Chapter 897 Good Stuff

When Xiangjia used the second-level beast art: elephant power, "Iron Bucket" let out a low roar.

The next moment, Iron Bucket's body trembled violently, and the fluctuations of true qi and breath were weakening at a very fast speed, and his spirit became a little sluggish.

On the other hand, Xiangjia's momentum was rising steadily, and there was a tendency to reach the peak of innateness.

Seeing this, Chen Yang couldn't help but frowned, and felt a little sympathetic to the mammoth beast.

Because he found that the beast art of the elephant spirit tribe, whether it was the first level: elephant armor, the second level: elephant power, or the third level: dark power, all sacrificed the power of the beast spirit to enhance its own combat effectiveness.

Even the third-level beast art: dark power, even at the cost of sacrificing the mammoth.

This method of strengthening oneself is completely different from the insect spirit tribe and the wolf spirit tribe, which used beasts to fight, and it was even a bit of a waste of time.

"Hah!"

Xiangjia roared and released the huge tusks of Iron Bucket.

At this moment, he was infinitely close to the peak of innateness, and his strength increased greatly.

Xiang Jia regained his confidence, staring coldly at Chen Yang: "Hmph, kid, come again, I want to see how strong your body is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Chen Yang.

He crouched down, and actually used all four limbs to run.

The powerful true energy surged, and a phantom of a mammoth beast emerged, merging with the elephant armor.

"Yin!"

Xiang Jia screamed loudly, as if he had turned into a mammoth, with primitive wildness in his eyes.

Dong, Dong, Dong...

The ground shook, and every step he took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"Chen Yang, die!"

Xiang Jia roared fiercely, and his majestic body rushed towards Chen Yang.

The Xiangling tribe did not seem to have any special tricks, relying entirely on strength and defense, and confronting each other head-on.

"Broken Void Palm!"

"Black Light Broken Sword!"

Chen Yang did not dodge, his left hand slapped, and his right hand swung the sword.

He was not trying to win by using the Void-Breaking Palm and the Black Sword Qi, but just wanted to shake Xiangjia's defense.

In the void, the palm shadow emerged, and Xiangjia just hit it.

Bang.

The palm shadow shattered, leaving only a stream of turbulent Qi.

Under the impact of the Qi, the mammoth phantom covering the surface of Xiangjia's body also fluctuated, and its shape was slightly distorted.

At the same time, the Black Sword Qi, following the Void-Breaking Palm, hit Xiangjia.

"Hmph, although this sword is powerful, you are not powerful enough to exert its power."

Xiangjia showed disdain on his face and rushed towards the Black Sword Qi.

Boom...

The sword Qi slashed on the mammoth phantom, and the phantom trembled violently, tearing a hole.

However, the Black Sword Qi could not break Xiangjia's defense after all.

The sword Qi dissipated and disappeared into thin air.

The mammoth phantom on the surface of Xiangjia's body was also injured and became a little blurred.

However, the wound torn by the sword energy was healing quickly.

"Hmph, you have no tricks."

Xiang Jia sneered, as if he had seen the scene of Chen Yang being defeated.

But when the black sword energy dissipated, he saw that Chen Yang attacked immediately after the sword energy.

"Eight Desolate Tyrant Body!"

Chen Yang's whole body was surging with true energy, but the real power was in his body.

He punched out, aiming at the cut that the black sword energy had just torn.

Hitting from this point can reduce the loss of his power.

Bang.

His fist passed through the cut, and when it touched the phantom of the true energy mammoth, the true energy lingering on his arm instantly broke and completely disintegrated.

His true energy in the early stage of innateness could not be compared with Xiang Jia at all.

However, his real combat power was not the realm, but the Eight Desolate Tyrant Body.

Even if Xiang Jia was infinitely close to the peak of innateness, he was in the late stage of innateness after all, and he could not stop Chen Yang's attack.

Boom boom boom...

His fist hit the cut of the phantom, making a cracking sound.

The mammoth phantom trembled violently.

Bang boom.

The mammoth phantom was completely shattered by Chen Yang's punch.

"How is it possible?!"

Xiang Jia's face was terrified. He had already played all his cards, but he didn't expect that Chen Yang was still stronger than him.

In an instant.

Chen Yang's fist passed through the phantom and hit Xiang Jia's body.

Bang.

A burst of blood burst out. Xiang Jia tried hard to resist, but the whole person flew backwards like a fired cannonball.

Boom boom.

He hit the cracked wall of the hall. A section of the wall of more than ten meters was shattered.

He fell to the ground, the wall collapsed, and some stones pressed him down. His body was covered with dust and in a mess. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

The whole audience was silent, and their eyes were fixed on Chen Yang.

At this moment, Chen Yang moved, appeared next to the "iron barrel", jumped up, and slapped the iron barrel on the head.

The iron barrel, which had been drained of its power by the elephant scapula, died on the spot.

So far, all the ten aggressive elephant spirits were dealt with by Chen Yang.

However, all this is not over yet.

In a flash, Chen Yang's eyes looked at the corner.

There stood Luo Er.

Luo Er was thrown to the ground by the mammoth just now, and he didn't dare to move, observing the situation.

Seeing Chen Yang's terrifying fighting power, he was so scared that his legs were numb at this moment. He wanted to escape, but found that he didn't even have the courage to move.

Chen Yang is only in the early stage of innate, but he is so strong, is he still a human?

At this moment, he realized what a huge mistake it was for the Maidegu family to be enemies with Chen Yang.

However, it was too late for him to regret.

"I said, I will kill you with my own hands. It was you who caused my little sister to disappear."

Chen Yang walked towards Luo Er.

Luo Er's heart beat with every step he took.

Fear spread in his heart, and Luo Er's psychological endurance seemed to have reached its limit. He was in the middle stage of the innate realm, but he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

His knees softened, and he knelt down to Chen Yang, begging for mercy: "Chen Yang, please let me go, I..."

Bang.

Before Luo Er could finish his words, a palm shadow appeared above his head and fell down with a bang, knocking him to the ground, his body flat, and he couldn't die any more.

Facing the enemy, Chen Yang would not be soft.

After solving Luo Er's problem, there was a clang behind him.

He looked back and saw that he was crawling up like an elephant, and the stone pressing on him rolled to the side.

"What a strong vitality!"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that Xiang Jia was not dead yet.

However, there was a cut on Xiang Jia's abdomen, blood was dripping, and even his internal organs could be seen. He was seriously injured.

At this moment, he was weak and had been beaten by Chen Yang's punch and lost his fighting ability.

Xiang Jia looked at Chen Yang with fear in his eyes.

He never expected that his Xiangling team would be wiped out by an outsider in the early stage of innateness.

Chen Yang looked at Xiang Jia from a distance and said coldly: "You can commit suicide. You should know that I will not let you leave alive."

Xiang Jia's body trembled, and a pleading look appeared on his face. He hurriedly shouted: "Please let me go. I have found good things in the ruins. I can take you there."