"Destruction and Kill Luo Needle!"

  Yi Wozu's body sank, and a strange but neat halo appeared under his feet. The shape was like a snowflake, but the dense lines made it look like a spider web.

  And he was the spider standing in the center of the halo.

  This is the core of his blood ghost technique. He can feel the enemy's fighting spirit and accurately grasp the opponent's movements.

  Yi Wozuo has become much stronger than the first time he met Lin Cheng. He is confident that he will definitely be able to defeat Lin Cheng this time.

  "boring."

  Suddenly, Yi Wozu's pupils dilated, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

  In his eyes, Lin Cheng's fist with a pointed tiger was reflected.

  Yi Wozuo's blood ghost technique did capture Lin Cheng's movements, but the speed was far beyond his imagination, and before he could fully react, Lin Cheng's fist had already come to him.

  too fast.

  The ferocious fist wind made Yi Wozu unable to open his eyes, so he could only stretch out his hand with all his strength to block the attack.

  boom!

  Yi Wozu was thrown out like a cannonball, completely destroying the wall on one side of the hotel.

  He was like a flying stone floating on water. After hitting the ground, he was bounced up, and after a few laps in the air, he fell again...  

  Finally, Yi Wozu stopped on the ground dozens of meters away, and there were ravines and huge craters caused by the impact of his body along the way.

  He just managed to block Lin Cheng's punch with his arms just in time, but the huge impact force broke his arms, and the aftershock that spread broke the cervical vertebrae of Yiwozuo, and his head could only be overcooked. like an apple, barely attached to the neck.

  After several seconds, Yi Wozu stood up, and the wound on his body had basically recovered completely.

  "Lin Cheng, you've become stronger again."

  Yi Wozu said with satisfaction, as if he got a lot of pleasure from the punch just now,

  "But I also came prepared!"

  At this moment, Lin Cheng had already moved in front of Yi Wozuo, raising his fist.

  The same is true for Yiwozu.

  Destroy and kill type!

  Fist to fist!

  Yi Wozu launched the blood ghost technique, and while waving his fist, he released a huge cyan-colored fist, the power of which was like several grenades exploding at close range.

  And Lin Cheng's iron fist had arrived, and his waving fist directly dispelled Yi Wozuo's blood ghost technique.

  The exaggerated impact lifted the surrounding ground, the building collapsed, and the entire arm of Yi Wozu was smashed into pieces, turning into a blood mist, and even his shoulders were blown off.

  "how is this possible?"

  Yi Wozu's eyes widened, completely unable to believe that the person in front of him had such a powerful force.

  Yi Wozuo was much stronger than the first time they fought.

  And Lin Cheng is stronger!

  Before the pain could come, Lin Cheng's second attack had already arrived.

  "Blood Ghost Art Man Lotus Flower."

  At this time, several vines made of ice rushed from a distance, some of them wanted to block Lin Cheng's fists, while the remaining ones grabbed the seat of Yiwo and pulled him back.

  Lin Cheng's fist smashed the icy vines, but at this time, Yi Wozu had been pulled away, and his fist finally hit the ground, smashing a large pit several meters wide.

  "Ah ah ah, Lord Yiwozu, I didn't expect the hunter to be hunted down by the prey."

  Tong Mo came out, holding an iron fan with a smile that looked harmless to humans and animals. .

Chapter 87

  "Huh? I'm really confident."

  Tong Mo snapped his fingers lightly, and there was another iron fan in his empty hand.

  There was a smile on his face again,

  "It's a little exciting to think about the cooperation of the two winding strings."

  "Only the weak can choose to cooperate."

  Yi Wozuo's face was full of dissatisfaction with Tong Mo.

  In his heart, this is a duel between him and Lin Cheng, even if he loses, he is willing.

  However, Guiwu Tsuji's order is above everything else, and solving Lin Cheng is the most important issue at present.

  Moreover, this also means that in front of Lin Cheng, he and Tong Mo are weak people who need to "cooperate".

  The cooperation between winding strings has never happened in a hundred years.

  In front of Lin Cheng, there was always an unpredictable smile on his face.

  "Let's get along well, Lord Yiwozu!"

  Tong Mo had already picked up an iron fan at this time and swooped towards where Lin Cheng was. Although he looked thin, every step was extraordinarily powerful, and he stepped on potholes on the ground.

  "Blood Ghost Art, Loose Lotus Flower!"

  Tong Mo waved the pair of fans, and the countless ice crystals raised up—they combined in mid-air, reorganized, and turned into ice flowers, like a waterfall composed of ice 25 flowers, rushing towards Lincheng.

