Yu Zichong coughed up blood, and Li Cangyang broke his sword energy with a soul-eating claw. The gloomy ghost energy severely injured him, and his face turned gray. This was a sign that the ghost energy had entered the body.
Li Cangyang sneered, "A small person from Jiange who has only forty years of skill dares to attack me, regardless of life or death. If you are willing to kneel down and beg for mercy in the name of a master disciple of Jiange, I will spare your life."
Li Cangyang's contempt is not unreasonable. Yu Zichong indeed does not have the strength to fight with him. As a master of the top ten palaces of the Soul-Eating Sect, Li Cangyang is a master in the world and is as famous as the six great swords of Jiange. Although he was defeated by Zhao Wuwan's sword, he still
The evil reputation spread far and wide.
"The successor of the Changchun Sword will never bow to the devil even if he dies." Yu Zichong's sword energy soared into the sky with splitting eyes. The "Innate Sword Energy" gradually turned from white sword energy to yellow during his full operation. Even though it was only a part, the momentum was also
They cannot be compared.
"You are an ignorant idiot at the second level of innate sword energy. Zhao Wuwang's innate sword energy only beat me when he reached the fourth level. It's only the second level. Your juggling makes me not even remotely interested."
Li Cangyang said lightly.
"How about adding me?"
Li Cangyang's eyes moved and he said softly: "Angry Buddha, you have the potential of the second generation of Buddha and Demon, but unfortunately, you still don't know your own abilities. The Bodhidharma Palm and the Great Vajra Fist are not enough to defeat me, and the golden bell and the iron shirt are not enough."
If you can't stop this kid, a few more people won't change anything."
"Really? I don't think so..." Lin Su lowered his eyebrows, and all the acupoints all over his body were opened. The seals bloomed from his Dantian like golden lotuses. The seals dispelled the evil spirit attached to his anger, and the golden light condensed into substance, a statue of nothingness.
The shadow of Buddha slowly rises.
Under the Buddha's shadow seat is an eye-catching white tiger, holding a bronze bowl in his left hand, and a vajra in his right hand. His eyes are shining with divine light, and there is a green lotus in each pupil. The bronze bowl and vajra are aimed at Li Changyang, and the white tiger roars, shaking the world.
Li Cangyang pondered: "The Arhat Dharma of the Crouching Tiger? He is indeed a dangerous person. At such a young age, he actually inspired a ray of the Arhat Dharma that only eminent monks of the Buddhist sect can practice. If given time, he can cultivate to the right level, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything to you. Since you don't want to enter
The Soul-Eating Cult, I can’t let tigers cause trouble.”
The ghost rushed out, and the gloomy atmosphere was overwhelming. It was still noon when the sun was shining brightly, but the sky was gloomy, with the momentum of dark clouds threatening to destroy the city.
"All good and evil values ​​increase in Arhat Fist."
After silently reciting a sentence, Lin Su's momentum slowly increased, and the light screen showed Arhat Fist Dacheng (784/1000). He took a step forward with his front foot and made the starting movement of Arhat Fist.
As soon as the tiger's eyes opened, Lin Su's figure ran up like a cheetah and struck with a straight fist. The white tiger's shadow suddenly pounced. It seemed like an ordinary punch, but Li Cangyang felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Oniyu Seven Tombs!"
Seven tombstones fell from the sky and were inserted upside down. Lin Su's Arhat Fist collided with the tombstones. There was a soft click and the tombstones shattered. Li Cangyang's smile became more and more evil.
crop!
The broken tombstone turned into a wisp of smoke, biting the back of Lin Su's hand like a blood-sucking leech. After a while, the smoke disappeared.
Yu Zichong was startled, "Monk, are you okay?"
Li Cangyang laughed loudly, "After being hit by my soul-eating technique, your body should be very cold at this moment, and your soul seems to be torn in half. You are in involuntary despair, is it painful?"
Yu Zichong blocked the front with his horizontal sword and his eyes widened in anger.
