Chapter 110 High-Level Mist Beast
Bang!
Another mist beast not far away looked like a cat that had transformed into a cat. With a nimbly slap of its thick front paws, it repelled the encirclement and suppression of several disciples of the Sword Star Sect in front of it.
Only Teng Shanhua blocked the claws of the mist beast with his last effort and did not take even a step back.
Le Fenglin's performance was second best. He was only knocked back one step before he was able to stab with his sword again.
The other young disciples behaved slightly unbearably, and were swept around like fallen leaves.
Among them was the dumb-headed Qing Du Ling.
His Four Realm body refining strength, even if it is not as good as that of Le Fenglin, the descendant of Sword Star Sect Master, is still outstanding among his peers.
But facing this fog beast, the strong sense of frustration and powerlessness haunted my heart again.
For some reason, the embarrassing scene where he was kicked away by Song Changming in the street suddenly appeared in his mind, and he became inexplicably irritable.
After stabilizing his body, he roared angrily and attacked the fog beast again without hesitation.
"Du Ling, don't be brave!" A fellow student nearby reminded him immediately when he saw Du Ling being so irritable.
But Du Ling didn't care, as if he wanted to prove that he was no worse than anyone else!
While Teng Shanhua and Le Fenglin were restraining the fog beast, he circled its side and stabbed its abdomen with a sword, believing that this was the weak spot in the fog beast's defense.
But this mist beast was extremely agile and had a strong sense of crisis. When the sword struck, it had already dodged in advance and opened its mouth wide.
roar!
Like a tiger roaring, the sound swept across, causing Du Ling's mind at a short distance to go blank, and he could no longer hear any other sounds.
When he came to his senses, he seemed to have been hit by a high-speed train and flew out on the spot.
When he fell hard to the ground, his mouth and nose were bleeding profusely, the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, and severe pain spread throughout his body.
Seeing the fog beast biting at him again, he couldn't move.
"Evil beast!" Teng Shanhua and Le Fenglin tried to stop him with their swords, but the fog beast relied on its physical strength and invincibility to forcefully break through the sword net.
The fanged mouth had already kissed him.
This fog beast possesses a certain amount of intelligence and is quite cunning. It tries to kill enemies that are easy to deal with first, absorbs their essence and blood to further strengthen itself, and then deals with stronger enemies.
Du Ling, who had just come up to him, was obviously weaker than Teng Shanhua and Le Fenglin, so the fog beast set its target firmly on him.
"It's over!"
Du Ling, who was lying on the ground, felt desperate and remembered Teng Shanhua's previous warnings. This time he had to pay the price for his reckless behavior.
Even the sect background behind him could not protect him from this bloody mouth.
However, just as he had this desperate thought and his whole body was cold, someone suddenly looked at his body and kicked him impatiently.
This kick made him more painful and opened many wounds, but it also kicked him away in time and avoided the fatal blow of the chasing fog beast, so that he would not die suddenly on the spot.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure standing where he was just now. It was Song Changming, who he considered to be a wasted, timid and fearful figure.
Facing the fog beast flying toward him, Song Changming looked as usual, without any intention of retreating, and he stretched out his arm to cut off the thick long knife in his hand.
The fog beast is larger than the average tiger, and the impact of its flying attack is enough to break the entire body of a martial artist.
Du Ling himself suffered greatly from this, as this fog beast was so powerful that it was unstoppable.
However, the next scene.
A blur of silver light flashed through the air, and Song Changming swung the long knife and accurately struck the fog beast's fang-filled mouth and its two front claws.
Bang!
The stone tiles on the ground were broken into pieces by Song Changming's footsteps, and he forcibly withstood the opponent's terrifying impact.
Song Changming mobilized his arms with great force, and the surging power of the bull demon was stimulated, pouring down like a waterfall, but instead chopped the fog beast, which was much larger than him, to the ground!
Dust was flying and gravel was flying.
This scene is visually stunning!
Compared to the fog beast, Song Changming looked more like a humanoid rampaging beast!
With a terrifying display of power and an indomitable force of the sword, the fog beast was forcibly suppressed with just one face-to-face effort.
Du Ling was lying on the ground not far away, half-conscious and half-awake. After witnessing this scene, he had no idea in his mind.
Song Changming ignored his clamor before. Was it because he was afraid of trouble? Is it cowardly to refuse Le Fenglin's challenge?
Now, he seems to understand that it is just his self-righteousness.
The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant he is deep in his heart.
Maybe in Song Changming's eyes, he was just a small character jumping up and down, so why bother getting angry with him.
When Du Ling thought of this, he was unable to think any more. He was so injured that he passed out.
"So strong!" Le Fenglin on the other side was also shocked when he saw this scene.
He knew how powerful this fog beast was. This was evident from the fact that he and Teng Shanhua had just joined forces and had yet to stop the fog beast.
"Feng Lin, go and take Du Ling to the back! Song Wei and I will stop this fog beast!" Teng Shanhua made an immediate decision when he saw this.
He first wanted to ensure the safety of the young disciples who had gained experience during this trip, and secondly, he wanted to help Liu Dingsheng retire smoothly today.
