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Chapter 3204 Eight Qi Scales

The mana power in Budu Longyu's body was circulating, and the white light surged around his body quickly turned into a strange gray thick fog at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Moreover, the fog is tangible, surrounding it, making people feel inexplicably palpitations.

Hissing...

A strange roar of snakes came from the gray mist, causing the person who heard this sound to rise from the depths of his soul to feel a sense of fear and surrender.

Fu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly: "The curious power! It is very different from the power of the priest shown by the Izumo Club before. However, no matter what evil he is, I will use my strength to break it!"

Thinking of this, Fu Yang took a step forward.

Woo...bang!

The sharp howling sound in the air just came out and was immediately compressed into a roaring and blasting sound. This is because Fu Yang's speed was too fast and he broke through the sound barrier within a short distance.

However, when the speed of an object is close to the transmission of sound, a special barrier will be formed - a sound barrier! Only by forcibly breaking through the sound barrier can the speed of sound exceed the speed of sound.

So when the priests watching the battle heard the sound impedance in their ears, Fu Yang had actually approached Budu Longyu and punched him in the chest!

call……

The strange gray mist filled the place like a living thing, blocking it.

boom!

Fu Yang punched the gray fog and exploded directly. The fog surged around like a tide. But Budu Longyu also launched a counterattack at the same time.

He also looked forward with his right hand, and a columnar gray mist rushed towards Fu Yang. It looked soft and weak, but the speed was surprisingly fast.

“There is something weird!”

Fu Yang's heart moved, and he immediately clenched his left hand and went up to meet him.

Boom!!!

The void is shaking, the air is exploding, and the wind is rushing.

Fu Yang retreated several steps, and the columnar gray mist was also dispersed. Budu Longyu let out a muffled groan and took a few steps back.

Fu Yang didn't expect that this seemingly soft gray mist was so powerful. The ghost-die armor that could be hard and complete?!

"Hahaha! OK, it's indeed an ancient shrine. This shouldn't be the so-called supreme method of the great power god that Miyamoto used the first one just now? His temperament is completely different. I didn't expect that the Izumo Dashu claimed to worship the great power god, but in fact there is another god to worship?"

Fu Yang's tone was ridiculous, but Budu Longyu didn't want to answer.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The gray mist exploded eight times in succession, and eight pillar-shaped mists spread out in a fan shape behind Budu Longyu, and then the lower half was merged into one, becoming extremely thick, and fused with his body. The top of the top was still separated.

It looks like some kind of weird giant snake!

Eight giant snakes with heads.

At this time, three gray scales appeared on Budu Longyu's forehead. They were stained with blood and exuded a nauseating smell of stench.

Fu Yang was stunned, and then suddenly reacted: "This is... Yaqi Orochi! So that's it, haha, so that's it. Izumo Country, Izumo Dashe. Old guy, Yaqi, this is your real trump card."

He understood!

Although the "main god" worshipped in this Izumo Dashe is the main god of the great country in ancient myths and legends of the Japanese Kingdom, because it is located in the area of ​​the Izumo Ancient Kingdom, I probably got some things from the Yamata Orochi - it may be inherited from the Taoist tradition, or it may be demonic energy or demon bodies.

In any case, the real trump card of Izumo Dashe is not the so-called "Supreme Dharma of the Lord of the Great Power"! It is the power of Yamai Orochi.

I'm afraid that even ordinary disciples of Izumo Club know much about this.

So when Budu Longyu showed this "etachi power", they were also whispering, very surprised. But the reverent expression on his face became even stronger...

It seems that even these priests know that the god of the great power is of course a fictional god. And the Yamata Orochi is probably a truly amazingly powerful beast in ancient Japan!

Hum! Hiss.

Budu Longyu snorted coldly, with a snake's hissing in his mouth: "Kill you and use your blood to sacrifice to Yaqi. In this way, I will become stronger. Maybe, my cultivation level will reach another level. Death! Yaqi·Correction breath!"

The heads of the eight fuzzy snakes condensed by gray mist all opened their mouths and spit out eight fog-like fog lights that were intertwined with red and gray towards Fu Yang.

Like a terrifying force composed of blood and death!

Of course Fu Yang was not afraid at all. He clenched his fists at the same time and waved wildly in front of him... at least thousands of fists were waved in one second!

"The wind breaks out and the air fist!"

Rumble...

The void seemed to be broken, the air was squeezed to its limit and exploded, endlessly, but the scene became chaotic, blurry and impossible to see clearly.

Only countless fist marks were flashing... It was like a circular fist field formed in front of Fu Yang!

