As the iron-blooded demonic bone fan took shape, the surrounding demonic energy was extremely strong, and the demonic flames set ablaze, and fires broke out everywhere.
Soon, the ferocious and terrifying image of Zhong Kui emerged from the rising demonic flames.
The leopard has a head with ringed eyes, an iron face and a beard, and its whole body is surrounded by magic flames.
Zhong Kui’s eyes locked tightly on Yang Jing, and his cold gaze gave Yang Jing a creepy feeling.
Lin Yuan used the fan as a knife and sharply slashed the iron-blooded demon bone fan upwards.
The demonic flames came with the Gangfeng slash, and Yang Jing's expression suddenly changed. He quickly dodged and barely avoided Lin Yuan's attack.
The strong wind struck by the iron-blooded demon's bone fan left a ravine more than ten meters long on the ground.
Yang Jing’s brows furrowed deeply. Everyone was a master. He felt the pressure brought by Lin Yuan.
It’s hard to deal with.
Lin Yuan gave him a feeling of being extremely difficult to deal with.
"Let's attack together."
"Either he dies or we die today. No matter what, we must kill him." Yang Jing shouted towards the Eighteen Arhats.
Since he himself is not Lin Yuan's opponent, he can only join forces with the Eighteen Arhats to try to defeat Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan and Yang Jing are both top masters among human destiny masters. After the Eighteen Arhats joined forces to form a large formation, they were qualified to fight against Lin Yuan.
Yang Jing and the Eighteen Arhats attacked Lin Yuan one after another.
Lin Yuan fought one against two, no, or rather one against nineteen, without losing the slightest bit.
Faced with attacks from both front and back, Lin Yuan held the iron-blooded demon bone fan in his hand and was not afraid at all.
With a wave of the iron-blooded demon bone fan in his hand, a huge tornado was formed with him as the center. The tornado swept all the way, getting bigger and bigger, emitting a scalp-numbing whistling sound.
Faced with the tornado that swept through them, whether it was Yang Jing or the Eighteen Arhats, they all subconsciously made defensive postures.
And Lin Yuan is taking advantage of your illness to kill you.
Lin Yuan hid in the eye of the tornado. When the tornado swept past Yang Jing, the magic flames on the iron-blooded demon bone fan in his hand surged, and he used the fan as a knife to attack Yang Jing's body. The chest was cut.
If this attack comes true, Yang Jing can be disemboweled in one blow.
It is too late to say it, but it will be soon.
At this critical moment, Yang Jing, with quick eyes and quick hands, held the three-pointed double-edged knife in front of his chest, barely blocking the blow.
"Dang"
A sound of gold and iron mingling sounded, and the iron-blooded demon bone fan hit the three-pointed two-edged knife, and sparks popped up from the blow. .
The handle of the three-pointed two-edged sword had several gaps made by the iron-blooded demon bone fan.
To be honest, this three-pointed two-edged sword suffered a lot from following Yang Jing.
Just now he was bent and straightened by Lin Yuan, and now he was hit with several more holes.
"Lin Yuan, you are nothing more than that"
After blocking Lin Yuan's blow, Yang Jing was inevitably a little proud.
However, the facts will soon tell him that he was too proud too early.
"Stupid."
"Stupid, stunned."
One crisp sound after another, and then, the fan bone popped out One by one, there are sharp thorns.
The spikes popped out and pierced directly into Yang Jing's chest.
As the bone of the Iron-Blooded Demonic Bone Fan penetrated into Yang Jing's body, blood spurted out in an instant.
"Ah"
Yang Jing let out a scream, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.
Lin Yuan was unreasonable and took advantage of Yang Jing's injury to attack fiercely with the iron-blooded demon bone fan in his hand.
"Dang"
"Dangdang"
Lin Yuan attacked fiercely one after another, and Yang Jingcang resisted in panic.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Eighteen Arhats on the side quickly cut into the battlefield from the side, hoping to relieve the pressure on Yang Jing.
Now, they and Yang Jing are both prosperous and destructive. If Yang Jing is defeated by Lin Yuan, they will not get any benefit.
The Golden Buddha composed of the Eighteen Arhats chanted the Buddha's music. Under the Buddha's voice, they swung out their palms one after another, and the huge Buddha's palm prints were slapped towards Lin Yuan like a whack-a-mole. Come.
Dozens of golden Buddha palm prints came one after another. Lin Yuan was not afraid and waved the iron-blooded demon bone fan in his hand, and fan-shaped winds collided with the golden Buddha palms.
The Eighteen Arhats helped Yang Jing catch Lin Yuan's frontal attack, and Yang Jing also took a breath of relief.
After regaining his breath, Yang Jing launched another attack on Lin Yuan from behind.
At this time, Lin Yuan was slightly stronger than Yang Jing. However, Yang Jing also had an Arhat as a helper.
As the battle entered a fever pitch, both sides were showing real fire at this moment.
However, the longer the battle continues, it will be extremely disadvantageous for Lin Yuan and Yang Jing.
Because, when they fight, they are always at risk of demonic energy entering their brains.
The longer the battle lasts, the greater the risks they take.
The other side of the battle.
The battle between Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peng has also reached a fever pitch. Although they are members of the same family, they are merciless in their actions.
Zhang Zhen waved his wind and thunder wings, and Zhang Peng stepped on the hot wheels.
