Chapter 102 The Demon Hand

The things thrown out were all the stumps and broken arms of the disciples of the four major sects, and there was even a human head.

None of the eight disciples of the four major sects who entered the cave survived, and all of them had incomplete corpses and died in a tragic state.

This time, it seemed that a hornet's nest had been stabbed. Nearly a hundred warriors outside the cave were enthusiastic, shouting and cursing at the cave one by one.

Fang Bai, who was hiding in the woods not far away, was also secretly frightened.

Eight yellow-level warriors were torn apart and thrown out in the blink of an eye. If this was really what the spirit ape did, it would prove that the disciples of the four sects were right. The spirit ape was not only powerful, but also cruel.

The grove where Fang Bai was located was only 200 meters away from the cave, which was within the sensing range of his eyes and ears.

When the eight disciples of the four major sects were killed, Fang Bai could sense a strong and violent aura permeating out, and after those stumps and arms were thrown out of the cave, the aura returned to calm, and could only sense a faint breathing and heartbeat.

This shows that the spiritual ape's control of its own functions has reached a very high level.

Based on this, Fang Bai speculated that the strength of that spirit ape had not only reached the realm of a Xuan-level martial artist, but was also comparable to himself, equivalent to a Xuan-level intermediate-level martial artist.

Fang Bai knew very well how terrifying a spirit ape with a strength comparable to a middle-level Xuan-level warrior and full of ferocity was.

Although there are hundreds of people in the four sects, if you want to kill the spirit ape and get the treasure of the heaven-level warrior, you can't do it without paying a heavy price.

It seems that he is not in a hurry to show up, which is a very wise decision.

Fang Bai was secretly grateful for this.

Fang Bai thought to himself that even if he made his own shot, he would not dare to say that he could kill that spirit ape with complete certainty.

However, if he really wants to fight the Spirit Ape, with the rich combat experience in his previous life and the vast sea of ​​exercises, Fang Bai is confident that he can defeat the Spirit Ape, all it takes is time.

Hundreds of warriors from the four sects stood outside the cave shouting and scolding. Although they were all emotional and their voices were thunderous, none of them dared to rush into the cave and fight with the spirit apes.

The warriors shouted and scolded for a while outside the cave, and they felt bored when they didn't see the spirit ape, so they began to think of other ways to force the spirit ape out to surround and annihilate it.

Some warriors kept throwing stones and other objects into the cave, and some warriors ignited dry grass and threw them into the cave. As a result, they were often thrown out by the spiritual ape as soon as they were thrown in.

The disciples of the four sects were angry and anxious, but they couldn't think of a good way.

At this moment, a young male disciple from Wanyao Valley came out and shouted, "Stop throwing things, let me try."

"Ghost, what can you do?"

Bian Xiqi, the leader of Wanyaogu, knew that his nephew was young and had many ghost ideas, so he couldn't help asking.

The Myriad Medicine Valley disciple called Ghost Hand smiled and said, "Uncle Bian, did you forget that I can control bees!"

"Manipulating bees?"

Bian Xiqi was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that you can control bees for a fart. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, "Haha" laughed loudly: "I know what you are going to do! Hurry up and use your crazy ideas, It's up to you whether you can force the ape out."

Ghost Hand grinned, took out a small jade bottle from his body, opened the cork, and a strong fragrance of flowers suddenly diffused out, extending to the surrounding with the mountain wind.

After a while, a "buzz" sounded, and all the warriors in the valley looked up into the sky on the north side, and saw a black "dark cloud" drifting towards here.

"It's a bee!"

Looking at the thousands of honey peaks that quickly flew to the top of their heads, the faces of the warriors in the valley changed slightly.

With their strength, ten or eight bees are not afraid, and dozens or hundreds of them can deal with it, but the intensive attack of thousands of bees is impossible to prevent. Once the real energy is exhausted, the bees will take advantage of it ,The consequences could be disastrous.

If a dignified martial artist is stung by a swarm of bees and gives out big red envelopes, it will make people laugh out loud.

Fortunately, the swarm just hovered above the ghost hand and didn't attack anyone.

All the warriors breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes fell on the ghost hand to see how he manipulated the bee colony to force out the ferocious spirit ape in the cave.

Ghost Hand's face was dignified, tightly grasping the medicine bottle in his hand, constantly shifting his body, and finally stood on a rock near the cave.

Where he was standing, as long as there was a mountain wind blowing, the strong fragrance of flowers in the medicine bottle in his hand would be brought into the cave.

Among the warriors, there are smart ones, with a look of enlightenment on their faces, vaguely guessing what Ghost Hand is going to do next.

hum-

The ghost hand suddenly slapped a bee-like "humming" sound. The sound was relatively gentle at first, but after a while, it turned into an aura of attack and killing.

The swarms of bees hovering above Ghost Hand, as if receiving an order to attack, formed a long queue, rushing towards the hole following the route of the scent of flowers wafting from the medicine bottle.

Not long after, a loud rumbling sound was heard from the cave, followed by the shrill and piercing angry cry of the spirit ape. Obviously, the bee colony caused the spirit ape a lot of pain and angered it.

Seeing the ghost hand revealing this unique skill of controlling bees, the faces of the three sect disciples of Shaolin Temple, Qingchengguan, and Yanyulou all showed vigilance.

Although the ghost hand itself is not strong, he can control the bee colony to attack. In the eyes of the three major sect disciples, his threat is no less than a Xuan-level martial artist.

There was a bang in the cave for a while, and a white shadow flashed, and a huge ape nearly two meters tall and covered in white hair rushed out like an arrow.

Behind the white ape, a swarm of bees followed.

After Bai Yuan rushed out of the hole, a pair of humanized eyes looked at the ghost hand holding the medicine bottle, and then with a fierce light in his eyes, he flew towards the ghost hand.

"Be careful with ghosts!"

Bian Xiqi, the leader of Wanyaogu, knew that the white ape was going to attack the ghost hand, and immediately reminded him loudly. At the same time, he moved forward to help.

The white ape was burly and seemed clumsy, but it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it jumped more than ten meters away. When the ghost hand reacted, its palm the size of a palm fan had already slapped the ghost hand's head.

The palm of the white ape is fast and ruthless, and it seems to have a thousand powers. The ghost hand even heard the sonic boom when its palm cut through the air.

The attacking power of a Xuan-level martial artist can crack open a stone tablet, and Ghost Hand knows that if his head is slapped by the slap of the white ape, it will definitely burst like a watermelon on the spot.

Under the shock of Ghost Hand, he tried his best to dodge to the left. At the same time, the one-foot-long copper medicine pestle in his hand stood up, trying his best to block the slap that Ghost Hand slapped.