"You all have to die, ...... die"

Repeating a sentence in a low voice, Lin Yu's voice was cold.

Like a god, like a demon.

In the words, there is no trace of emotion.

When the words fell.

Between the ten fingers of Lin Yu's hands, I don't know when, there were many more fine golden rays.

If you look closely, it turns out that they are all golden needles.

Don't wait for the red-robed old monk and the silver-haired old man to react.

He waved his hands, and all the golden needles in his hands were submerged in his body.

If someone who specializes in medicine is present, he will be surprised.

Because, these golden needles, the place where they are pierced.

It is actually the most deadly nine deadly acupuncture points in the human body!

What's even more surprising is that the death hole of the life gate was pierced.

Not only did Lin Yu not feel uncomfortable, but the bleeding from the shocking wound on his body immediately stopped.

Originally, because of the big mudra, the back of the building, which was slightly detained, gradually straightened.

Its body, straight as a gun, pierces the sky.

Its momentum, swallowing thousands of miles, is in charge.

At this moment, Lin Yu, who had been languishing to the extreme, suddenly burst out with a god-like momentum.

What's even more terrifying is that this momentum is rising and seems to be endless.

Click......

The joints stretch slightly, and the popping sound repeatedly.

Although the body shape has not changed, it gives people the feeling as if they have been tempered by fire, and their muscles and bones have been solidified to the extreme.

At this moment, Lin Yu's eyes were radiant, like lightning, hiding an almost demonic charm.

Although he didn't move, the whole person seemed to be incarnated as a master who reached the top of the clouds, unshakable and unavoidable.

Looking at Lin Yu, whose temperament had changed greatly, the three people opposite were shocked.

Obviously he was seriously injured, but in the blink of an eye, there was a earth-shaking change.

The momentum that is high above everything is several times worse than before.

Standing in front of them, they have an urge to kneel and worship.

It was as if a mortal raised his head and saw the gods on the top of the clouds.

"This ...... This...... What kind of means is this?"

A wisp of unconcealable fear rose in the silver-haired old man's heart, and even his voice became a little trembling.

The Shadow Knife stared at Lin Yu and slowly spoke: "Don't be afraid, this should be a technique to stimulate potential, it will definitely not last long, and it will leave a lot of sequelae." ”

"What I'm saying is that as long as we get through this period of time, when he breaks out, we'll be beaten back to the way we were. ”

The red-robed old monk and the nine-headed Buddha owl also nodded in agreement.

The two of them spoke lightly, but the solemnity in their expressions betrayed the true thoughts in their hearts.

With Lin Yu's strength, if it skyrockets several times, how long the three of them can last is an unavoidable big question.

At this time, Lin Yu's shoulders shook suddenly, and he said lightly: "You are very lucky to die at the hands of the real Black Prison Dragon King......

The voice did not fall.

The hand behind the back parted, his left hand clenched into a fist, slowly turned around, and struck at the nine-headed Buddha owl with one punch.

His movements were extremely slow.

But on the contrary, the nine-headed Buddha owl knew that the speed of this punch was a few points faster than before.

That kind of contradiction in time made him feel like he was vomiting blood with a red chest.

In the fist, there is no strong wind.

Everywhere he passed, there wasn't even a trace of airflow.

It's slow to the extreme, quiet to the extreme.

All power is deep and inward.

It seems to be a soft, unfocused punch.

The explosive power contained in it is earth-shattering.

What is especially terrifying is that the fist seems to fill the surrounding space.

There is no other option other than the frontal hardwire.

The nine-headed Buddha owl felt like he had been banished to another dimension.

Although there were three companions beside him, they were thousands of miles away from each other.

In the face of this fist, he quickly regained his peace in his heart.

His hands are folded in front of his chest, his eyelids are slightly lowered, and his mouth is chanting Sanskrit Buddhist words.

Hum, Ma, Zhi, Mou, Ye, Sa, Le, De!

The chanting sound stirred the surrounding space, trembling and trembling at the same frequency.

The invisible force that confined the space was like encountering resistance.

Two invisible forces, on the invisible battlefield, clashed with each other.

That punch did not change its momentum and fell slowly.

Seeing this, a divine light appeared in the eyes of the Shadow Knife.

The other party actually regarded him as nothing, and when he punched the nine-headed Buddha owl, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

That smile seemed to be a kind of sarcasm, a kind of disdain for him.

