However, although it seems that the Bull Demon King is majestic like a titan giant with infinite strength, every dance of his arms brings the sound of whistling wind and thunder, and the black mist entrenched on his arms is like two giant pythons, raging with the swing of his arms, and even the air has to be corroded to get out of the way wherever he passes.

"Ha ......" The middle-aged man in white roared angrily, the light on his body was immediately released, and the fluttering and turbulent jade flute seemed to be injected with a highly effective stimulant, although it still couldn't make the fingers of his arm, but it was much better than before.

"Open the ......" shouted again, and the arms of the middle-aged man in white were stretched out, like a wanderer returning home and wanting to hug his mother, whom he had not seen for many years. The white jade flute flying in mid-air turned into two and two into three with his movements, and instantly transformed into many phantoms.

"Hahaha! Ignorant child, no matter how much you transform, the total amount of power will not change, it is better to gather all the strength for a little, and there is still a little hope of breaking my defense!hahaha!" The Bull Demon King laughed loudly, arrogant and presumptuous. His arms and legs swung faster and faster, and the power contained in them became stronger and stronger with the passage of time, and the black mist had wrapped all his limbs, and he was about to extend towards his body.

"Hmph, ignorance, I'm going to see who ignorance...... Scattered ......" With the order of the middle-aged man in white, the countless jade flutes in the sky immediately dispersed, each of which was not short distance from the body of the Bull Demon King, wrapping around his body and began to rotate rapidly. Now the Bull Demon King is not so easy to shoot them down, as long as his body moves, these flying jade flutes are like precise magnets are repelled to a certain distance. In the flying of these jade flutes, the void was also driven by bursts of storms, like a spiraling pillar of wind, trapping the Bull Demon King solidly. Lin Kunyan could no longer see the figure of the Bull Demon King, the storm was not really composed of wind, but a kind of aura that Lin Kunyan didn't know but was a little familiar.

"Do you think that's all I have?" Lin Kunyan heard the roar of the Bull Demon King, and also saw that the swirling pillar of wind kept stirring something similar to bubbles. It's like a chrysalis about to break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly, stretching its body inside the silk, trying to break the pesky closed cocoon with the best posture.

The middle-aged man in white didn't seem to be very worried about this situation, and smiled slightly at Lin Kunkun, "We have some relationships between us, let's have some good karma today!" Saying that, his momentum changed rapidly, and this change made Lin Kunkun a little confused, just like you saw a kind old man, but in the blink of an eye, he was carrying a butcher knife to peel you and cramp.

His bun was shattered by the momentum that permeated his body, and a head of jet-black hair that rivaled the flowing silk of three thousand troubles of any well-maintained woman fluttered in the wind. That gentle and elegant temperament was swept away, replaced by a bloody aura, and a butcher like Lin Kunyan, who had stepped on the corpses of many enemies to the present, was terrified of this momentum on his body. Lin Kunyan finally knew what the familiar aura in the whirlwind just now was, it was the breath of the middle-aged man in white now, that kind of deep murderous aura, this kind of murderous aura is rare in the world, normal people don't need to use their hands when they encounter it, a single glare can scare them to the core. The murderous aura on the middle-aged man in white became stronger and stronger, and even the dark clouds of the heavenly punishment that were temporarily blocked by the inspection order seemed to feel the thrill, rolling and letting out bursts of roar accompanied by the sound of crackling lightning, but it didn't fall down for the time being.

The abnormality of the middle-aged man in white seems to have been known by the Bull Demon King, perhaps the Bull Demon King felt the threat of death, and the silkworm cocoon that was about to be shattered did not have any movement. I don't know when the middle-aged man in white is holding a huge sword in his hand, this sword is simple and vigorous, it looks like a bronze texture, the sword body is more than a meter long, but the incongruity is that it has a hilt that is nearly a meter long. The middle-aged man in white couldn't hold such a sword hilt completely in his hand at all, and his posture was also extremely strange, with his hands open at a large distance, holding the gauntlet of the sword hilt with one hand and the bottom of the sword hilt with the other.

He just stood like that, like thousands of horses in the smoke and dust, the horses roared, kicking the loess filled land on the battlefield, unstoppable. The whirlwind that enveloped the Bull Demon King was still spinning like that, but there was no movement inside, except for the breath of fighting that wanted to engulf the world, the scene was quiet, as if time between heaven and earth stood still, space stopped, and even the thunder of the heavens was silent.

