When the force pattern disappeared, the arena stopped shaking.
Only then did the confused evil monk react.
He hurriedly activated his soul power, intending to resist, but as soon as he moved, he realized something was wrong.
This hand on the neck...why is it so powerful?
Is this guy really a genius of the Bing family?
The evil monk's heart was frightened, and his brain was trembling. He was driven crazy, but... it had no effect.
Since the other party's power has suppressed the evil monk!
At the same time, an iron fist had already struck.
Boom!
The fist was like a sacred mountain in the sky, carrying indescribable power and hitting his chest heavily.
In an instant, the evil monk screamed and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his chest was directly penetrated by the fist. The unparalleled power of the fist even tore cracks in his body.
In the blink of an eye, the feared and famous evil monk turned into such a miserable appearance.
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
People looked at the Xuanjin Arena in bewilderment, with their mouths wide open but unable to speak.
The Bing family members were even more stunned, completely stunned by the shocking scene in front of them.
"Hey, then...is that Master Bingyang?"
"I...I don't know..."
"When...when did Master Bingyang possess such terrifying power? Even...even the evil monk...was pinned to the ground by him..."
"terrible!"
"What exactly is going on?"
The Bing family members' lips trembled and they were completely confused.
Binghai was completely stunned at this moment. He stared blankly at the ring and couldn't regain his senses for a long time.
"Asshole!"
At this time, an angry roar sounded from the ring.
I just saw a large amount of dark aura coming out of the evil monk's body. These auras were gloomy and cold, like the Nine Nether Winds. Once they were born, they were like fists, hitting Bingyang fiercely.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom....
After fighting for a while, the evil monk seized the opponent's flaw and punched him violently.
Soon, Bingyang was pushed back.
The evil monk's chest was full of blood, but he stood up suddenly, pulled off the dark Buddhist beads from his neck, clasped his hands together, pinched out the Buddha seal, closed his eyes and quickly chanted a string of difficult to pronounce Buddhist words.
Then he saw the dark aura rippling all over his body quickly condensed together, transforming into the shadow of a huge and dark Buddha behind him.
Bingyang adjusted his body, his eyes under the mask were particularly cold, and he took another step towards the evil monk.
Although Bingyang did not activate any terrifying soul skills, and even the soul power he exerted was extremely thin, for some reason, everyone in the audience looked at Bingyang at this moment, and there was a feeling in their hearts that could not be expressed in words.
Expressive throbbing.
It seems that this person... is the reincarnated killing god who can destroy gods and Buddhas.
"Don't underestimate the poor monk!"
The evil monk suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Bingyang and let out a roar, then the huge Buddha's hand fell from the sky and slapped Bingyang fiercely and fiercely.
Rumble...
The huge Buddha's palm fell from the sky, and the terrifying pressure shattered the void, even cracking the extremely solid black gold arena, and blasted towards Bingyang with an all-exterminating momentum.
"ah?"
There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.
Is such a terrifying move really humanly possible?
"Yang'er, be careful!"
Suddenly, Mrs. Bing shouted urgently.
Binghai said nothing, but his hands behind him were dripping with sweat.
Even he didn't dare to take this move with confidence.
But just then...
Whoosh!
The ice sun that was about to be covered by the Buddha's palm suddenly disappeared.
The evil monk's pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned around to catch Bingyang's figure, but just as he turned around, an iron claw-like palm pierced his heart again as fast as lightning.
Poof!
The evil monk trembled all over and looked at the Bingyang in front of him in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Chi!
Another strange noise came out.
But when Bingyang raised his hand, a bloody heart appeared in his hand.
In front of the evil monk's chest, there was already a terrifying and ferocious hole.
His whole body trembled slightly, and he staggered back. He seemed to be still alive. He raised his hand tremblingly, with the Buddha's seal still in his palm. He leaned tremblingly against the damaged part of his chest, as if he wanted to catch the Buddha's seal.
The power to repair this injury.
But the next second!
Chirp! Chirp!
A ray of red light penetrated his body, immediately shattering the already cracked body.
The evil monk smashed it open on the spot.
The red light hit the edge of the Xuanjin Arena and stopped.
When people looked at it, their scalps were numb with fear and their souls were trembling.
That red light is clearly the heart of the evil monk!
This Bingyang... actually killed the evil monk with his heart!
Countless people were trembling crazily. Have they ever seen such a horrific method? Have they ever heard that someone else's heart is the number of segments that kill someone else?
Bingyang turned around, looked at the white-haired ancestor, the Unfaithful Lord, Qingtong Sword Master and others, and calmly shouted: "Who else wants to come on stage? Come on!"
Such a simple sentence is like a heavy weight falling on everyone.
This time, people were no longer as active as before, but all remained silent...
After all, no one knows what the strength of the people on the stage is...
The Bing family saw it like a dream, and for a time they thought they were dreaming!
"What's going on? Qin'er, who has divine power, was seriously injured, but Yang'er, who doesn't have divine power... is so terrifying? This... how on earth did this happen?" Binghai looked at the ring and murmured.
Continuously.
Even if Ling Fengjian's strength greatly increases after using the crazy blood, Binghai believes that even if Lingfeng sword uses the crazy blood to fight against Bingyang, it will definitely have no backhand power!
After all...the evil monk was tortured and killed by Bingyang!
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed.
People stared blankly, not knowing what was going on.
The Ice Queen and Dumbledore in the distance naturally saw all this.
Uncle Deng stared at the ring for a long time, and everyone gasped: "I remember that the candidate for the replacement is Young Master Bingyang. Young Master Bingyang is the outstanding and amazing evil genius of my Bing family. His strength is particularly terrifying, and he is the best in the world.
But...his performance today was so shocking! Is this the true strength of Master Bingyang?"
"This...I'm afraid it has nothing to do with Bingyang."
The Ice Queen smiled bitterly, her eyes flashing with deep luster.
"It has nothing to do with Master Yang?" Uncle Deng next to him looked particularly puzzled: "What do you mean by this, young lady?"
"It's not interesting, you will know soon." The Ice Queen smiled, but behind her smile, there was still deep worry...
Are you really... able to defeat these terrifying powers?
