On the surface of the sea, Yang Fei hit another bull demon punch, knocking Guihai out with a knife.He crashed into the sea and splashed into the sky.Guihai was furious, he was already a monk in the Transformation Stage, standing at the top of this earth's space.Now he was beaten by an infant monk and couldn't lift his head, it was unreasonable!
Guihai jumped out of the sea with a knife, and the whole person was like a powerful long knife, crashing headlong into Yang Fei.He is a monk in the Transformation Period, and the impact of this flesh ~ body is even more terrifying than a D-shaped locomotive.At this moment, there was a sudden loud bang in the air, and a huge palm fell from the sky.The palm was black, and there was a faint baby, lying on the back of the hand, delicate and cute, with his eyes closed.The baby's body was black, and his whole body seemed to shimmer with a golden luster.A great divine aura emanated, and the palm momentum was overwhelming, as if the sky had collapsed in half.The seventh layer of Brahma's Tibetan Mudra!
There are a total of 12 Brahma Tibetan Mudras, and 1 to 5 can only be regarded as mortal martial arts, but from the sixth level, it is already a peerless immortal martial art, condensing the great power of the creation god Brahma.Gui Hai's heart trembled violently, this overwhelming palm, the breath was even more terrifying than the Bull Demon Fist.Guihai Yidao could already feel the destructive aura contained in the palm.The sword of the original god that returned to the sea was suppressed, and there was nothing to grow at the moment.With all his strength, he slammed into the huge palm.Rumble!
A loud sound sounded, like an explosive explosion, and the entire body of Guihai Yidao was slapped away by the big mudra of Brahma's Tibetan fetus.The other person was in the air, and a mouthful of golden blood suddenly spurted out.The power of this Brahma Tibetan Mudra is as majestic as a mountain.At this moment, even his Yuan Shen body, which he had been tempered thousands of, couldn't withstand it.The crack that he had been cut open by the Sky Wolf Demon Knife reappeared.There was a faint golden glow from his body, which was the characteristic of Gengjin's qi that began to leak out."
Demon, I'll kill you!"
Guihai has the heart to die with a knife, obviously his cultivation is higher than him, and he has become a Taoist with a knife, and he has deduced the knife to the highest peak.However, this guy's bizarre supernatural powers are really endless, but they are extremely powerful.Not to mention that the Heavenly Dao Mountain suppressed his Yuan Shen Sword, just with this fist and palm, he, a cultivator of the Transformation Stage, could not resist it.At this moment, Guihai's calm Dao heart had already begun to be chaotic.He couldn't understand where Yang Fei's supernatural power came from.At the same time, his Yuan Shen Sword was suppressed, and he couldn't resist Yang Fei's Bull Demon Fist and Brahma Tibetan Mudra.Yang Fei sneered, rushed forward directly, and hit two more Bull Demon fists, smashing between Guihai's chest and abdomen.Bang!
Blood spurted wildly from Guihai's knife, his body curled up into a curved shrimp shape, and his face turned red, and then turned gray again.The monks of the Sang Kingdom on the coastline all looked blankly at the Guihai knife, which was once the best in the world, and was beaten so miserably by Yang Fei's punch.Everyone's heart welled up with a sense of incomparably sad.Could it be that Sang Island is about to die, and a Wang Xiaoshi is not counted, and there is such a demonic strong man?
Guihai ate two Bull Demon Fists with one sword, and the body of the Yuan Shen finally collapsed.He was like a broken glass vase, with a large number of cracks on his body, and wisps of golden light shot out of it.All the people can see clearly, according to such an attack, Guihai will eat two punches with one knife, and the original god must disintegrate.A monk of Sang had tears in his eyes and muttered to himself."
What's going on?
How so?
That's the invincible knife in the world. ”Next to him was a gray-haired monk of Sang Guo, with his hands folded, praying sincerely."
Lord Guihai will never be defeated like this, he must still have the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, and he has not used it."…… In the Eight Great War God Family, countless monks watched Guihai stab themselves and were beaten into dead dogs by Yang Fei, and everyone was like a knife, but there was nothing they could do.In everyone's heart, a sense of sadness at the end of the road floated.The heads of the God of War family, with tears in their eyes, don't look around, they can't bear to look at it anymore.The head of the Sato family suddenly ripped off the belt of the sun flag on his head and howled loudly."
Don't fight, we'll admit defeat......"
Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground by the head of the Yamamoto family behind him, and suddenly became a rolling gourd.The head of the Yamamoto family flashed his long sword, and his face was full of heroic energy."
The warriors of the Great Sang Kingdom, how can they surrender lightly and kill this demon together."
As soon as Yamamoto's words were finished, more than 20 brave monks of the Sang Kingdom also took up their magic weapons and rushed into the sea with long knives.At this moment, there was a bang, and the knife of Guihai was hit by Yang Fei's Brahma Tibetan Tire Handprint, which fell to the sea and splashed a wall of water more than ten zhang high.The wall of water collapsed like a real wall.The pressure of several tons of water pressed the two dozen monks of Sang Kingdom on the shore into meat cakes, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood stained the sea red.The head of the Yamamoto family was stunned, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.He knelt down, tears streaming down his face and running freely on his wrinkled cheeks.There is nothing saddest in life than this.In the face of a strong enemy, the monk of Sang Guo is not even qualified to fight hard, like ants.The head of the Eight Great War God families also followed Yamamoto to kneel on the beach.These world-shattering big men, with a wave of their hands, can turn the whole of East Asia upside down, but at this moment, they seem to be orphans who have lost their parents, and they look very pitiful.The body of the primordial god of the sword body of Guihai is like broken glass, and more cracks have appeared, and it is about to disintegrate.Not far away, his Yuan Shen Sword was still suppressed under the Heavenly Dao Mountain, no matter how hard Guihai Yi Dao Dao tried to summon it, the Yuan Shen Sword seemed to have grown roots, and it didn't move at all.The thick and majestic sense of oppression made it difficult for Guihai to breathe.Yang Fei smiled coldly.He was just about to sacrifice the phoenix Xuanhuo and refine the body of the primordial god who returned to the sea with a sword, when a leisurely flute suddenly sounded in his ears.The sound of the flute is very strange, like the soul sacrifice tune of the Onmyoji, simple and desolate, full of a mysterious sense that can be described in words, as if it came from ancient times.The monks watching the battle on the coast all opened their mouths in surprise and looked behind Yang Fei.Yang Fei turned around and couldn't help but be startled.Obviously, the sun was rising in the east just now, and the earth was golden.However, in an instant, it became a black mist, dark clouds shrouded it, and the sky turned gray.The entire sea area was chirping, shrouded in black mist, and a hideous and terrifying huge figure loomed in the black mist.Roar!
A huge bone dragon, up and down, with bone spurs erected one by one, winding and circling in the air.In its black hole eyes, red flames danced.