C232 The War with Master Huike
However, the stronger Master Huike became, the more excited Zhou Yang became. Since they were going to fight to the death, Zhou Yang could use all his strength!
He casually took out two Energy Recovery Pills from his spatial ring and ate them. Zhou Yang saw that the light from the two Four Images Seal had gradually weakened. Master Huike, who was in the pit, finally jumped out of the pit and saw his face. Haha! Immeasurable Daoist Priest laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, hasn't Master Huike reached the peak of Qi Refining and Soul Formation? How could he be so embarrassed by a Middle Period of Golden Core Stage brat? If this gets out, I wonder how many people will think of him as a laughing stock. "
Master Huike's black robe had already become tattered, revealing his skinny upper body. His explosive muscles and bronze-colored skin made him look exceptionally strong. His expression was even uglier. His face was covered in dirt and dirt, and his face was full of anger. Although he wasn't injured much, he appeared to be in a very sorry state.
"Humph, stinky Daoist, is there any place for you to speak?"
Master Huike wiped the dust off his face and looked at Zhou Yang. His eyes were full of caution, and he said, " I didn't expect you to force me to use my full strength. Very good. I didn't expect that I really underestimated you. However, you won't have such good luck after this. I will skin you and make your body into a living puppet. Watch my move!"
After saying that, Master Huike waved the Vajra Pestle in his right hand. Inner Qi shook one's heart and soul, and at the same time, the chanting from before rang out. At the same time, his left hand did not idle either. It formed a fist the size of a sandbag. He threw a punch at Zhou Yang.
"Today, I'll let you witness my true talent, Buddhist Dragon Subduing Fist!"
"Forget it, what Dragon Subduing Fist? I still have the Tiger Subduing Fist!"
Zhou Yang curled his lips and stood where he was, unable to open his eyes. This Master Huike's Qi was too powerful. Immediately after, he grabbed the flying sword with his right hand and threw a punch with his left hand. He moved his feet and clashed with Master Huike.
The collision between the Vital Spirit and inner Qi had caused a huge fluctuation. With the two of them as the center, the shockwave spread out in all directions. It was very powerful. The surrounding trees and rocks were all turned into powder, and it even affected Immeasurable Daoist Priest who was standing far away.
"These two people are really putting their lives on the line."
Immeasurable Daoist Priest waved his right hand, and the Daoist robe completely neutralized the shock wave. He once again looked at the place where the two of them were fighting. Although their speed was extremely fast, he could still see them.
Master Huike was a martial artist after all. Whether it was in close combat or physical strength, he was far superior to Zhou Yang. Although Zhou Yang could withstand it for a short period of time, he was far from being able to kill Master Huike.
Immeasurable Daoist Priest shook his head. If Zhou Yang did not have any other moves, then... He was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Master Huike today. After all, Master Huike's realm was stronger than Zhou Yang's. In addition to the unique defensive strength of a warrior, he was simply a moving human-shaped machine. He had the ability to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.
Zhou Yang discovered that there was indeed a huge gap between him and Master Huike in this aspect. For a moment, he was unable to win, so he decided to split his attention and control the flying sword. At the same time, he used both of his strengths to fight the enemy. This time, it was a little easier.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The two of them exchanged a few more punches, causing a tsunami like shockwave. Both of them retreated, and Zhou Yang landed steadily on top of a large rock. He looked like he was gasping for breath. Just now, he had also used a lot of strength. However, the Vital Spirit didn't lose much, but the Master Huike opposite him was different. His inner Qi consumption was definitely much greater than Zhou Yang's Vital Spirit.
And when he was distracted just now, Zhou Yang had even used the flying sword to scratch his back. Fresh blood flowed out, making Zhou Yang feel much more at ease. It seemed like he wasn't really made of copper skin or iron that was invulnerable to weapons. It was just that the Vajra Pestle was more powerful. As long as his flying sword found the right time, it would be able to cut off Master Huike's head!
"Good fellow! Looks like I won't be able to kill a little beast like you if I don't show my true ability today!"
Master Huike endured the pain, and his face was filled with rage. For so many years, no one had ever hurt him twice. Zhou Yang was the first, but he was definitely the last!
Under Master Huike's fury, the Vajra Pestle in his hand shone brightly. An even stronger spiritual fluctuation was transmitted into Zhou Yang's mind. This was actually the ability to disturb Zhou Yang's sea of consciousness. This old bald monk really knew the immortality cultivator too well!
However, he didn't expect that Zhou Yang's Divine Sense would be at a level that wasn't at its current level. In just an instant, Zhou Yang's mind regained its clarity. At the same time, Master Huike's Vajra Pestle also smashed towards Zhou Yang's head. It was as if he wanted to kill Zhou Yang with a single strike. It was extremely frightening.
In an instant, Zhou Yang hurriedly threw out a few punches. The fists that contained powerful Vital Spirit were indestructible. In a split second, they collided with Master Huike's Vajra Pestle, producing a rumbling sound. Master Huike didn't expect Zhou Yang to be able to break away from the chanting so quickly. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
Furthermore, Zhou Yang's pure Vital Spirit had once again surprised Master Huike. This kid was definitely only in his twenties, but his Vital Spirit was much stronger than the Middle Period of Golden Core Stage that Master Huike had seen before. This was really an evil sect!
Although Master Huike thought so much, it was only a thought in time. He didn't give Zhou Yang any time to catch his breath. He saw that Zhou Yang had forced his Vajra Pestle back. He clenched his fist and shot it at Zhou Yang's waist. His movements were very skillful.
When Zhou Yang's fist collided with the Vajra Pestle just now, his fist still felt some pain. He knew that this Vajra Pestle was a saint artifact, but he never imagined that it would be so difficult to deal with. This was not only an offensive weapon, but it also had the ability to disturb the enemy's mind. It could be said that it was impossible to guard against it. It was indeed worthy of being a treasure brought out by the Kunlun Holy Land.
Sensing Master Huike's Vajra Pestle coming at him once more, Zhou Yang didn't dare to be slow. The flying sword was still floating in the air, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack Huike. Therefore, Zhou Yang could only use his fist to meet the enemy.
Master Huike's strength and speed far exceeded Zhou Yang's, especially when he was attacking with all his strength. Just as Zhou Yang's Divine Sense predicted what kind of attack he was going to make, his attack arrived.
Just as the Vajra Pestle was about to strike Zhou Yang from the waist, suddenly... Master Huike made a sudden change of attack. He put away the Vajra Pestle and swung his left palm at Zhou Yang's chest. Zhou Yang was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain in his chest. He was sent flying!
"Puff! Puff!"1
It was obvious that Master Huike had prepared for this attack. It was truly a sinister move. Zhou Yang spat out three mouthfuls of blood in a row and crashed into a large rock. Even the hard rock couldn't block Zhou Yang's attack. It instantly turned into a pile of powder.
"Hahaha, die young Zhou Yang!"
Master Huike laughed wildly. This palm strike was enough to severely injure Zhou Yang, and it was a good time for him to take advantage of the situation and chase after Zhou Yang. With a horizontal swing of the Vajra Pestle, it struck towards Zhou Yang.
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