Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 643
Seeing his tricks being broken, Ibra was horrified. He stared at Huang Chong, pinched his hands, and quickly collided his lips, chanting a spell that Huang Chong could not understand. It should be the local dialect of the Nanyang generation.

Ibra's eyes turned red at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, he was like Nie Feng possessed by a demon, his eyes were red.

"Not good!" Huang Chong was startled, quickly closed his eyes, and at the same time put his hands together, the talisman was under Huang Chong's control, lying between the two of them, blocking their eyes.

"Ugh..."

It was just a step too late. Although he closed his eyes and had the talisman chain in the middle, Huang Chong also felt that his head had been hit hard, his headache was about to split, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his internal organs to his throat.

"puff……"

Huang Chong did not swallow the blood forcefully, but simply spit it out, turned out a blank yellow talisman with his left hand, put the two fingers of his right hand in front of his mouth, took the blood, and then shot it with lightning, at an extremely fast speed, The blood on the two fingers draws the spell, and in one breath, the spell is drawn.

During this period of retreat, Huang Chong not only improved his own cultivation, learned the talisman array, but also practiced the speed of drawing talismans to an extreme. This is naturally due to Huang Chong's strong physique. Of course, more importantly, Huang Chong This time, Chong used two fingers to draw symbols at the same time.

What does that mean?

That is, Huang Chong's two fingers draw symbols separately, and each draws half of the spell. After forming, it becomes a complete spell. This is why Huang Chong's speed is so fast.

After the talisman was completed, Huang Chong directly pasted the talisman on his forehead with his left hand, and a yellow light entered the brain, instantly dispelling the discomfort in the brain, making his eyesight clear.

Tranquility Talisman, one of the basic spells in Maoshan, is said to have been created by the Celestial Master Ge Hong.

Huang Chong turned over with his left hand, and turned out a blank yellow paper again, wiped his lips with his right hand, wiped off the blood on it, and drew symbols on the yellow paper again.

"Ha!" After finishing the painting, he opened his right hand, grabbed the talisman, pinched it in his hand, kneaded it into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and moved his Adam's apple. It seemed that Huang Chong swallowed the talisman directly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Ibra was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, and began to slap his palms regularly. The applause didn't seem to have any direct effect, but the applause also made Huang Chong a little worried. This was Huang Chong's first time fighting a monk in a strict sense. , and it is still with a Nanyang head-down master, I don't know its background, and I don't know what methods he will use.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Since we don't know what the opponent's method is, let's use offense instead of defense. Attack is the best defense. Huang Chong stamped with both hands, and the talisman chain that was originally connected as a whole suddenly disintegrated, and shot at the descendant like a dart.

Although he didn't know much about the methods of the Nanyang head-down master, Huang Chong knew two things from the old man's notes.

The first is that the spell of exorcising ghosts and making corpses that Nanyang Head-down Master is good at is not very useful at this time, because it is broad daylight, and under the scorching sun, let alone ghosts dare not come out at will, even the head-down master's spell is not very useful at this time. strength will decrease.

Second, the reason why this guy is sitting cross-legged on the ground now is not only for the convenience of casting spells, but also for the recovery of his injuries.

At the beginning, Huang Chong's series of blows were not ineffective. Ibra's internal organs were all injured by Huang Chong. He can grit his teeth and hold on.

That being the case, force him to move and not give him time to recover.

"Huh?" Huang Chong suddenly realized that the sky had darkened, and the sun in the sky was covered by a thick dark cloud.

Whoa!
The lower head master kept sitting cross-legged and flew up, avoiding Huang Chong's spell, clapping his hands faster and louder, the dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker, and the sun was getting dimmer.

Ibra was actually very depressed in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be forced into this state by a monk with spellcasting. You must know that when Ibra was at his peak, his strength reached the peak of spellcasting without spellcasting. If he used the environment, He can even compete with Dedao Quanzhen.

It’s just that Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. At the beginning, he was seriously injured because of the pursuit of Christian saints. After training, his injuries have recovered a little bit, and he has reached [-]% of his peak strength. In this case, he has to win a The little monk who has the spell to cast spells is simply relaxed.

However, when Ibra was looking for trouble with the Maoshan faction old man, he was accidentally hit by the old man with a mahogany sword with lightning power, and the old injury recurred, leaving less than [-]% of his strength.

Just now, he was secretly attacked by this young man again, and he was beaten violently, causing more injuries.

You know, although Ibra looks like a young man, he is actually an old man, and he just used the disguise technique. Even though his physical fitness is not bad because of the head lowering technique, he is far worse than when he was young, and This little bastard's fist was very hard, and the violent beating directly caused serious internal injuries to him.

If it wasn't for his substituting technique being so good, he might have died under the random fist. Now he has to heal his wounds first, and all these things have caused him to be unable to fully display his strength.

suffocated.

"Huh?" Ibra turned pale with shock, but why, it turned out that Huang Chong rushed forward with a punch.

Is this for melee?
The shadow that was greeted by the fist just now enveloped Ibra again.

"Amada..." Ibra yelled sharply, clasped his hands together, interlaced his fingers, and then opened his palms outwards to Huang Chong.

"Pfft!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, sprayed it on his hand, and quickly melted into his palm.

Ibra is also fighting.

In front of Ibra's palm, a black hole the size of a basketball was formed.

"Ow..."

There was a frightening roar from the black hole, and then a cloud of black air gushed out from the black hole, which was extremely eerie.

This is not some black energy, it is a ghost, a ghost raised by the head descendant, the reason why he summoned the dark clouds in the sky is to summon this ghost, this is his real method.

The black air rushed towards Huang Chong at an extremely fast speed. At this time, Huang Chong was already close to the head-subduing master, and because of inertia, he was already unable to dodge.

"Not good!" Seeing that Huang Chong was about to crash into the black air, Uncle Jiu and the others saw that the situation was not good, and immediately planned to take action.

At this time, the mutation protrudes.

"boom……"

Facing the gloomy black air, Huang Chong opened his mouth and spit out a raging flame from his mouth.

The talisman that Huang Chong swallowed just now was actually a flame talisman.

boom!
The flames and black air collided together...

(End of this chapter)