One of them was covered in lightning, and the other was covered in fire.
The strength of the two of them is much inferior to Lin Yuan and Yang Jing, and their endurance is naturally far inferior to Lin Yuan and Yang Jing.
At this time, the energy in their bodies has been almost exhausted.
Except for their instinctive body-protecting energy, the two of them are no longer able to perform energy attacks.
The current attack methods of the two are also very primitive, that is, you will hit me with a stick, and I will hit you with a stick.
"You bastard, try shooting me again." Zhang Zhen said weakly.
As soon as Zhang Zhen finished speaking, Zhang Peng pierced his shoulder with a shot, and blood spurted out.
"Guisun, try hitting me with a stick again." Zhang Peng shouted unconvinced.
As soon as Zhang Peng finished speaking, Zhang Zhen hit him on the head with a stick, causing blood to flow from his head.
That is to say, both of them are almost exhausted now, and they don't have much strength now.
Otherwise, Zhang Peng’s shot could pierce Zhang Zhen’s heart, and Zhang Zhen’s stick could also break Zhang Peng’s head.
The strength and energy of the two of them are almost exhausted now. This desperate fight between masters has turned them into a gangster fight on the street.
The turn-based game played by Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peng gradually became unsustainable.
Because, not only had the energy in their bodies been exhausted, but their physical strength had also been exhausted.
Their current state can be described in one sentence.
That’s it, it feels like the body is being hollowed out
“Crack.”
“Crack.”
Two sounds in succession The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard. Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peng fell from the air almost at the same time, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Both of them were lying on their backs weakly, and now they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers.
"Grandson, it's hard for you to die," Zhang Zhen said weakly.
Zhang Peng also responded angrily, "You are the same, let's work together."
"Huhu" Zhang Peng breathed heavily, and it took a long time to relax. After that, he asked the next sentence: "You are definitely not Yang Dingguo, who are you?"
"After this kind of fight, it's hard to say whether we can survive."
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"Now, you can always tell me your true identity, right?"
After hearing Zhang Peng's question, Zhang Zhen grinned, showing his big white teeth, weak He said, "I am you."
Zhang Peng""
Obviously, as a southerner, Zhang Peng did not understand what Zhang Zhen meant.
Nearly half an hour has passed since the interception by the King of Conspiracy Party.
Zhang Zhen and Zhang Peng have been completely defeated, lying on the ground not knowing whether they are alive or dead.
On the other side, Yang Dingguo's guards also fought with other members of the King's Conspiracy Party, causing both sides to lose.
Of course, because Yang Dingguo's disguise is very good, he is still safe.
As of now, the only battlefield still in a state of intense fighting is the battlefield between Lin Yuan and Yang Jing.
On the battlefield here, the Eighteen Arhats could no longer hold on.
The Golden Buddha of the Eighteen ArhatsThe real body has been shattered by Lin Yuan. Among the eighteen Arhats, eleven have been killed by Lin Yuan. The only seven remaining are now injured.
"Yang Jing, can you do it?"
"If this continues, all our brothers will die," the big bald man codenamed "Jiang Long" roared, his abdomen was A tear the size of a fist.
The remaining seven looked even worse than him. They were all covered in blood and looked like bloody men.
However, Yang Jing remained unmoved in the face of the cry of "subdue the dragon".
At this time, Yang Jing's eyes were as red as blood, and demonic energy was rising all over his body, and he was clearly possessed by a demon.
Looking at Lin Yuan aside, although his situation was slightly better than that of Yang Jing, he was still on the verge of becoming possessed.
"Hahaha"
"Hahahahaha" Seeing Yang Jing completely possessed, Lin Yuan couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
Great, simply great
If Yang Jingruo was not completely possessed, he would still be half-human and half-demon, and Lin Yuan would not be easy to deal with him.
Now that he is completely possessed, Lin Yuan can show off his talents.
"I'm possessed by a demon"
"Yang Jing, you will definitely die today." After saying these words, Lin Yuan slowly said, "Zhong Kui kills the demon."
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After saying this, Lin Yuan slowly raised his hand, and the iron-blooded demon bone fan condensed endless blazing demonic flames.
Fan the wind and the clouds rise.
Strong wind, magic flame.
The hunting wind will blow Lin Yuan's hair, and the endless magic flames will reflect Zhong Kui's Dharma.
The endless blazing demon flames on the iron-blooded demon bone fan began to transform into a brand-new power of rules.
Slay the demon.
The demon flame turned into a fan-shaped aura and slashed towards Yang Jing. The aura contained the power of the rules of "killing demons".
In the possessed state, Yang Jing raised the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand to resist. However, the Gang Qi passed by and the three-pointed two-edged sword was cut into two pieces.
Besides the three-pointed two-edged sword, Yang Jing was also cut into two pieces.
Yang Jing was also forcibly split in half from the middle, and a blood mist as black as ink exploded.
Yang Jing’s body crashed to the ground. At this moment, Lin Yuan was also suffering the backlash of the demonic energy.
Suffering the backlash of the demonic energy, Lin Yuan wanted to completely burn Yang Jing's body to ashes.
However, at this moment, a red cloud broke through the void, wrapped around Yang Jing's body, and disappeared directly from the place.
Lin Yuan wanted to chase, but staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.
The demonic energy entered his brain and he was unable to pursue it.
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