Chapter 194 Dragon Battle in the Wild

is still the long jade green ruler. The floating butcher's fingers broke a small hole, and the blood flowed along the long ruler. In an instant, a blood-red light flashed crazily. Even the rare moonlight was much darker in front of this amazing red light. There was a gust of wind around, and the fierce wind was cut off. Countless towering trees.

At the moment when the red light completely covered the floating butcher, the moonlight was also hit. After the sharp, thunderous sword light hit the dazzling red light, it was as if clear water fell on the hot and unbearable ground and evaporated. Even if there was a hastily laid ruler array, and by the sudden thunderbolt of Lin He, the face of the floating butcher was still much worse. At least his previous motionless momentum finally showed a little shaken.

Although he was angry with Lin He's slippery head, the buoyed butcher was also regretting his own carelessness. After being a master respected by the world for a long time, did he really care so much about the demeanor of a master? The murder in his eyes resurfaced, and the floating butcher decided to kill all the people in front of him as soon as possible, even if he used that method that was not ashamed of the world. There are many old monsters like Nie Yunyi hidden in the Xiuzhen world. Once the outbreak of the war attracts them, the trouble that the buoys will face is no less than that in the face of the Hundred Magic King.

whispered, spit out ancient Sanskrit, and the floating butcher actually planned to kill people with Buddhist skills! Since ancient times, Buddhist disciples have been best at defending rather than attacking, exercising their own physique, polishing their hearts like clear mirrors, not bewitched by the heart demons, and not affected by the outside world. Even some of the attack methods they have mastered are mostly aimed at demons and evil objects, using supreme Buddhism to cross them. The means against human monks are really It's a pity.

Although he can't understand Sanskrit, Lin He can still feel the power of the spell that the Futu butcher is brewing from the ancient Sanskrit. Every word is like a crisp sound from a big bell, hitting the fragile people, and the strong sense of oppression almost suffocating people.

The sword was like a breeze. In an instant, Lin He hit three pieces of sword light in a row, which was divided into the upper, middle and lower parts of the floating butcher, intending to invade his mind and disrupt his powerful magic. Who knows that it is still a step slower? The rapid sword light is still about half a foot away from the floating butcher, as if it has encountered great resistance, and it is difficult to move forward even an inch.

In the face of the huge absolute power gap, any mind seems so powerless. When the three sword lights encounter the dazzling golden light in front of the floating butcher, they are instantly marked as nothingness. The dazzling golden light came fiercely, like a tiger going down the mountain, and the domineering momentum of the king of the jungle showed, squeezing every inch of vitality wherever he passed. The land collapsed, the trees broke into several sections, the birds and beasts that had no time to dodge were crushed into meat mud, and solid stones turned into gray powder.

"Big talk!" Wu Yueshan called out this shocking Buddhist name, and the panic in his eyes was obvious, and his calves and stomach kept trembling, as if he would fall down at any time because of excessive shock. Although he is a disciple of Kunlun, Wu Yueshan has a deep understanding of the strengths and weaknesses of various sects. This move may not even be able to name Buddha disciples, but he was seen by Wu Yueshan at a glance, and he was even more frightened and at a loss.

Big words, a rare skill in Buddhism, practitioners must be like a rock and firm before they can reach the threshold of entry. After mastering the foundation, a hundred years of time is just a paving stone to understand this skill. Even if the talented disciples have practiced for a hundred years, they can only understand this situation, and the power is limited. Therefore, this special skill has not been very well received since ancient times. Even the patient Buddhist monks are willing to spend hundreds of years doing this almost nothing.

Meng Lanshan and Zhu Boshan looked at each other and showed worry. No matter what the trick is, the amazing power it shows is obvious to all, and even if the four of them work together, they may not be able to resist it. But if you retreat, I'm afraid that the buoyants will take advantage of it and attack from behind, which is equally dangerous. While Menglan Mountain and Zhu Boshan were hesitant, Lin He's loud voice strengthened their hearts.

"Regress quickly, give it to me!" This sentence is so natural. Lin He never thought of transferring the disaster he had to bear to others. If he acquiesced to this kind of evasion of responsibility, he would not be Lin He. The muscles all over his body soared a little, and Lin He's face showed unprecedented firmness, and his legs were slightly bent. He would bear the anger of the floating butcher with a solid horse step.

"Let's get out of the way! Is it the master's big words? That's by no means what you can bear! Get out of the way. If you want to make a hard contact, you are likely to die!" Ye Shaoqing's panicked voice came from the Xumi space, showing unusual fear. He knows more about the big words than anyone else. At that time, the floating butcher defeated the nine ghosts of Yinshan Mountain with this move, and since then, he has established a high status as one of the three major scattered cultivations in the world. Compared with the nine ghosts in Yinshan that day, there is still some gap between Lin He. Ye Shaoqing obviously does not think that Lin He can take the must-kill blow of floating butchers.

