"Who did it?" Jinlian Buddha looks at Xue Rulong's broken arm with cold and murderous eyes.
Xue Rulong pointed to a figure full of blood at the foot of the Western forces. It was the strong young man of the blood clan.
Because he knows how abnormal the strength of Su Bai is, Xue Rulong is naturally at ease.
"God says that heaven and earth are in order, divided into day and night, and each performs his own duties..." the white robed youth recites the mantra, and the sheepskin roll quickly and automatically turns over, surging out blazing holy light, which turns into a circle of ripples and spreads out.
Although the young man in white robe was completely infuriated, he still kept a trace of reason. He knew that Su Bai was a difficult opponent and exerted all his strength.
When the ripples of holy light came, Jinlian Buddha didn't intend to move, and then slowly raised his palm, just like swatting a fly.
Pop!
The light breaks in a flash!
As if struck by lightning, the young man in white robe broke hundreds of bones and muscles and flew out.
The white robed youth, who had been in the limelight before, were as vulnerable as a chicken.
At this moment, the whole audience was shocked!
The Chinese warrior has a natural expression, while the western strong are shocked.
You know, the white robed youth is one of the best among them, so they were photographed.
From the beginning to the end, Jinlian Buddha didn't look at the young man in white robe. Instead, he went straight to the strong young man of the blood clan. His pace was not fast, but he was calm and powerful, as if resounding in all people's hearts.
That pair of eyes without any feelings, let the young strong man of the blood clan, the body inexplicably tremble.
It's like the self-warning of physical skills when animals meet their natural enemies in nature.
Most of the time, the feeling of being ignored makes people more angry than ridicule.
The white robed youth rushed out, and the holy light on his body instantly turned into blood light. There was no holy breath, and there was only evil spirit.
His body is also bleeding, the blood dyed the parchment book, quickly turn, like a Book of the devil's curse.
"God says that hell is open, and demons roam the world..."
poof!
Suddenly, the chanting was interrupted by a force of coercion.
Jinlian Buddha coldly said: "when I was born, there was no God in the world!"
Boom!
Many people, even the immortals and saints who watched the battle in the sky, were shocked by the spirit of the sentence.
It's hard for them to imagine that the spirit contained in this sentence will exist in a young and heinous teenager.
Bang!
This time, the impact of the white robed youth is even more terrible. In the eyes of endless regret and despair, the body and spirit burst out in an instant.
Jinlian Buddha continues to walk steadily towards the strong young people of the blood clan. The pressure released is like the top of the sacred mountain, which makes it difficult to breathe.
Ruoyun already knows that this is a cruel and killing game, and has no interest in it. He turns to look at other scenery.
This is, this landscape is bloodstained.
Strong and overbearing!
This is the image left by Jinlian Buddha to the strong in the West.
The western youth licked his lips, just like a hunter looking for a perfect prey. His eyes showed excited light and said: "are you the Su Bai?"
"Good. You're qualified to fight me."
Jinlian Buddha directly ignores it and takes it as an ant blocking his way, holding out a finger.
All of a sudden, the wind and clouds surged, the breath of the soul appeared, and the void was distorted.
The excitement of the Western Youth's face solidified instantly, and was replaced by the color of disbelief and shudder. He quickly resisted the finger with a spear.
Just for a moment, the spear, like paper paste, was punctured in an instant, and the lightning burst.
"Kill
A group of strong men in the Western holy city roared at the same time, and the cross on their chest released a force of imprisonment.
However, when touching the finger of Jinlian Buddha.
WOW!
In a flash.
A group of strong men in the Western holy city, together with the western youth, are all like paper paste, turning into powder under one finger.
In the twinkling of an eye, all the strong in the Western holy city were destroyed.
In the void, the saints of the Western holy city see this scene, their eyes are ready to crack, and they are full of murderous intent.
"This rule is what you say. Do you gentlemen in the West want to break your own rules? However, your double standards are also playing. We feel inferior. We are not surprised that you can do such a thing. " The immortal of Wudang school sneers.
According to the message from the master of Tibetan sword, the Dixian of Wudang school knows how strong the real combat power of Su Bai is.
But I didn't say it on purpose.
At that time, these Western saints will suffer if they are impulsive.
...
the scene just now was chilling and scared everyone into silence.
The body of Jinlian Buddha has come to the young strong man of the blood clan. His eyes are cold and frightening.The young strong man of the blood clan sneered: "your strength is beyond my expectation, but how many followers do you know about me?"
Jinlian Buddha's eyes are still cold, there is no nonsense, a palm to erase.
Wow.
All of a sudden, the strong young figure of the blood clan moved. In full view of the public, the figure turned into a pool of blood.
This is the natural advantage of the blood clan. It can turn the body into flowing blood and dissolve any attack into invisibility.
This pool of blood, under the feet of Jinlian Buddha, will wrap the body of Jinlian Buddha and devour its body.
However, Jinlian Buddha still has a cold face, without any unexpected color, calm and frightening.
Palm to the foot of the blood a press.
At the same time.
The pupil of the moon!
In the right eye, a moon of blood emerges. The breath of killing, bloodthirsty and tyranny is concise. It seems to be the source of chaos in the world.
At this moment, Su Bai is like an ancient demon king!
Even Xue ruolong, Lian Jinglun, Lin Ruoxi and others who were familiar with him were shocked.
Because, at the moment of the Su Bai, in their eyes, has been demonized, demonic.
In the blood, there was a shrill scream.
Under the irradiation of the pupil of the moon, the blood dries up quickly, and a face emerges, asking for mercy: "spare... Life."
The strong young people of the blood clan have completely disappeared.
The pupil of the moon disappears.
Jinlian Buddha looked at the dragon, and said, "follow me and give you a good fortune!"
Then, give it a hand.
The space trembles fiercely, and the terrible force of confinement distorts Zilong's body.
A will of submission is perceived by Jinlian Buddha.
In everyone's silly eyes, Zilong really succumbed, flew to the palm of Su Bai's hand, shrunk, turned into a mini version of Zilong, rubbed the palm of Jinlian Buddha's body, expressed intimacy.
"What is it?" Everyone was in a state of shock.
When the powerful of the white family saw the killing of Jinlian Buddha, they had already lost heart and retreated in the dark.
"Dare not do it?" Jinlian Buddha sneered.
A divine light sweeps out, the white family's divine realm strong person, the instant meteoric life.