312: Broomstick

"Strength is average, speed is lacking."

Nangong Shushuang, off to the side, braced herself and shouted at Hui Zhi.

"Hurry and leave! His life Peak is close to two thousand, you only have a thousand life Peak, you are not his opponent!"

"Once you appear before my eyes, you won't be able to leave."

The Suit Man said calmly, and the ground behind him suddenly collapsed over a large area!

This was all caused by the recoil of his foot!

Under such terrifying force, the Suit Man's speed was so fast that even Hui Zhi couldn't momentarily capture it.

He could only barely manage to block with his broom in front of him.

"Bang!"

The broom, which had been steeped in Buddha scriptures in the temple for several years, snapped and shattered in an instant!

And Monk Hui Zhi, was like a holy Monk struck down from the mortal Realm.

His Golden Bell Shield shattered piece by piece as he flew backward, and the golden light all over his body dimmed to nothing!

As he flew backward frantically, he was about to be blasted into the wall at the corridor entrance.

At the critical moment, Xu Feng supported Monk Hui Zhi's back with one hand.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp..."

Both of them retreated more than ten steps together!

"This time, we're really going to capsize."

Xu Feng also heard the life Peak that Nangong Shushuang had just mentioned.

That 'Bug Mother' in front was actually a Peak four-star existence.

Looking at it this way, Monk Hui Zhi, who had just reached the four-star level, was indeed extremely difficult to defeat.

If according to the Realm Monk Hui Zhi mentioned.

This was like a Martial Soul first stage and a Martial Soul ninth stage.

Although they were in the same major Realm, the difference between them was also huge.

"Broom, broom!"

Looking at the broom fragments all over the ground, Hui Zhi's mouth was bleeding, and he almost went mad.

Since he joined the Wan Sheng Buddhist Sect in his childhood, this broom had always accompanied him.

Over ten years, this broom had almost become an inseparable part of him!

Now it was destroyed!

"It's just something for sweeping, how ridiculous to use it as a weapon, you should thank me for destroying it for you."

The Suit Man was at ease.

Like a hyena looking at a rabbit, he showed no regard at all.

Rather, there was more mockery.

"Something for sweeping."

Hui Zhi's heart suddenly ached, and his Storage Bags opened: "You can't talk about it like that!"

"Roar~"

A low and bloodthirsty sound of a Dragon erupted from within.

The next moment, a Dragon spear stained with demon blood was placed upright before Monk Hui Zhi's eyes.

...

Thoughts returned to a month ago.

That day, Hui Zhi, as usual, delivered meals to the Chief Senior Brother who was meditating inside the sect.

The vegetarian meal was placed before the table, and just as Hui Zhi was about to leave, he was stopped by the Head Disciple.

"Hui Zhi, how has your cultivation been recently?"

"Recently, Junior Brother has indeed encountered many difficult doubts, but Revered Master told me not to be impatient, not to delve too deeply, everything follows fate, there is a fixed destiny."

"Hehehe, I really envy Junior Brother's innocence."

The Head Disciple said, and suddenly paused.

"Pfft"

With a sound, a mouthful of black blood was spat out.

"Senior Brother!"

Hui Zhi exclaimed.

"It's nothing."

The Head Disciple waved his hand, then took a deep breath: "If I remember correctly, Junior Brother should be the most talented Disciple among the Hui generation, right?"

"You're already at the Peak of Martial Revered Master, when I was your age back then, I was only at the eighth stage of Martial Revered Master."

"Revered Master did say I had good talent, but my progress in Buddha scripture attainment has always been slow."

Hui Zhi had a troubled expression.

"Come, I'll give you something."

The Chief Senior Brother suppressed his injuries and took out a blood-colored long spear from his person.

The spear body of the long spear was engraved with black and red Dragon scales, as if it was formed from the body of a demon Dragon!

"Demon Blood Dragon Scale Spear? Isn't this the divine weapon that the Buddha in the sect bought for Senior Brother from the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Auction House?"

"I remember... it cost one billion fifty million Spirit Stones."

"What you said is correct, today, I will give it to you."

The Chief Senior Brother said with a serious face: "I always thought that as long as I was outstanding enough, I could suppress this kind of demonic weapon, but I was wrong."

The Chief Senior Brother looked dejected: "Although this spear is a demonic object, it has arrogance, and it will not yield by just suppressing it, it is a living thing, what it needs is a companion, not a Revered Master."

"My injuries started from this."

As he spoke, the Chief Senior Brother slowly shook his head: "Since there is no fate, I will not force it."

"If we talk about simple and pure character, Junior Brother is the first in the sect, and also the best destination for this demonic spear."

Listening to the Chief Senior Brother's almost pleading voice, after a moment of silence, Hui Zhi put his hands together: "amitabha."

...

Prison corridor.

The moment the Demon Blood Dragon Scale Spear appeared.

Monk Hui Zhi's body was stained with blood light!

That decaying aura increased exponentially, as if he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

"Give me back my broom!"

Holding the long spear tightly in one hand, Hui Zhi seemed to be stepping on a demon Dragon, surging forward to the Suit Man!

