Chapter 127 Shiva Flame Dance

"I'm going to kill you ahhhhh!"

Although after listening to Zheng Zha's words, the little monk rushed over crazily again, but the moment he handed over his hand, Zheng Zha felt something was wrong.

——The action has changed.

Compared with the previous lack of skills, relying only on powerful strength and extremely fast speed, which was a straight forward and unchanged fighting method, although the young monk was seriously injured at this time and his speed and strength were greatly reduced, his current fighting style Way……

"ha!"

The little monk landed on one foot and spun half a circle on the spot, just in time to avoid Zheng Zha's punches and kicks, and then swung out his left and right fists continuously. Although the speed was not fast, it caught the gap between Zheng Zha's old strength and the new strength. The gray flames wrapped around his three arms forced Zheng Zha to take a step back.

Compared with normal fighting, the attack method used by the little monk at this time is like dancing. Whether it is the footwork or the coordination between the hands and feet, there is a peculiar rhythm and rhythm that is elusive.

Zheng Zha did not know that this set of skills was actually a secret that was not passed down in their sect during the young monk's childhood. It was also the war dance that the young monk had practiced for more than ten years - the Shiva Dance.

According to myths and legends, at the end of an old era, Shiva would dance to bring about flames to destroy the world, hence the name "Shiva Dance". Although this set of secrets that are not passed down within the sect is a daily dance used to strengthen the body, it can also be used as a fighting technique in battles. So when the young monk was forced to the end of his rope, he naturally danced this war dance that he had practiced for more than ten years and was familiar with.

What Zheng Zha had fought before was either monsters like the Alien Crawler, or giant monsters like the Giant Gay Coconut and the Alien Queen. He had very little fighting experience with humanoid creatures. Where had he seen such a fancy fighting method? So for a while, he could only use his internal strength to perform Arhat Fist, adopted a defensive strategy, and firmly guarded the door.

If the little monk's fighting style was just elusive, Zheng Zha could still handle it, but the gray flames on his hands and feet made Zheng Zha a little wary. It was fine when the red flames were used to offset each other before, but now that all the vampire energy has been exhausted, Zheng Zha immediately realized how difficult this gray flame was.

There is no other reason. Although the gray flame seems inconspicuous, five gray fingerprints will appear directly on the body when the fingers are touched, and the surface skin and even flesh wherever touched will be carbonized into ashes. Rather than the extreme high temperature that instantly burns Invincible to coke, this is more like some special property of the gray flame, just like Zheng Zha's red flame also has the hidden property of using blood as fuel.

Zheng Zha wanted to risk his injuries and strike hard at the Brahma magic weapon on the young monk's chest, but when his palm came close to him, he felt a fatal threat and quickly gave up his original plan, retreated and pulled away. distance. Regarding the gray flames of the little monk, the "winding armor" did not have much effect. There were carbonization marks at the contact point, and there was even a gray energy lingering on the wound, constantly destroying Zheng Zha's body.

Fortunately, this gray energy is a rootless tree, and Zheng Zha can offset it with his internal strength. But Zheng Zha also discovered one thing. If the red flames can cancel each other out one to one with the gray flames, then it would take Zheng Zha three times of internal energy to completely resolve the little monk's gray energy. ...If the Brahma magic weapon on the young monk's chest had not been severely damaged by the punch just now, and could only cover the young monk's limbs with gray flames, then Zheng Zha would not be able to fight this battle at all.

——Damn it, the consequences of not being able to use the red flames are far more serious than imagined.

Zheng Zha gritted his teeth, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If he had known that this Brahma magic weapon was so hard, then he should have saved some strength just now to not knock the little monk away directly, but to catch up and use Arhat Fist to make up for it... Otherwise, why would he end up in this situation where he is helpless now? to the point?

"Go to hell!"

There was no room for distraction in the battle. Seeing that Zheng Zha's fists and feet seemed to hesitate for a moment, ominous gray once again lit up from the Brahma magic weapon on the young monk's chest.

A large amount of gray flames burst out from around the young monk, burning the surrounding air wantonly, burning up the rubble scattered on the ground, and rushed towards Zheng Zha.

--Oops!

Zheng Zha was immediately startled. He knew that he had made a mistake. He immediately stopped the punch that was about to hit the young monk and was about to throw himself into a trap. His lumbar spine twisted with a "click", and the soles of his feet turned sideways with force. With a sudden and weird posture, his head and feet avoided the sweeping gray flames.

Even so, Zheng Zha's calf was still slightly scratched by the gray flames, which happened to be the area not covered by his internal protection. This trace of flame seemed inconspicuous, but when it was actually tainted, Zheng Zha's vision went dark, as if he had been hit hard mentally, and he almost froze for a moment.

——Fuck, it’s a mental attack!

The moment of absence almost caused Zheng Zha's body to tilt, and he was once again involved in the attack range of the gray flames. Fortunately, he recovered in time, put his hands on the ground, and bounced out with the reaction force, and pulled with the young monk. Opened the distance.

The moment Zheng Zha landed on the ground, he judged that even if he used his internal strength to offset the gray flames, the burned flesh and blood would not be healed. So Zheng Zha resolutely turned his palm into a knife, and used his internal strength to cut off the section of his calf that was burned by the gray flames. At the same time, the blood flowed at a high speed and forcibly sealed the wound to prevent further damage.

Staring at the young monk who was also panting heavily after this move and did not attack again, Zheng Zha understood in his heart that this ability, similar to an external burst of energy, was very draining even for this enemy... ...Just looking at the Brahma magic weapon jumping on the enemy's chest, Zheng Zha's heart became heavier and heavier.

No one knows how long the young monk can hold on for a long time, and how much extra power his Brahma magic weapon can give him.

——We have to find a way.

Zheng Zha made a mental calculation. In the battle just now, while trying to find the weaknesses in the little monk's dance steps and attacks, he was careful not to be directly hit by the gray flames. In fact, he had already seen some of the rules of this war dance. Come.

The key point is two words, rhythm.

Rhythm! Yes, any dance steps and songs always have a rhythm. Zheng Zha is so restrained now, not only because he is worried about the gray flames, but also because he is brought into his own rhythm by the little monk's dance steps. Every move he makes is passive. In this case, how can we not be at a disadvantage?