At the center of the fight, a huge crack was opened in the void.

The cracks in the black void exude a heart-stopping coldness.

This time, it was Qin Cheng's turn to be knocked away.

His body continued to retreat, and Qin Cheng flew more than ten feet before landing on the ground. The ground was immediately plowed into two deep grooves, and he slid back several meters.

As for the other side, the nine-marked phantom beast only shook its body and took three steps back.

"Qin Cheng actually used his Taoist body to hold back the Nine-marked Fantasy Beast without getting hurt?"

However, even though Qin Cheng was repelled, everyone's eyes were still filled with shock.

You must know that this is a nine-marked phantom beast, a Taoist body with two levels of decline, and it is famous for its power.

The two simply used their Taoism to compete with each other, but Qin Cheng was not injured.

Could it be that Qincheng's Taoist body has also reached the level of the Erwan monk?

"Its Taoist body is very strong. It is not an ordinary second-generation one, but one of the genius level."

Stopping in his tracks, Qin Cheng's eyes flashed with solemnity.

A fantasy beast that has become stronger by one level still has too much strength improvement.

Qin Chengneng had an advantage in terms of Taoism when facing the eight-marked phantom beast, but in front of the nine-marked beast, he was completely at a disadvantage.

call out!

However, Qin Cheng fell to the ground and just twisted his neck and shoulders. Then his eyes turned cold and he lunged towards the Nine-Pattern Fantasy Beast again.

Bang bang bang!

Next, there was a fight between one man and one beast, followed by a violent bombardment.

Just like before when dealing with the eight-marked phantom beast, Qin Cheng did not use any complicated means. All he displayed was the power of the Dao body tempered by the King of Qin's body.

"What is Fellow Daoist Qin doing? The power of his Taoist body is clearly not enough to overwhelm this nine-marked phantom beast."

"Why doesn't he use magic?"

"Yes, hasn't Qin Yaozun used the sword technique and flame technique before? He seems to be very good at it?"

Seeing Qin Cheng's choice, many monks looked blank and found it extremely difficult to understand.

Huang Hori and other ape monks were fine. They were just a little surprised, but they didn't raise any questions.

In their eyes, Master Qin was a master they respected and would never make mistakes. No matter what he did, he was definitely right, but there were reasons they didn't know.

It's just that Hu Zhen and those Fox Clan monks really don't understand Qin Cheng's approach at all.

Using the power of the Taoist body to deal with the eight-marked phantom beast would be an advantage, but now it is obviously a disadvantage.

And since Qin Cheng has other means at his disposal, why does he still use the means that the other party is best at but he is the weakest?

Or does Qin Cheng think that competing in Taoism is already his best choice?

During the bombardment again and again, Qincheng was bombarded to the ground like a meteorite.

On the earth, due to the removal of force, more and more cracks and potholes were caused. It was like experiencing a strong earthquake. The originally flat land lost its original appearance.

As Qin Cheng was knocked away again, a deep wound was cut on Qin Cheng's arm, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, shall I help you?"

With one sword, he drove back the eight-marked phantom beast in front of him, and Hu Zhen shouted worriedly.

"No, you have to control the eight-marked phantom beast. If you have any spare power, help other monks reverse the situation. Just leave it to me."

With his back to Hu Zhen, Qin Cheng spoke calmly.

"this……"

Hu Zhen frowned. If he left, he would definitely be able to help Qin Cheng, but it would definitely make the situation of the cultivators even more tight. But if he handed over the nine-marked fantasy beast to Qin Cheng, could he really solve it by himself?

You must know that the cultivators have killed many phantom beasts now, and when they reach a certain number, these nine-marked phantom beasts will also join the battle. If Qin Cheng falls, they will have no chance of winning.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Qin, don't worry, I will never let a fantasy beast rush over to stop you."

Hu Zhen gritted his teeth and used his remaining energy to help other monks.

Even if he went to help, he might not be able to cooperate with Qin Cheng to quickly kill the nine-marked phantom beast. Instead of doing this, it would be better to place his hope on Qin Cheng, believing that Qin Cheng really has a way.

If Qin Cheng can win, then they will all be in peace. If Qin Cheng cannot resist, then they will also be destroyed.

"roar!"

As if it understood what people were saying, the nine-marked phantom beast stared at Qin Cheng, its eyes full of sarcasm.

This roar seemed to be mocking Qin Cheng's overestimation of his abilities, and his expression seemed to say, you, a weak human being, still want to defeat me one on one?

"You don't believe it? Then try it."

Qin Cheng swallowed a few elixirs and smiled slightly.

He stood up from the ground and charged towards the phantom beast again.

Although he was injured, Qin Cheng's fighting method did not change at all. He still charged fiercely and wrestled with the phantom beasts.

As Qin Cheng was repulsed again and again, the confusion in the eyes of the nine-marked phantom beast became more and more intense.

Qin Cheng's crazy attack resulted in more and more injuries, and his breath became weaker and weaker. Similarly, it could not escape unscathed.

The nine-marked phantom beast was also panting slightly, and its claws, which were constantly bombarded by Qin Cheng, also felt numb and painful.

This human monk is like a cockroach that cannot be killed. Every time he is knocked down by himself, he will stand up again.

When Qin Cheng was blown away again, the nine-marked phantom beast finally became impatient.

If this continues, although he will always have the upper hand and will not get himself injured, it seems that he will not be able to kill Qin Cheng at all.

It was tired of this little flea and kept jumping next to itself.

Especially on the periphery, under the desperate attacks of Hu Zhen and others, the number of his own men was not only reduced, but the situation of victory and defeat was constantly reversed.

"Kill this human kid, and then kill all the rest!"

The eyes of the nine-marked phantom beast flashed with murderous intent. He had had enough of this boring fighting method. Seeing that Qin Cheng's aura was already weakened, it was time to end it.

boom!

Once again, after blasting Qin Cheng away, he saw the opponent falling powerlessly to the ground, and the nine-marked phantom beast moved.

It let out a low roar, and the lines between its brows bloomed with a flash of light, offsetting the power of Qin Cheng. Then, like a phantom, it swooped towards Qin Cheng, who was hitting the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Qin!"

Seeing the nine-patterned phantom beast rushing towards him like lightning, everyone's expressions changed.

At this time, the cultivators had slightly gained the upper hand.

According to the development of this situation, although they can't kill the nine-marked phantom beast, there is no problem in saving their lives.

But if Qincheng is destroyed by the nine-marked phantom beast, everything will change.

Boom!

Facing the sharp claws coming from the nine-marked fantasy beast, Qin Cheng blocked it with both arms.

Immediately afterwards, they were coerced by the pressure of this phantom beast, and one person and one beast were smashed into the ground at the same time.

This time, the earth collapsed again, and it was different from dealing with the eight-marked phantom beast before.
Chapter completed!