It was as if thousands of years had passed, and just when Lin Kunyan thought that all his life would dissipate in this golden pillar of light, the middle-aged man in white moved. The movement is very fast, as if there is no concept of time, but the strange thing is that Lin Kunkun feels very slow, so slow that this simple action of swinging the sword and splitting down is broken down into countless steps, so slow that Lin Kunkun can see every change in the expression of the middle-aged man in white in the process of swinging the sword, and so slow that every muscle on the middle-aged man in white can be seen at a glance The bulging and contraction of every muscle in this action makes him clear at a glance.

This slowness in Lin Kunyan's eyes quickly disappeared, and as the downward swing of the giant sword was retracted, a sword slashed towards the middle of the whirlwind. The sword light quickly enlarged in the air, the color of blood red, and when it reached the whirlwind, the sword light that was originally the same size as the giant sword was now like a monstrous giant lang, roaring and engulfing the whirlwind.

"What you are cultivating is actually the way of killing? Hahahaha! Heaven has no eyes! A person like you can still serve as a patrol envoy! I'm here! Hahaha! There is no fairness in this world...... Hahahaha! Today Lao Tzu admits planting, and another day Lao Tzu will definitely kill you all of you in the inspection...... Hahahaha...... The Great Demon King's Blood Shattered ......"

"Not good!" the middle-aged man in white exclaimed, his body disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already in the original whirlwind place, still holding a huge arm in his hand. Lin Kunyan watched the whirlwind being split in half by the blood-red sword, but it didn't seem that he had the Bull Demon King corrected, but only cut off one of his arms, and he didn't know what method the other party used to escape, and it was estimated that it had a close relationship with the "Great Demon King's Blood Collapse" that he shouted at the end.

Seeing the middle-aged man in white standing there holding a broken arm and not knowing where to go, Lin Kunyan stubbornly stepped forward to interrupt his thoughts. This is not because Lin Kunjun is willing to do this, but the black-clothed masked man is already angry, that is, when the middle-aged man in white did it just now, he smiled at Lin Kunkun and subconsciously protected him, otherwise under that awe-inspiring murderous aura, Lin Kunyan's current situation would not be much better than that of this black-clothed masked man.

"Senior, are you alright?" Lin Kun asked respectfully, after all, the situation is stronger than people. He wouldn't be stupid to be arrogant in such a situation, he was a big husband who could bend and stretch, and besides, this middle-aged man in white was still his savior!

"Oh! no...... It's okay...... It's normal to run away, but if it were a different environment, I really wouldn't be his opponent! Fortunately, he was hit so hard that he wouldn't be able to make a fuss in 20 years!"

"Thank you seniors for saving your life! Thank you seniors for inflicting such a heavy blow on such a murderer in this secular world, otherwise it won't be long before the world will be completely destroyed!"

"You don't have to thank me, it's our duty! It's you, we have some origins, and I will rely on you if I can't say it in the future!" The middle-aged man in white was also extremely polite during the conversation with Lin Kunyan, as if he really had a request for him. But Lin Kunkun didn't think so, just like the current society, everyone is hypocritical and polite, or this is just a means of communication!

"Seniors are polite! Look ......" Lin Kunkun pointed to the black-clothed masked man on the ground, his face was a little worried, I don't know why, Lin Kunkun just had an inexplicable good impression of this unknown person, even just now he had every chance to take off his mask, he didn't do it, maybe this is sympathy, after all, the two of them still had a concerted effort in the enchantment before.

"It's okay!" The middle-aged man in white stroked his hand, and Lin Kunyan felt a kind of positive and atmospheric true yuan force enveloping the body of the black-clothed masked man. Soon, lying on the ground, he reacted, groaned and then slowly opened his eyes, looking around, as if to determine where he was, whether he had entered the territory of Hades. "Grass ......" cursed, Lin Kunyan put his mind at ease, since the other party can still scold people, at least it means that he can't die.

"Thank you, senior!" Lin Kun bowed and clenched his fists.

"Thank you!" followed by the black-clad masked man, who also struggled to his feet and saluted.

"It's okay! It's okay!" At this time, the middle-aged man in white no longer had the appearance of the god of killing who came from the Nine Hells.

"Then I'll go first!" the black-clad masked man continued.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man in white also said simply, and opened a passage on the golden passage that could accommodate one person between his hands.

The black-clothed masked man looked back at Lin Kunyan deeply, then turned around and flew away.

Lin Kunkun always felt that this black-clothed masked man was familiar, especially the one who looked at him when he left at the end. What kind of goose, what kind of look! guilt, determination, confusion, even resentment, many, complex, contradictions, and so on......

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(Tianjin)