A bleak wisp of knife light flashed, exploded on the ground, and turned into a sword in the sky, and I didn't know which one was real.

The knife is out of nowhere.

With a swing of the knife, he is incapable of distinguishing the truth from the false.

However, Lin Yu only glanced at it lightly, waved his left arm lightly, played the pipa like a finger, and accurately flicked it on the back of the knife in the chaos of true and false knife light.

Airplanes!

There were bursts of wails from the blade, and the light and shadow in the sky suddenly dissipated.

From the mouth of the Shadow Knife holding the knife, a wisp of blood slowly oozed out.

The power of a finger, even like this.

While repelling him, the seemingly slow, but actually thunderous punch was already on top of the nine-headed Buddha owl's head, and it was pressed down in the air.

If you are not immersed in the scene, it will never be possible to feel the great horror that the nine-headed Buddha owl is facing at this moment.

The moment the fist was pressed down, it was as if the sky was collapsing, and the space was shattering.

This punch seems to be able to easily penetrate the earth.

Under the terrifying pressure, the red-robed old monk looked solemn, without joy or sorrow, without sutra and anger.

The ten fingers changed rapidly, forming a vajra Buddha seal.

That one fist, colliding with the tantric mudra.

There was no sound, no energy overflowing.

Silently, the silent pin drop can be heard.

It is like two lover-human hands, gently touching together, soft as water, like the wind, but without a ripple.

The corner of the red-robed old monk's mouth smiled, and he said slowly: "Is this the real Black Prison Dragon King?"

The fist slowly retracted, as slowly and quickly as it had been struck.

"The name is not ...... False ......"

The nine-headed Buddha owl stood in place, maintaining its previous posture, and the Vajra Buddha Protector Seal transformed by his hands was still the same.

He didn't move, a smile fixed on the corner of his mouth.

In the sparkling eyes, the brilliance suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, the Shadow Knife shook his whole body, and his ape arm relaxed lightly, grabbing his old friend's shoulder.

The nine-headed Buddha fell softly in his arms, his eyes were open but not closed, his mouth and nose breathing were completely gone, and his vitality was gone.

A generation of heroes has passed away!

This situation made the silver-haired old man suddenly frightened.

The famous nine-headed Buddha owl, a giant in Southeast Asia, and a contemporary hero who has spanned decades, was beaten to death by a punch.

Who can believe it if they don't see it with their own eyes?

Who would dare to believe such an absurd thing?

But the cruel truth is happening right in front of his eyes, and he can't help but believe it.

The ominous premonition has become a reality.

The first thought that popped into the silver-haired old man's mind was how to escape?

His eyes flickered, and he glanced at the Shadow Knife, and secretly had a plan in his heart.

Now, the tide has turned in an instant.

With Lin Yu's speed, even if he wanted to escape, the possibility was infinitely close to zero.

For the sake of the present, I want to live.

Someone had to make a sacrifice to stop Lin Yu for a moment, so that the other person could take the opportunity to escape.

But even so, the success rate is pitiful.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired old man slowly took a step back.

However, Lin Yu didn't seem to notice him at all.

In other words, no one looked at Lin Yu at this moment.

Those indifferent eyes are so arrogant.

So much so that he didn't look at anyone at all.

Suddenly, he is the master of this heaven and earth, high above.

Except for him, they are all ants.

On the cold face, there are no human feelings.

It's like abandoning the seven emotions and giving up the six desires.

The Shadow Knife slowly placed the nine-headed Buddha owl flat on the ground, his palms clasped together, and his expression was solemn.

It can be seen that the friendship between the two of them is very deep.

Although he was in the realm of death, he still seriously placed the body of the nine-headed Buddha owl in order.

Lin Yu put his hands behind his back and did not stop him.

Like, deliberately waiting.

He didn't move, and neither did the silver-haired old man.

If I don't speak first in the spring, that insect dares to squeak!

Brilliant and mighty, terrifying.

I saw that the Shadow Knife recited a few words of the mantra of the past in a word.

Then, he stood up and looked at Lin Yu calmly.

"Later, I also asked Master Lin Shi to do a favor and incinerate the bodies of the two of us on the spot, dust to dust, and dust to earth. ”

Between life and death, the Shadow Knife displayed an extremely stunning detachment.

After saying that, he crossed the knife in one hand.

In the light of his eyes, the fighting spirit was high.