Chapter 377 377 on the itinerary
"Um??"
On the white boat, Zhang Rongfang stared at the monk Kong Chi who exploded.
He originally planned to do a preliminary rehearsal to practice the perfection of his rhetoric. It would be great if someone could point out his flaws in person.
But now
Exploded?
what happened?
"Interesting." Zhang Rongfang lightly tapped his toes, landed on the intact ship's side and looked down at Kong Chi who was changing.
A large number of silver threads waved and made a sound of breaking through the air, moving around, and then reunited like knitting a sweater.
In a few seconds, it knits back to its original appearance.
But this time.
This kind of weaving seems to be different.
Or the Kong Chi after weaving, the look is completely different.
Before, he could still see his emotional changes, whether he was angry or confused.
Available now.
On that rough face, there was only one look—tranquility and peace.
Like the Buddha standing high in the temple.
A subtle sense of familiarity surged into Zhang Rongfang's heart.
He squinted his eyes, and immediately thought of the statue of the blood **** he saw before.
The Kong Chi at this time is very similar to the previous statue.
"Interesting, let me see, what method will you use to resist me"
Zhang Rongfang moved his hands to adjust his body to the best condition.
Boom!
In an instant, Kong Chi's body disappeared in place.
His instant movement speed was so fast that it knocked open the air and sent out a violent airflow to disperse.
The diffused airflow forms a gust of wind, blowing the debris on the surrounding decks and constantly rolling.
Zhang Rongfang's pupils shrank slightly, and he hurriedly raised his hands and crossed them in front of him to block them.
But still a little slow.
when!
Kong Chi hit his shoulders with both hands at the same time, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.
The huge impact was like a bomb, hitting Zhang Rongfang's shoulders with flesh and blood, and splashing backwards.
The deck cracked and exploded, and Zhang Rongfang was unable to unload his strength, and was directly shot into the lower floors.
Boom!
He was on his back and kept falling.
At this time, he could see clearly what Kong Chi had become now.
Just in the process of erupting, this seemingly unintelligent monk has turned into a strange man with fingernails growing on his hands and sharp as knives.
A layer of wing-like muscle bulges grew out of his back, but the wings didn't take shape, as if they were still bound by a skin membrane.
At this time, Kong Chi's upper legs were elongated, and his toes were all turned into sharp horns that were as sharp as blades.
From a distance, he no longer has a human form, but more like some kind of wild beast hunter in nature.
Boom!
Zhang Rongfang fell **** the second floor, the ground exploded, and almost fell down again.
But it finally stabilized.
He hurriedly turned over to avoid his original position.
With a whoosh, Kong Chi's figure descended from the sky, and hit Zhang Rongfang's chest hard with a knee bump.
Boom!
The floor exploded.
The old monk was caught off guard and fell down, falling into the third floor, which is also the bottom of the ship.
In the dark cabin, Zhang Rongfang stood up and patted the ashes off his body.
The wounds on his shoulders have healed at this time, intact as before.
After reaching more than 90% flesh and blood, his overall body quality increase at this time has reached an exaggerated level.
Plus the super high healing speed of the life value itself.
It can be said that at this time, his healing ability is no worse than that of a martial artist.
Standing in the cabin, he held his breath and listened quietly.
Suddenly he avoided to the right.
Boom!
A figure leaped from below and smashed through the floor, grabbing at his face.
Amid the splash of sawdust, Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and pressed the heavy mountain down.
The three extreme states superimpose the power of mountains, colliding with each other head-on.
when!
There was another loud bang like striking iron.
Zhang Rongfang retreated several steps in a row, his legs sunk in every step.
"Again!" He laughed. There is a kind of carefree feeling in my heart to display what I have learned.
Immediately, he pulled out his feet and threw himself forward again with all his strength.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The two fought against each other like a storm, and from time to time they just brushed a little bit of the surrounding edges, and then smashed the surrounding wooden walls to pieces.
The White Ship groaned in the aftermath of their battle.
The walls burst and penetrated block by block.
Zhang Rongfang played vigorously, and the multiple of Zhongshan continued to increase.
From double to triple.
Three times to five times.
Gradually, he suppressed Kong Chi head-on.
"Not enough not enough not enough!! Hahahaha! Let me have more fun!"
Repressed for a long time, the release made Zhang Rongfang's arms turn into phantoms, striking towards Kong Chi overwhelmingly.
From a distance, it seems that he gave birth to dozens of arms at the same time.
"Death!" Kong Chi roared, and the skin of his body began to appear light silver, and silver threads gradually began to drill out of his mouth, nose, ear holes and eyes, stabbing toward Zhang Rongfang like tentacles.
As a grandmaster, he has gradually reached the pinnacle of his physical fitness.
But that's it, but there is still a little distance from Zhang Rongfang on the opposite side.
"Final Form: King Yaksha!"
Finally, after being knocked back by a palm again, Kong Chi opened his mouth mechanically, and his throat made a sound like a loud bell.
The sound wave was like a starter, shaking his whole body instantly.
Let its body undergo rapid and drastic changes.
Its size became even thinner.
