It's just a collision between gas engines.

The roar has already resounded.

Lin Yu's awe-inspiring domineering spirit collided with the old monk's Brahma and self.

Heaven and man are sympathetic, and yin and yang should be like.

Before the action was made, it was already so intense that it was terrifying.

Lin Yu confronted the enemy and always liked to take the lead.

This time, naturally, there will be no exception.

Seeing that there is a stalemate.

He shook his arm with a knife.

There was a clear roar in his mouth, and the sound soared into the sky, and his body suddenly turned like a hurricane.

The Heavenly Cloud Sword seemed to merge with him.

Floating light, no trace can be found.

In the light and shadow of the sky, it is impossible to tell where the person is and where the knife is.

I only felt that the air was filled with cold knife intent.

In the cold sword intent, there was a murderous aura.

Everywhere he went, the wind cut off.

The faces of the two old monks changed, and the monks' robes bulged suddenly, and then collapsed.

Between the ups and downs, the ups and downs produce a mellow energy, which skillfully resolves the sharpness of the blade.

Three figures, approaching quickly.

The sound of the collision of air engines is endless.

Lin Yuren spun his knife and slid into the gap between the two.

For a time, the sword was shining brightly and dazzling.

The joint efforts of the two old monks are about to be divided by a knife.

Under the battle of each other, I am afraid that no one can stop Lin Yu's sword intent.

At this moment, a chuckle sounded in my ears.

Say it is one, but in fact it is two.

It's just that the laughter is so similar that it's impossible to tell the difference.

Under the cold sword light, the bodies of the two old monks merged together, twisting and twisting like poisonous snakes.

The magic of Tianzhu ancient yoga is vividly revealed.

The bodies of these two people were twisted together, like conjoined babies.

The momentum of each other is perfectly integrated.

With two heads and four arms, it looks like a multi-armed Arhat enshrined in a temple.

The skin exposed to the air takes on a faint golden color.

Under the sunlight, it reflects the texture and luster of metal.

Swing your arms and draw a circle with ease.

Layers of energy swept towards Lin Yu from all directions.

The Buddha said: Three thousand troubles, one trace is better than a trace.

The moves of the two red-robed old monks integrate the Buddha's words into it, showing the power of Buddhism.

A trace of strength is wrapped around the blade.

The sword light is sharp, even if it can cut the wind and cut off the stream, but it can't cut away this endless trouble.

Lin Yu's pupils contracted slightly, and the long knife in his hand gradually fell into stagnation.

It's as if you've entered a swamp of ocean, and the pressure is endless, coming from all directions.

At this moment, even if the knife is withdrawn, I am afraid it will be difficult to get rid of the entanglement of layers of energy.

He had the heart to swing his knife to cut through the sorrows, but there were still two ninjas hiding in the shadows and watching him, making it difficult for him to do his best.

So, Lin Yu could only beat his spirit and secretly urge him.

As soon as the sword light froze, in an instant, it skyrocketed again.

Like a beast trapped in a net, it slammed left and right, desperately trying to break free from the restraints.

In the roar of the incomparable sword wind, the old monk who became one swayed from side to side like grass blown down by the wind.

What was particularly frightening was that the body became as soft as the grass on the prairie, as boneless as it was.

The posture of swaying in the wind depicts the charm of the four words "soft as silk".

Although the sword qi was sharp, the other party had no choice but to flutter in the wind, and he was not affected by a trace of strength.

Such an unseen and unheard of defensive style made Lin Yu not know where to attack or where to fall.

Tianzhu's ancient yoga technique is dazzling at this moment.

Onmyoji, old generals, paladins and others who watched the battle were dumbfounded.

If they change places, even if they face this endless and gentle ancient yoga, they will be as invincible as Lin Yu.

And at this moment, although Lin Yu's face was calm, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The strength of these two old monks should not be underestimated.

What's particularly troublesome is their endless tricks.

The bodies of the two people, like soft bugs without bones, were tightly intertwined.

The soft moves are more like dark incense floating, pervasive.

The unpredictable reality of Brahman is the same, strange and changeable.

Wisps of soft wind, layered on top of each other, continued to accumulate around Lin Yu.

Lin Yu felt like a moth going against the wind, the wind whistled in his ears, and his whole body stabbed like a needle.

Tianzhu Yoga is indeed unique.

The old general and the paladin Leonardo, the cooperation between the two was jerky and the breath clashed.

Although the two joined forces, the strength was not strong but weak.

In one move, Lin Yu was given various opportunities to break through.

If there is no other helper to take care of it, I am afraid that it will be defeated.

But the two old monks in front of him were completely different.

The cooperation between them is the only tacit understanding that Lin Yu has seen in his life.

The two people were not separated from each other, but they blended together, as if they had become one person.

Pair of four arms, soft as catkins.

Suddenly, there was no force at all.

Let the overwhelming sword light be useless for a while.

One plus one, the combined effect, is far better than two.

Even Lin Yu couldn't help but have a secret headache.

The inseparable power is like an unfathomable black hole.

