Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 158 Destroying the Enemy
"Hehe, let me let you know that this skill of mine is no weaker than the Tuotian Demon Skill!"

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth raised, revealing a weird smile. Dense silver scales the size of copper coins suddenly appeared out of thin air on his exposed hands, feet, and face.

It is the silver essence scale armor of Taiyi Yinjingzhi.

Since the battle against the monk who formed the alchemy, these scales have almost no effect. Yang Gan usually doesn't know how to use them in fighting skills. Hearing what the short and fat young man said this time, he couldn't help but be moved and exposed.

Sure enough, the silver scales immediately caught the attention of the two short and fat young men, and they almost made their eyes pop out.

"impossible!"

Two exclamations came out, which were blurted out subconsciously by the pudgy young man and Master Zhantai in shock.

The scales the size of copper coins that appeared on Yang Gan's body were very similar to the rumored "Tuotian Demon Art". The short and fat young man and the real Zhan Tai had only heard of it, and it was almost the same as the image of Man Beard. The two were completely attracted The sudden appearance of the scales was startled, his complexion changed and he didn't know what to do.

If the other party is really Man Beard's direct disciple, even Jiyin Island will give him some face. As for Master Zhantai's Tail Star Island, he won't dare to touch even one of Man Beard's fingers.

Seeing the moment when the chunky young man and Zhentai Zhan lost their minds, Yang Qian secretly thought it was a good opportunity, sneered, and suddenly two huge wings with shiny metallic luster appeared behind him, and the whole figure disappeared in a flash. When it was in place, only the low thunder sound could be heard from its original place.

"Flying magic weapon? Not good!" The pudgy young man's pupils shrank, and he reacted in an instant. His heart was awe-inspiring. He could only barely sense the position of the other party when he disappeared.

Master Zhantai was also frightened. He hurriedly controlled the circular magic weapon to cover himself, fearing that Yang Gan would surprise him.

Facts have proved that Zhentai Zhan obviously worried too much.

In the next moment, Yang Gan appeared less than three feet in front of the short and fat young man.

"Good come!"

With a low growl, the pudgy young man didn't care about Yang Gan's real background, now it was a critical moment of life and death, so he didn't care so much.

He screamed and clapped his hands together, and the terrifying black evil energy quickly spurted out from the palm of the short and fat young man. In an instant, it turned into two spears and was thrown over again, heading straight for Yang Gan's heart and Dantian.

Immediately afterwards, the chunky young man soared into the air, and first opened his mouth to spit out a large amount of strange, foul-smelling green venom, and sprayed it towards Yang Gan's face.

Then he quickly flipped his wrist, and a black-smelling long knife was instantly formed. The short, fat young man held the long knife in his hand and raised it fiercely.

Yang Gan, who was under the attack, showed a sneer on his face. He clenched his fists, aimed at the two black air spears that came in front of him first, and hit the head bluntly.

After two sounds of "bang bang", the two spears formed by black evil energy not only failed to pierce Yang Gan's golden fist, but broke from the tip of the spear inch by inch like being hit by a heavy hammer, and turned into black smoke in the blink of an eye , drifting away.

A strange green venom also reached the top of his head in an instant. Yang Gan swayed his shoulders without hesitation, and his figure blurred slightly before sliding several feet away with a series of afterimages.

The green venom flew into the air and fell to the ground with a stench.

Coincidentally, the location where this stream of green venom fell was exactly where the pock-marked youth and Wu Lang were.

Facing the green venom that arrived at the front door in an instant, the two of them caught it head-on before they even had the slightest reaction in the future.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The pock-marked young man and Wu Lang trembled and screamed, their skin, flesh, muscles and bones were instantly eroded, and their blood evaporated and disappeared.

A large amount of white foam immediately emerged from the two men's bodies, and at the same time emitted bursts of stench, which seemed to have extremely strong corrosive power.

In just a moment, the pockmarked young man and Wu Lang disappeared as if they had never appeared before, leaving no bones and not even a storage bag.

Only then did Yuan Yao and Yan Li react, staring blankly at the ground where they disappeared, where the foam was slowly disappearing.

The sky above Dongfu.

The chunky young man took advantage of the momentary hindrance of the green venom, and slashed at him swiftly and swiftly.

"Successful!"

The pudgy young man was overjoyed and used all his strength.

But Yang Gan seemed to have no time to dodge, and after a "dang", he was slashed heavily on the neck by the short and fat young man.

In an instant, the air seemed to be torn apart, shock waves visible to the naked eye rippled out, and the sound waves spread around like a tide.

"Impossible!" The short and fat young man was horrified. Among the monks in the entire Chaos Star Sea, he had only heard of Man Beard's Demonic Power of Holding Heaven with such a powerful body, but he didn't have time to get out yet. , the whole person suddenly froze.

In the reflection in his pupils, Yang Qian's face was full of a sarcastic sneer.

"Pfft!"

A fist full of blood protruded from the back of the short and fat young man, and the dazzling golden light reflected the black and red blood strangely.

"Ho..." The short and fat young man lowered his head, looked at his arm covered with golden light, and gasped in pain.

'Is it the magic skill of supporting the sky? 'The short and fat young man's last thought flashed away, and then his eyes fell into darkness and he lost consciousness.

There was another "puff", and Yang Qian pulled out his right arm expressionlessly. With a slight shake, the black and red blood on his arm fell from it. The entire arm was as clean as ever, without a drop of black blood attached to it. up.

Yang Gan casually took the short and fat young man's storage bag, and with a flick of his finger, Yang Gan burned the other man's body into ashes.

'Um?There is actually a picture of the sky! Yang Qian's spiritual sense penetrated into it, his eyes flashed, and then he put away the storage bag without any difference.

This kind of skillful way of killing and destroying corpses made all the monks in the cave look pale. In addition to the "Beared Beard" practiced by the short and fat young man just now, everyone regarded Yang Gan as a A ruthless magic monk.

Yang Gan then turned his head and looked at Zhan Tai Zhenren, the owner of Wei Xing Island who had frozen below.

The fighting just happened in a short time. Master Zhan Tai only hesitated for a moment. When he realized it again, the short and fat young man had already turned into ashes. The flying sword he just took out was also awkwardly held If it's in your hand, you can't hit it, and you can't escape.

Zhan Tai's face was red and white, and he stood there with embarrassment.

Inside the cave, there was a slight silence.

Master Zhan Tai held Fei Jian's hand and slowly put it down, with a smile uglier than crying.

(End of this chapter)