Bank of The Universe Chapter 251: Damage! (6)
One sword!
It's a sword!
Master Beilin broke his arm, was shot and flew blood, fell to the ground, and with his huge body, he directly hit a big pit.
It's dusty!
Smoke is everywhere!
The audience is dull!
Two people fighting each other, one of them hit the ground and screamed seriously.
A calm and standing position, unscathed and cloudless.
As if nothing happened.
This comparison is too tragic, it makes people feel as if adults are bullying their children.
But in fact, Li Xiandao should be the child, or the child who grew up in the poor country.
Master Beili is an adult, grown up in nine days.
"My arm, my arm!!!" Master Beili screamed again and again, covering his broken arm with his hand in the big pit, I couldn't believe it.
Broken arm, which means that he will lose a lot of combat power in the future.
Especially he uses punches!
This is unless he finds the magic medicine, or is a very rare practice to repair the wounded body.
Otherwise, you can only wait until the moment of becoming an immortal, and then come to repair the wound.
So Master Beili is so sad, painful, and howling.
There are two monks immediately going to help Master Beili. He stared at Li Xiandao with a pale face, his eyes were bitter, and he couldn’t believe it was true.
"Why?"
"Why are you a monk who grew up in ten places, so terrible?"
"Why am I so defeated?" Master Bei Lin questioned Li Xiandao.
"Why?" Li Xiandao smiled calmly.
"Because you are too arrogant!"
"The rules of each world are different. In ten places, you must abide by the rules here. Your upper limit is limited to that. My one blow is just to cut off your arm. The next blow, I want you. Life is dead." Li Xiandao sneered.
The rule of the ten places is that power cannot exceed a limit.
Once the power beyond the rules is used in the ten places, thunder will come, thunder will baptize himself, and the weak will die on the spot!
Of course, if you can withstand thunder and thunder, then you can use forces beyond the rules.
But Master Beilin is not such a person.
He does not have the ability to resist the thunder, so his strength is suppressed at the upper limit of ten places.
This upper limit is why he just failed.
[Dali Pan Wu Quan] is very powerful, but unfortunately it is not the heyday.
Li Xiandao is a bit sorry.
Master Beilin grinned unwillingly: "Unexpectedly, I actually lost in this respect."
He was very dissatisfied. If he tried his best, it would be Li Xiandao.
Li Xiandao looked at him and smiled: "Don't you think you can win me by shooting in your heyday?"
"Isn't it?" Master Bei Lin stared at Li Xiandao with a vicious look.
"Joke!"
"You don't have all the strength, I have all the strength?" Li Xiandao sneered and looked at them disdainfully.
"What, haven't you tried your best yet?" Master Bei Lin stared at Li Xiandao incredulously.
Even the sullen-faced Master Bowen has changed his color. Li Xiandao still hides his strength?
Where did this mysterious masked man emerge from?
How can it be so powerful?
"I came here today to kill you. If I don't have any strength, how dare I kill you alone?" Li Xiandao stepped out coldly.
Zheng Zhengzheng!
Sword qi appeared around his body.
Senrow Sword Domain!
At this moment, Li Xiandao's momentum is full!
He doesn’t want to procrastinate. I’m going to kill you. It’s enough for you to lose so much tongue.
Li Xiandao does not say too much to the dead!
Boom!
Another step, Li Xiandao's body is more intense, oppressed, and destroying the city, terrifying.
"You...you want to kill us all?" Master Bowen's complexion was green, and he wanted to shoot the subcut teeth.
"I said it several times!" Li Xiandao sighed helplessly.
"But it seems that every time you are regarded as the ear wind." Li Xiandao was helpless.
"I will reiterate it for the last time!" Li Xiandao's eyes became indifferent.
"Crossover, die!" Li Xiandao raised his hand.
Zheng Zhengzheng!
Zheng Zhengzheng!
The sounds of countless swordsman sounds all around, which makes people look in horror.
Behind Li Xiandao, ten thousand and eighty swords stood in the sky, pointing at them, extremely powerful and powerful.
At this moment, Li Xiandao is the fairy in the sword!
Master Beilin snarled: "Master Bowen, let's do it, we are all dead without it!"
Master Bowen nodded and said firmly: "Everyone shot together, I took the lead, you followed, and killed this person, I would not believe it, he dare to lead thunder and rob?"
Boom!
Master Bowen didn’t hesitate, he shot in an instant, it was terrible, a punch came straight, simple and direct, flat inward, that fist went from dim to splendid, from dark light to golden light, This is a qualitative change.
【Dai King Kong Boxing】
This is the Buddha’s fist. It’s very scary. With one punch, it’s gleaming with gold, and a ten-meter-high Buddha appears in the sky.
Master Bowen is also desperate.
He took the lead, and then 19 monks in the lower realm roared and rushed out one after another to perform his own unique skills.
The weakest person here is almost as strong as Liu Qingfeng, and it is definitely more powerful than the 33rd step of the legend.
Now they all shot in an instant, without concealing their strength, and broke out with all their strength, just to defeat Li Xiandao.
Boom!
Everyone of them erupted with terrifying energy, gathered together, can shake the mountains, crush the white clouds, and destroy the sea of clouds...
"Good, good." Li Xiandao looked at it, nodded in surprise, nodded in satisfaction.
"If you are going to kill you one by one, it must be very troublesome. Now that you are coming together, it will save me a lot of things." powerful.
"Dead!" At the next moment, Li Xiandao waved his hands, and there were tens of thousands of sword spirits, all of them shot out.
Boom!
At this moment, the sky above Li Xiandao suddenly chopped down a giant lightning that was more than a dozen meters wide, directly chopping on Li Xiandao's body, causing Li Xiandao to shake slightly.
Li Xiandao was punished for exceeding the power limit.
But with his flesh, he resisted alive.
This is the most shocking place.
Master Bowen immediately looked dumbfounded, and then felt endless despair.
"No..."
He roared and drowned under Li Xiandao's 100,000 sword spirits.
Even the fictional Buddha became a sieve at this moment.
Boom!
The pinnacle of the entire cliff turned into a sea of sword gas, unparalleled strength and beauty.
And Li Xiandao himself, after being struck by thunder, suddenly converged his strength, and let Heaven’s thunder penalty go away.