"Bang...... Boom ...... just a contact, Lin Kunyan's body retreated, and the body of the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha held in his left hand slowly slipped from his arm, and he could only watch, but he didn't have the slightest strength to grasp it. Just one punch, a simple punch, caused Lin Kunkun to suffer an unimaginable heavy blow, this is the most powerful opponent Lin Kunkun has ever encountered, and there is no room for resistance. Only this time of fighting, Lin Kunyan found that his body was almost torn apart, and all the strength in his body was drained.

"Hahaha...... Brat. I thought you had something remarkable, and you dared to come here to see the unevenness, but it turned out to be a silver spear wax head, vulnerable to attack. King Ming laughed arrogantly, looking at the dying lamp and Lin Kunyan, who was struggling to get up from the ground, he laughed more and more arrogantly. But is this really a true portrayal of his heart? King Ming's eyes contained boundless killing intent, a nightmare that no one could get rid of like purgatory. Although he said it, his heart was shocked. He felt a strong threat from Lin Kunyan's body, which seemed a little ridiculous, but this was his true feeling. The fists were still trembling, and the punch that fought with Lin Kunyan was not as dominant as it was now. Even if he injured Lin Kunkun, he was not so comfortable. At least what he knew was that in a short period of time, his right fist might not be able to exert its strength.

I'm afraid that no one would believe that a supreme person of the seventh level of the Immortal would not be able to win completely in the face of a cultivator three levels lower than himself in a simple contest of strength. This subverts the unchanging law among cultivators since ancient times, although it is only the power of **, but if the other party crosses such a watershed as Lixian, what kind of power will it have. Think about it again, if you cultivate to a realm like yourself. King Ming shuddered without a shudder. Wickedness.

The true yuan surged, and in a matter of seconds, King Ming ran the true yuan around his body into a perfect body. The huge True Yuan carried an endless sharp edge, although it could not completely heal the broken muscles and tendons in his hands, but it was more than enough to support himself in a short period of time. King Ming's true yuan surged, and the heavens and the earth were filled with his coercion with a fishy smell. It was a breath that made people feel dizzy, and not only the five senses, but even the limbs began to numb slightly.

In the face of a strong man like the Ancient Buddha of the Lamp, King Ming is inferior in cultivation, but he can be at ease in such a scene, which also fully shows that he has an advantage that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and even talent. With Lin Kunkun's current cultivation, although he can challenge across levels, in the eyes of King Ming, he is just a slightly stronger ant, even if this ant bites him inadvertently, and it makes him bleed. In the eyes of King Ming, Lin Kunqi was still just an ant, not to mention that under the condition that he had already used his true element, there was no suspense about the other party's death.

Before the person arrived, the stench of blood had completely wrapped Lin Kunyan's body. He could see King Ming's smirk, he could also see King Ming's little bit of murderous intent, and he could see King Ming's fangs piercing his heart. But he couldn't react in any way, and only now did he realize how naïve he was. From the first confrontation, Lin Kunyan felt that Lixian was nothing more than that, and later after King Ming's attack again injured him, the strength of Lixian he felt, and now he was just a momentum of the other party, and he couldn't move the fear.

Seeing that King Ming's attack had fallen in front of him, Lin Kun still had no choice. Do you regret it. I don't know, he doesn't know that he doesn't regret the things he brought him into the dying situation now, but he is unwilling, and he still has too many things to complete. Closing his eyes, he wanted to make his death look fearless, as if he was paying tribute to his ignorance.

The warm feeling spread across his face, was it because the attack had landed on his head? Is it because his head has been burst? But why is there no feeling of pain, is death like this, and there is no sensation? But why can I still feel the touch on my face, why can I still feel a kind of dampness and heat on my face?

"Bastard. It was the roar of King Ming, very close to him. I'm not dead? Lin Kunyan slowly opened his eyes.

King Ming stood not far from him, and the body of the lamp was on his left side. At this time, there was a shallow pit on the chest of the head-up body of the burning lamp, which made his already thin body look even more exhausted, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and he struggled to sit up from the ground reluctantly, and his eyes were also gray and dim. Even if Lin Kunkun was a fool, he understood at this time that it was Burning the Lamp that saved him, but looking at the appearance of the Burning Lamp, it didn't seem to be very good, I am afraid that it was forced to resist the attack of King Ming for him.

"Just because of him, this person who is not even an immortal. You use your body to resist my attacks. Hahaha...... I don't know if I should thank you or laugh at you. Although King Ming smiled in his mouth, there was no expression on his face, "Your cultivation is higher than mine, even if you are injured in the battle with Indra, but you want to escape from my hands, even if I don't think that my combat power is inferior to yours, but I have to admit that I can't stop you." It's such a good opportunity, you didn't run away, hahaha...... This is the compassion you cultivate. ”

"Everything ...... Everything is but ...... Be...... Be...... With one mind...... Hehe...... Hehehe...... There is cause and effect...... Fruit...... I cultivate cause and effect...... The donor is for me...... I...... Just...... Just...... This is...... Is it because ...... I...... cough cough cough ...... I'm going to...... To bear...... This...... That's what it is...... It is...... Fruit...... cough cough cough cough ......" Burning the lamp kept coughing blood, and there was some helplessness in his eyes.

"Hmph. Causally. That's what it is. Even if you block it once, you can block it a second time. If I'm going to kill you all. What cause and effect do you have? Death's scythe was once again raised in the air, and this time, not spared. Although the lamp has not reached the point of serious injury and death, it is also strong and has no power to resist, even before, it is just a breath, otherwise you still need to use your body to resist the opponent's attack.

Just when Randeng and Lin Kunkun both accepted their fate......

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(Tianjin)