I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

"A little bit of sentiment, but not much."

"Well, it's normal. After all, the Soul Power of Martial Emperor Realm is different from the former."

"You can understand something, it is a rare good thing."

"Next, leave it to me."

Ling Yanxue frowned: "But Your injury..."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Chuan shook the head with a chuckle, and then stood up.

The violent wind swelled up, gently supporting his body in the air.

He raised his right arm slightly, and the vast Inner Strength swayed in the air, turning into a giant sword, rushing towards the sky ahead.

Surging power surging in the air.

In this brief moment, it brought up an extremely turbulent killing intent and stabs the person high in the sky.

Upon seeing the evil grievance, he took a sip and cursed in a low voice.

"Wheel battle? Bah, it's shameless!"

"No, it's useless!"

With a low growl, he right hand raised high, and hacked again Next axe.

The wind pressure compressed to the extreme by the terrifying force fell instantly, destroying the giant sword inch by inch.

But at this brief moment, a sense of danger suddenly appeared in the heart of the evil spirit.

At the moment, he no longer hesitated anymore, and disappeared in place as soon as his body turned.

The instinctive vigilance successfully saved the life of the evil spirit.

Where he just stood, a strange wave suddenly bloomed.

The space barriers there are like paper paste.

It shattered in an instant, exploding a circular hole the size of a steering wheel, exposing the deep and gloomy void behind it.

"Hiss!"

Demon resent held breath cold air, eyes filled with shock.

Between raising your hands, smash the space.

Such strength has already exceeded his imaginable range.

The opponent's cultivation base level is at least Martial Emperor Realm's upper level, and even surpasses this level.

Thinking of this, his heart jumped wildly.

At this moment, Mohen finally realized what kind of opponent he had provoked.

Faintly, he also seemed to understand what Xu Jun's worries were.

In my mind, the scene when I burned the silk and silk came to mind.

"Bah! Xu Jun is too cautious!"

At that time, he said so.

His face is full of contempt.

"Damn!"

The evil resentment was darkly cursed, and a long-lost feeling on his face felt hot.

At the moment he roared, the power on his body became more and more surging.

With the axe held high, Spiritual Qi between Heaven and Earth gathered quickly.

Under the terrifying gravity, they all gathered together and slashed down fiercely.

Inner Strength stirred the spiritual wind and brought a terrifying tear.

They are tearing the space, tearing the air, and even more to tear the Lin Chuan in front of them.

Loudly shouts, a rays of light flashed between Lin Chuan's eyebrows.

He raised his right arm slightly, and his right hand pointed upwards.

Suddenly, the Inner Strength surged out like a flood of unloading gates, and quickly poured into the right arm.

Even with the cultivation base of Martial Sovereign Realm, Lin Chuan's Inner Strength still lost a full one-fifth in this brief moment!

The massive amount of Inner Strength was quickly lost, making his face pale.

But if you look closely, you can find a smile quietly appeared on Lin Chuan's face.

The attack just now is a secret gift from the expert sealed under the desert.

It is called Finger of Consonance, it is martial arts of immortal level, and it is the real Immortal Technique!

Since getting this cultivation technique, Lin Chuan has been cultivation for a long time.

Because its personality is immortal level, not something obtained by the system.

Therefore, the time of cultivation is not the same as before, but it can be Full Mastery in an instant.

Even Lin Chuan, who has entered Martial Sovereign Realm, needs to be cultivation.

Prior to this, he also tried to display.

It is a pity that none of them can be successfully performed.

But the abnormal appearance of Inner Strength just now, the constant loss of Inner Strength.

All are reminding him that this time is a success!

After a moment of silent mourning for the evil spirit in his heart, a smile appeared on Lin Chuan's face.

At this moment, in everyone's field of vision, an emerald green transparent finger suddenly rose from the sky and pierced towards the sky.

Its interior is full of cracks.

It's like a natural ice crack in a rock.

Along the way, whether it is an area full of cracks or a space roaring with strong winds.

At this moment, everything calmed down.

All the abnormalities disappeared just like the tracks being crushed.

Fear appeared in Mo Yu's eyes.

From the trembling of the soul, let him know the terrifying of this martial arts.

I just wanted to escape, but the realm fell instantly.

Once the realm beyond the real space level was closed, he was immediately locked on the spot!

Chapter 382: One move defeats the Martial Emperor!

In the sky, rays of light fell.

Another bright sun released endless heat and light.

It obscures the real sunlight and shrouds the entire Shaolin under this radiance.

Below it, one silhouette stands in the air.

Mohen's face is serious, and his previous arrogance and self-confidence have long been lost.

At this moment, he is holding a battle axe that has melted most of it, and he is performing the strongest blow in his life.

At this moment, there is still a tremor in his heart.

There seems to be a feeling of not being confident in taking the other party's trick.

Prior to this, this is an experience that Mohen has never had before!

A touch of absoluteness appeared on the face of the devil's grievance with the many thoughts that were forcibly suppressed.

He raised an angry roar up to the sky, and the imposing manner on his body surface was raised again.

Most of the giant axe has been melted in my hands, and the brightness is getting higher and higher.

"Holy Sun Axe!!"

The terrifying roar sounded throughout Shaolin.

Many experts who watched the game, but those below Grade 2 realm, had a small burst of blood spewed out of both ears.

Their hearing was severely damaged in this brief moment.

Almost unable to hear anything.

Experts of Grade 2 and above are relatively better.

But at this moment, their faces were completely pale.

Then, the sun set heavily.

It made its final attack at the cost of the entire weapon's melting!

The emerald green finger illusory shadow touched it.

There is no explosion of heaven shaking, earth shattering, no daunting coercion.

When the two touched, Ruo Ruo's red soldering iron touched an ice cube.

It was just a burst of anxious smoke, and then passed through it.

"Not good!"

At this moment, Jie Kong's heart suddenly throbbed.

He stepped on his feet, and his silhouette went straight into the sky.

The voice oscillated in the air and spread to Wudang's experts!

"End the battle!"

A few experts who are not yet deaf barely heard the sound.

They rose from the ground one after another, forming a battle formation in the air.

Some other Shaolin powerhouses have not heard clearly, but they follow.

Soon, a battle formation about a kilometer high was formed in the air!

Until then, these experts who hovered in the air suddenly understood the meaning of the abbot's order.

I am afraid that there will be a terrifying aftermath next!

Sure enough, the battle formation has just been formed, and their ideas have just emerged.

The sun that lacked the middle part suddenly exploded.

The aftermath that can destroy everything, like a ring on the outer side of the nebula, burst out toward the outside world.

Connecting to heaven penetrating the brilliance of the earth, turning into one after another silver needle-like light arrow, continuously descending.

As far as the ground struck by strikes, in this brief moment thousands of smoke and dust collapsed.

The earth is like being shot by a machine gun, leaving a densely packed cavity!

Even if he is a brave warrior, after witnessing all this, he will lose his courage!

Such terrifying power is enough to destroy everything.

Enough to suppress all the ambitions of Xiao Xiao!

Countless ripples suddenly appeared on the battle formation inspired by Shaolin and the monks.

They are like raindrops falling on the surface of the lake, continuously spreading and melting in place.

Pain appeared on every monk's face.

Just to maintain the battlefield and resist the aftermath that was scattered to one percent, they endured such a terrifying blow!