Martial arts world broken void

Chapter 237 The one who died this time was the Supreme Elder

Facing the old man surnamed Ling and the strange one among beggars, the masked man in black is not easy either.

The martial arts of the old man surnamed Ling and Beggar Zhong Zhiqi seemed to be inferior to that of the old man Feipeng. Together, even the sword master Situ Yunzong had to avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

The three entangled for hundreds of rounds, and neither side took advantage.It is true that the masked man in black had the upper hand, but it is not a victory if he did not hurt the enemy.

"Maha Infinite Vajra Fist!"

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

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

There seemed to be bursts of bells ringing in the air, adding momentum to the black-clothed masked man's punches.

The power of this punch is almost ten times that of Xie Wenting, the owner of Shenquan Mountain Villa. It has reached the limit of human beings. If you go one step further, you will be a Buddha or a god.

In the eyes of the old man surnamed Ling and the beggar Zhongzhi, the masked man in black had already turned into a Buddhist King Kong. That angry punch was an invincible punch and a punch to suppress demons.

not good!The old man surnamed Ling and the beggar Zhong Zhiqi were terrified, they were actually affected by the other party's Buddhist skills, their reaction was much slower, and it was too late to avoid it.That punch has been overwhelming, and the main target of the attack is the old man surnamed Ling.Although the strangeness among beggars is incidental, it seems that he can't resist the winger's punch even though he tried his best.

"The hole pierces the sky!"

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

The black-clothed masked man's pupils shrank, secretly thinking that the old guy had also practiced this trick, but he didn't know how it was going to be!
The spirit of Zhi Qi among the beggars was greatly lifted, and he secretly thought that Brother Ling was really strong.

The old man surnamed Ling blocked more than 60.00% of the punch of the black-clothed masked man, and the odd man among the beggars was completely able to withstand the rest of the attack.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The energies of the three were colliding, entangled, and dissipated. There seemed to be nowhere to vent their powerful power, and even the ground was torn to pieces.The stones under their feet shattered into pieces, and the broken debris shot out in all directions. A large pit with a radius of Zhang Xu was formed directly under the three people's duel. The corners of the pit protruded in all directions for more than a few feet long wide cracks.

The moves of the three were exhausted, no one fell down, and no one was injured.

However, the golden light on the masked man in black remained undiminished, as if he could unleash another invincible punch at any time.

The old man surnamed Ling's face was already pale, and his swordsmanship was very brilliant, even surpassing the opponent's almost invincible boxing technique.That move was indeed the peerless sword technique left by Sword Immortal Cangming, but his skill was a little weaker, and he still suffered a bit from the opponent's invincible punch.

The odd among the beggars also turned pale, even though he was not the focus of that punch, he still felt uncomfortable.The martial arts of Zhiqi among the beggars is still inferior to that of the old man surnamed Ling, and he is the weakest point in this peak duel.

"Which master of the Qianzhong sect are you?" the old man surnamed Ling asked.

"Want to delay time? Impossible."

The masked man in black raised his fist again.

"Maha Infinite Vajra Fist!"

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

"Escape! Separate and escape!"

The old man surnamed Ling shouted loudly.

The lightness kung fu of the Liuyun sect is quite superb, and as the elder of the Liuyun sect, the old man surnamed Ling is needless to say about his lightness kung fu.Before the fist of the masked man in black was on his body, the old man surnamed Ling had already turned into a silver light and flew in a certain direction.However, the masked man in black was the first to attack, and when the old man surnamed Ling fled, he was hit by the masked man in black and had already suffered some injuries.

The strange beggar turned into a blue light and flew in another direction. His lightness kung fu was only slightly weaker than the old man surnamed Ling. It was not easy for the masked man in black to chase any of them. Really slim.

Of course, the masked man in black was after the old man surnamed Ling. Since the old man surnamed Ling was injured, he would definitely not be able to consume the masked man in black.

The old man surnamed Ling and the masked man in black flew away one after the other.Their qinggong is so high that it can no longer be described by flying birds, because their speed is faster than flying birds.It can only be said that two sword lights are shuttling back and forth. If people don't pay attention, they can't even see the sword lights.

The direction of the old man surnamed Ling is Liuyun Mountain. Before death, what people think about the most is returning to their roots, and the old man surnamed Ling is no exception.He and Zhiqi escaped separately because he had the idea of ​​letting Zhiqi escape, because he could feel that the masked man in black was targeting him.

In the heart of the old man surnamed Ling, he was already a dead person. Since he was dead, he was going to die at home.As for whether it will attract enemies for the Liuyun faction, there is no need to think about it. The martial arts of the masked man in black is terrifying. Even if he is lured away, can he not kill Liuyun Mountain again?
The masked man in black seemed to be fighting with the old man surnamed Ling. The two flew for hundreds of miles, but the masked man in black did not launch an attack.With the skill of the masked man in black, he can kill people at a distance of several feet.The old man surnamed Ling couldn't care so much anymore, 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 is here." The masked man in black muttered to himself.

"Ugh..."

The wind started, and the masked man in black waved his fist again.

Why did he attack at this time?Although the old man surnamed Ling was puzzled, he didn't have time to think about it.

"Zheng!"

The sword light was shining, and the physical instinct of the old man surnamed Ling allowed him to display the most powerful move 'Pierce the Nine Heavens'.

"Maha Infinite Vajra Fist!"

The fists of the masked man in black were still invincible.

However, the old man surnamed Ling's sword light was only [-]% as powerful as before.

"Chichichi..."

"Boom blah blah..."

The energy intersects, and the sword light completely disappears.

The golden light was dazzling, and the fist of the masked man in black had already reached the chest of the old man surnamed Ling.

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

"Innate stellar energy? It can't be stopped." The masked man in black whispered disdainfully.

"Bam! Boom! Bam..."

Continuously being punched in the chest, the old man surnamed Ling vomited blood and stepped back step by step.

"Pfft!"

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

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

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

After climbing for a long time, the old man surnamed Ling realized that the masked man in black had disappeared without a trace and killed himself without making up the knife.

"Because it's unnecessary! If the heart pulse is broken, you will die already!" The old man surnamed Ling smiled wryly.

(End of this chapter)