The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 1606: Heaven-Defying Skills

The old man seemed to want to relieve the tense and awkward atmosphere, but he was born with a sense of humor and was not very articulate. He might as well not have made a joke at all, but now it was better, it was even more embarrassing.

The scene was once so depressing that it was suffocating.

Taylor coughed twice in embarrassment, touched the sweat on his forehead, swallowed, then squatted down and began to examine my injured left leg.

Instead of being embarrassed, it's better to do something serious.

The old man squatted down and observed repeatedly for a while. Without taking the magic wand, he directly stretched out his right index finger and touched my new muscles, while chanting a spell in his mouth.

Soon, green spots of light swam through the wound hole at a slow speed. Every time they passed through, a small cloud of smoke would rise and dissipate in the air.

This step lasted for more than ten minutes before the old man finally stopped.

Somehow, every time the light spot moved around, the pain in his left leg became lighter, until finally, the pain had weakened to an undetectable level.

Taylor breathed lightly, picked up the bottle and took a sip, and said, "Okay, let's release the healing magic."

Gordo squatted down and chanted a spell, and a ball of light merged into the body surface. I was surprised to find that the skin, muscles, nerves, and even bones were regenerated at an extremely fast speed.

I admired: "This skill is amazing, did you realize it yourself?"

Gordo shook his head and said, "It's called quick healing, and it's a universal skill for priests."

About an hour later, the injury on my left leg finally healed.

After I recovered as before, I immediately jumped up, tried walking slowly, and tried jumping on the spot. Seeing that everything was as before, I was in a good mood, picked up the thrown sword aside, and prepared to fight the sand python again.

Behind me, Taylor suddenly called me and waved his hand at me.

Walking closer, the old man took a sip of wine and said, "Although the sand python's fangs won't kill you as long as they don't penetrate your head, you have to be careful, little bastard. I don't want to be honest." When I was happily drinking, a man suddenly rushed in, yelling at me to help you heal your injuries. Not only did it disturb my mood, but he even kicked down a bottle of fine wine!"

At the end of the sentence, the old man was quite moved, and his brows and eyes were full of heartache and regret for the bottle of wine.

Unable to bear to look at the old man's sad expression, I turned my head to the side and said in a deep voice, "I understand."

Facing my insincere answer, the old man was not dissatisfied. He waved his hand and told me to do what I wanted to do. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground and drank wine while admiring the desert scenery on the 22nd floor.

With Taylor in charge, I felt relieved. I waved my Odachi sword and went all over the world to find lone sand boas.

In terms of strength, I can definitely confront the sand python, and I can even suppress it unilaterally.

Maybe someone here will question, after you were almost killed by a sand python a few hours ago, you still dare to brazenly say that you can suppress it unilaterally?

In fact, the thing is like this, the previous distress was purely due to my unilateral negligence.

If I had not gone back through the portal, but had chosen to fight the sand python directly, I might not have been passive, and my left leg would not have had a big hole.

Everything was caused by my cowardice in refusing to fight and my miscalculation of the sand python's speed and attack power.

Not long after, I found a lone sand boa and started fighting with it.

I used my flexible posture to dodge the blows from the sand python's tail, and at the same time, I frequently used my knife to slash the sand python's body.

The dense khaki shell was like the outer armor of an armored vehicle. I slashed and slashed at it, but I couldn't make a single effective wound.

This shows how destructive the wind blades released by Bai Yunying are.

After another seven cuts, the Odachi was not happy. It said depressedly: "You brat, can't you cut accurately? My Leopold Blade has a great reputation. Before I came here, I could cut gold and crack rocks. Everything is endless, it’s great in your hands, I can’t even cut a snake, where can you put this old face of mine!”

"Face?" I asked curiously: "Does the knife also have a face?"

"Bullshit, of course the knife has no face. What I mean is my reputation. To me, reputation is face!"

"Having said that," I said distressedly: "The killing intent has been used, the combat skills have been activated, and now you can be regarded as cutting iron like clay, but you can't do anything about the sand python's shell. What do you want me to do?"

"Continue to infuse killing intent and continue to improve the power of your combat skills." Odachi said: "Don't tell me you don't even understand such a simple truth!"

"Of course I understand, but in this situation, do you think I have time to improve those?" I lowered my head and flashed a whip, and continued: "Look, how dangerous it is, if someone doesn't pay attention. , I feel so cold!"

"Tsk" Odachi said angrily: "I usually ask you to practice more, but you push back and forth, sneak around and play tricks. Now that you are on the battlefield, you must be in trouble."

Hearing this, I immediately retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't usually cheat."

"If you didn't cheat, you'd be a ghost!" Odachi retorted: "I stay next to you every day, how can I know what you've done!"

I curled my lips, stopped paying attention to it, and concentrated on fighting.

While the fight was going on, I heard a boom and explosion not far away, which frightened me and attracted the attention of the sand python.

More than ten meters away, a severely injured sand boa screamed and rushed towards my team.

More than twenty meters away from it, at the forefront of my team, was the powerful Phoenix, with fluttering clothes and a pretty serious face. Her long, soft chestnut hair was blowing in the wind, making her handsome face look particularly extraordinary.

In front of her left waist, a pair of slender hands were clasped together, with their fingers slightly spread out. Between them, a ball of light the size of a table tennis ball was accumulating and growing at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, the ball of light exceeded the size of a volleyball, then turned into a football, until it was as big as a basketball.

At this time, the seriously injured sand python was only seven or eight meters away from her.

Hearing her scream, she pushed with her palms, and the ball of light flew out with a whoosh.

Another charged Qigong bomb.

The simple spherical qigong bullets are very similar to the vitality bullets in Dragon Ball. They are both so simple and at the same time possess extremely terrifying power.

There was another boom and explosion.

The poor sand boa was severely injured again, and blood was gushing out from the two holes the size of a basin. Now it finally knew it was afraid, and turned around and ran away, just like the sand boa that hurt me before.

How could Yura, who had been waiting aside for a long time, let it escape? The magic arrows that had been accumulated on the head of the magic staff for a long time were fired instantly, with a series of blows. The sand snake fell to the ground in pain, twitched for a long time, and finally couldn't survive it. His body straightened up and turned into black gray.

I was dumbfounded when I saw this scene.

I don’t know if Phoenix’s first qigong bomb was blocked by the gravel shell, but I could clearly see the second qigong bomb. The injured area had a complete gravel shell, but it was still hit. Heavy damage!

What a heaven-defying skill this charged Qigong bomb is!

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