In addition to shock, it is still shock!

Even Lin Meng and Quan Tu were impressed by Lynch's mind.

In the face of life and death, he actually saw it so lightly.

More people are worried, the third palm, can Lynch still hold on?

No one knows that those who want Lynch to die will smile wickedly, and those who pray for Lynch to live are praying.

The giant palm fell, and Lynch's body was wrapped in the storm, just as he had just said.

Let the storm come harder!

The ruthless law tore the space apart, and it also tore Lynch, one after another houses collapsed, and half of the city lord's mansion was about to be destroyed.

A huge demon god suddenly descended, wanting to tear Lynch's body, and the terrible tearing force made the dragon-slaying armor make a clicking sound.

It is worthy of the Nine-Rank Martial Venerable, the strength is incomparably strong, infinite and close to the Martial Saint.

Lynch's ability to resist two palms has subverted everyone's perception of Lynch.

If the third palm can still be intact, it is estimated that Zhang Junshi can find a piece of tofu and kill himself.

"Weak, still too weak!"

In the midst of the storm, Lynch could still roar, which made everyone present stunned.

The most ugly face belonged to Zhang Junshi, he had already mobilized the strongest blow, and he couldn't kill Lynch, how could this be.

All of this depends on Lynch's strong body, the giant clan is naturally strong, although Lynch has not yet reached the point of sanctification in the flesh, it is not very far behind.

As long as the physical body is immortal and indestructible, if you want to kill him, it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

Even if you cultivate to the extreme, even if you have a drop of blood left, you can be reborn with a drop of blood, which is where the physical body is powerful.

An invisible shield of light wrapped Lynch tightly, allowing the wind and rain to blow, but it could not be shaken in the slightest.

The storm also had a day when it dissipated, and it lasted for a full cup of tea time, and Zhang Junshi's third palm dissipated little by little.

Hundreds of eyes gathered in the place where Lynch stood proudly, wanting to see if this palm could survive safely.

Even above the sky, he was infected by the battle below, although Feng Qingyang was inseparable from Yang Hu, the battle below was always concerned.

In any case, he couldn't let Lynch die in the City Lord's Mansion, and he was now beginning to wonder if Lynch was the descendant of his old friend.

"Boom!"

Behind Lynch, the City Lord's Mansion collapsed by more than half, and was shaken away by the clutches of the devil, covering the top with a layer of dark clouds, making Da Yue lose his luster in an instant.

When the dust falls, some people rejoice and some worry about whether Lynch is dead or alive.

If it is a coincidence that the first palm survived, and the second palm survived is a miracle, and the third palm can still stand here tenaciously, it is a miracle, and only God can do it.

A cool breeze suddenly blew in, blowing away the dust that drifted through the air, and the place where Lynch stood was presented in front of everyone.

"Shhh

There was a gasp of cool air, and some people even felt a cool breath pass from the soles of his feet to the door of his head.

"It can't be!"

The first to speak was Gao Hui, who couldn't imagine that a fourth-grade martial venerable, who had endured the three palms of a ninth-grade martial venerable without dying, was still standing intact.

Except for the injuries just now, Lynch no longer had any external injuries, and his feet were like old tree roots, standing tightly on the ruins.

"You're not dead, you're really not dead!"

Gong Chun suddenly cried with joy, in her eyes, Lynch had no chance of surviving, but he did it.

Under the strong suppression of Jiupin Wuzun, he survived tenaciously, and his deeds shocked everyone and numbed everyone.

"Now you're not only going to eat, but you're also going to find a piece of tofu to crash to death!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Lynch's mouth, erasing the blood stains, and then laughed loudly, and bursts of mockery spread throughout the City Lord's Mansion.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Junshi can only use demons to describe Lynch at this moment, Wuzun Realm died in his hands, but at this moment, he was inexplicably panicked.

For some reason, he didn't even dare to look into Lynch's eyes, and the kind of mockery, ridicule, and sneering made him stand there like a needle, accepting the sneers and contempt around him.

Lin Meng was dumbfounded, and even rubbed his eyes, unable to believe that Lynch was still standing in front of him intact.

The boss of the power slaughter mouth, the head of the three sects, kills people like hemp, at this moment, he feels cold.

The remaining guards just want to be farther away from Lynch, and don't want to be associated with this monster.

Gao Hui's legs began to tremble, if it weren't for Meng Qiu supporting him, he would probably have fallen on the ground.

Bai Song was completely incontinent, and even lost the ability to stand, so he sat on the ground and emitted a foul smell all over his body.

The crowd was far away from him, unwilling to stand with him, and even showed disdain.

The eldest son of the dignified Bai family is actually as timid as a mouse, this is still secondary, and he is incontinent when he defecates and urinates.

"Old horseman, don't bother, you can't kill me!"

Lynch took out a pill and swallowed it into his mouth, and the wounded area was healing rapidly, killing so many pro-guards, turning into hundreds of human pills, swallowing it in one gulp.

"Boom!"

The surging breath burst out of the sky from Lynch, he was right, Zhang Junshi couldn't kill him.

Gullies crisscross Lynch's surroundings, like dense spider webs, which look very terrifying!

"Old fellow, if you have the ability, you can do it again!"

