The Night Watchman of Another World: I know a lot of things

Chapter 113: Palm Thunder

Previously, when Yang Qing was comprehending the Eighteen Hands of the Black Dragon, he also learned some experience in tracking and investigating from the captain of the Six Gates.

Then, based on his experience, Yang Qing explored the area near the human skin flag for a while.

"This person must have been attacked by the enemy from behind the wall that was almost broken through, and his head was chopped off after he lost his combat capability.

And judging from the bloodstains that haven’t dried yet, he must have been dead not long ago.”

Yang Qing glanced at the big hole on the side and the dense bloodstains on the wall. According to the trajectory of the blood spraying, the spraying point should be near the big hole.

"It seems that the other party should be an expert at digging holes!

The wall between the two tunnels is so thin, only about three or four fingers wide.

It's impossible to defend against a sneak attack through a wall."

Yang Qing sighed, then put down the human skin flag, hastily collected the body of the unfortunate guy, searched for footprints, and then chased in the direction of the other party's retreat.

The unlucky guy who was made into a human skin flag was Ye Qin, and the direction Yang Qing was chasing was exactly the direction where Tuozhui Jia retreated.

As the space in the tunnel was too small, Yang Qing still used the Soul Soldier God as his weapon. Yang Qing deliberately slid the two daggers along the wall, and the tips of the knives rubbed against the wall, making a slight squeaking sound.

However, after a while, the squeaking sound of friction suddenly changed. The tone became higher and became slightly crisper and more ethereal. At the same time, Yang Qing's heart moved and he knew that he had guessed correctly.

The friction sound became crisp, and such a sound could only be made because the back of the mine wall was hollow.

The previous method was so easy to kill a night watchman, Yang Qing bet that the murderer would definitely not be willing to use it only once.

Thinking of this, Yang Qing did not hesitate and kicked the wall of the cave with great force. With a loud bang, a big hole was kicked out of the seemingly solid tunnel by Yang Qing.

With the help of the light emitted by the golden seal, Yang Qing could see clearly that at the other end of the big hole was a fat guy like a rat, but covered with a layer of scales. It was lying on the wall, ready to launch a sneak attack.

Yang Qing's first kick scared it.

No one expected Yang Qing to do this. It was a good sneak attack, but unexpectedly the opponent saw through it.

"You're a little smarter than the last guy, but it doesn't matter. I'll still skin you and make a flag from you in a bit."

The shikigami carrying the armor is a demonized pangolin. As it speaks, the scales on its armor vibrate together, making a sound like teeth chewing bones.

After he finished speaking, he rushed towards Yang Qing, and then the man and the "beast" started fighting each other.

This armored carapace is covered with scales to protect itself tightly. Except for the abdomen and throat, all other parts are protected by the scales.

He is also very strong, with a pair of extremely sharp claws. The cave walls as hard as rocks are as soft as tofu under his claws. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to dig such a huge tunnel underground in one day.

In a flash, Yang Qing fought with the opponent for several rounds, but the result of the fight made Yang Qing feel depressed.

The defensive effect of his own Golden Seal was quite good, but in front of this rat-like Shikigami, he couldn't even withstand a single move.

With one touch of his claws, his golden seal was instantly annihilated.

If it was just the strong attacking power, it would be fine. His Seven Star Steps combined with the observation ability of the Nine-Character Mantra had a pretty good dodging effect. In addition, Yang Qing was also very strong at this time. Under the huge force penetrating through him, even if the opponent was covered with scales, he might not be able to withstand it.

But what Yang Qing miscalculated was that the scales on this armor-carrying beast actually had another mystery.

During battle, the scales of the armor stand up like dominoes. Once you are hit, you can instantly transfer and remove the force by conducting force.

Just like Yang Qing's side kick just now, it only caused ripples on his scales, but did not cause any damage to his armor.

Then Yang Qing didn't believe it, and chopped hard with the short sword in his soul weapon, using the force of lifting light as if it were heavy, and cut the opponent's forehead with the sword. Combined with the tremendous power of the Dragon Elephant Boluo Power, the power was countless times stronger than the sword that cut off Wu Zhen's soul weapon before.

But even so, it still only caused the opponent's scales to tremble.

The force of the knife was transmitted to the adjacent scales in an instant when it was struck on the armor. Then it was transmitted in turn. The so-called force of the knife was just a movement on the armor of the bear.

Even the armor took the opportunity to strike back with a claw. With the transmission of force, this attack carried with it most of Yang Qing's sword force, and even made a sound of breaking through the air. It only touched the edge of the golden seal and shattered it in an instant, causing the entire tunnel to fall into darkness again.

The dark environment is more conducive to the sneak attack of the armored carbine.

The pangolin is a spirit that is good at digging holes, so it doesn't care whether it is bright or not. At this moment, the whole tunnel has fallen into darkness, and the armored carapace is attacking again and again, hoping to take the opportunity to kill Yang Qing.

Yang Qing originally wanted to use the Golden Light Seal again to turn on the light, but the pangolin didn't give him any chance. In the darkness, Yang Qing only felt a fat body pushing towards him.

Afterwards, Yang Qing heard the sound, stepped on the Seven Stars, and used the Gang Step to narrowly avoid the opponent's attack.

But immediately afterwards, a strong sound of wind followed closely, which was the sound of the armor's tail breaking through the air.

Oh!

In the darkness, two balls of blue lightning suddenly appeared. It was Yang Qing who directly used the palm thunder and caught the tail that was sweeping over.

Thunder roared, and then the miserable and numb screams of Tuo Luojia spread in the tunnel.

The scale structure of this armor is ingenious, which can release the force in sequence. It is almost difficult to be broken by physical attacks, but it will suffer a lot if it encounters Yang Qing's palm thunder.

Even though this palm thunder is an acquired thunder, it still has a natural inhibitory effect on evil spirits such as Shikigami.

"Damn it! It's thunder magic! How do you know thunder magic?"

After the scream, Tuozhuijia was shocked and took advantage of the interval between the use of palm thunder to try to pull his tail out of Yang Qing's hand, but in the face of Yang Qing's strength, it was not so easy.

With great strength in both hands, Yang Qing pinched the tail of the armor-carrying beast so hard that it was almost deformed, leaving the other party no chance to escape.

Oh!

The dark blue lightning flashed again, shocking Tuozhuijia so much that it screamed in agony. Even its hard and delicate scales gave off a burnt smell under the thunder.

The Tuozhuijia lost his grip and had his tail caught. Yang Qing then took advantage of the situation and pursued him. He grasped its tail and exerted great force, then threw it backwards and hit it hard on the ground. At the same time, he lay on top of it, assuming the posture of Wu Song fighting a tiger, with lightning flashing on his hands, and at the same time, he responded with punches.

Under the effect of the palm thunder, the structure of the scales was directly deformed by electricity, and the charred scales lost their ability to dissipate force. When Yang Qing's fist hit it, the force could not be transmitted and was all fed back to the flesh under the scales.

boom! boom! boom!

Continuous heavy punches, with a force of twenty to thirty thousand pounds per punch, supplemented by the electric shock of the palm thunder, soon made Tuozhuijia spit blood and he couldn't even scream.

Amidst the muffled thuds, the fat pangolin-shaped god could not withstand the heavy blows and soon turned into smoke, transforming back into a tattoo, revealing a wretched man about 1.4 meters tall with short limbs and a big belly.

"Are you satisfied? I don't like beating around the bush. You know what I want to ask. Just tell me what I want to know. I can punch you less."

Looking at the wretched man who was breathing out more than breathing in, Yang Qing retracted his fist and asked in a stern voice.