In the face of the old man surnamed Ling and the strangeness among the beggars, the masked man in black was by no means easy.

The martial arts of the old man surnamed Ling and the beggar Zhongqi did not seem to be under the old man Feipeng, and the two of them worked together, even the sword saint Situ Yunji had to avoid the edge for the time being.

The trio twentled for hundreds of rounds, with neither side taking advantage. It is true that the black-clad masked man has the upper hand, but if he does not hurt the enemy, it cannot be considered a victory.

"Maha Immeasurable Vajra Fist!"

The black-clothed masked man shouted, and the power of his fist suddenly increased dramatically.

"Bang!......"

There seemed to be a bell ringing in the air, adding momentum to the black-clad masked man's fist skills.

The power of this punch is almost ten times that of Xie Wenting, the owner of the Divine Fist Mountain Villa, and it has reached the limit of human beings, and one step further, it is the Buddha Immortal.

In the eyes of the old man surnamed Ling and the beggar Zhongzhiqi, the black-clothed masked man had already turned into the Buddha King Kong, and that angry punch was an invincible punch and a punch to suppress the evil demons.

The old man surnamed Ling and the beggar Zhongzhi were horrified, they were actually affected by the other party's Buddha skills, and their reactions were much slower, and it was too late to dodge. That punch had already come all over the world, and the key target was the old man surnamed Ling. Although the strangeness of the beggar was incidental, he couldn't seem to resist the winger of this punch despite his best efforts.

"Penetrate the sky!"

The sword of the old man surnamed Ling burst out with silver light, and the sixth form of the "Seven Styles of the Firmament" met the Buddha fist on the opposite side.

The black-clothed masked man's pupils shrank, and he secretly said that this old guy really practiced this trick, but he didn't know what the heat was!

The spirit of the beggar's strange spirit was greatly lifted, and Brother Ling of the secret path was really powerful.

With this punch of the black-clothed masked man, the old man surnamed Ling blocked more than sixty percent of the attack, and the beggar was already able to withstand the rest of the attack.

"Boom......"

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The strength of the three of them was colliding, entangled, and dissipating, and the powerful power seemed to have nowhere to vent, and even the earth was torn to pieces. The stones under their feet were shattered, and the debris was agitated, and a large pit was formed directly below the three of them, and the corners of the pit stretched out in all directions.

The three of them were exhausted, no one fell, and no one was injured.

However, the golden light on the black-clothed masked man did not diminish, as if he could send another invincible punch at any time.

And the old man surnamed Ling's face was already pale, and his swordsmanship was very skillful, even higher than the opponent's almost invincible fist technique. That move was worthy of the peerless swordsmanship left by the Cangying Sword Immortal, but his skills were a little worse, and he still suffered some losses under the opponent's invincible punch.

The beggar's face was also pale, and even though he wasn't the focus of that punch, he still didn't feel good. The martial arts of the beggars are still a step worse than the old man surnamed Ling, and in this peak duel, he is the weakest.

"Which master of the Thousand Heavy Sect are you?" said the old man surnamed Ling.

"Do you want to stall? No way. ”

The black-clad masked man raised his fist again.

"Maha Immeasurable Vajra Fist!"

The same posture, the same fist strength, the same feeling, but the old man surnamed Ling and the beggar Zhongqi didn't dare to take it, because their skills were too consumed just now, and they hadn't recovered for a while.

"Run!

The old man surnamed Ling shouted loudly.

The light skill of the Liuyun Sect is quite clever, and the old man surnamed Ling is the Supreme Elder of the Liuyun Sect, so it is needless to say that the light skill. Before the black-clothed masked man's fist arrived, the old man surnamed Ling had already turned into a silver light and flew in a certain direction. However, the black-clothed masked man made a move, and when the old man surnamed Ling fled, he was hit by the fist of the black-clothed masked man, and he was already injured.

The strange among the beggars turned into a blue light and flew in the other direction, his light skills were only slightly weaker than the old man surnamed Ling, it was not easy for the black-clothed masked man to chase any of them, and the possibility of catching the two of them was really slim.

Of course, the black-clothed masked man chased the old man surnamed Ling, and since the old man surnamed Ling was injured, he definitely couldn't consume the black-clothed masked man.

The old man surnamed Ling and the black-clothed masked man flew away one after the other. Their light feats are so high that they can no longer be described as birds, because their speed is faster than birds. It can only be said that two sword lights are shuttling, and if people don't pay attention, they can't even see the sword lights.

The direction in which the old man surnamed Ling flew was Liuyun Mountain, and what people thought about the most before they died was to return to their roots, and the old man surnamed Ling was no exception. He escaped separately from the beggar, because he had the idea of letting the beggar's escape, because he could feel that the black-clothed masked man was targeting him.

In the heart of the old man surnamed Ling, he is already a dead man, and since he is dead, he is going to die at home. As for whether it will attract a big enemy for the Liuyun Sect, there is no need to think about it, the martial arts of the black-clothed masked man are terrifying, even if he is lured away, can't he kill Liuyun Mountain again?

The black-clothed masked man seemed to be fighting with the old man surnamed Ling, and the two of them flew for hundreds of miles, and the black-clothed masked man did not attack. With the skill of the black-clothed masked man, he can already kill people from a distance of several feet. The old man surnamed Ling couldn't care so much, he just wanted to take a look at Liuyun Mountain before he died.

When Liuyun Mountain arrived, the mentality of the old man surnamed Ling suddenly relaxed, and his whole body almost collapsed.

"Liuyun Mountain has arrived. The masked man in black muttered to himself.

"Woo......"

The wind blew up, and the black-clothed masked man waved his fist again.

Why did he launch an attack at this time? Although the old man surnamed Ling had doubts in his heart, he didn't have time to think about it.

"Zheng!"

The sword light shone brightly, and the body instinct of the old man surnamed Ling made him perform the most powerful move, 'Penetrating the Nine Heavens'.

"Maha Immeasurable Vajra Fist!"

The black-clad masked man's fist remained invincible.

However, the sword light of the old man surnamed Ling was only seventy percent of the power before.

"Boom......"

"Boom Boom ......"

The energy intersected, and the sword light was completely extinguished.

The golden light was dazzling, and the fist of the black-clothed masked man had already come to the chest of the old man surnamed Ling.

A layer of silvery-white light covered the chest of the old man surnamed Ling, which was his last line of defense.

"Innate anger? The black-clad masked man whispered disdainfully.

"Bang!bang!bang......"

With a continuous punch in the chest, the old man surnamed Ling vomited blood wildly and retreated step by step.

"Poof!"

The old man surnamed Ling finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

The pulse of his heart was broken, and the old man surnamed Ling was very aware of his injuries.

If I die, I will also die in Liuyun Mountain, the old man surnamed Ling said secretly, he endured the severe pain, stretched out his arm, and climbed towards Liuyun Mountain with difficulty.

After climbing for a long time, the old man surnamed Ling reacted, and the black-clothed masked man disappeared without a trace, killing himself directly without a mending knife.

"Because it's not necessary! the heart is broken, and you are already going to die!" the old man surnamed Ling immediately smiled bitterly.