Yan Neng's tall body, eroded by a tidal wave of sword light, fell back one after another. Every wave of impact caused his body to shake violently, until the last wave of sword power dissipated, and the corner of his mouth,
A ray of blood has escaped.
After forcing Yan Neng back with a sword, Lin Che did not choose to fight. Instead, taking advantage of this opportunity, her figure quickly transformed into a gust of wind and landed under the blood-striped ancient demon tree.
"Uh-huh."
The blood-striped ancient demon tree had grown for who knows how many years and had already developed a lot of spirituality. When it sensed Lin Che's approaching figure, it immediately stretched out a vine as thick as an arm and rolled it towards Lin Che's body.
Lin Che had expected this, and her expression did not change at all. She raised her hand and swept out with a sword.
The vines protruding from the blood-striped ancient demon tree were instantly cut off by the sharp sword. Not only that, Lin Che also attached a layer of Nine Nether Flames to the blade of the black ancient sword, making that section
The severed branches and vines burned in mid-air and turned into ashes in an instant.
Whether it is "gold" or "fire", they are undoubtedly the most restrained substances with wood attributes.
Therefore, the spirit of the blood-striped ancient demon tree felt a strong threat from Lin Che, a young human race, and several other vines that had extended out quickly shrank back.
"laugh."
Lin Che stepped on the ground with her toes, and her figure jumped into the air. Then she swung her sword unceremoniously, cutting off the vine that was tightly wrapped around An Ling'er, and put her arms around her delicate waist.
Limbs, the two figures landed smoothly back to the ground.
"Young Master..."
The loss of a large amount of spiritual blood in the body caused An Ling'er to appear in an extremely weak state. Her whole delicate body was as soft as a bone and she could hardly stand. She could only cling to Lin Che's arms and rest her head against Lin Che's.
on the shoulders.
In such a state, if her rescue was delayed for a moment, the life force in her body would probably be completely lost.
It was precisely because of this that An Ling'er raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Che's side face, her beautiful eyes filled with strange brilliance. Especially after seeing with her own eyes the difficult situation that Lin Che had faced in order to save her,
It made her feel grateful and felt a strange emotion in her heart.
However, Lin Che obviously didn't notice this. After rescuing An Ling'er, she looked into the distance, all her vigilance focused on the Dark Twin Buddhas.
"Uh-huh!"
Yanneng was furious and let out a low roar.
The other party, who was clearly four levels behind him, not only rescued An Ling'er in front of him, but even caused him to suffer certain injuries.
As the top genius of Anye Zen Temple, in Yanneng's view, this is simply a great shame and cannot be accepted in his heart.
Lin Che looked at him and said: "Master, you are guilty of anger. It seems that as a Buddhist disciple, your practice is still lacking."
"How dare you insult me!" Hearing Lin Che's extremely sarcastic words, Yan Neng's expression became even more embarrassed. He waved the Jiuxi Zen Staff and prepared to rush forward to fight with Lin Che again.
However, at this moment, Yanhui stretched out her palm, patted him on the head, and said: "Amitabha... Junior brother, what the donor taught us is that Buddhism focuses on cultivating the mind. As a Buddhist disciple, you need to be disciplined even more."
Be arrogant and impetuous, you are in trouble."
"Senior brother, but he..."
Before Yan Neng could speak, Yan Hui said with a smile on his face: "This benefactor's inner demon has become a reality. It seems that a poor monk needs to take action in order to use Buddhism to transform him."
As the voice fell, Yanhui's body flew up, corresponding to his height, like a palm-sized Buddha statue, finally hanging in the air.
The next moment, thousands of golden lights burst out from his body, illuminating the entire mountain. Yanhui twisted the rosary in his right hand, stretched out his left hand forward, struck a palm in the air, and read in his mouth: "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Qianye"
Palm."
"Wow."
And as he stretched out his palm, he saw a hundred-foot-sized palm print quickly condensed in mid-air. The palm print was like the geography of mountains and rivers, and each finger was surrounded by a golden dragon. It was filled with the power of Buddha nature, almost
Half of the sky is covered.
It moved towards the direction where Lin Che was and shrouded it.
Seeing this scene, Lin Che's eyes narrowed slightly, and she immediately raised the black ancient sword in her hand, concentrating all the true power in her body on the tip of the sword, then gently pushed the sword hilt with her palm, and used sword control skills to control the sword ancestor.
Hit it out and meet the opponent's palm force.
"Boom."
The black ancient sword and the golden palm print collided together, and a thunderous roar suddenly erupted. The collision of the two forces caused the void to continue to be annihilated and collapsed... forming dark space cracks.
The golden palm print was broken. However, after the black ancient sword flew back and was caught in Lin Che's hand, a strong residual force impact was also transmitted, causing Lin Che's body to shake violently and she unconsciously took several steps back.
.
"What a powerful force. It contains at least the power of eleven thousand rules. The realm of this demon monk has probably reached the seventh level of everything!"
Lin Che felt a heavy feeling in her chest. She suppressed the surging energy and blood in her body, her face sank slightly, and she muttered to herself.
"Uh-huh."
At the same time, before he could think too much, Yanhui waved his arm and landed another palm.
At this time, aware of the opponent's terrifying power, Lin Che naturally no longer chose to confront him head-on. The demon king's wings behind him trembled slightly and flew to one side, leaving only an afterimage in place.
"Boom."
The terrifying palm force hit the spot where Lin Che was standing, instantly causing the ground to sink, leaving a deep, huge palm mark like a ravine.
"Bang."
Because the power of this palm was so powerful, it caused the earth to crack. Under the huge trunk of the Blood-striped Ancient Demonic Tree, countless roots rooted deep in the ground were shaken out of the soil, and the entire tree flew into the air.
Seeing this scene, Yan Hui's eyes flickered with light, and he immediately set off and flew towards the ancient tree.
"Uh-huh."
However, with the speed of the Demon King's wings and the fact that he was closer to that area, Lin Che obviously would not give him a chance to succeed.
The figure flashed in mid-air, taking one step ahead and coming to the ancient tree. He then held a space ring in his hand and took it towards the blood-striped ancient demon tree.
"Crash."
The space inside that ring was thirty feet in size. Even the huge tree body of the blood-patterned ancient demon tree was enough to completely store it. It disappeared in mid-air almost in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Lin Che's figure immediately retreated, put a certain distance away from the opponent, and landed in a relatively safe area.
He put one arm around An Ling'er's slender waist, and with the other hand, he gently weighed the space ring in his palm, stared at Yan Hui's figure, chuckled and said, "Thank you very much."
Yanhui missed it.
But after hearing what Lin Che said, even with his state of mind, the smile that had been on his face completely disappeared.