The personal master of the beautiful president

"Open it for me!"

Lin Bei clenched his fists, and with the golden body of Emperor Wu and the wrath of Emperor Wu, he played a martial art of sealing the devil.

The huge dharma image has almost condensed into substance, and even the five sense organs of the dharma image can be seen clearly, showing every detail.

This punch contained the power of both Fa Xiang and Emperor Wudi's Sky Fury, and when it was punched out, the world trembled.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lin Bei punched three times in a row, hitting the tornado, making a dull sound like Hong Zhong Da Lu.The sword energy split by countless tornadoes was scattered by Lin Bei's fist, but those tornado sword lights are too many to count.

If the dozens of large tornadoes are not broken, these sword glows will never stop.

After thinking about this, Lin Bei stepped forward.

"Blue Dragon Palm!"

With five fingers spread out, they pushed out horizontally, and the giant green dragon palm, shining with blue light, slapped down from the heaven.

The monstrous blue light suddenly descended and collided fiercely with those tornadoes.

At this moment, dozens of tornadoes started spinning crazily like a millstone.

"Bound."

Lin Mutian's face was indifferent, his hands formed seals, changing constantly, and then his fingers overlapped to form a prison shape.

Dozens of tornadoes were crazy, as if they were infused with life. They were spinning at a high speed, and they became even more crazy, like a meat grinder on the battlefield, spinning at a high speed.

Before Lin Bei's body was in front of those tornadoes, he could feel the coercion of the overwhelming tornadoes, almost crushing him into powder.

Under such an attack, the blue light on Lin Bei's divine body was quickly wiped out, and the green light radiated everywhere.

Lin Bei's body was caught in the middle by dozens of tornadoes. Even with the indestructible divine body protection, he couldn't resist the impact, and the luster on the divine body quickly dissipated.

"Lin Bei, you lost!" Seeing the radiance of Lin Bei's body weakening, Lin Mutian said indifferently.

Lin Bei was in the storm and ignored Lin Mutian's ridicule.

He moved his feet lightly, and directly cast the third mandala back to heaven spell.

The divine body healed quickly, and Lin Bei's breath soared again, returning to its peak.

Stretching his arms, Lin Bei's pupils were full of firmness and fearlessness.

"Archangel Extinction Technique, Mirror Moon Seal!"

On Lin Bei's left and right hands, there is an ancient transparent prism.

Double archangel extinction technique!

When the prism unfolded, the terrifying immortal energy merged and penetrated layer upon layer, blasting on those tornadoes, and scattered five or six tornadoes!

There were nine hurricanes left, but Lin Bei couldn't help it. He could only roar around Lin Bei's barrier like a powerless beast, but he couldn't break through Lin Bei's defense.

"Change."

Seeing this scene, Lin Mutian's complexion remained calm, he turned his palms and waved his sleeves.

The nine tornadoes changed again, from the original tornado to the nine dragons with teeth and claws.These blue dragons are completely solidified by sword energy.

The tens of feet long body of the Canglong is purely made of solid sword energy, from the beginning to the end, every part is full of sword energy.

Even a sword energy as big as a fingernail is enough to obliterate a true god!
"town!"

Lin Mutian flexed his fingers, and the nine dragons pressed down together, from all directions and 360 degrees, they tied Lin Bei's limbs together.

Then, just pull it hard.

The sound of "crackling" bones colliding came and went.Lin Bei's body was almost dismembered by the nine dragons.

"Suzaku is really hot, burn it!"

Limbs were bound, and Lin Bei's pupils burst into red flames. Afterwards, two red flames that were tens of feet long spewed out from Lin Bei's pupils.

The flames were intertwined, constantly burning those blue dragons.

The temperature of Suzaku's real fire is almost [-] degrees Celsius higher than that of Yehuo Wutong.Even the space couldn't bear such a high temperature, and it was twisted and changed by the flames.

Under the scorching of this terrifying high temperature, those blue dragons condensed by the sword energy also shrunk rapidly at this moment, as if they were about to be roasted into nothingness by these flames.

"Centured insect, dead but not stiff!"

Seeing that Lin Bei was so tenacious, Lin Mutian, who was manipulating the sword array at the side, had a look of impatience on his brows.

With a wave of his sleeve, the nine blue dragons changed again, forming long and thin chains, and then exploded violently.

Each chain is forged by the pure and extreme sword intent in Lin Mutian's body. Exploding one chain is enough to flatten mountains and fill seas.

The nine exploded together, the momentum, the battle, as if dozens of bombers flew across the sky and dropped heavy bombs.

The Dragon Terrace on the 54th floor was shaken by the impact, and debris flew everywhere.

The entire Dragon Terrace collapsed layer by layer from bottom to top.

Lin Bei was in the middle of the explosion, and couldn't even catch his shadow.

"Did you win!?" On the side of the martial arts sect, everyone looked at the sky with joy.With Lin Mutian displaying such supernatural powers, there is no reason not to win.

Lin Mutian also withdrew his hands indifferently, with no sadness or joy on his face.

To him, obliterating a strong man in the Real God Realm is as simple as flipping his hands, and it doesn't give him any sense of accomplishment.

Turned around, just about to lower his figure.

At this moment, from behind Lin Mutian, there was a sound like a bomb exploding.

With a "boom", the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, shaking the valley.

A primordial wheel wrapped in flames roared out from the center of the explosion and shot straight towards Lin Mutian.

Even Lin Mutian didn't react to the sudden change.

"Chi la" sound.

Yuanlun brushed past Lin Mutian's face.

A scratch slowly opened on Lin Mutian's fair cheek.Golden blood flowed out from that crack.

The people from the Wulin sect who were originally noisy suddenly became quiet at this moment.

Lin Wenwen, Lin Cang and others stared straight at the void.

Their sword god, Lin Mutian, was injured! ?

Turning his head slowly, Lin Mutian looked behind, but saw a tall and straight figure walking out of the billowing dust.

His whole body was gleaming with green light. Although his divine body was covered with scars, his pupils were shining with a black luster.

"Qinglong Yuanlun, I believe that Qinglong used this trick when he fought you. I don't know how much success he has when I use it?" Lin Bei raised his hand, and there was a bright and clean Yuanlun in his hand.

Yuanlun is as thin as a cicada's wing, but the blade is as sharp as a knife.

The audience was horrified.

"This Lin Bei, how could he be so powerful?!" Lin Wenwen said in shock.

Under such a powerful impact just now, even the strong in the late stage of the True God, there is no possibility of survival.He, Lin Bei, is just a strong man in the early stage of the true god, how can he survive?
The most important thing is that he was able to cut Lin Mutian's cheek!
Lin Mutian is a genuine king of gods. Although his skin looks delicate and can be broken by bullets, it is actually harder than a steel city wall. Even if an armor-piercing bullet hits it, it will not cause any ripples.

Even if Lin Bei could hold out against Lin Mutian, relying on some hole cards and luck, he could last several rounds.

He should never hurt Lin Mutian, right!

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!
Over there, the scratch on Lin Mutian's face has healed automatically without leaving any trace.But even so, Lin Mutian's face was still stern, and his gaze towards Lin Bei was full of killing intent.

Echoing this, Lin Bei, who looked at each other, also looked indifferent and murderous!
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