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Chapter 876: Sudden Attack


At this time, Wu Yinpeng was already in an inseparable battle with the old monk.

Although he was extremely fast and his attacks were extremely hateful, the old monk's defensive ability was extremely strong.

Almost every attack launched by Wu Yinpeng would be blocked by the light emitted by the purple golden bowl on his back that looked like a turtle shell.

Although Wu Yinpeng reacted extremely quickly, he was still made of flesh and blood and did not have a single defensive weapon on his body.

So before long, his body was covered with scars.

And at this moment, Wu Yinpeng, who was struggling with him in embarrassment, suddenly saw Luo Chen burying his head in Ye Yin Lingmeng's crotch and not knowing what he was doing.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Wu Yinpeng cursed rather speechlessly.

"How long has it been since you uncle?

You still have thoughts about that?

You are a pervert reincarnated?

Damn it, either you hurry up and get out, I will leave soon, or you come up to help and beat me up together."

Damn it” Hearing Wu Yinpeng's loud shouting, Luo Chen cursed hurriedly without looking back.

"Sir, you think I'm as useless as you.

I'm looking for something.

If you keep persisting, I'll find it."

While shouting with ecstasy, Luo Chen waved the pink thing in his hand, and then threw it towards the purple gold bowl behind the old monk.

Although the old monk was fighting with Wu Yinpeng inextricably at this time, he had been paying attention to Luo Chen's movements, so when Luo Chen threw things at him, he would rather take the risk of being shot by Wu Yinpeng. wave a spear to block Although he didn't know what Luo Chen threw out, when Wu Yinpeng saw that the old monk was so afraid of this thing, he quickly picked up the spear in his hand and grabbed it before the old monk to get rid of Luo Chen.

What is thrown.

Although the old monk acted first, Wu Yinpeng was also extremely fast.

Almost at the same time, the spear in Wu Yinpeng's hand and the bone spear in the old monk's hand struck the object thrown by Luo Chen. .

And it wasn't until this moment that they discovered that the thing they grabbed was actually a pair of women's underwear, and it was fucking lace.

When Wu Yinpeng saw that the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear, which he valued more than his life, had a pair of women's underwear hanging on it, Wu Yinpeng subconsciously started to curse.

However, before he could speak, the old monk waved the bone spear in his hand and smashed the underwear hanging on the tip of the spear into pieces.

Looking at the underwear that turned into crumbs and fell everywhere, the old monk's eyes clearly showed a trace of relaxation.

But at this moment, Luo Chen's figure appeared quietly behind him like a ghost.

Subconsciously, the old monk knew that Luo Chen was planning a sneak attack, so he quickly activated the purple golden bowl behind him to emit bursts of dazzling purple light to protect his body.

But at this moment, the purple light that could even be defended by the magic talisman spear was passed over by Luo Chen's thin fingers without hesitation.

Then, the originally extremely dazzling light suddenly flashed, and then disappeared without a trace.

The purple golden bowl behind the old man also lost its luster at the same time and fell to the ground with a bang.

"What are you doing?"

After seeing that the purple light on his body had dissipated, the old monk asked with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Chen chuckled with a hint of pride.

"Idiot, there's nothing on those underwear.

Do you think I'm so stupid that I have to yell to remind you before I attack you that the real thing is on my finger?"

As he said that, Luo Chen stretched out his white fingers and showed him the bright red color on his fingers.

Seeing this scene in front of him, the old monk wanted to say something.

But before he could speak, a cold light flashed over, and then he saw a sharp spear piercing through his chest.

"I hate it the most when someone ignores my existence."

After piercing the old monk's chest with a shot, Wu Yinpeng said that line in a cool manner.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yinpeng neatly pulled out the spear from the old monk's chest, hoping that his blood would drain away and he would die.

Seeing that the body of the old monk in front of him had begun to twitch and was about to die, Luo Chen opened his mouth to say something.

However, at this moment, Wu Yinpeng suddenly asked with a strange look on his face.

"Hey, what is that thing in your hand?

Could it be?"

Before Wu Yinpeng finished speaking, Luo Chen immediately nodded and answered with understanding.

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"Yes, that's right, you guessed it right, it's that thing."

After hearing Luo Chen's answer, Wu Yinpeng did not hide the disgust in his heart and said with a slight frown.

"Hey, you're so disgusting.