Thrust forward!

"Roar!"

The sound of the Demon Dragon vibrated incessantly, and for a moment, the Suit Man felt that the surrounding space had fallen into a stalemate!

"Boom!"

In the extremely violent blood light.

The Suit Man was blasted back over ten meters!

Looking at the large hole in his chest that had pierced through his body, the mockery on the Suit Man's face gradually receded, and a hint of coldness emerged.

Wisps of white mycelium filled the injuries on his body.

His life Peak was also decreasing.

"Give me back my broom!"

Hui Zhi roared again, and directly swung the Demon Blood Dragon Scale Spear in his hand out!

Xu Feng and Nangong Shushuang, who were spectators, including Little Earth who was secretly peeking out from the ground, could only see a flash of blood light that disappeared in an instant!

The Suit Man deep in the corridor who hadn't completely recovered yet.

Was directly pierced through the body by the swung Demon Blood Dragon Scale Spear, and along with his body, was heavily nailed to the wall deep in the corridor!

"Is he that crazy?"

Xu Feng muttered.

Just entered four-star, and directly killed a Peak four-star in two moves!

"Products from the System are definitely high-quality goods."

Ye Tian's pretentious voice then sounded.

These words were not exaggerated.

Looking at the entire Ling Sheng Continent.

There really weren't many who could kill enemies across almost an entire major tier.

If it weren't for Monk Hui Zhi being easy to fool, Ye Tian would have had to arrange for his own people.

"Crash, crash, crash"

Water poured down from the ceiling.

At the end of the corridor.

The Suit Man, nailed to the wall by the Demon Blood Dragon Scale Spear, didn't show much fear after being heavily injured.

Instead, he lightly flicked the demonic spear that had pierced through his body.

"There's a reason why Humans could stand out among tens of millions of species."

Muttering to himself, the Suit Man slowly looked up at Hui Zhi in the distance: "Not bad, I originally thought this was a boring game of dominance."

"Cultivator? Now things have become interesting."

A strange smile revealed itself at the corner of his mouth: "We will meet again, it won't be long."

As the words fell, the A Man's expression froze.

His head drooped.

Pieces of fungus directly covered the A Man's corpse.

"Phew, it's finally resolved."

Xu Feng let out a long breath.

Looking at the System panel.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ye Tian asked knowingly: "What is the Host waiting for?"

"The plot, ah, the plot was corrected after I changed it, shouldn't the reward be issued now?"

Xu Feng was a little anxious.

He was really a little worried that the System would swallow his reward.

"The Bug Mother isn't dead, how did the Host correct the plot?"

"The Bug Mother isn't dead? How is that possible?"

Xu Feng said, pointing to the pile of corpse covered in fungus on the wall in the distance: "This is completely dead!"

As the words fell, Xu Feng came back to his senses: "Isn't this the Bug Mother?"

"This is indeed not the Bug Mother."

In the prison room ahead, Nangong Shushuang moved to the door, and after seeing Xu Feng, she showed a meaningful expression: "Xu Feng, we meet again."

"You recognize me?"

Xu Feng took off the mask on his face.

Nangong Shushuang shook her head: "I didn't think about this at first, but after finding that big earthworm underneath, I thought of this point."

"I wasn't sure just now, but I am now."

Xu Feng was speechless.

He didn't expect his identity to be tricked out.

It doesn't matter anyway, there's no point in hiding his identity now.

"You just said that wasn't the Bug Mother?"

"Yes."

Nangong Shushuang nodded slightly: "It should be another type of evolved creature, more perfectly evolved than most creatures currently recorded."

Xu Feng: "What about the real Bug Mother?"

"In the City center."

Nangong Shushuang said, and then reminded: "If you go to find the Bug Mother, I hope you can take me to the Hospital along the way."

By this time, Xu Feng also discovered Nangong Shushuang's terrible injuries.

It was just that this woman didn't cry out in pain at all, which made him overlook this point.

"Benefactor, this is my Wan Sheng Buddhist Sect's Minor Return Pill."

Hui Zhi, off to the side, passed a pill to Nangong Shushuang's mouth.

Watching Nangong Shushuang take the pill, Hui Zhi secretly and sadly collected the broom fragments all over the ground.

"Let's go, the City is still waiting for us to save it!"

"These broom fragments, when we come back, I'll burn them to ashes and put them in a jar for you to take back, okay?"

Hui Zhi: ...

"What the Benefactor said is right, saving the people is important."

Hui Zhi nodded in agreement.

As they were about to leave.

Xu Feng glanced at Nangong Shushuang.

To his surprise, he discovered that her severe injuries were actually recovering visibly!

This couldn't help but make him think of the Essence Cleansing and Marrow Tempering Pill given to him by the previous summoned character.

That was truly effective.

Looking at Hui Zhi again...

"Hui Zhi, how many of those pills do you have left?"

"There are two left, why does the Benefactor ask this?"

Hui Zhi had a face full of innocence.

Coughing dryly, Xu Feng waved his hand: "Nothing."

A moment later.

"It's just that I have two heavily injured friends who have been bedridden for years..."