"No!" Just as Sharma was shocked by the powerful force of the big guy, his scalp was numb, and he suddenly became stunned.
His vicious eyes suddenly fell on the scar on the big head and chest. He remembered that it was where the ghost chains came into contact just now.
What puzzled him was that the ghost chain that could have corroded steel only left a shallow mark on the surface of the big man's skin.
What scared him the most was that even that shallow trace was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, Sharma's face became solemn as ever.
He stared deeply at the big and thick arm, and suddenly understood one thing, why was as strong as Yue Qianqiu, but he was still punched by the other party.
"Master of Hengzheng?" At this moment, a terrifying thought emerged in Sharma's mind.
In the world of cultivators, horizontal martial artists are extremely rare because the benefits of practicing horizontal martial arts are too low and the investment is too great.
Not only do you have to invest enough money to buy medicinal materials and elixirs to temper your body, but you also need to spend exponentially time, and the ultimate strength you gain may not be stronger than that of ordinary practitioners.
In many cases, due to the difference in speed and strength, even if you have the advantage of realm, horizontal martial artists may not be the opponent of ordinary practitioners.
To put it bluntly, a horizontal martial artist has no other advantage except for his super strong body.
However, the premise of all this is that it is below the master. Once you become a master, you will have a qualitative leap in the strength of a warrior.
First of all, there is power, which may not be comparable to the ancient martial arts powerhouses of the same level, but the gap is almost negligible. Secondly, the speed. Compared with those practitioners who specialize in practicing speed, there are naturally some gaps, but they can basically reach the average line.
Both strength and speed are compensated, and the super physical strength and recovery ability are simply invincible. Unless the gap in strength between the two is too large, they may not even be injured by the opponent.
Because Master Henglian's physical recovery ability is too strong, you may have to cut someone with one blow, and before you can even cut the second blow, the wound has healed.
"Boy named Su, you are really not simple. You can even invite Master Henglian." While thinking, Sharma turned his head and looked at a camera in the forest and snorted lightly.ъìＱυＧΕtV.℃ǒΜ
As soon as he said this, Park Kyu-han and Yakishita Hiroshita changed their faces, and then they looked at the big guy with horror.
They are very clear about what the concept of Master Henglian is. In the world of cultivators, such existences are equivalent to the Mongol Iron Cavalry in the Middle Ages, and are almost unfavorable existences.
"It's over, it's over." Thinking of the horror of those masters of Honkai's genius in my memory, Hiroshita Yagi, who had always been extremely confident, was also a little discouraged at this time.
Although Park Kyu-han didn't speak, his face was not very good-looking, and he had already felt like he was retreating in his heart.
The half-formed spiritual potion is not so tempting to them. Now they have to face such a powerful enemy, so they are not so stupid.
"Haha, don't worry, although the master of Henglian is very strong, he is a living target in front of the master of magic." Seeing that everyone was in a bad mood, Sharma hurriedly shouted.
Although with his strength, Park Kyu-han and Yakishita Hiroshita didn't need to take action, he really couldn't let them go.
Because once you get the spiritual potion, it will definitely alarm the Chinese authorities.
By then, if there were the Ian family, the Li family of Goryeo, and the Mitsui family to help him share the firepower, he would be much easier, at least he would not have to fight alone.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the big guy who was walking step by step. He knew that if the next blow could not cause substantial damage to it, Park Kuihan and others would definitely lose confidence in him, so he had to do his best to
go.
After a moment of contemplation, he gritted his teeth, and then grabbed it casually, and saw a mask with a grimace appearing in his hands.
The mask is the same size as an ordinary mask, but the surface is filled with an extremely obscure atmosphere, especially the pair of hollow eyes on the mask, which makes people feel chilling.
This object was obtained by him decades ago in the tomb of a great wizard in Nanyang. When he got it, he was seriously damaged and he couldn't use it at all. Then he made a special trip to Thailand to visit the black man who had been in seclusion for many years.
Only the master of witchcraft could barely master the usage.
According to the black witch master, this mask was made of human skin, which was said to be a bride who died on a wedding night. The red pigment applied on the mask was made of human blood, so the entire mask was filled with
A strong and fierce aura.
Although this mask is slightly inferior to the White Bone Witch Diary, its lethality is not much worse. Among the magic weapons he possesses, he can at least rank among the top three.
However, since the material for repairing this object has long been extinct on the earth, it is less often used every time, so he will not use it easily, and now he is forced to take it out.
He did not delay, but gritted his teeth, then immediately bit his fingertips and bounced a drop of blood on the mask.
As the blood fell, the human skin mask seemed to have been resurrected and gradually expanded. In the end, it turned into a head covered with paint, without hair, floating in the air.
"My God, what is this?" Looking at the head of the man with a faint green light, Mitsui Gen couldn't make any nervous voice.
As for Li Yunhui, her face was even more scared and her breathing was rapid, as if she would faint in the next second.
Even Ian Glenn took a breath at this time, and his right thumb, which was pinching the cross, turned a little white.
"Mr. Yakishita Hiroshita, have you ever known what this is?" Park Kuihan turned his head and looked at Yakishita Hiroshita and asked curiously.
Yagishi Hiroshita shook his head, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "I heard that there are some masters in Nanyang who use flying heads, which are similar to such scenes, but... I remember that they all fly their own heads.
Master Sharma is obviously not.”
"I have seen flying heads and falls. It's just ordinary black witchcraft. It's not a fear, but the head turned into a human skin mask in front of me is extraordinary." Park Kuihan shook his head.
Although they were far apart, he could still feel an extremely dangerous aura on the head transformed from the human skin mask.
It can even be said that the aura is even more terrifying than the bone witch flute just now.
"Look at me!" Just as the two were planning, Mitsui Gen on the side suddenly exclaimed.
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly followed his gaze and saw that the head turned into a human skin mask actually opened its bloody mouth and bit the big guy...