"You have used Intermediate Harvest on Peak-Tier Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. Harvest successful. Fuxi Tortoise Shell + 1, Mental Strength + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"You have used Intermediate Harvest on Peak-Tier Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. Harvest successful. Immortal Totem Pendant + 1, Mental Strength + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"You have used Intermediate Harvest on Peak-Tier Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. Harvest successful. Golden Armor of the Winged Dragon + 30, Mental Strength + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"You have used Intermediate Harvest on Peak-Tier Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. Harvest successful. Green Scales of the Winged Dragon + 100, Mental Strength + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"…"
Yang Fan hid in the dark and kept using Intermediate Harvest on Yin Wuying. He wanted to take away all the Rune Treasures that it had brought.
Before this, Yang Fan had never thought that after his Doppelganger No. 1 had taken away the Sacred Weapon of the Winged Dragon clan, King Ying Long would still have other Sacred Weapons of the Winged Dragon clan. Moreover, the Winged Dragon had personally come all the way here to deliver them to him.
He was truly a beast!
If there were any more of these beasts that would come all the way here to deliver treasures, please give him another dozen!
Therefore, Yang Fan did not hold back at all. He was very happy with the harvest. After collecting the two Rune Treasures that King Ying Long had brought him, he was still not satisfied and continued to harvest.
In the end, he accidentally removed all the scales on Yin Wuying's body. Seeing that Yin Wuying was clean from head to toe, as if there was nothing left to hide, Yang Fan stopped in disappointment.
"Tsk! Just now, when I saw it bragging so much, I thought it had many Saint artifacts. In the end, it only has two! "
Yang Fan curled his lips at Yin Wuying in disdain. He had taken the other party's things and now he was complaining that the other party had too little. No one else could be as greedy as him.
Yin Wushang was furious. He quickly covered himself with red flames to cover his private parts.
"Roar!!"
He stretched his body and rolled in the air. The dragon's roar shook the earth. He had completely lost his patience with these humans. He wanted to make an example out of them. He wanted to kill all of them!
"All of you deserve to die!"
At this moment, he no longer had the mood to think about who had stolen his sacred weapons. He only knew that as long as he killed all these people, the thief who had been hiding in the dark would naturally show himself. Then, all those sacred weapons of inheritance that the thief had stolen from various clans would become his, King Ying Long's, private property!
Tian Buqi quickly retreated and regrouped with Monk Hua, Fu Zhengqing, and the others. They formed the Black Tortoise Battle Formation again and fought against the enemy together.
However.
King Ying Long, who was raging in midair, suddenly froze and his voice stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed his neck.
Then, with a boom, he landed vertically on the ground. His body, which weighed dozens of tons, stirred up billowing smoke and dust on the ground.
"How could this be?!"
"Why did my body suddenly become so heavy?!"
Yin Wuying was dumbfounded. In that instant, the pressure of gravity that was a hundred times stronger than usual made him fall to the ground without any warning. Then, without any warning, a huge golden fist suddenly fell from the sky and smashed straight down on his head.
The power of the fist was shocking. It carried a trace of terrifying aura that made even a Peak Beast King like Yin Wuying feel a little scared.
Ying Wuying's expression changed drastically. He quickly adapted to the gravitational pressure on his body and quickly dodged.
Boom!
There was a loud bang.
The Big Dipper Magical Fist had blasted a hundred-meter wide hole in the ground. The flying stones that scattered all over the place hit Yin Wuying's clean body and were burned into nothingness by the outermost layer of red flames.
Yin Wuying was still in shock.
He was so close to being hit by the huge fist that had suddenly appeared. Looking at the power of the punch on the ground, if it had really hit him, even if he did not die, he would have been seriously injured and spat out blood.
At this moment, Yin Wuying suddenly understood why Elder Wu Shang, the Three-legged Crow High Priest, and the other 130 King Realm experts of the five major tribes had all died tragically on the spot and did not even have a corpse left behind.
When Qing Wuying saw the craters on the battlefield, he didn't quite understand. He didn't know what it was that could create such a powerful and unique destructive force.
Now that he had personally experienced the attack of the Big Dipper Fist, everything became clear to him.
It turned out that the densely packed craters were actually all fist prints one after another.
Damn it!
Only the heavens knew what Elder Wu Shang and the others had experienced before. If the power of each of those fists, which were as dense as raindrops, was equal to the power of the previous punch, it was likely that all the Ferocious Beasts at the peak of the King Stage would be smashed into pieces.
"Elder Wu Shang and the others didn't die in vain!"
Yin Wuying sighed softly. He could imagine the fear and despair that more than 100 King Realm beasts had to endure under the attack of the huge fists that were as dense as rain.
