The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Seeing the scene on the field, even an old hand like Li Jinping couldn't help but be shocked.

"This man looks very old, but I didn't expect that he would be so skilled once he made a move!"

Li Jinping was secretly shocked.

He originally thought that Duanmu Ji's methods were nothing special.

But I didn't expect that the other party actually had such a hidden card.

Even without the strange formation in the sea of ​​flowers.

Based on their skills and martial arts alone, the three of them, master and apprentice, were no match for the other side.

Thinking of this, Li Jinping couldn't help but feel secretly grateful.

Fortunately, Lin Mo came to help.

Otherwise, today would be very dangerous.

He couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

His attention turned to the battle on the field again.

Bai Ling stared at the two people fighting with her big eyes without blinking.

"This guy is so powerful, but I actually... I really didn't recognize him."

Bai Ling was shocked and a little ashamed at the same time.

Earlier in the pub, I had spoken rudely to him.

Fortunately, the other party was broad-minded and didn't make a big fuss about it.

She made up her mind that after this storm was over, everything would be fine.

I must find an opportunity to sincerely apologize to the other party and thank him for saving my life.

Xiao Fei, who was being beaten by the evil spirit, felt extremely bitter.

The man looked to be about the same age as himself.

However, he was able to fight Duanmu Ji, a vicious tyrant of the same generation as his master, to a standstill.

He was able to fight against the evil tyrants of his master's generation.

But he was made into a miserable state by a mere beast.

Xiao Fei felt extremely depressed.

"It's really annoying to compare people to each other!"

On the other side, Duanmu Ji had been suppressed by Lin Mo to the point of suffocation.

The blood in my chest was churning violently and my face was flushed.

After all, he was old and frail, and could not withstand Lin Mo's fierce attack.

He knew very well that if he continued like this, he would definitely fail.

So he hurriedly made hand gestures and chanted the spell.

The bloodthirsty vines underground seemed to sense his call, and instantly broke out of the ground and stabbed at Lin Mo like a poisonous snake.

Duanmu Ji took advantage of the cover of the vines, pulled out a glowing black short stick from his sleeve, and stabbed it towards Lin Mo's head!

The short stick brought up gusts of biting cold wind, as if even the air was frozen, making people feel cold.

Lin Mo was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he raised his hand to strike with a palm thunder.

The roar was accompanied by a dazzling flash of lightning, which hit the short stick hard.

However, the short black stick was very strange.

The lightning struck it but it was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace and without causing any ripples.

Duanmu Ji saw this and looked very proud.

"Palm Thunder? Humph, it seems to be just that!"

He lightly raised the black stick in his hand, and a black aura as thick as the abyss surged out.

It's like ink splashed, covering the sky and the sun.

This breath is not smoke, but a strange state of Qi field.

In that aura, one seemed to be able to see countless wronged souls.

Rolling, twisting, and roaring!

They may not be scary when viewed individually, but when so many of them gather together, they give people an indescribable sense of horror and oppression.

Duanmu Ji opened his mouth and let out a low, beast-like roar from deep in his throat.

Then, amid the surprised gazes of everyone.

He opened his mouth and took a deep breath!

He actually swallowed all the black air in the sky into his stomach in one gulp!

In an instant, Duanmu Ji's body underwent earth-shaking changes.

His withered body unexpectedly became unusually strong, and his eyes were shining.

Both reaction speed and strength have been improved by more than one level.

However, faced with this sudden change, Lin Mo did not show any panic.

After several rounds of confrontation, he had already figured out Duanmu Ji's background clearly.

So he stopped trying.

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

The figure flashed by like a ghost and turned into a residual image.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Duanmu Ji.

"die!"

As he raised his hand, an overwhelming force gathered in his palm and burst out with a loud bang.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Duanmu Ji felt an irresistible force coming and he could not stand firmly.

The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, thrown aside by the huge force and hit heavily against the wall.

A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spurted out, looking particularly tragic.

But Duanmu Ji did not give up. He struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes red, as if he had fallen into a state of madness.

He suddenly stretched out his hands, scratched the tip of his tongue with his thumb nail, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He dipped his hands in blood and quickly rubbed them together to form a knife.

Then there was an angry shout, and an invisible force cut through the air.

With a sharp whistling sound, he slashed towards Lin Mo!

"Die!"

This powerful energy is invisible and intangible. You can only hear its sound but not see its shape.

The speed is astonishing!

But Lin Mo did not retreat. He quickly raised the knife across his chest.

He used the blade of the sword as a shield and took on the ferocious force.

clang!

The two forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar.

The entire space seemed to tremble at this moment.

At this moment, another invisible Yin knife attacked Lin Mo from an extremely tricky angle, which was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Lin Mo listened to the wind and determined the position. He moved nimbly and took several steps, narrowly avoiding the attack.

But this Yin Dao refused to give in.

Like a leech attached to his bones, it followed him.

"cut!"

Duanmu Ji let out a low shout and swung his hand down suddenly.

The Yin Blade appeared silently like a ghost, pointing directly at Lin Mo's vital points!

Lin Mo's hair stood on end.

The blood in his body boiled, and he quickly gathered his energy into his right fist, then raised his hand and blasted forward.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the Yin Blade collapsed the moment it came into contact and dissipated into nothingness.

however!

Just now.

Lin Mo's heart was filled with alarm.

Right in the middle of this electric light.

The third Yin Blade appeared on his chest like a ghost without any warning!

The murderous intention is revealed!

It turned out that Duanmu Ji released three Yin Knives in total!

The first one was a feint.

The second is to make a feint to the east and attack in the west.

And the third one is where the real killing intent lies!

A smug smile appeared on Duanmu Ji's face again.

He seemed to have seen the tragic scene of Lin Mo being pierced through the chest by the Yin knife.

It was as if I saw the scene where Lin Mo was stabbed in the chest by the Yin knife.

"Now, I don't think you can die!" Duanmu Ji grinned grimly.

The timing and angle of this knife were just right.

Even though Lin Mo has extraordinary physical skills, there is no way to avoid it!

but!

Just when the Yin Blade was about to touch Lin Mo’s chest.

A light red aura appeared out of nowhere, blocking it like a barrier.

“Beep!”

The Yin Blade collided violently with the light red aura, and suddenly there was a crackling sound.

It was like a drop of water falling into an oil pan, and a lot of smoke came out.

Then, the Yin Blade quickly evaporated into nothingness under the scorching heat of the light red aura.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Duanmu Ji stood there in a daze, muttering to himself.

There was a hint of fear and disbelief in his voice.

His pupils suddenly contracted and goosebumps all over his body.

"Oh my God! What on earth did I see?!"

Duanmu Ji's voice was trembling, full of shock and confusion.