Chapter 102: : Onite

The things thrown out were all the stumps of the four sect disciples, and even a human head.
The eight disciples of the Four Martial Arts who entered the cave did not survive their lives, and all of them had incomplete bodies and died in terrible conditions.
This seems to have stabbed a hornet's nest. Nearly a hundred warriors outside the cave were passionate, yelling at the cave one by one, gearing up, and trying to rush into the cave to avenge the dead.
Fang Bai, who was hiding in a small wood not far away, was also secretly shocked.
Eight yellow-ranked martial artists were torn apart and thrown out in the blink of an eye. If this was really done by the spirit ape, it would prove that the four martial arts disciples were right, that spirit ape was not only powerful, but also cruel.
The small forest where Fang Bai was located was only 200 meters away from the cave, which did not exceed the sensing range of his ears.
When the eight four-door disciples were killed, Fang Bai was able to sense a strong and violent aura, and after those stumps and broken arms were thrown out of the cave, the aura returned to calm, only a weak sense. Breathing and heartbeat.
This shows that the spirit ape has reached a very high level of control over its own functions.
Fang Bai inferred from this that the strength of that spirit ape had not only reached the realm of a profound-level martial artist, but it was also comparable to himself, equal to that of a profound-level intermediate martial artist.
Fang Bai knew exactly how terrifying a spirit ape that was comparable in strength to an intermediate martial artist of the profound rank and was full of fierceness was.
Although there are hundreds of people in the four major sects, they want to kill the spirit ape and obtain the remains of the heavenly martial artist without paying a heavy price.
It seems that he is not eager to show up, it is a very wise decision.
Fang Bai secretly rejoiced for this.
Fang Bai thought that even if he shot himself, he didn't dare to say that he could kill the spirit ape with absolute certainty.
But if you really want to fight the Ling Ape, with the rich combat experience in the previous life and the vast array of techniques, Fang Bai is confident that he can defeat the Ling Ape, all it takes is time.
Hundreds of warriors from the Four Martial Arts School stood outside the cave, shouting and cursing. Although they were all emotional and sounded like thunder, none of them dared to rush into the cave and fight with the ape.
The warriors shouted and cursed outside the cave for a while, but they didn't see the ape appearing, and they felt bored, so they started to think of other ways to force the ape out and wipe it out.
Some warriors kept throwing stones and other objects into the cave, and some warriors lit the dry grass and threw them into the cave. As a result, they would be thrown out by the spirit ape as soon as they were thrown in.
The disciples of the four sect were angry and anxious, but could not think of a good way.
At this moment, a young male disciple from Wanyaogu came out more and more, shouting: "Don't throw things away, let me try."
"Ghost, what can you do?"
Bian Xiqi, the leader of Wanyao Valley, knew that his teacher-nephew was not old but had many ghost ideas, so he couldn't help asking.
The Wanyaogu disciple called Guishou smiled and said, "Uncle Bian forgot, I can control bees!"
"Manipulate the bees?"
Bian Xiqi was startled, just about to say that you can manipulate bees for a fart. Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his mind. "Haha" laughed and said, "I know what your kid is going to do! Hurry up and use your spooky ideas. It's up to you to force that ape out."
Guishou grinned, and took out a small jade bottle from his body, opened the cork, and a strong floral fragrance suddenly spread out, extending in the direction of the mountain wind.
After a while, a buzzing sound rang, and the warriors in the valley raised their heads and looked into the sky on the north side, only to see a black cloud floating here.
"It's a bee!"
Looking at the thousands of honey peaks that quickly flew above their heads, the faces of the warriors in the valley changed slightly. They didn't understand where so many bees came from, and they were worried that the swarms of bees would swarm down and attack them.
With their strength, ten or eight bees are not afraid, and dozens or hundreds of them can deal with it. However, the intensive attacks of thousands of bees are invincible. Once the true essence is exhausted, the bees will take advantage of it. ,The consequences could be disastrous.
A magnificent warrior, if a swarm of bees stung a big red envelope on his body, it will make people laugh out loud.
Fortunately, the swarm just hovered over the head of the ghost hand and did not attack anyone.
The warriors secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes all on the ghost hand, to see how he manipulated the swarm to force the ferocious spirit apes out of the cave.
Guishou's face was dignified, and he tightly grasped the medicine bottle in his hand, constantly shifting his figure, and finally stood still on a rock near the cave.
Where he stands, as long as there is a mountain breeze, it will bring the rich fragrance of flowers in the medicine bottle in his hand to the cave.
Among the warriors, there was a clever one, with a look of enlightenment on his face, vaguely guessing what the ghost hand would do next.
Hum
The ghost hand suddenly uttered a "buzzing" sound similar to a bee. The sound was relatively gentle at first, but after a while it became aggressive and killing.
The swarm of bees hovering above the ghost hand, as if receiving an attack order, lined up in a long queue, following the route of the fragrance of flowers floating from the medicine bottle, rushing into the hole.
Not long after, I heard a loud rumbling noise coming from the cave, followed by the sharp and piercing cry of the spirit ape. Obviously, the swarm of bees brought a lot of suffering to the spirit ape and angered it.
Seeing the devil's hand revealing his unique skill to control the bee, the faces of the three disciples of Shaolin Temple, Qingcheng Temple, and Yanyu Tower all showed vigilance.
Although the strength of the ghost hand itself is not strong, he can control the swarm to perform attacks. In the eyes of the disciples of the three main sects, his threat is no less than a Xuan-level martial artist.
There was a bang in the cave, and the white shadow flashed, and a giant ape nearly two meters tall and covered in white hair sprang out like an arrow.
Behind the white ape, the swarm of bees followed.
After the white monkey rushed out of the hole, a pair of humanized eyes looked at the ghost hand holding the medicine bottle, then showed a fierce light and flew towards the ghost hand.
"Be careful!"
Bian Xiqi, the leader of Wanyao Valley, knew that the white ape was about to attack the ghost hand, and immediately reminded him loudly, and at the same time stretched out his body to help.
The white ape was burly in shape and looked clumsy, but it was extremely fast. It sprinted more than a dozen meters away in the blink of an eye. When the ghost hand reacted, it had already slapped the head of the ghost hand with a large palm fan.
Bai Yuan's palm was fast and cruel, and seemed to have a mighty force. The ghost hand even heard the sonic boom when its palm pierced the air.
The offensive power of a Xuan-level martial artist can open a monument and crack a stone. The ghost hand knows that if his head is slapped by the hand of a white ape, it will burst on the spot like a watermelon.
Guishou was shocked, his figure tried his best to dodge to the left, and at the same time the one-foot-long copper pestle in his hand was erected, trying his best to block the slap that Guishou slapped.