"Despair? What do you mean?" Lin Su patted Yu Zichong, and as the two looked at each other in shock, he slowly stepped forward, "Those who kill innocent people indiscriminately have no right to live in this world, Li Cangyang, you go to hell."
"Impossible, how could you be okay?" Li Cangyang yelled, "Zhao Wuwang doesn't even have the guts to take a Soul-Eating Technique from me. His cultivation is ten times better than yours. How could you break the Soul-Eating Cult's secret technique?
.”
The Soul-Eating Technique plays an important role in the Soul-Eating Cult. The first-generation leader used the Soul-Eating Technique to create the Soul-Eating Cult and controlled countless martial arts masters. This secret technique is impossible to crack if the practitioner is more advanced than the practitioner.
, even if a Shaolin monk comes to help, it is impossible to solve it, but this trick doesn't work on this kid?
Lin Su took a diagonal step, bowed half of his body, hit Li Cangyang's heart with an elbow, and swept his leg like a steel whip.
Li Cangyang woke up immediately, stepped back with his left foot, and reached out with his right hand.
"Ghost Claw!"
Seeing the dark claws reaching towards Lin Su, the Crouching Tiger Arhat with thick eyebrows and big eyes pushed his hand, and the bronze bowl instantly enveloped the two of them. Countless Sanskrit words overflowed from the bronze bowl and wrapped around Li Changyang's hand. The words glowed brightly.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The cold ghost energy dissipated between heaven and earth, and disappeared together with the ghosts shrouded in the bronze bowl. The moment before the ghosts disappeared, the smiles on their lips were sincere, which was a kind of relief.
Lin Su saw the opportunity, and used the zhenqi stimulated by Yi Jin Jing and Xiantian Kung at the same time to punch Arhat Fist. Fuhu Arhat raised his vajra pestle high and shouted, pure light pointed directly at Li Cangyang.
boom!
There was a mark one inch deep on Li Cangyang's chest.
"How could it be possible? My Hundred Demons Yakou..."
Lin Su couldn't explain what he felt. The ghost entered his body and died within two seconds of jumping. The Yi Jin Jing saved the ghost and released the soul. But what happened to the Crouching Tiger Arhat behind him?
He didn't know, it seemed to appear out of thin air.
When he turned around, the majestic Crouching Tiger Arhat was gone.
The remaining ghosts were no longer under Li Cangyang's control, and all disappeared in the light of Sanskrit, without exception.
"Okay, so awesome..." Yu Zichong swallowed, and he couldn't help but admire himself even though he had a high self-esteem. He was the most outstanding disciple of Jiange Changchun Sword, and he was also the genius of Jiange. However, he was deeply impressed by Lin Su's gods and ghosts.
under means.
Fatigue and weakness swept through Lin Su's body. He held on to a tree to prevent his body from falling. He said to Yu Zichong: "Your senior brothers in the county, let them come over. The leader of the Soul-Eating Cult, Chujiang King Li Cangyang, is a
An incredible character.”
Only then did Yu Zichong suddenly realize that he sent a signal bomb into the sky and hurriedly helped Lin Su.
Li Cangyang spat out blood, covered his chest and asked, "Little bald donkey, what method did you use to disperse the ghosts I worked so hard to collect?"
"I don't know." Lin Su really didn't know. He wanted someone to explain.
Li Cangyang obviously didn't believe it, "Little bald donkey, I remember you. I will take your head one day."
Just as Yu Zichong rushed out, Li Cangyang turned into smoke and disappeared. The former said angrily: "Damn it, I forgot to take advantage of his injury to replenish his sword."
Lin Su coughed lightly, "The people in the devil's path are very weird, and their counterattacks before death are especially terrifying. No one knows if he has any other means. It's lucky to have seriously injured him, and none of us can stop him."
"My injury is not a problem, please search the village to see if there are any living people." After swallowing two plant pills, Lin Su glanced in the direction where the Bone Man Tu was running away, and couldn't help but sigh.
If that sinner is allowed to live, I don’t know how many villages will suffer.
Yu Zichong nodded, and Lin Su's reward also appeared.
Chapter completed!