Martial arts: 10,000 times return, start with apprentice Xiaolongnu

Chapter 167 One Punch Kills God, No Bones Remain!!

This moment, in the midst of countless shocking eyes.

Su Liu was bathed in golden divine light, as if condensed into a golden body, transformed into a vajra glass, and between his hands and feet, he carried the power of heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, not to mention the ordinary martial artists who were horrified.

Even the lone crane, and even the three priests of the Shaolin Temple, couldn’t help but be moved, and couldn’t help but exclaim: “This… What kind of martial arts is this!? ”

“Could it be… This is the legendary King Kong is not bad!? ”

“No! Something is wrong, even if it is my Buddha’s Ultimate Vajrayogini, I am afraid that there is no such earth-shattering momentum…”

At this moment, Su Liu looked at He Taichong and his wife and others, as if smiling.

“Come and go without being rude.”

As he spoke, he saw him twist his neck slightly, and the bones of his body crackled like fried beans.

A force like a volcanic eruption erupted as its body stretched, and its terrible force even made the air tremble.

Su Liu let out a slow breath, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

“The round of Waiting is over, now it’s the turn of the Poor Dao to shoot!”

Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand, clenched his fist, and struck the void.

Coherent!

Kill Fist Second Form, Kill God! Killing intent exploded!

The mighty blood-red force erupted like a volcanic eruption, erupting from Su Liu’s fist.

Under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, the blood-colored power void converged into a blood-colored giant fist.

This was the first time that Su Liu had unleashed his fist and kill fist with all his might in the state of immortality, and it was still in a situation of anger.

You can imagine how terrifying its power will be.

With the explosion of the blood-colored giant fist, suddenly, the air seemed to tremble, and even the entire True Martial Hall seemed to shake a little.

“Die!”

Under this punch, the vitality is extinct, and no one survives.

Almost instantaneously, Tang Men Tang Ao, the Five Poison Sect Qu Yun, who was closest to Su Liu, was already killed by a fist and blasted into a cloud of blood mist, too dead to die anymore, and he couldn’t even utter a scream.

And then there are the five elders of Kun Tong.

In the horrified eyes of countless people, one by one, the five elders of Kun Tong were blasted into a blood mist, and even a whole corpse could not be left, and they were violently killed on the spot.

“Aaaaa!!!aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

“Run—”

He Taichong and his wife, almost by this terrible scene, were frightened and scattered, and the two almost fainted, relying on the last trace of the will to survive, they could barely maintain their sanity, desperately performing light work, and wanted to escape.

“Help—”

“Master of Empty Smell, help!!!”

Seeing this situation, the abbot knew that he could not sit idly by, and hurriedly shouted, “Amitabha! ”

“Lord Su, his men are merciful!!!”

During the conversation, I saw that the old monk’s body was shaken, and the wide robe on his body swelled up, revealing the power of a great master.

“Gentlemen, strike with me and save Mr. and Mrs. He First!”

Before the words could be heard, this famous empty monk was already moving forward, just a step, as if he had crossed a distance of several inches and came to the front of He Taichong and his wife.

“Amitabha!”

With a lion-like roar of the Buddha trumpet, the Master of Empty Smell finally struck!

“He Zhangmen don’t panic, the old man is here!”

Only to see this old monk stretch out his arms, the robe he was wearing was roaring out, and under the blessing of the majestic true qi, it was like an iron wall of glittering golden light, blocking in front of Su Liu’s fist.

One of the Seventy-Two Skills of Shaolin, Voldemort Gong!

However, under Su Liu’s killing fist, even the real copper wall was difficult to stop, not to mention this little robe!

Bang!

Almost instantaneously, above the original golden glittering robe, countless cracks had already been cut out, and they were about to shatter.

“How can that be!?”

Looking at his own triumphant learning, he didn’t even hold on to a face, and he was about to be broken.

At this moment, even the master of empty smell, who has always been moody and angry, could not help but be moved.

“What kind of martial art is this martial art?” It’s so terrible!! ”

He did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly displayed his housekeeping skills.

Between the movements of the mighty True Qi, the two fingers of the Void Smelling Monk seemed to turn into a brilliant golden color, and nine fingers were connected towards the void, and the golden finger force roared out like a streamer.

It is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, Hercules!

And just when The Void Smell was making an all-out attack, the Void Wisdom and the Void Nature had also arrived.

“Amitabha!”

“Abbot, I’ll wait and shoot together!”

During the conversation, the two great monks used their true qi and each performed a special skill.

The short and dry empty wisdom exploded with amazing momentum at this moment, and when he raised his hand, he slapped it, and the mighty palm force directly hit the void.

This palm can be described as straight forward, extremely simple, without a trace of fancy.

However, the momentum was extremely amazing, and when the palm power was stirred, it actually erupted into a series of brilliant golden lights, and the power was unmatched.

Hercules!

This is exactly the seventy-two skills of Shaolin, hercules!

The Void Monk, on the other hand, turned his hands into claws, his hands seemed to turn golden, and vaguely seemed to have a dragon groan, and he pulled out a claw towards the void.

The same Shaolin Seventy-Two Stunts, Dragon Claw Hands!

The golden Buddha’s light flickered, the strong horizontal finger force, the mighty palm force and the sharp claw force roared out, and the fierce bombardment on top of the blood-colored fist burst out a shocking tremor.

But even so, it still only made the blood-colored fist appear a little dim, or it still failed to completely break it.

“How can that be!?”

At this moment, even with the mentality of the three senior monks, they couldn’t help but change their faces.

“What is the realm of this demon?” There is such a terrible strength! ”

On the other side, the corner of Su Liu’s mouth drew a faint arc, as if smiling: “That’s it?” ”

“It seems that the so-called Shaolin stunts are nothing more than that.”

“You can’t save their lives!”

As he spoke, he saw his fists punch out like a dragon and press hard into the void.

Suddenly, the already slightly dim blood-colored fist once again erupted with a terrifying force, and at an alarming speed, it rushed towards He Taichong and his wife.

At the moment of this thousand gunshots, a light sigh sounded slowly.

“A bunch of useless things, it seems that I still have to take care of it myself.”

Immediately after, a figure appeared silently in front of He Taichong and his wife like a ghost.

In the eyes of the crowd in disbelief.

“Xian Yu Tong” slowly raised his palm and gently squeezed toward the void.

The eerie black and white qi instantly roared out, turning into a black and white vortex, blocking in front of the blood-colored fist shadow…