Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere as metal clashed against each other. A gray figure and a blue figure continuously changed positions. The black fist-generated wind sucked in the air madly, and it stirred up the air. It let out a dull and powerful howl that sounded like a vortex. It surrounded the blue figure in the middle like a perpetual motion machine that would never stop. His fighting spirit surged endlessly.
Happy, who was dressed in blue robes, had an easy time in the beginning, but he gradually lost his advantage.
Fighting to the death against a Mystical Realm martial artist was a very dangerous process, but he only knew Flowering Knights' Song, which was a high-tier martial art. He could not catch up to the monk who used his fists at all! And he was a Shaolin Temple monk who used his palms as a weapon as if he was eating and drinking.
Soon!
Happy was at a disadvantage.
Fortunately, Happy did not care about his advantage. Right then, his ultimate goal was to reach the tenth realm of Flowering Knights' Song. He did not mind it and put on a defensive stance while he calmly dealt with the situation and trained.
Because of it, the monk could bring out the profound secret of Shaolin Temple's Arhat Fist. The more he fought, the braver he became. Later on, he was practically in a frenzy. Each of his attacks was fatal, and his strength gradually increased.
Happy was accidentally grazed a few times, and the battle log immediately showed that Black Sand Invulnerable Body absorbed a certain amount of damage and experience, and his body fortification became stronger.
In the end …
After more than ten minutes, Flowering Knights' Song had only increased by less than 0.2 level, but Black Sand Invulnerable Body had increased from the initial stage of the fifth realm to the middle stage of the fifth realm.
While he fought against the monk, Happy did not let his guard down.
After all, when he came over, he had noticed that there seemed to be someone following him from a distance. Even if there wasn't anyone, the people from the three sects would not be willing to let go. They would definitely think of all sorts of methods and even pay a high price for a divination to divine his location from the diviner on the street.
So …
There was another key reason why he was at a disadvantage when he fought against the monk: Happy was multitasking.
But reality soon proved that it was necessary.
Soon, a strange sound came from the other end of the chain!
Immediately after, a black figure attached to one of the chains came out of the white fog and headed to the summit at a rather quick speed.
At the same time, Netherworld, who was attached to the iron chain, also noticed the blue-robed young player fighting fiercely at the edge of the cliff, as well as the monk who had broken his Buddhist vows, who was obviously an NPC.
When Netherworld saw that his opponent was busy fighting and that he was at a disadvantage, he was overjoyed. A good chance! While he activated his body fortification, he could not help but speed up his movements.
You Ming planned to reach the opposite cliff as fast as he could while his opponent was preoccupied with him!
However …
Just as he took action, the situation of the two sides fighting on the cliff suddenly changed dramatically, causing his excited mood to instantly drop to the freezing point.
Dragon Capture Hand!
When he saw that someone wanted to use the chance to fly over the Iron Chain and invade Punishment Mount, his gaze focused. He no longer dared to hold back his strength. He stared at the monk's fierce fist, formed his left hand into the shape of a claw, and clenched it with one hand before he shot forward like lightning.
A powerful vortex appeared on Happy's left palm.
The monk was overjoyed.
At the moment Happy avoided his attack, he struck his forearm with his left hand at the perfect moment.
If he was a martial artist at the same level as him, that move might have put him in danger, but he was just a young man in Blessed Realm who did not have a lot of qi. If he did that, he would undoubtedly show that he did not know what was good for him.
But …
At the moment the monk struck his arm, the qi that surged out of him did not injure him.
It was as if his qi had charged into a dangerous whirlpool, but it did not stir up even a single ripple. That was not all. The monk suddenly switched from striking to grabbing. He placed his fingers on a few of Shaochong and Shaoyang tendons, and his qi was instantly blocked. He could not continue using his strength, and he could only watch as the monk stretched and retracted his hand. In an instant, his balance was destroyed, and he was dragged away.
Boom!
Dragon Capture lived up to its name as one of the ultimate techniques Master Xuan Kong created himself. The way it cut into the opponent's body was ingenious, and the technique was exquisite. Happy had never seen anything like it before. Once he succeeded, the enemy would not be able to fight back.
He suppressed the crazed joy in his heart.
Happy grabbed the monk who broke his Buddhist vows and sent him flying.
His expression became stern. He turned around with short and short steps, and his Hundred-battle Saber let out a shrill whistle in the air. Even though he attacked later, he had the initiative to strike the monk's body.
"AH!!!"
A shrill and terrified scream of pain came from the monk's mouth.
Of course …
It was not because of the high damage from Flowering Knights' Song, but because the monk's body fortification technique made his body as hard as steel. His defense was astonishing, and it was very difficult for him to be heavily injured.
But Happy's Dragon Capture had unexpectedly destroyed the monk's balance, and his slash sent the monk flying off the cliff through the air!
No matter how strong the monk's body fortification technique was …
If he suddenly discovered that he was sent flying off the edge of the cliff and faced a bottomless abyss, even the evil monk, who did not have a lot of Buddha's nature, might lose his calm.
He moved alternately with his feet.
The monk who had broken his Buddhist vows reacted extremely quickly. In his panic, he managed to stop himself from falling. He turned around and landed on the chains outside the cliff …
"Clang!"
The chains shuddered.
The monk finally found his balance. He jumped high into the air like a wild goose and landed on the cliff.
'What a pity!'
When he turned, he went up against Happy, who stood with his saber horizontally across his chest and defended himself.
The monk's eyes shrank in fear! But he still braced himself and rushed over.
Before he could get close …
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two cold stars shot out and attacked the monk's midriff and groin respectively …
"Despicable!"
The monk roared in anger, but he did not dare to ignore them. He swatted away the throwing knives with both hands, and a bone-piercing chill shot out from the cliff across from him.
The fierce, dark blue saber glare was like a divine stroke that came from beyond the heavens. It sliced through the monk's terrified and pale face. This time, he was hit head-on, and he was sent flying backwards. The monk did not even need to turn his head around to know that he had fallen out of the range of the five chains in that direction.
He completed a series of killing moves.
Happy could not be bothered to look at the monk who was sent flying off the edge of the cliff. He patted his sleeves casually and cast a glance at the player on the chain who had already stopped moving forward — Netherworld.
Happy looked away and walked more than thirty feet away in a nonchalant manner. Then, he bent down and calmly picked up the brocade box he had thrown on the ground before returning to the edge of the cliff.
Netherworld remained in his original position. His eyes were fixed on the brocade box in Happy's arms, but he did not dare move. What a joke. He had just seen a Mystical Realm martial artist being easily sent off the cliff. If he went over, he would just be asking for death.
However, Netherworld did not want to embarrass himself and embarrass himself.
He said loudly, "Class One Hall will buy the item in your hands at a high price! You may name your price. "
Happy patted off the dust on the brocade box and stood proudly on the cliff. He looked like an otherworldly immortal, but when he heard Netherworld's name, a cold glare swept over him.
Clang!
Hundred-battle Saber was stabbed into the cliff, and it let out a proud hum.
It was fierce!
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