After the body was squeezed, the Yuan Force was compressed, and the purity was improved a lot.

There is also the physical body, after experiencing the three palms, the strength has greatly increased, I am afraid that the seven-rank martial venerable, without any defense, it will be difficult to blow up Lynch with one punch.

Gong Chun, Ren Duwei and others all rolled their eyes, and only Lynch could say this kind of thing.

Who present dared to say that Zhang Junshi could destroy everyone present with one palm, but he couldn't help Lin Qi alone.

"Okay, okay, today is really an eye-opener for the old man, there is a demon like you in the cultivation world, it seems that you are not joining the City Lord's Mansion as a guard, rescuing Feng Qingyang, is your real purpose!"

Zhang Junshi said three good words in a row, and it is conceivable that his mood at the moment is both angry and nervous.

Under the three palms, he can still survive, and his confidence is also a blow.

If you can't kill Lynch, I'm afraid that in this life, you won't be able to go further, this is a demon that accompanies him at all times.

Cultivators, the most jealous demons!

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Junshi's hands began to seal, and in front of him, a pitch-black portal appeared.

The temperature in all directions dropped suddenly, as if entering the ice and snow, and the cold air emanated from the dark portal.

Lynch frowned, feeling the danger of death, even if he sacrificed the shield of the god of the gods, he could not resolve it.

"Old guy, if you don't end the battle, Lao Tzu will die here!"

Lynch shouted at the sky, if Feng Qingyang didn't come down to help, he would die at the hands of Zhang Junshi.

This roar made everyone present stumble, Lynch was really bold and dared to shout the old guy.

also calls himself Lao Tzu, is this kid going against the sky?

Thinking that he could continue to resist Zhang Junshi, it seems that the three palms are already the limit, and Zhang Junshi, who has taken out the ultimate hole card, even if it is a first-grade martial saint, he must deal with it carefully, not to mention the fourth-grade martial master.

Feng Qingyang sensed Lynch's crisis, and suddenly formed thousands of handprints, and he was completely proficient in the Xuanming technique.

"Suppression!"

The Xuanming Technique evolved into a powerful palm print, like a five-fingered giant mountain, which suddenly crushed down.

Yang Hu was like being hit by a giant hammer, and after thousands of moves, he couldn't kill Feng Qingyang, but instead made him stronger and stronger.

After being imprisoned for three years, Feng Qingyang sorted out his thoughts well, even though he couldn't absorb the aura and laws, it didn't delay his comprehension of heaven and earth.

After half an hour of fighting, the thoughts in my mind were all released through the Xuan Ming Technique, and some mistakes were also corrected.

"Jump!"

A huge black hole appeared in the sky, and all the flying sand and rocks on the ground were swallowed up in it.

The terrifying scene, like the end of the world, shook everyone's nerves, this was a martial saint-level battle.

If it is placed in the Fifth Heaven, I am afraid that the entire City Lord's Mansion has already turned into ashes, and in the Sixth Heaven, it will only tear a small piece of space.

Yang Hu's body smashed into the center of the martial arts arena, and the entire martial arts arena suddenly collapsed, creating a pot shape, several feet deep.

The people standing below had long since stepped aside, lest they be affected, and even so, some were mercilessly swept out and lay on the ground wailing.

In the pot-shaped pit, Yang Hu was covered in blood, and Fang Tian's halberd was thrown aside, coughing up blood one after another.

And at this moment, Zhang Junshi's giant palm had already formed, making a rumbling sound, and crushed down towards Lynch.

The bluestones on the ground flew up piece by piece, and then they were crushed and turned into powder.

"I'm dying!"

Lynch sacrificed all the hole cards, if he couldn't resist it, he might be turned into ashes, and in front of the Nine Rank Martial Honor, he still looked weak and pitiful.

The gap between the two is like a moat, which cannot be crossed, unless Lynch can reach the sixth rank of martial arts, even if he can't kill the ninth grade, there is absolutely no problem with self-preservation.

The giant palm suddenly descended, and the dragon slayer armor made a clicking sound, and another super spirit rune was pasted to maintain the power of the dragon slaying armor.

The blue robes, intertwined with French texts, tightly locked Lynch's body, and the Shura Jue, full of limbs and bones, and blood, had already turned golden.

The Nine Turns of the Golden Body was running, and a strong light burst out from the flesh, forming a golden light curtain that continued to resist.

The outermost layer is the shield of the underworld, which has many cracks, and under the crushing of the giant palm, the shield of the underworld begins to disintegrate.

There were bursts of pain in the flesh, and such a strong pressure, if it was replaced by the Eighth Rank Martial Venerable, it would have already turned into a pile of flesh and blood.

"Click!"

The shield of the god of the underworld shattered, and under the impact of the giant palm, it was like an eggshell, and it burst into countless fragments, scattered on the ground.

These are all Lynch's primordial powers, the immortal imprints in the soul sea, which suddenly dimmed.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he lost the shield of the god of the underworld, and the pressure on his body increased greatly, and he could be burst at any time.

"Kill my little friend, damn it!"

Just when Lynch was about to despair, the wind Qingyang fell from the sky and slapped his palm on Zhang Junshi.

(End of chapter)