You used your hands directly.

You didn't know that if a man got into this thing, it would be bad luck.

In ancient times, this thing would be buried deep in the ground.

You are really" "Tch, I am not a Taoist priest who is superstitious.

If you still believe this, I don't believe it."

After hearing Wu Yinpeng's words, Luo Chen said with a look of disdain.

But before he could finish his words, the body of the old monk who was about to die suddenly flashed red, and then a violent explosion suddenly reached his ears.

At the same time as the huge explosion sounded, countless pieces of meat mixed with bone residue and blood splashed everywhere.

Unprepared, Luo Chen used his spiritual power to protect his vitals and cursed angrily.

"I tried this move again and it got me fucking twice."

While scolding angrily, Luo Chen quickly wiped the blood mist from his eyes and looked around.

According to last experience, this old monk should find a new host after self-destruction.

And since he has spiritual power to protect himself, and Wu Yinpeng also has the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear to protect his body, the old monk will never be able to trick the two of them.

Thinking of this, Luo Chen subconsciously turned his eyes towards Masako Busujima and Reimu Hagakure who were lying on the ground.

He definitely didn't want anything to happen to the two women.

However, just as he turned to look at the two women, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of danger in his heart.

But before he could realize where the sense of danger came from, he suddenly felt a pain in his butt, and then he flew out involuntarily.

"Damn it, why are you kicking me?"

As his body flew backwards, Luo Chen subconsciously turned his eyes and cursed at Wu Yinpeng.

And just as his words fell to the ground, he suddenly saw a bloody arm suddenly jumping up from the ground above the place where he was originally standing.

While the arm was jumping, Luo Chen finally saw clearly that the arm belonged to the old monk, but now the shape of the arm was extremely strange.

His long, rootless fingers were covered with sharp fingertips, and in the palm of his hand was a bloodshot eye.

Under its eyes, there is a mouth full of sharp fangs, and an inexplicable smelly liquid flows out from time to time.

And behind the palm, there is a long arm, which looks like a python and is very soft and dexterous.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Luo Chen subconsciously waved the chain sword in his hand and tried to draw it away from the strange arm.

However, at this moment, Wu Yinpeng suddenly swung the spear in his hand and stabbed the arm, and at the same time shouted to Luo Chen urgently.

"This thing is so damn evil.

If you don't tell those two women to run away quickly, you don't know what will happen if you stay here any longer."

As he spoke, Wu Yinpeng picked up the tip of his spear, threw the weird arm aside, and then turned around to escape.

But at this moment, the pieces of flesh and blood that were originally scattered around suddenly floated into the air, covering everyone in it.

While his body was shrouded in the flesh and blood, Luo Chen felt that the essence in his body was quickly flying away from his body.

"Damn, run!

This damn thing is sucking our essence.

If you don't want to be sucked into a pile of skeletons, just run."

With that said, Luo Chen turned around and picked up Busujima Masako and Hagakure Reimu on the ground and ran away.

But at this moment, Luo Chen suddenly felt a sudden pain in his waist, as if he had been whipped hard with a whip.

Then, he saw that weird arm wrapped tightly around his body like a python, and its arm full of fangs and sharp thorns was raised high, like a cobra about to attack.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Luo Chen's expression couldn't help but change slightly, because at this time, his arms were tightly entangled with the weird arms, and he couldn't pull them out at all, let alone use them.

Use your hands to block the opponent's attack.

And at this moment, the fingers on the strange palm in front of him suddenly opened to the surroundings, flying the palm of his hand to his mouth, and slowly looked towards Luo Chen's face.

Although he wasn't close yet, Luo Chen could already smell the stench constantly emanating from the other party's mouth.

Then, that weird palm pounced towards Luo Chen like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

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At this time, Luo Chen, the only attack move he could use as an attack was to spit on it.

However, before Luo Chen had time to despair, a cold light flashed over and pierced the strange palm.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Luo Chen couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time wanted to say something to ridicule.

But at this moment, the mouth in the palm of the hand in front of him suddenly opened, and then a tongue full of barbs stabbed towards Luo Chen's mouth at lightning speed.

At this moment, both Luo Chen and Wu Yinpeng's attention was attracted by the sudden movement of their palms, and they did not notice at all the faint glimmer lingering on the bodies of the two women lying on the ground

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