  Every ice flower is extremely cold, and the petals on it are sharper than the blade of a knife. Ordinary people just touch it and the skin will open.

  Temperatures are dropping rapidly across the street.

  Lin Cheng quickly punched, raised the fist wind and howled, the fist shadow was hidden in the gust of wind, shattering all Tong Mo's blood ghost technique.

  The ice flowers wither, and in the end, there are only countless ice slag left, umbrellas with the wind.

  Destroy and kill.

  A burst of sonic boom swept past, and Yi Wozu also rushed in front of Lin Cheng like a cannonball, his fist poured down like a burst of bullets, followed by a shock wave from his fist waving.

  This huge impact overturned the ground, and the gravel flew.

  Lin Cheng noticed Yi Wozu's attack, straightened his right palm, turned it into a knife, and directly divided the shock wave into two.

  The shock wave that was chopped and decomposed hit the house behind Lin Cheng and exploded instantly, turning it into rubble.

  Tong Mo also rushed over with an iron fan, not preparing for any breathing time for Lin Cheng.

  He wields the iron fan dexterously, like a dancer with graceful movements, and every swing of the fan can hang the icy cold wind.

  Yi Wozu also drew closer to Lin Cheng, and he cast his fists, his fists poured like raindrops, almost airtight.

  The linkage of the second and third strings.

  The fist and the fan dance together.

  In the gap of the fist swing, the iron fan's attack fills it, and there is no room to dodge at all.

  Although the cooperation between the two is far less subtle than that of the fallen princess and the prostitute Taro, each of them has a very powerful strength, which is incomparable to the sixth of the first string!

  With any column, it is difficult to fight against either of the two.

  In the face of the alliance between the two ghosts, Tong Mo and Yi Wozu, I am afraid that it will take the collective dispatch of the ghost killing team at this time to have a chance to compete with them.

  It's just a chance.

  It is very likely that he will die suddenly in one round.

  But Lin Cheng was different. Facing the joint attack of Yi Wozu and Tong Mo, he didn't have the slightest panic on his face, and stretched out his hand to block the opponent's continuous attack like a tide.

  Although there were two opponents, their attacks were fast and dense, but in Lin Cheng's eyes, they were extremely slow.

  He methodically parried every attack from the two upper strings. He obviously only had his hands, but only afterimages remained of Lin Cheng's rapidly waving arms, as if several people spread their arms in front of him.

  "Can the two of you join forces to break through Lin Cheng's defense?"

  Yi Wozu thought to himself, so he took the lead in opening the distance.

  A piercing pain came from his hands, and Yi Wozu looked down, only to find that his hands were already bloody, and the bones had become slag, embedded in the flesh and blood.

  "What an amazing monster."

  Tong Mo also took a few steps back, the iron fan in his hand had long since become scrap metal.

  "Isn't there a way to gain an advantage at close range?"

  "Then I can only use other methods."

  Tong Mo already knew that the man in front of him had terrifying melee abilities, so he chose to use long-distance blood ghost techniques to consume the opponent.

  Tong Mo used the blood ghost technique to create two new iron fans, and slowly opened them. The golden fans looked like peacocks with golden feathers. They reflected a faint light under the moonlight, making them sharp and cold.

  Blood Ghost Art: Mysterious Winter Icicle.

  Above Lin Cheng's head, countless huge ice cones poured down, each of which was several meters long, like a meteor falling from the sky.

  The hard ice cast by the blood ghost technique hit the ground, and countless huge pits were smashed out in an instant. The surrounding buildings and streets seemed to have experienced a tragic bombardment and instantly turned into ruins.

  After a hailstorm that was hundreds of times the size, huge smoke and dust rose from the entire block, blocking everyone's sight.

  Yi Wozu turned to look at Tong Mo next to him with a serious expression.

  Although he was extremely disgusted with Tong Mo, he still had to admit that Tong Mo was indeed a terrifying powerhouse.

  Tong Mo's strength is indeed above Yi Wo seat, which is also the reason why Tong Mo surpassed Yi Wo seat to become the second stringer.

  After taking the move just now, I am afraid that Lin Cheng can't bear it either...

  At this moment, a hurricane blew past, blowing all the smoke and dust away.

  It is Lin Cheng's boxing style.

  He stood unharmed, and the ground beneath his feet was bumpy and riddled with holes.

  Seeing Lin Cheng's intact appearance, Yi Wozu couldn't help showing an excited smile on his face.

  "Lin Cheng, this guy is really amazing."

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