The silver lines on the skin of the whole body began to weave twisted ghost faces one by one.
A row of exhaust holes grows densely from its back.
Poof.
A wave of air exploded, and the empty idiot rushed towards Zhang Rongfang like a cannonball.
He formed a knife with one hand, and split into dozens of hand knives in mid-air, as if all the hand knives were real, and stabbed Zhang Rongfang at the same time.
This is too fast, resulting in afterimages at the same time.
The Yaksha method in the True Buddha Temple is based on the speed of increase.
The final form of Kong Chi's practice is the Yaksha King who erupted from the Yaksha as the main extension.
Its speed has skyrocketed by several percent compared to just now.
At this time, even Zhang Rongfang can only see a shadow.
Yes, he can no longer see Kong Chi's movement speed clearly.
But that's okay.
Zhang Rongfang didn't care about it, gathered strength with both hands at the same time, and frantically swung his fists in front of him.
"Heavy Mountain Ten Times!"
Hoo! !
His violent punches are like raindrops, forming a strong wind and blowing forward.
The strong wind formed a wall, which was just formed when it was smashed open by a huge figure.
Boom! !
In an instant, the two collided at the same time.
Four arms fight each other, fists fight swords.
Just for a moment, the two flew backwards together.
Zhang Rongfang smashed through the planks of the hull and fell into the sea, splashing white water waves.
Kong Chi also crashed out of the hull, but the silver thread on his body flew out suddenly, grabbed the hull, and pulled it back forcefully like tentacles.
As soon as he came back from a stand, he lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Obviously he was injured during the duel. And it's not an ordinary injury.
At this time, the Buddha-like sense of peace before this time gradually faded away from him.
A hint of sanity resurfaced in his pupils.
"What's going on!? How did I enter the final ceremony!?" Kong Chi looked at the mess around him inexplicably.
At this moment, all the memories of the fight just flooded into his mind.
His complexion changed suddenly.
The impact of a large number of picture memories made him involuntarily cover his mind.
"No! That person just now! That person pretending to be Zhang Ying!?"
"What happened to me before!? Is there something. I seem to have forgotten something??"
Kong Chi felt as if a picture was missing in his mind.
The memory of the previous fight seems incoherent.
There seems to be a small piece missing.
He took a deep breath and looked at the position where Zhang Rongfang fell into the sea.
"Is it dead?"
"That's right, without worshiping God, having such strength is beyond imagination. He is definitely not as fast as I recover after being injured! So."
Boom! !
In an instant, the whole white boat vibrated suddenly.
Then began to shake violently.
"What's going on!?" Kong Chi's face changed drastically, suddenly he seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked at the bottom.
"Could it be!?!"
He thought of a terrible possibility!
at this time.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, a gap broke through the bottom of the entire white boat from the outside to the inside.
Accompanied by the seawater gushing in from the spring, a burly figure broke through the waves, leaped forward, and lightly landed on the wooden board not far in front of Kong Chi.
The delicate seawater turned into lines, flowing and sliding from Zhang Rongfang's body surface and muscle lines.
The remaining water stains are quickly evaporated by the high body temperature and turned into hazy water vapor.
Apart from the messy black long hair scattered on the shoulders randomly like seaweed, Zhang Rongfang's whole body at this time does not have the slightest wound!
Do not!
He doesn't even have a scar!
Kong Chi was horrified. He involuntarily wanted to step back.
But as soon as he thought about it, he forcibly suppressed it.
Do not! no!
He has entered the final form at this time, and must not retreat!
Once he retreats, his master realm will definitely degenerate! Until then!!
Kong Chi gritted his teeth, and the air hole on his back blasted out air, pushing him forward with a vertical palm.
What he practiced is one of the supreme skills of the True Buddha Temple, the true form of subduing demons.
Waking up at this time is much better than using only brute force in the unconscious state before.
The power and skills of moves have also increased a lot.
but.
"Are there no new tricks?"
Zhang Rongfang showed a slight disappointment on his face.
"Dead!" Kong Chi's facial blood vessels protruded, and the blood and silver in his eyes mingled and swirled.
In the final state, he failed to kill the opponent, so if the strength is still the same as before, he knows that there is a high probability that he will not be able to escape.
so.
The only way to survive is to die!
Seeing that he was about to rush in front of Zhang Rongfang, suddenly he struck with both hands together, and the five fingers of his left hand were snapped off with precision.
Five fingers were severed, the wound was cut like a knife, and the silver thread surged and sprayed out suddenly.
Chi Chi Chi Chi! !
Even Zhang Rongfang couldn't predict this momentary change.
When he found out, the distance between the two was only three meters.
Three meters is an instant for the master.
"pity."
Zhang Rongfang's figure flashed to the left. He narrowly avoided the silver line's pounce and puncture.
"The speed of the Grandmaster's final pose is really hard for me to avoid, but the speed of the spiritual thread is not fast."
The swift spiritual line back then was nothing in his eyes at this time.
He kept dodging and dodging the spirit thread, and waited with leisure, waiting for Kong Chi to fall into a period of weakness after releasing the spirit thread.
(end of this chapter)
