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Liu Zong's eyes changed, and his face was more ferocious. He looked at the waves coming from the mountain walls around the altar, but he stood in the same place and looked around, but he could not find the slightest flaw.

Vaguely, around him, there seems to be a terrible idea swept, which contains indescribable power and is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

People in Yuelai's world still haven't left, but at the moment, I see this scene in my heart, and I feel a trace of danger.

"It seems to be some kind of magic technique. It seems that the caster has reached the peak of its brewing."

"What a strong idea."

The disciples of yuelaijie suddenly exclaimed, and then they looked at LiuZong one by one with gloomy eyes.

This guy is willing to be a puppet in the world of blood.

The scene of his swallowing the blood beads before was clearly in his eyes.

"I hope that this young man from the sectarian world will clean up the door for me to come to the world this month."

One of the disciples said coldly with a look of disdain on his face.

The other disciples saw that although they had a pause, they didn't object. Liu Zong's move was no longer worthy of being a member of the Yuelai community.

Whew.

While they were talking, Liu Zong's ferocious eyes were locked in front of several people in an instant. When he heard what the disciples said, his face became extremely gloomy and full of murdering.

"Death

Liu Zong roared. He opened his hand and breathed out his amazing aura. With a wave of his hand, the torrent of blood red spirit power swept across with boundless oppression. Liu Zong himself, without retreating, rushed out like a blink of an eye to several disciples of Yuelai kingdom.

"Damn it Seeing this, the disciples of Liu Zong suddenly turned pale. Now the strength of Liu Zong is beyond their ability to resist. With a low drink, everyone's eyes meet. The next moment, they disperse and flee as birds and beasts.

"Jie Jie." Liu Zong laughed, and his face was more ferocious. Looking at the embarrassed disciple, he felt a sense of happiness and came to his mind.

On weekdays, don't you like to be arrogant in front of me? Now you're not running like a mouse?

Liu Zong's eyes fixed on one of the disciples, and his sharp palm curved slightly. He grabbed the disciple across the air.

Ah -

the disciple's blood fog is full of blood behind him. It's like a claw leaping out of the blood sea of corpses. It mercilessly pierces the disciple's chest.

This disciple was suddenly poisoned, which immediately caused a shock. The remaining disciples were full of fear. Now LiuZong is a bit too terrible. Even if they join hands directly, they are not the opponent of each other. However, it seems that they are not good to escape when they disperse.

At present, this disciple's lesson is undoubtedly cool to all his disciples.

"Jie Jie!" Liu Zong gave a strange smile, and the ferocity on his face became more and more terrible, as if killing was just a matter of convenience.

"Next, it's your turn." Liu Zong's body moved and turned into the blood shadow of countless Tao, directly covering one of his disciples.

"Liu Zong, you have to die!"

This disciple, no one else, was the first one who had questioned Liu Zong before. Seeing this, he knew that there was no hope of escape. He closed his eyes slowly, and rose up. In his body, the rolling spiritual power directly diffused out and turned into a torrential wave.

This disciple is also decisive, direct choice, in the most direct way, self explosion!

"Even if I die, I won't let you live!" The disciple suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes filled with blood were awe inspiring. His body moved directly, shaking the void, and appeared in front of Liu Zong.

"Well, I can't see it any more."

A sigh with regret resounded all around, and then a figure appeared in front of Liu Zong without any sign. There was no spiritual wave around him, but it contained a terrible artistic conception.

The appearance of this artistic conception is full of mysterious and supernatural power. The disciple who had planned to explode suddenly gradually converged his breath, and his eyes were calm, while Liu Zong's eyes were dignified.

"Pretend." With a sneer, Liu Zong slapped Ling Jian's body angrily. His body was also like a ghost.

"Get together!"

In the face of Liu Zong's crazy direct attack, Ling Jian suddenly sat down, his hands together, lost in thought, eyes closed, but the artistic conception of his whole body is more and more concise, like amber, seems to gradually condense into a solid, which is the performance of the artistic conception to achieve a certain purity and refinement.

"Give me a try!"

Ling Jian's static brake, in his whole body, from the rich artistic conception, diffuse out of the eight fists, the eight fists are golden, full of some terrible power, vaguely seems to be with boundless Zen, Sanskrit sound resounding, intoxicating, can exorcism general, supernatural incomparable.Sing!

The fist shakes the void and falls suddenly from the Zen amber. Then the eight fists converge and fall towards LiuZong's body. The light of the domineering fist overlaps with the dull sound like a rock. Finally, it turns into a three Zhang fist in front of LiuZong's body, just like a small mountain. It directly tears the void fiercely, just like a blink of an eye Above the body.

Liu Zongna's palm was broken in response to the sound. His whole arm was directly removed and turned into powder all over the sky. His body quickly retreated, and Shaolin Xingyi boxing followed him. No matter how Liu Zong got rid of it, it was the tarsal maggot who could not get rid of it completely. It was only when the two sides consumed almost the same amount of money, and the light on the golden fist gradually faded that some of them had to stop It's the trend of the future.

"Damn it." Liu Zong scolded, "what kind of ghost art is this?"

Liu Zong's eyes were dim. Although he was so abusive, his heart was already shocked and his eyes were salivating. It seemed that even the best techniques in the world could not compete with him.

Liu Zong had many thoughts in his mind. He looked at the dim golden fist, and his killing intention in his eyes was even better. If it was because he was too jealous of each other before, it's not now. Now he just wants to take everything that belongs to Ling Jian for himself!

"It seems that this Sanskrit has little effect on you."

Ling Jian also felt the more angry demons in the latter's body. He immediately moved his body and appeared in front of Shaolin Xingyi boxing, with one punch printed on it.

"Seal of Zen!"

Ling Jian's whole body is full of Zen, and all of them gather on the mountain like fist. Among them, the glass seal emits the light of glass, and then all of them flow into the golden fist.

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