SFS Chapter 432: Pursuit! Consumption! Delay!
Chapter 432: Pursuit! Consumption! Delay!
Chapter 432: Pursuit! Consumption! Delay!
"This thing is as hard as a turtle shell!"
Xiao Zizai growled, kicked his feet hard, and accelerated suddenly.
He didn't believe it, and used his hand of great compassion once again.
As the two palms flew, a strong wind suddenly arose, and the shadows of the palms were like mountains.
It pressed towards Ma Xianhong like an overwhelming force, an attack that he put all his strength into.
"Bang bang bang..."
The dense and rain-like crashing sounds echoed in the empty valley, making people's eardrums numb.
Every palm strike carries with it a tremendous force.
Each palm strike is enough to split mountains and crack rocks.
But Ma Xianhong stood there motionless, like a reef in a strong wind, unmoved by the wind and rain.
The middle pearl among the three precious pearls on the neck was spinning faster and faster.
The cracks on the beads healed faster and faster, and a lustrous luster flowed on them, as if they had life.
"it's useless."
Ma Xianhong's voice came through the light curtain of beads, with undisguised mockery.
"In front of the Three Jewels, all attacks are in vain."
"As long as the Qi continues to breathe, it will be indestructible. You will never be able to hurt me."
Xiao Zizai was so angry that his hands were shaking when he heard this.
He wanted to retort, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't utter a word.
The facts are before our eyes.
No matter how he attacked, he could not shake the three pearls.
"Give up, it's useless."
Ma Xianhong's voice came faintly, with a sense of superiority.
"You can't beat me."
"The magical weapon refined by the Divine Machine is beyond your imagination. Resistance is futile."
Xiao Zizai didn't say anything, just stood there, his chest heaving violently.
He admitted that what Ma Xianhong said might be right.
The defense of the Three Treasures is too outrageous.
It's simply... flawless and despairing.
A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Zizai's eyes.
He turned to look at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.
However, he found that although Zhang Chulan's expression was still solemn, there was no sign of giving up in his eyes.
Feng Baobao, on the other hand, remained expressionless as she stood there quietly, holding the dagger tightly in her hand.
"Brother Xiao, don't be discouraged."
Zhang Chulan's voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Zizai's ears.
"We still have a chance."
"Chance?"
Xiao Zizai smiled bitterly.
"what chance?"
"Even the combined attack of you and Feng Baobao can't break through the defense of the three pearls. What chance do we have?"
"No, there is still a chance."
Zhang Chulan shook his head, his eyes fell on the three beads on Ma Xianhong's neck.
"Although these three pearls are indestructible, they are not without weaknesses."
"weakness?"
A hint of doubt flashed across Xiao Zizai's eyes.
"What weakness?"
"Didn't you notice?"
Zhang Chulan's voice carried a hint of inexplicable meaning.
"Although these three pearls can repair themselves, the speed of repair is not infinite."
"and……"
Zhang Chulan paused, with a hint of certainty in his tone.
"Every time it is repaired, its defense will weaken by one point."
"You mean..."
Xiao Zizai's eyes lit up instantly.
He understood what Zhang Chulan meant.
Although these three beads can repair themselves, each repair requires the consumption of Ma Xianhong's Qi.
Moreover, after repair, its defense will also decrease.
As long as they can continue to attack and continuously consume Ma Xianhong's Qi.
Then these three precious beads can be completely shattered!
"That's right!"
Zhang Chulan nodded.
"That's what I mean!"
"it is good!"
The fighting spirit was rekindled in Xiao Zizai's eyes.
"Then let's try again!"
He took a deep breath and gathered all the energy in his body into his palms again.
"Great Merciful Hands!"
Xiao Zizai let out a low roar, and his palms flew up, slapping Ma Xianhong's chest again.
at the same time.
The clarinet in Clarinet's arm also emitted a low humming sound again.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three Qi bombs whizzed out and shot towards different parts of Ma Xianhong's body.
Lao Meng also took action again.
He formed seals with his hands and chanted something in a low voice.
Countless tiny creatures that are difficult to see with the naked eye are coming from all directions.
An invisible net was formed, covering Ma Xianhong.
The divine mask on Wang Zhenqiu's body also changed again.
Each mask exudes a different aura, some cold, some violent, some weird, making people shudder.
"Sister Bao'er!"
Zhang Chulan shouted.
Feng Baobao didn't say anything, but just nodded silently.
She flashed and instantly appeared behind Ma Xianhong.
The short knife in his hand, with fierce murderous intent, stabbed fiercely into Ma Xianhong's back.
"Five Thunders Method - Crimson Palace Thunder!"
Zhang Chulan let out a low shout, and a layer of red lightning once again wrapped around his right fist.
"Break it for me!"
Zhang Chulan roared and punched out.
The scarlet lightning, like a raging fire dragon, roared towards Ma Xianhong.
The six temporary workers joined forces again and launched a fierce attack on Ma Xianhong.
"Boom!"
The loud noise shook the sky and the whole valley seemed to be shaking.
The three beads on Ma Xianhong's neck flickered.
The bead in the middle was spinning faster and faster, and the cracks were healing faster and faster.
However, this time, the speed at which the cracks healed was obviously much slower than before.
Moreover, every time it is repaired, the light on the beads will dim a little.
"effective!"
A hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Chulan's eyes.
He could feel that the defensive power of the three beads was gradually weakening.
"Keep attacking! Don't stop!"
Zhang Chulan shouted loudly.
"it is good!"
The temporary workers responded in unison.
Their attacks became more violent and more frenzied.
"Boom!"
The loud noise echoed in the valley for a long time.
Ma Xianhong's expression became increasingly ugly.
He could feel that the Qi in his body was being consumed rapidly.
The defensive power of the Three Pearls is also gradually weakening.
"Damn it!"
Ma Xianhong cursed inwardly.
He didn't expect that these temporary workers would be so difficult to deal with.
"This can't go on like this!"
A trace of determination flashed through Ma Xianhong's mind.
"We must get rid of them as soon as possible and rush back to the Xiu Shen Furnace!"
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Want to run?"
Zhang Chulan snorted coldly, and golden light flashed under his feet. The whole person was like a golden meteor, cutting through the sky.
He must stop Ma Xianhong and never let this madman return to the self-cultivation furnace.
Who knows what kind of disaster that so-called ideal world will bring.
Feng Baobao didn't say anything, but just followed Zhang Chulan silently.
The speed was astonishingly fast, like a breeze blowing through the mountains and forests.
The dagger in her hand flashed with an icy light, which reflected her determination to reject all obstacles.
"Village Chief Ma, we don't understand your 'Tao', nor are we interested in understanding it."
Xiao Zizai stopped Ma Xianhong's way with a smile and stretched his muscles.
"But your 'Tao' is bothering others."
The clarinet in Clarinet's arm made a low humming sound. He narrowed one eye and aimed at Ma Xianhong.
The black hole of the pipe seemed to be connected to endless darkness, swallowing up all the light.
"Go back? Have you asked me?"