Before this, it had never thought that there would be a human who could master such a powerful and unreasonable method of attack.
Yin Wuying looked around vigilantly, but he did not notice anything out of the ordinary.
The formation's fluctuation was a completely foreign aura to the beasts in the secret realm. In a hurry, they could not detect it at all.
Moreover, even if they sensed it, they did not understand the formation's rules. Even a decent human would not be able to do anything about it, let alone a beast or a monster.
The only thing that Yin Wuying was glad about was that although the huge fists were powerful, their landing points were extremely rigid. They were not as flexible as a real person's. As long as one reacted quickly, they could dodge them in advance.
Also, after the initial adaptation, the hundred-fold gravity on its body no longer had much of an effect on it. It could still react as quickly as before.
The powerful strength of a Peak Beast King was not just for show.
"Despicable humans, do you only know how to hide in the dark like a despicable assassin? If you have the ability, come out now and fight me with real swords and spears! "
Yin Wuying roared loudly, his tone full of disdain.
"A sneak attack of this level can't hurt This King at all. This King advises you to stop wasting your time and obediently surrender. Obediently hand over the secret to activating the Sacred Artifact and This King can consider leaving your corpses intact!"
Yin Wuying once again regained its initial pride and arrogance. Flames rose from its body, and it looked down at all the humans below with pity and disdain.
"So noisy!"
Yang Fan frowned slightly. He had wanted to save some energy and finish off this stupid dragon with one punch. He did not expect that after a series of punches, he could not hurt it at all.
The Gravity Realm could only be effective when one least expected it. Now that Yin Wuying had completely adapted to its existence, the effect of the sneak attack was no longer obvious.
The weakness of the Fist of the North Star was also obvious. Without the help of Soul Deterrence and Body Freezing Art, the Fist of the North Star could only deal with some low rank pseudo Beast Kings.
"You used Soul Deterrence on the Peak Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. The deterrence failed. Yin Wuying seemed to have sensed it and became alert. Mental Power + 2, Mental Will + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4. "
"You used Soul Deterrence on the Peak Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. The deterrence failed. Yin Wuying seemed to have sensed it and became alert. Mental Power + 2, Mental Will + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4. "
"…"
Ying Wuying had used his divine soul deterrence three times in a row, but all of them ended in failure. Yang Fan couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He didn't expect this Winged Dragon King's divine soul to be so powerful. It had already far surpassed the normal level of some Half step Kings.
"Zhong Ling, lend me some more of your soul power!"
With no other choice, Yang Fan could only ask Zhong Ling for help again. Only after combining with Zhong Ling's soul would Yang Fan be able to have a soul power that was far beyond a Rank 1 King.
Zhong Ling pouted unwillingly.
'What is master doing? Didn't he just borrow it once? Again?' 'Do you really think I'm an ATM machine or something?'
'My cartoon, my' Stupid Cute Little Chick '!'
The little girl was very willing, but due to the rules of the soul contract, she had to take back her gaze from the cartoon. She moved her mind and took the initiative to make contact with Yang Fan's soul.
"Your spirit body, Zhong Ling, has used up part of her mental power to perform the soul connection skill. Your mental power has been strengthened to the extreme, and your soul power has increased by several folds!"
"You have used the Divine Soul Deterrence skill on the Peak Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying, successfully deterred! The Peak Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying's body has been paralyzed for one second. Mental Power + 2, Spiritual Willpower + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4. "
In just a short while, Yin Wuying had been paralyzed completely. He could not move his body at all.
When Yang Fan thought back to how Clone No. 1 had once killed a Raindragon Guard, Yang Fan couldn't help but want to personally test it out.
In a flash, he gave up on the idea of using the Fist of the North Star to kill this stupid dragon. Under the shocked and incredulous gaze of Fu Zhengqing, Zhu Huanan and the rest, he flew up and appeared in front of Yin Wuying's neck.
At this moment, Yin Wuying's body was paralyzed and fell to the ground again. The red flames on his body had completely dissipated because he no longer had the support of his Demonic Power.
Now, King Ying Long was like a chicken without feathers. There was no cover on his body. All of his weaknesses were exposed in front of Yang Fan.
Yang Fan did not hesitate. He stretched out his small hand and turned his palm into a claw. He scratched King Ying Long's exposed neck twice.
"You used Choke Kill on the Peak Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying. Choke Kill successful. Peak Beast King (Incomplete) Yin Wuying's throat has been crushed. One hit kill. Health + 700000, Spiritual Willpower + 1000, Skill Proficiency + 10. "
Just once.
Ying Wuying, who was extremely powerful, had his throat crushed. He didn't even have the chance to scream before he died in an incomparably aggrieved manner.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
