"Immovable Wisdom King!"
Ling Yun Before he had time to think too much, a small amount of energy and blood rushed out crazily, covering him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Along with several loud noises, the blood-colored light shield suddenly began to flash violently.
The runes densely covered on it are constantly breaking and reuniting, which is enough to prove the terrifying pressure it is under.
"Oh? Is this the ability that allowed you to survive the Niugui attack just now?"
"It's strange. I have seen a lot in my life, but I have never seen a warrior as weird as you."
A slightly surprised hoarse voice sounded, it was Ghost-Masked Buddha who suddenly fell from the sky.
At this moment, he still maintains the form of a four-armed Buddha statue, but his body size is obviously more than half smaller than the previous body that was nearly ten meters tall.
There are also many burnt marks and claw marks on the body. It is obvious that it has suffered a lot of damage in the previous battle.
Seeing that he was unable to do anything about the seemingly weak blood-colored mask in a short period of time, Ghost-Masked Buddha looked calm and immediately changed his moves and placed his four hands tightly on the mask.
"Void Shock Force!"
As Ghost-Masked Buddha shouted, a spiral force shot out from his palm, directly penetrating the defense of the light mask!
Ling Yun's complexion changed slightly. Although the power was weakened a lot by the light mask, he was caught off guard and was still blown away far away.
Then it hit the ground hard, dragging out a long ravine.
For a moment, gravel flew and completely submerged his figure.
"Yes, yes, young people with abilities like you are becoming increasingly rare these days."
"I am also a person who loves talents."
"How about it, are you interested in becoming my disciple?"
Ghost-Masked Buddha looked at the direction in which Ling Yun flew backwards, with a somewhat admiring tone.
At this moment, as his words fell, the ruins not far away exploded. "
Ling Yun slowly stood up from the ruins, patted the dust on his body, his eyes were cold.
"Last time, someone said something similar to me."
"Unfortunately, his end was not too good in the end."
The Thousand Machines in the hand began to extend, and a thin layer of Bloodlight covered it, exuding a fierce murderous intent.
The next moment, the whole person disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Ghost-Masked Buddha.
Ghost-Masked Buddha seemed unaware of this, still facing away from him.
Ling Yun didn't have any martial virtues. Qi and blood were surging all over his body. The bloody long knife drew a strange arc and cut across his neck!
Wherever the blade passed, even the air seemed to be split into two.
"Death!"
However, at the moment when he was about to attack, Ghost-Masked Buddha's figure suddenly turned 180 degrees!
Bang!
With a loud noise, Thousand Machines was severely sandwiched between two palms and stopped a few inches away from his eyebrows.
Like a physical shock wave spreading in all directions, the ground that was already in a mess was once again devastated.
Ghost-Masked Buddha looked calm and spoke indifferently.
"Young people are really arrogant."
"But that's okay, let me polish your temperament!"
"Wrathful Buddha Vajra!"
I saw a gray light rising from Ghost-Masked Buddha's body, and all the Spiritual Energy around him were submerged into his body.
Then the remaining two arms were shot out continuously, and hundreds of fist shadows suddenly appeared in the air, hitting Ling Yun in mid-air like raindrops.
At this time, Thousand Machines suddenly shrunk and escaped from the opponent's control like running water, and then returned to its original shape in the hands of Ling Yun.
Facing the shadows of fists in the sky, Ling Yun didn't hesitate at all and stepped forward with the knife.
Disease!
The phantom of the liger flashed behind him, and in an instant, there were heavy shadows of knives, like thunder and rain!
Tiger-Hundred Crack Saber Technique is now an intermediate martial artist, and with all his strength, his power cannot be underestimated.
Bang! Bang! Bang...!
The shadow of the knife and the shadow of the fist collided, instantly sparking countless dazzling flames.
Occasionally scattered attacks can leave a huge hole or a deep knife mark on the surrounding ground.
But overall, Boxing Shadow can always suppress Blade Shadow.
It's not that Tiger-Hundred Crack Saber Technique is not powerful, but that Ling Yun's remaining energy and blood is no longer enough to support such a high-intensity explosion.
Gradually, as the energy and blood in Ling Yun's body began to run out, the knife shadow that could barely resist at first began to be completely suppressed.
From time to time, several fist shadows would penetrate the blockade of the knife net and hit Ling Yun's body heavily.
The terrifying power, even with Ling Yun's current defense, was somewhat unbearable, and blood spattered from his body.
"Boy, get out of the way!"
At this moment, the voice of Qin Wei came from behind.
Ling Yun's expression changed, and the power of blood surged wildly. The sword net, which was already in danger, burst out with strong power again, and for a while, even the fist shadows in the sky were suppressed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Yun retreated without hesitation.
"Azure Lightning Seal!"
Seeing the two separated, Qin Wei's eyes condensed, and all the condensed Spirit Energy was released.
Boom!
Following an explosion, the next moment, a thunder dragon as thick as a wrist suddenly fell from the sky!
The originally dark night turned out to be as bright as day under the illumination of the thunder dragon.
There was no room to dodge. In just one thousandth of a second, the Brontosaurus had already hit its target.
After a violent explosion, Ghost-Masked Buddha's somewhat embarrassed figure rushed out of the smoke.
One of his arms was emitting bursts of green smoke, and the smell of barbecue was wafting in the air.
"You're looking for death!"
Ghost-Masked Buddha's eyes were filled with endless anger. Just as he was about to go up and deal with this damn Demon Suppression Envoy, his steps were stopped by a figure.
Ling Yun stood with the knife in front of him, grinning slightly, "Old guy, where do you want to go in such a hurry? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
After saying that, he stepped forward again, and the sword shadows all over the sky emerged again, like an airtight fishing net, covering Ghost-Masked Buddha.
Although Ghost-Masked Buddha roared in anger, in a short period of time, there was really nothing he could do against Ling Yun, a warrior with thick skin and thick flesh.
What's more, there is a Qin Wei watching covetously behind him. Once he has an opportunity, he will raise his hand and a bolt of lightning will strike out, which will make Ghost-Masked Buddha extremely depressed.
"Thousand Petal Bloom!"
After being staggered by a bolt of lightning again, Ghost-Masked Buddha's face turned cold, knowing that if he continued like this, he would be consumed to death sooner or later.
Immediately, he held Ling Yun countless swords and clasped his hands together at the same time.
Ling Yun naturally would not miss this great opportunity. The sword was like a violent storm, instantly slashing dozens of deep blood marks on his body.
Several Bloodlight were also penetrated by him, and they were currently destroying Ghost-Masked Buddha's body crazily.
"Boy, back off! "Qin Wei's urgent voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. Needless to say, he felt the danger.
Not caring about continuing to hit the target, Phantom Step activated, and the whole person retreated like a ghost.