"Quickly, let this monk have such a domineering power. Although his power is slightly worse, this shocking power is barely enough to meet the standard of the lower-level immortals in our fairyland!" Under the excitement, the immortals in the book completely forgot to hide their identities and reported directly to the house. If it hadn't been for the endless situation between Lin He and the floating butchers at this moment, I'm afraid that the immortals in the book would have come out to attract the floating butchers to join his camp of the fairyland.

did not look back, but felt the full trust given by the three elders behind him. Don't leave! Several elders have high hopes for me. If I leave like this, they will be implicated. Lin He won't do this kind of thing, and I can't do it. Since God has chosen me to be the respondent of this troubled world, it won't be so easy for me to die, will it?" There was a firm smile at the corners of his mouth. Lin He adjusted the Zhenyuan around him to the strongest state. There was a faint golden light all over his body, which complemented the golden light emitted by the big words, but he didn't know if he could have the same power!

"Rumble!"

It was as if the track of the tank was pressed on the rugged stone road. When the two golden lights fully merged, the sound that broke through the sky resounded through the sky. Some relatively thin cliffs on the nearby cliffs were directly broken by the sound of the transmission and fell from a height of hundreds of meters. The golden light has been flattened, and even the woods hundreds of feet away have exploded repeatedly. Giant trees exploded from the center, and the broken branches flew everywhere. The leaves stained with the color of the soil also lost their original vitality and looked decadent.

There was a burst of "buzzing" sound in the air, which was enough to break the eardrums of ordinary people. Even several Yuanying monks who deliberately supported the Zhenyuan mask still looked embarrassed and sweated coldly in the palms under the harsh sound.

The golden light is dazzling and people can't see the situation clearly. Only Lin He knows the danger he is in. The powerful pressure seemed to crush his bones inch by inch. He tried his best to hold on to the extreme pressure of domineering, but found that even ordinary movements had become extremely luxurious thoughts. In all directions, it is impenetrable, and the heavy pressure seems to be everywhere, constantly squeezing the forest river from all directions until it pressed him into mud.

The voice of Ye Shaoqing and the immortals in the book was still coming from Xumi space, but at this moment, Lin He was not in the mood to listen to it again, just as if it was a mosquito. His attention was all focused on this pure and strong pressure, tightening all the muscles all over his body, and the meridians in his body constantly delivered strength to Lin He. His body provided a lot of benefits to Lin He, otherwise he would have turned into a pool of meat mud at this moment.

The eyebrows frowned slightly, and the floating butcher seemed to feel a bad omen. He stopped in one place and never moved again, which showed that Lin He was not dead and was still insisting. Does he still have any strength? How much more power can we have? It's incredible that he can survive under such a domineering pressure! For the first time, the butcher found that he knew too little about Linhe, and even said that the information he thought was rich before was just the tip of the iceberg for the mysterious Lin River. If you can survive such a long time from the big talk, the floating butcher believes that no five people in the whole cultivation world will be able to do it. Masters like Nie Yunyi are indeed powerful, but their weak bodies will also be their fatal shortcomings.

Sweat constantly penetrated out of the pores, and a layer of dense sweat spread over the skin surface of the forest river, and then the layer of sweat was squeezed dry by the huge pressure and quickly disappeared like a faint fog. The golden light in front of him changed color, and Lin He's pupils turned blood red. Then his eyes, nostrils, ears and mouth began to ooze blood. He began to be unable to withstand the strong pressure, and his body was the first to appear abnormal.

"You can't lose, you can't lose!"

The voices of Ye Shaoqing and the immortals in the book still keep ringing in Lin He's ears, but now even if Lin He wants to know what they say, he can't do it. His vision began to blur, and everything in his vision turned red. The sound heard by the ears seems to have been processed, and it is blurred and can't be heard at all. The body does not seem to be its own. The whole body has entered a state of soreness, which is a bit similar to muscle soreness after excessive exercise, but this time it is the muscle soreness of the whole body.

His consciousness began to appear in a trance, and Lin He almost fainted several times. The pressure of his words pervasively polished Lin He and did not give him any space to rest. Is it finally going to collapse? Lin He could even feel the bones in his body being quietly fragile, and several ribs had been broken after a few crisp sounds. If ordinary people were afraid that their bodies would keep calling themselves, they would have been scared to collapse, but Lin He is the kind of person who would rather die than choose to surrender. He is driving away the fear in his heart with a loud roar.

The brave are not afraid, but dare to do their best to defeat it in the face of fear.

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