On the ground, the fog beast was struck by Song Changming's sword, and the blood in its mouth proved that the sword he had just struck had broken the defense of the fog beast. Fighting a fog beast can break its defense, which is not an easy task for a warrior.
Only by causing effective damage to the fog beast can we really have a chance to kill the fog beast.
The mist beast on the ground struggled and rolled crazily. Song Changming held the handle of the knife in both hands and slashed down smoothly with the dragon pattern knife.
boom!
The fog beast turned over in time and retreated like a spring. Song Changming swung his knife in the air, leaving only a very deep knife mark on the ground.
At this time, the fog beast poked its head out and bit again, but Song Changming dexterously used the light body skill to dodge it.
Then he swung the knife with one hand, used the Soul-Severing Knife technique, and quickly slashed at the neck of the fog beast.
He still put 80% to 90% of his strength into this knife, and tried his best, but the separation of the corpses that he imagined did not happen.
The fog beast was just chopped by him and rolled a few times on the ground before standing up again with its head shaking.
There was a knife mark and a dent on the neck, but that was all.
"It's so hard!" Song Changming couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
If it were a duel with a martial artist, it would be hard to imagine that anyone could survive after being stabbed by him.
Fighting against this mist beast is indeed very different from fighting against warriors.
At the same time, Teng Shanhua also came to kill him. His sword skills were also very powerful, but the damage done to the fog beast was quite limited.
The most important thing is that this fog beast will suck the blood around it. The wounds that were finally inflicted will heal quickly after absorbing the blood.
This is also a difficult point for fog beasts.
With its super self-healing ability, if you can't kill it with one blow, it will easily lead to an anxious and difficult battle.
When the force is exhausted, the remaining ones will have no choice but to escape and become food for the fog beasts.
Those who had no choice but to fight the fog beast in the courtyard were all martial arts masters. There were not many casualties so far, and the blood that the fog beast could absorb was limited.
Song Changming took a deep breath, moved towards the mist beast, and used the sword skill in his hand to change again.
Since the Soul-Destroying Sword couldn't kill the mist beast, he had no intention of retaining his strength and directly used his already accomplished super-level sword skill, Feiyan Style.
The sharp blade cut through the layers of air waves and flew through the air.
In the howling wind, there seemed to be hundreds of birds intertwined with the sound of light bells.
Song Changming used his elegant posture to avoid the claws of the fog beast, leaned over and slashed with his long knife, slashing on his hind leg bone.
A trace of blood instantly appeared on it, dyeing the thick fur red.
"Good sword skills!" Teng Shanhua was so close that he could see clearly and his eyes lit up.
Although this sword did not severely damage the fog beast, it was enough to shock him!
Not to mention anything else, Song Changming is definitely worthy of the reputation he carries with his skill with this sword!
Although he has never dueled with Le Fengling, Teng Shanhua asked himself, 90% of the time Le Fengling is not Song Changming's opponent!
It’s really no wonder that Song Changming refused. Apart from being similar in age, the two of them are basically not on the same level in terms of strength.
Even when he saw Song Changming's exquisite sword skills, he felt a little ashamed and had no confidence that he could beat Song Changming, let alone the other Sword Star Sect disciples he brought out.
The mist beast's body was unbalanced by the sword and fell to one side due to the force.
Song Changming was like a spinning top. After dexterously turning twice, he fired out several more knives in an instant, all of which landed on the fog beast's hind leg.
And no matter how the fog beast moves, he can keep the landing point of each knife absolutely consistent.
If it was difficult to cut off with one knife, he would chop it with five, ten, or dozens of knives!
No matter how strong the defense of this mist beast is, it is still made of flesh and blood, so he doesn't believe that it can't stop killing it!
So when the Feiyan style sword was almost at the tip of the hair, after more than ten blows, the fog beast's hind leg was almost chopped into pieces by Song Changming.
His light body skill combined with Feiyan style complement each other, and each of them can increase their power.
During the process, whether the fog beast wanted to fight back against Song Changming or escape from Song Changming, it was difficult to do so.
After a few breaths, Song Changming cut off one of the fog beast's hind legs as he wished.
Therefore, without this leg, the fog beast had no speed at all, and half of the threat was gone. In front of Song Changming and Teng Shanhua, it was just waiting to be slaughtered.
At the corner of the courtyard wall not far away, the man in red robe holding the mist gold also noticed a high-level mist beast on Song Changming's side that had been severely wounded.
"It would be a pity for the high-level fog beast to die here like this. It still has the potential to grow."
His voice came out from under the hood, and at the same time he raised his hand, and some scorching mist spread out from the fog gold, turning into smoke arrows and shooting at the injured fog beast.
"Huh?!" Song Changming seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the man in red robe.
Seeing the incoming smoke arrows, the long knife suddenly swept out, creating a fierce wind of the knife.
Under the wind of the knife, those smoke arrows suddenly showed signs of disintegrating, but eventually they turned into wisps of floating smoke, passed Song Changming's knife, and merged into the body of the fog beast.
The fog beast roared repeatedly, its eyes bursting with red and yellow colors, as if there were flames dancing in them.
At the same time, the sword scars on its body healed quickly.
Even the hind leg that was severed by Song Changming was gradually reshaped under the scorching mist.
(End of chapter)