The Sword King and the Shadow King glanced at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

King Li died, and his head was smashed with a punch, still in the case of a joint attack by many powerful allies.

In particular, Ling Yu's methods can be called thunderous, unstoppable, devastating, and completely crushing!

Unbelievable!

Mo Huaigu and Gu Changkong survived by luck, but they were seriously injured, the corners of their mouths were stained with blood at this moment, their faces were pale, and their eyes were trembling violently as they stared at Ling Yu, and their hearts set off turbulent waves.

From beginning to end, this man didn't move a single step at all!

They were deeply aware of the gap between themselves and Ling Yu, and a strong sense of powerlessness and fear came flooding them in, drowning them in it.

The two of them only felt chills all over their bodies, and Ling Yu's strength was beyond their imagination.

It's a monster!

The others also noticed the huge movement of the battle and exclaimed.

Humble Huaiming took the knife with his palm, his white hair fluttered, and there seemed to be Tai Chi in his eyes, and the fairy rhyme was swinging.

Yamamoto He is like a demon crawling out of hell, his face is hideous, the corners of his mouth are raised in a cruel and cold arc, and the ghost god cut out in his hands with a fierce might, which is on par with the old Tai Chi master.

The two of them looked sideways at the same time, their eyes fell on Ling Yu, and then they saw the corpse at his feet.

The old grandmaster sighed lightly, and Kaiichi Yamamoto licked the corners of his mouth, revealing a look of excitement and anticipation, and his battle intent was monstrous.

Bishop Albert's strength was very restrained against the Divine Soul Clone, and at this moment, he had suppressed Yuan Zhai's Divine Soul Clone, and subconsciously looked at Ling Yu, raising his eyebrows, revealing an interesting look.

"Mole ants!"

The witch insect king had worms wriggling in his mouth, nose and eyes, and his senses were greatly improved, ignoring Cui Shan, who was bitten by his own child and dying, and snorted disdainfully, "I can't do it!"

Noticing the movement coming from the other side, he glanced over, his cold gaze fell on Ling Yu, a little more solemn, and then the corners of his mouth grinned with a cold arc, and there was a buzzing sound that made people's scalps tingle under his robe.

Rumble!

The light exploded, the wind stirred, and two figures flew out upside down.

Yuan Zhai forcibly stabilized his figure, his face turned a little pale, and the light behind the ancient Zen master's head also dimmed a little.

The strength of the two is about the same, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner if they don't work hard.

The ancient Zen master suddenly wanted to sense something, and turned his head suddenly, and the mutilated corpses of the two disciples were reflected in his suddenly shrunken pupils, and he was instantly furious.

"Kill you!"

The monstrous murderous aura erupted, condensed like substance, like the churning waves of the sea, and a scarlet huge image of Shura emerged from behind him, and the blood-colored eyes were extremely murderous, and the momentum completely overshadowed Yuan Zhai at this moment.

Yuan Zhai snorted and took a step back.

It was at this time that Zen Master Shakya took the opportunity to shake off Yuan Zhai and rushed towards Ling Yu.

At the same time, Yamamoto He slashed out one by one, and his evil anger was agitated, blocking the old Taiji Grandmaster, breaking away from the battle with him, and turning the target to Ling Yu.

Although the old grandmaster was strong, his moves were soft, and the fight was not pleasant at all, and Ling Yu's tyrannical killing methods were just to his taste.

The Witch Worm King and Bishop Albert glanced at each other, smiled slightly, and stepped up together.

"Come on, two uncles, you guys too!" Dusty roared, "You can't miss this opportunity, you must make sure to kill him!"

The Sword King and the Shadow King did not hesitate in the slightest, they must not let such an enemy survive, otherwise it would be a nightmare for them to fight the Templar!

"Uncle Huang, how are you, can you still fight?" Chenhui looked at Uncle Huang with a low voice.

Uncle Huang was stunned for a moment, looking at Chenhui's eyes, an inexplicable chill grew from the bottom of his heart, he knew that he couldn't refuse.

"Yes!"

Before Ling Yu could finish Mo Huaigu and Gu Changkong, several people with the top combat power on this battlefield surrounded him.

"Brother!" Chen Hao blasted an island man to death with a punch, roaring to help Ling Yu.

It's a pity that the strength of those people is not at the same level as him, and even Yuan Zhai and the others can't catch up, Ling Yu has to deal with this situation alone!

Ling Yu frowned slightly, the current situation was a little troublesome, but he didn't plan to open the true body, the consumption of the real body was too great, and he wouldn't use that state until he had to.

With his wrist flipped, he was still holding Mo Huaigu's sword in his hand, and at this moment, a faint layer of golden light filled the air, and he waved it out casually, and the golden sword light ran out horizontally, cutting through the void.

Zen Master Shakya spat out Sanskrit sounds, and his eyes shot out terrifying beams of light, like angry King Kong, and his hands were suddenly folded. The statue of Shura made a brazen attack, the killing intent boiled, the blood light surged, and the power was many times stronger than his disciples.

The sword light slashed horizontally, cutting off the head of the statue of Shura, and the pupils of Zen Master Shakya shrank, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood fell on the statue of Shura, and its momentum soared, even if it lost its head, its offensive still did not stop at all.

Kaiichi Yamamoto also laughed wildly at this moment and slashed out, as if the shadow of a ghost and god opened its bloody mouth, revealing its hideous fangs.

Ling Yu didn't look at it, he raised his hand and punched, and the brilliant golden light exploded, reflecting on everyone's shocked faces.

As a result, there was no suspense, and Yamamoto Ka's ghost god shredded into countless pieces, and he flew upside down, and a deep fist mark was punched in his chest, and blood-stained bones pierced out.

The ghost god is the treasure of the Yamamoto family, which is used by each generation of patriarchs, and its value is immeasurable.

If it hadn't helped Kakachi Yamamoto block most of the power of this punch, he would have been a dead man.

In the midst of Yamamoto Heyi's vomiting of blood and horror, Albert and the Witch Worm King seized the opportunity and took advantage of Ling Yu's old strength to launch a terrifying attack on him.

Albert recited the scriptures in the ancient language, and the blazing holy light condensed into a divine sword above Ling Yu's head, piercing through the air.

The Witch Worm King lifted his robe, and the black insects roared out like a long river, which could devour everything.

The attacks of the Sword King and the Shadow King followed, and the sword light and the black shadow intertwined and swirled, exuding violent energy fluctuations, like a long black and white dragon, roaring and pounced on Ling Yu.

The terrifying energy wave was turbulent, and the space seemed to be trembling, and the surrounding defensive arrays were running at super power, making a piercing humming sound, and ancient symbols were pouring out densely, and there was a tendency to shatter.

Compared with Zen Master Shi and others, Uncle Huang's strength is not worth mentioning, and before he reached the battlefield, he was shocked and flew away, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his already broken body was even more unbearable.

Rumble!

The loud sound of the explosion echoed, almost tearing the eardrums, and everyone weapons their ears in agony, and the skyrocketing flames shattered the dome above and turned into a fiery dragon.

Ling Yu's figure flew upside down from the firelight and fell into the magma in the center of the altar!

(End of chapter)