Gradually, Lin Yu felt the air flow around him stir, pressing towards him from all directions.

Breathing began to become difficult, and even vision and hearing seemed to be affected.

Wisps of weak and soft energy filled the heavens and the earth, making him unavoidable.

A thought is extinguished from a thought, life and death are extinguished, and life is extinguished.

Out of nothing, out of nothing.

Void and reality, life and death, combined with each other, no gaps, yin and extremely damaged.

Lin Yu, who was trapped in it, was like a spider and could not be freed.

Seeing the highlights, several people watching the game couldn't help but nod slightly.

Lin Yu in front of him was already trapped in the beast fighting.

Qi and blood energy are slowly exhausted.

In this way, the defeat is almost assured.

The ascetic who turned the two into one, the pale gold on the surface of the skin became more and more intense.

Gradually, like a glazed gold body.

The body is the Dharma body, the phase is the Prajna, the wisdom is clear, and the mind is stopped.

Four hands and four feet, at different angles, unfold the momentum of the fighting maneuver.

Although the tricks are strange and unpredictable, they still give people a sense of peace and clarity.

In this scene, the faces of several people around him were uncertain.

I thought that these two ascetics were just a full number.

I never thought about it, but it became the main force of attack among everyone.

The two Onmyoji of the Eastern R Kingdom looked at the three people in the struggle.

In the vicious gaze, there was an inexplicable light.

The two looked at each other, not knowing what they were planning.

And the ninjas of the East R Kingdom who disappeared are still nowhere to be found.

It was as if it had escaped into heaven and earth, and had turned into nothingness.

At this moment, although Lin Yu is still not lagging behind, he has already shown defeat.

Even if he can win against the other party, if he consumes too much, it is equivalent to failure.

At this point in life and death, Lin Yu's mind is still clear and empty, without a trace of distractions, and his heart knows that he wants to act.

He suddenly took a step forward, slashing into the air.

The accumulated qi slanted out from the blade mountain torrent, forming waves of qi that surged towards this terrible opponent like a storm on a cracked bank.

Since the opponent's tricks are nowhere to be found, they simply break it with force.

At this time, the body of the old monk of Tianzhu swayed more sharply and faster, like a small grass that could not be blown in a storm.

As the saying goes, softness can overcome rigidity.

But this sentence also has its limits.

Even if the sea is inclusive, the capacity is not boundless.

The old monk of Tianzhu, who is the front, is no longer calm and calm before.

Although between swings, it can still be relieved of the invisible.

But it was already clearly felt that it was gradually struggling.

Lin Yu took a breath, and the cold light wave rolled down, becoming more and more incomparable.

Let your heaven and earth be, and all things as silk, and see me break it with my strength.

The sword skyrocketed, and thousands of snow-white exercises appeared.

It is like a spark burning the prairie and burning all the eight wildernesses.

In the knife style, all unnecessary changes are discarded.

Straight forward, hard punch hard block.

The simplest knife technique is often the fastest knife technique, the most powerful knife technique.

The earth-shattering sword aura is full of unparalleled domineering power.

Under the series of onslaughts, it finally paid off.

The swaying movements of the old monk of Tianzhu are no longer traceless.

Thousands of entwined energies were finally washed open a gap.

For a top master like Lin Yu, a gap means unlimited chances of victory.

The heavier the sense of restraint on the body, the lighter it suddenly became.

The sword in the sky has regained its former agility.

At this time, Lin Yu became more and more courageous.

With a loud cry in his mouth, the long knife was headed, and he was unstoppable.

The speed of the sweep forward is beyond everyone's imagination.

It's like a ray of light, and when you see it, it's already enveloped in it.

The offensive and defensive momentum was suddenly reversed.

Looking at Lin Yu's momentum, he actually had to decide the victory and defeat and life and death in one sword.

Seeing this situation, the four people watching the battle were not surprised but rejoiced.

The old monk of Tianzhu on the opposite side, on his two faces, also appeared with a smile on his face, which was clear in his chest.

At this moment, the alarm in Lin Yu's heart suddenly appeared.

Looking at the situation, it seems that I have fallen into a trap.

Between the electric light and flint, two cold lights suddenly bloomed in the void air.

The ninja of the Eastern R country, who had disappeared for a long time, finally reappeared.

They had been hiding for so long, waiting for an opportunity.

A one-hit kill.

Previously, the gap that Lin Yu broke with his strength is now like an attack and killing channel specially left by the old monk of Tianzhu for the two ninjas.

From the very beginning, he was already caught up in the calculations of the other party.

One ring after another, interlocking, meticulous and seamless.

The deepest hidden killer move is finally in force.

Just when Lin Yu was in doubt, the sound of Japanese chants suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice is like a sad cry, like a song like a chant, full of sorrow and piety of the sacrifice.

Atsuta Archpriest appeared nearby at some point.

He fell to his knees, a sharp knife in his hand, slashing regularly across his body.

Bring out large patches of blood.

This is...... Blood Sacrifice!

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