Shi Youming swung his body quickly, waved his palm and brought up a bloody light, facing the torrent of Qi.

A strange scene appears.

There was a "hiss" sound.

The torrent of Qi shrank rapidly from the top.

Shi Youming seemed to have a wind eye in his palm, sucking all the strong energy into it.

In an instant, the torrent of energy disappeared.

This scene only reminded Feng Yifei of a scene in the Dragon Ball comics. This is the case when Dr. Gross the Man-19 and the Twenty absorb the Turtle School Qigong.

Can even the force emitted from the air be absorbed?

Feng Yifei couldn't help but be shocked.

Yes! The domineering spirit was not scattered by the palm force, but he also absorbed some of it!

Suddenly, it was strange that the four old monks in Shaolin attacked Shi Youming on the left side.

This is not surprising. Shi Youming's left hand was just dealing with his own sword.

Although the four Shaolin monks suddenly attacked and wanted to pronounce the Buddha's name, they also attacked the Kong Sect. However, Shi Youming took action very quickly, and with his speed, it was absolutely time to deal with the Gangqi.

The previous raid against his own sword attack is proof of it.

But why did he turn around and use his right hand to absorb the Qi?

As my mind turned around, before I could figure it out, I heard a harsh roar through the air.

A ball of black light flew in the air and slashed straight towards Shi Youming's head.

It is Qu Benlei's flying axe.

Shi Youming raised his right hand and bounced his finger.

The swirling flying axe flew back at a much faster speed than before.

Qu Benlei covered his chest and gasped violently. He was already injured in internal injuries. He seemed to have no idea about this, and he had no way to dodge and his eyes were wide open.

Feng Yifei couldn't help but want to rescue him. Even if he had the bonus of the inner seal on his body, he could not catch up with the rescue. In a hurry, he wanted to hit the "Jingzhe" and it would be too late to knock down the flying axe.

But Feng Yifei couldn't save it.

It doesn't mean that others can't save them.

A figure suddenly knocked Qu Benlei away at the critical moment.

But his man turned into white light and disappeared under the flying axe.

It was a player who followed Qu Benlei to this Netherworld Villa.

At the critical moment, he sacrificed his life to save Qu Benlei.

Fortunately, Qu Benlei was injured and his strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, with his level of cultivation, he would hit him like an iron plate. How could he stagger and almost overturn?

The flying axe was still in full swing, and it slammed down on the courtyard wall more than ten feet away, and gravel rolled down.

While raising his hands and feet, Shi Youming forced the many masters present to retreat one by one.

The skill is so high that it is really sensational.

Wu Caiyun suddenly exclaimed, "You! You are practicing the evil magic skill of the 'Blood Hand Transformation'!"

Shi Youming looked at her in surprise, "Miss has such a good eye!"

Wu Caiyun said quickly, "You dare to practice this evil skill, do you know that according to legend, those who practice this "blood hand-turning skill" will die extremely miserably, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shi Youming with a sneer, "What if he dies very miserably in the future?"

His expression seemed to be a little lonely, and he immediately returned to his calm expression. "At that time, I was already a famous hero in the world and was widely admired by future generations. I left my name in history in the martial arts world. Even though I died a little miserably, what does it matter?"

"Respect? Respect your mother!" Cai Yudan cursed angrily.

Cui Lushang said in a deep voice, "In today's battle, if we want to survive, we can only work together and fight to kill this villain!"

"Do you?" Shi Youming laughed instead of anger, "Your ending is already destined and will only become a nourishment for my skills!"

Feng Yifei stared at Shi Youming tightly and found something unusual.

It could be vaguely seen that his left hand was gently moving his fingers in the bloody flame light.

After receiving the joint attack from the Sword, it seemed that he was not relaxed.

More obvious, a faint slight dark air flow escaped.

Feng Yifei was sure that it was definitely the undead spirit.

He seemed unable to take the undead energy for himself, so he had to spread it out.

The spiritual sense also sensed a situation, and not only the undead spirit energy escaped, but also some other energy energy.

It seemed that for a moment, he could not fully digest and absorb the force, and he had to release some.

As he was thinking, Shi Youming's body flashed out.

In an instant, it arrived in front of Di Ming.

The four monks of Shaolin roared one after another, Di Ming, who was standing in front, thrust violently with his palms, and his powerful energy hit Shi Youming directly.

Shi Youming smiled slightly and pushed his palm forward.

The qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, constantly disappearing into his palm.

His right palm stuck to Di Ming's palms, not only did not make a loud noise, but also silently, tightly stuck together and could not shake it.

The four old monks were shocked like electric shock, but they were not allowed to withdraw and retreat.

Cai Yudan rushed forward, coiled in golden silk and attacked behind Shi Youming.

The yellow silk in Yin Chengfeng's hand quickly wrapped and turned into a sword-like form. The human "sword" was integrated, and the whole person stabbed out like a sharp sword.

The speed of the rapid speed was a little faster than Cai Yudan.

But there were two people much faster than them.

Feng Yifei appeared beside Shi Youming like a ghost. The bright sword light from the middle finger of one hand burst out instantly and thorned out in a dense and incompetent manner.

With a stroke of his other hand, dozens of erratic white sword energy swirled around, attacking Shi Youming's body.

Shi Youming's right hand was still stuck to Di Ming's palms, and he laughed wildly, waving his left hand with a swing, and a dazzling blood-colored flame sprinkled out.

Whether it is the sword of the positive sword or the soft sword, the sword energy is like the white snow under the fierce sun, instantly disappearing intovisible.

Feng Yifei was shocked. The blood-colored flame could actually absorb the force out of thin air.

Cui Lue Shang was following closely, kicking out of the air like a sharp electric shock.

When the light is revealed, I know something is wrong and I will quickly change and attract my legs.

The blood-colored flame emitted by Shi Youming suddenly turned into a release, and burst out wildly.

Cui Lue-shang Ru hit a wall, and her whole body was like a leaf, drifting several feet away with the strong wind before landing.

Feng Yifei was not much better, and he staggered and retreated violently.

Yin Chengfeng was even more unbearable. Before he could get close to Shi Youming, he was blown out by the blood-colored flames.

Cai Yudan's golden silk was not close at all, and he was swung back and could not stop at all.

The old monk Di Ming's face turned from red to white at this time, and he rolled his eyes.

The three monks who worked with him were all pale and soft, but were driven by Shi Youming's strength and could not escape.

Feng Yifei shouted loudly, and his whole body rushed across the air, like a strong arrow in Lixian, killing him over.

The condensed sword energy of the middle fingers of both hands turned into the shape of a spiral drill bit and flew rapidly.

The body was even more filled with blood, and the rolling mist was spreading, turning into thousands of tentacles, covering the sky and the earth to Shi Youming.

The momentum is amazing.

I will absorb the strength, so will it!

Even if the marrow-sucking technique cannot absorb his "blood hand-making skills", it can always play a restraining role!

Shi Youming exhaled his strength, and the four old monks in Shaolin flew everywhere.
Chapter completed!