Bang, sizzling!

The red and gray beams of light bombarded the barrier formed by Fu Yang's countless fist shadows. At the beginning, they were evenly matched and equally.

But with Fu Yang's roar, the ferocious helmet, which was as ferocious as a demon, also trembled. Then, his head lowered slightly. The boneless horn on the helmet also emitted a black light.

Crack!

It folded in the air like lightning, and directly bombarded the red and gray light column.

At this moment, Budu Long Yu couldn't stand it anymore!

The front end of the red and gray light column exploded, and even the basic snake shape could not be maintained. Fu Yang's fist swing speed remained unchanged. Thousands of punches were shot in one second, and the power of each punch could turn a heavy truck of several tons into pancakes and slag!

The power is hard to guess.

Boom!

The red and gray mist exploded, and Fu Yang's figure, which looked like a god and a demon, approached the Budu Longyu again. This time, he soared into the air, his feet intertwined, like two entangled black dragons. He wanted to destroy all the obstacles in front of him...

On Budu Longyu's forehead, the three-way narrow snake scales suddenly magnified.

A puff!

It was as if it had been torn from his flesh and blood and flew to him, like a diamond-shaped shield cast with iron on three sides.

boom!

Fu Yang's legs kicked on the snake scales, and the terrifying force exploded a huge spherical mass of energy, which instantly spread and collapsed. The towering trees around him broke one by one, the ground cracked, and the soil rolled over, as if it was an earthquake.

Within a radius of 100 meters, the ground was almost cut off by this fierce collision!

Three snake scales blocked the attack and flew back to Budu Longyu's forehead. The corruption blood on it dried up, and the color of the snake scales seemed to be a little lighter... It was obvious that the "Corrosion Breath" just now blocked Fu Yang's kick, which consumed a lot of his Yamatsu's power.

Fu Yang's two close-kill failed, which surprised him a little.

After all, since he was able to condense the complete ghost path wild armor, opponents of the same level of strength have not encountered such difficult problems. Either they are stronger than Fu Yang and fight with their own strength. Anyone who is weaker than him will be almost quickly crushed by the ghost path wild armor and exploded...

"It seems that those three snake scales are not the phantom formed by magical powers. They are the real Yamada Orochi scales! And they are probably not ordinary scales, but the more important snake scales on Yamada Orochi. It seems that countless years ago, when Yamada Orochi was killed, the founder of the Izumo Club got a lot of benefits."

The power of Yamata Orochi is unquestionable!

The one who defeated it in the myth is Suzhan Mingzun, the god of war in Japan.

From some sporadic secrets, it can be discovered that in history, Xu Fu should have taken action personally. He held the three artifacts of the splitting of the Fu Family Yuan Tribulation Pearl, and then fought hard to kill it.

As for whether there are any subordinates who have helped me, it is hard to say... If there are any subordinates who have helped me, the strength of Yamata Orochi is simply horrifying.

In any case, Fu Yang finally gained a little advantage after two close-killing fights.

The Budu Longyu could only avoid his edge and used the gray Eight-Tian power again to fight with Fu Yang, barely supporting him... But anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was still at a disadvantage.

In the distance, Mr. Xiong's fat cat was a little surprised and suspicious at this time.

When Budu Ryu exerted the power of Yamai, it felt a sense of familiarity and disgust. When the three Yamai Orochi scales broke away from the other party's forehead and flew out to resist Fu Yang's attack, the familiarity and disgust became even stronger.

Master Xiong bit his furry claws and thought to himself: "It seems that I have been in contact with this Yamachi Orochi before...at least, I must have seen it. I may even have fought or something. Otherwise, I wouldn't have felt that I was both familiar and disgusted."

Um?

Weike next to him certainly heard the fat cat's muttering, so he asked it for more details.

But only some sporadic scenes flashed through the fat cat's mind, intermittently, vaguely, and unable to explain clearly. He could only say with uncertainty: "Mr. Queen, I can't remember it very clearly, but it's vaguely in my head. But one thing should be almost the same. That is, like Xu Fu's dog thing, this Yamata Orochi is probably not something native to Japan. It was fleeing from China countless years ago."

Vico nodded...

If you know these, just think that it is to increase your experience and insight, it is not very useful.

In the field, Fu Yang had already pressed Budu Longyu to fight for a while. But the guy, relying on the extremely hardness of the Yamachi Snake Scale, actually withstood Fu Yang's attack for seven or eight rounds without being blown up... It was like a turtle.
Chapter completed!
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