Super Martial God

Kill in the air.

Jiuyun audience felt that the temperature was suddenly cold, as if the air was going to freeze.

This is the saint's murder.

The sky kills the opportunity, and the stars change; The ground sends out the killing machine, and the dragon and snake land; People kill, earth shaking.

Ordinary people, of course, have no ability to turn the world upside down.

But saints do.

Boom!

The wind blew and the clouds were thick.

Countless thunders swam in the sky.

Suddenly, the dark cloud split a gap.

A big day appeared.

In the sun, a golden hand covering the sky condensed at a fast speed.

The next moment, the golden hand photographed Lin Mu.

Buzz!

The power of this golden hand is absolutely terrible.

The whole nine Cloud View trembled violently.

If the array had not been arranged in Jiuyun temple, I'm afraid that when the golden hand is pressed down, Jiuyun temple would collapse immediately.

Bang Bang

Nine cloud audience disciples kneel down one after another.

The pressure brought by the golden big hand is hard for even the big Luo to bear.

Nine Cloud View disciples can only crawl on the ground.

Lin Mu, who is locked by the golden hand, bears more pressure.

This is a different kind of terror from Uncle B.

Tai Shuyi's strength lies in that he was born cold, without any spiritual flaws, and his computing power is unparalleled.

The horror of cloud Saint lies in that he is a saint, can communicate the origin of numbers and has the power of general trend.

But in Lin Mu's opinion, Yunsheng is no more difficult to deal with than taishu B.

Looking at the repressive hand, his eyes were calm.

The next moment, he moved.

His speed is incredible.

Free mind method!

In an instant, his figure flickered hundreds of times.

Every time he blinked, he would punch.

An ordinary disciple of Jiuyun temple could not see his figure at all. He could only see a shadow flying under his golden hand.

"Dying."

No one thinks Lin Mu can escape this robbery.

The golden hand has blocked everything, and Lin Mu can't escape.

But they didn't know that every punch Lin Mu hit was the weakness of the golden hand.

Even a saint can't stop his ninth outlook state of mind.

He has seen the flaw of Yunsheng's move clearly.

Others don't know, but Yunsheng knows very well.

"How!"

His face changed.

Sure enough, the next moment a deafening explosion sounded.

The golden big hand exploded into countless energy fragments and flew in all directions.

Among the countless energy fragments, there is a figure flying out.

That's Lin Mu.

Free mind method!

In an instant, Lin Mu came to the cloud saint.

Without any stagnation, he punched directly.

The fists are like raindrops, attacking in a dense manner.

The cloud saint's eyes are cold.

The two sides had a boxing duel in the Jiuyun temple.

From the last time Yunsheng chased Lin Mu, we know that Yunsheng is good at boxing.

Now, Lin Mu actually duels with him.

"Die."

The fist of cloud saint is superb, even among saints.

In his opinion, Lin Mu's fight with him is indeed a suicide attempt.

But then he didn't think so.

Lin Mu's fist technique is very strange.

Every move can attack his weakness.

This gave him an illusion, as if Lin Mu had seen through him.

It's just not possible.

He is a noble saint. How can Lin Mu, a great Luo, see through him.

No matter how unbelievable he was, he became more and more oppressed in the subsequent battle.

Lin Mu's every move is like an antelope hanging its horn. The angle is tricky, which makes him unimaginable.

The terrible thing is that every time he can hit his weakness.

There are some weaknesses that he doesn't even know.

There is no doubt about the power of calculation of saints.

The probability of his flaw can only be described as one in a billion.

However, such a low probability will be caught by the forest and animal husbandry every time.

"Black nest!"

Lin Mu suddenly broke out and played the black nest method.

Bang!

The void suddenly shook, and the terrible sonic boom spread all over Jiuyun mountain.

With this punch, Yunsheng was beaten back and fell hundreds of meters away.

After landing, Yunsheng calmed down.

At the moment, he can't see that the strength of Lin Mu is not what it used to be.

If he wants to suppress Lin Mu, he must use his real cards.

"Hoo!"

He suddenly opened his mouth and took a breath.

With this suction, the air around him was evacuated, and his chest swelled.

There are also many space cracks in the space around him.

There seemed to be stars and light particles inhaled by him.

Then he breathed out suddenly.

A cloud was spit out, and it gathered into a cloud fist and hit Lin Mu.

Lin Mu frowned.

I noticed the extraordinary of the cloud fist.

It has great lethality, but it doesn't seem to be a substantive material, just like cotton, which is difficult to bear.

In addition, the clouds seem ordinary, but they actually have different heaven and earth.

The cloud Saint sucks not only the air, but also the stars. When he spits out the clouds, it seems to be a cloud world.

Fist for the world.

One move, one move, is heaven and earth.

This is the realm of saints.

"Back."

Lin Mu's ninth view of state of mind can detect that this move also has flaws, but it still needs time to observe.

At the moment, he chose to avoid the edge.

As soon as he withdrew, Yunsheng approached and didn't seem to want to give him a chance to breathe.

The speed of saints is incredibly fast.

Seeing that Lin Mu couldn't escape, he suddenly waved.

Buzz!

A knife came through the air.

It's a woodcutter.

When he is away, the firewood chopper is arbitrarily assigned by Yunsheng.

But as long as he is nearby, he is the owner of the firewood chopper.

Pengdang!

Cut the kitchen knife and hit Yunsheng with a fist.

But it blocked Yunsheng's fist.

Yunsheng punches again.

Lin Mu didn't retreat because he had seen the flaw of cloud fist.

He hit cloud fist three times in a row.

Bang!

The fist of cloud collapsed.

Yun Sheng's face was livid, his eyes were full of evil spirit, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Lin Mu.

The whole Jiuyun mountain shook.

Suddenly, a pool in the center of Jiuyun Temple cracked.

Boom!

The earth shook.

A dazzling light rose into the sky.

It's an old flag.

On the banner cloth, there is a big word "cloud".

Holy instrument, cloud flag!

The cloud Saint finally used the holy instrument.

Saints and sacred vessels, this is definitely a terrible combination.

"That's it."

The cloud Saint looked down at Lin Mu and said calmly.

Then the cloud flag flew into his hand.

Holding the cloud flag, he slapped Lin Mu hard.

Large clouds billowed out of the cloud flags.

This is like the fist of thousands of clouds and fog, which is played at the same time in an instant.

It's not a big problem for Lin Mu to crack a cloud fist alone, but these thousands of cloud fists seem to be beyond his tolerance.

But he didn't panic.

"Well, it's time for you to know the real realm of the corpse lying man."

Lying corpses is the realm of mind.

The spiritual realm is just to enhance his psychological quality and enhance his insight?

Perhaps, the low-level spiritual realm is indeed so.

But Lin Mu is a corpse lying man, which is the ninth view of the state of mind.

This realm has been turned pale by countless monks. How can it only play this role.

When the state of mind is really powerful, it can react on reality and matter.

Facing the cloud flags and fog, Lin Mu not only didn't look at them, but closed his eyes.

In an instant, his breath disappeared.

There was no more fluctuation in him.

Like a corpse.