Chapter 845 Desert Centipede (Part 2)

Yang Chen did not use the shuttle because the shuttle could easily reveal Yang Chen's identity. .In addition to the other magic weapons that appeared on Yang Chen before, including the Golden Bell, the Immortal Sword, and the Medicine Garden, Liu Xiang now has none of them.

Liu Xiang's identity only uses the Xi soil flying sword. This flying sword with no soil attribute is rarely shown to others, so almost no one knows that it is Yang Chen's weapon. Naturally, the flying sword of the earth attribute cannot be compared with the flying shuttle in terms of flying speed. In addition, Yang Chen also disguised himself as a muscular man who was accomplished in physical training, so it would only arouse suspicion if the speed was fast.

Sensing the unfriendly aura, Yang Chen didn't react. He still followed the original direction, using the Xirang Feijian, controlling it at a height of almost ten feet above the ground, and flew towards the destination leisurely. .

As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of yellow sand, with no other color except deep and light yellow. There were no traces of any living thing on the flat sand dunes. Occasionally, you can see a little bit of oases in the ordinary desert, but when Yang Chen looked around, there was no green at all.

Without any warning, the attack came quietly. In the world of monsters and monsters, there is no such thing as courtesy first and then fighting. Everyone can only fight to the death in a cruel way. There is no hatred, no cause and effect, there is only one simple reason, I can survive if I eat you, it is so simple that it is heinous, and it is so cruel that it is terrifying. This is the way to survive in the desert.

The Xi soil flying sword is a flying sword that can grow slowly. The simple soilless attribute also destined this flying sword to have a strong style. The moment he sensed the attack, Yang Chen's flying sword had already rushed forward. There is no truth to be said here. The only truth is fists and flying swords. Whoever is more powerful is the truth and justice.

The flying sword struck heavily on a sharp thorn, and the two sides collided with each other, making a loud sound that even shook the yellow sand underneath.

In this collision, both sides were evenly matched, and no one took advantage. The spikes and flying swords separated at the first touch, each flying back to their master.

Without even the slightest hint of surprise or frustration, the owner of the spike dived directly into the yellow sand and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Except for a few traces where he drilled into the yellow sand, there were no signs of any living things elsewhere.

Yang Chen held the Xirang Feijian in his hand, but his face was unusually solemn. It seems that the other party has disappeared, but next is the time to see the real chapter.

As if to verify Yang Chen's guess, several figures rushed out from the yellow sand in all directions and attacked Yang Chen wildly. This time Yang Chen saw clearly that all the figures were the same kind of monster, all of them were giant centipedes the color of yellow sand.

The spike just now is one of the two spikes next to the centipede's mouth. Now there were more than a dozen of them, flying towards Yang Chen crazily from all directions.

With the Xirang Flying Sword in his hand, Yang Chen's consciousness locked firmly on each spike, and his right hand holding the flying sword swung rapidly, making a jingling sound.

At this time, Yang Chen did not reserve his strength, but exerted his overwhelming power. All the spikes hit by Yang Chen seemed to be hit by some giant hammer, flying in all directions at a speed ten times faster than when they flew in.

Every spike that was smashed away by Yang Chen's flying sword inevitably had cracks. After flying hundreds of feet away, it was irreparably broken into a pile. The power that overwhelms the sea level is simply not something that the simple and refined spikes of these monster beasts can withstand.

The two natal magic weapons were destroyed, but the huge centipedes didn't seem to be panicked. They opened their mouths and exhaled in a burst of air.

The gas exhaled from the centipede's mouth is colorless and odorless, and cannot be seen or touched. If he were not looking at several large centipedes facing each other and exhaling through their mouths, even Yang Chen would not be able to judge.

The strange situation made Yang Chen not say anything, he immediately straightened up and fled quickly. The centipede itself is highly poisonous, and the breath exhaled from its mouth is by no means a simple poison.

Sure enough, Yang Chen's figure was not far away, and half of the huge sand dune disappeared under the original position. There was no sound, neither the corrosive sound of Yang Chen's Renshui Flying Sword, nor any movement, as if he was suddenly bitten by some monster.

Yang Chen had already ducked behind a big centipede at this moment. The giant centipede, which is several feet long, does not look as scary as the thousand-foot tall centipede of Shekui Xiesha, but just the soundless, colorless and odorless poison makes people shy away from it.

The monster's reaction is indeed fast, but unfortunately, it is not fast enough. At the moment when the centipede had turned more than halfway and opened its mouth wide to spit out poisonous gas, Yang Chen had already struck the big centipede heavily with the flying sword in his hand.

"The grievances have their owners, and the debts have their owners! You took action first, but no wonder I started killing people." Yang Chen did not say the mantra of the habitual surname directly, but recited it silently in his heart, and then the flying sword cut off Got this big centipede.

A huge wound instantly appeared in the middle of the big centipede's body. Only the first small part of this wound looked smooth, as it was cut by a flying sword, while the rest looked more like the flesh had been cracked open by a violent blow.

This poor centipede didn't even make a loud sound. It twisted in severe pain. Within a moment, its body stopped twisting and became completely quiet.

Yang Chen couldn't care about anything else at this time, and threw himself into the fight with several large centipedes regardless of his own safety. The Xirang Flying Sword in his hand does not look like a flying sword more often, but more like a big stick with terrifying power and extreme tyranny. Others use swords mostly to stab, but at this moment, Yang Chen mostly uses them to smash.

Whether it is a refined magic weapon or a centipede body, as long as it touches Yang Chen's flying sword, there is only one result left: it will be smashed or broken, and there is no other possibility.

Just when Yang Chen thought he could get rid of these big centipedes first and then untie the seal with peace of mind, a terrifying suction force suddenly came from the desert underground. The object of the suction force was Yang Chen's consciousness. Once it came into contact with Yang Chen's consciousness, it was as if he had tasted something delicious, and he grabbed it crazily.

Yang Chen was stunned. This feeling was clearly the state of the sealing formation when it was absorbing spiritual consciousness. However, he hadn't arrived at the location of the formation yet, so how could it be that the formation had already been activated? Could it be that there have been some unforeseen changes? (To be continued.)