing happens, he will be defeated in a moment.
"Ye Chen, you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me!"
Xu Wei couldn't help but retreat, but his pale and cold face showed ferocious ecstasy.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Wei punched out with both fists. He was about to fight with Ye Chen's heavy punch. Suddenly, his fists turned into claws. His sharp claws grabbed Ye Chen's heavy punch and withstood Ye Chen's forty thousand kilograms.
Fists violently with both fists.
Xu Wei completely withstood Ye Chen's heavy punch, spurting out a large mouthful of blood and suffering serious internal injuries.
"He didn't hesitate to exchange his wounds for claws. What did he want to do? Did he hesitate to get hurt to hold himself back and let the black-clothed monk come over?! Even if she comes over, I release forty fourth-level fire crows, and the two of them will do the same.
It’s death, just catch them all in one fell swoop!”
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and sneered in his heart.
But an inexplicable sense of crisis still made him uneasy, as if something was wrong.
"Go to hell, I will absorb all your energy and blood essence and use it for me!"
Xu Wei laughed wildly and shouted, his claws suddenly erupted with bursts of strange white light, and his sharp claws pinched Ye Chen's fists tightly. His pale face was even more excited, as if he had seen the best prey.
Same. A strong suction force surged out from his claws.
Ye Chen suddenly felt that the essence and blood in his body were being absorbed crazily by Xu Wei Yao's strange claws along his fists.
Essence and blood are the foundation of the monk's physical body and the source of strength. The stronger the energy and blood, the stronger the strength. Once a large amount of essence and blood passes away, the strength will naturally weaken. The essence and blood will be completely exhausted and the physical body will die. The essence of energy and blood is what monks use to cultivate their vitality.
The fundamental point is that without the protection of the essence and blood of the physical body, the low-level monks cannot last long with their soul alone.
"What kind of skill is this!"
Ye Chen was shocked and lost his voice.
After all, he never expected that Xu Wei would actually practice an extremely weird technique.
Xu Wei's claws were frantically sucking away his essence and blood. In just a short breath, one-tenth of his essence and blood was sucked away. This also meant that he lost one-tenth of his strength in an instant.
one.
On the contrary, Xu Wei's originally pale face turned rosy rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. His strength was also rising rapidly, one ebbing and another, but it was just a matter of breaths. His strength was almost the same as Ye Chen, even
To surpass Ye Chen.
The two of them were originally 40,000 kilograms vs. 30,000 kilograms in strength, but it quickly turned into more than 30,000 kilograms vs. more than 30,000 kilograms.
Ye Chen's expression changed drastically, he was in disbelief, his face quickly turned pale and bleeding, and his fists were unable to break away from Xu Wei's increasingly powerful claws.
"Haha, you were fooled!"
Xu Wei was extremely proud and laughed wildly, "You think my biggest support is the little witch Liu Hongdan from the Feng Mo Sect, and I'm just an incompetent fairy dandy?! That's wrong, I worship the young master of the Fire Sect, how can I kill my enemy?
You have to use the help of others! Not only do I want you to die, but I also want you to taste the power of my magic power, suck all your energy and blood, and use it for me to break through the stagnant realm of cultivation! You Tianxu Sect
Isn’t the direct disciple of the headmaster incredibly talented? In just one year, he actually surpassed me and broke through the fourth level of the foundation building stage! I will absorb all your energy and blood essence and turn you into a waste. I will use your hands to break through the cultivation level and then kill you.
you!"
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