Seeing this scene, Baker Richardson felt mixed feelings and felt very uncomfortable.

Why does the Buddha's head have my ultimate skills?

Why am I unaware of this?!

Is my ultimate skill a street stall product?

It's everywhere, anyone can do it.

The Kusanagi sword pierced into Qingshi's chest, breaking through the Indestructible body of Vajra, and the wound made a "hissing" sound of sulfuric acid melting the flesh.

"roar!"

The dark blue humanoid creature roared shrillly, mixed with pain, and it trembled like a sieve.

Only Li Xianyu can empathize with this kind of thing. In this world, he is the only person who has survived the Kusanagi Sword. The Kusanagi Sword erodes flesh and soul, exterminates the body and soul.

The self-healing ability of the ancient demon cells is not enough to fight against this toxin. At least Li Xianyu couldn't compete at the beginning and eventually died.

Buddha Head and Baker Richardson were happy at the same time, and the Kusanagi sword finally stabbed in. This sword was the key to the decisive victory. Now it finally worked, meaning that the balance of victory had tilted towards them.

And if it cannot function at all, the best ending is to get 55 and each one is waiting for reinforcements.

"Bang!"

The Qingshi hit the back of his head with force, and Baker would buzz his brain and lose his mind for a short time.

Blood vessels all over its body were prominent, and blood surged rapidly. The pain of the burning body and soul caused it to expose its potential. After a head hammer, it then raised and kicked the Buddha's head in the chest.

The sound of the thunder between the sky and the earth was shaking, and the golden body of the Buddha's head shaking.

He flew out like a kicked ball.

The Qing Master, who had escaped from the shackles, fled to the westward Zen Room.

Boom boom boom boom!

The Buddha's head collapsed in a row and rose into the air from the collapsed ruins, shining golden.

He carried the Kusanagi sword in his hand and quickly came back.

"Why do you have my ultimate skills?"

The two flew towards the Zen room, and President Baker said in a deep voice.

The word "Yes" fully reflects President Baker's sadness at this time.

With the enemy in front of him, he tried his best to suppress his emotions, otherwise he would roar with the collar of the Buddha's head: you      Bichi.fuck                                     

Swear Chinese English.

The Buddha thought about it and was a little embarrassed. Monks did not lie, but it was difficult to betray Li Xianyu. After all, this cheap Sun Thief was the only son of his favorite disciple Li Wuxiang.

Although he is ignoring his answers on the surface, he is actually very concerned.

"I understand, it's Li Peiyun." Baker Richardson gritted his teeth.

The Buddha's head was stunned and his face was dull.

No, donor, why do you think so?

You lost to Li Xianyu in the island country. I am Li Wuxiang's master and Li Wuxiang is Li Xianyu's old man. How did you use this logic to infer that the person who leaked the unique skills of Li Peiyun?

When Baker Richardson saw the Buddha's face, he thought he had guessed it right. The nameless fire rose up and his blood pressure soared.

I haven't taught my signature unique skills yet, but I have already blossomed everywhere and China and the United States have been photographed together.

Angered the puppets to death.

He wanted to remove Li Peiyun from a large piece and throw it out to feed Stalin.

Soon, they arrived at the Zen room in the west, and the night wind brought a strong smell of blood.

Buddha Head and Baker Richardson looked at each other with a serious expression. He had a bad premonition in his heart.

Before climbing the mountain, I didn't see the disciples of Zhenyan Sect. I just thought that I had escaped early. When I saw the master's clone appearing behind the Great Hall, I was even more sure of this guess.

But now it seems that things are much more cruel than they think.

Following the smell of blood, towering corpses appeared in front of you, and corpses piled up like piles of grain in the farmers' granary.

The bodies were wearing green robes or cassocks, and there were more than 400 disciples of the Zhenyan Sect, and they were all here.

They are the mad believers of the Lord and the subordinates who vow allegiance, but how can the Lord care about their life and death? Human rights are something invented by humans. For the Lord, any creature is both a thug and a food.

The dark blue humanoid creature squatted on the "mountain" where corpses were piled up, and feasted. Its teeth were sharp and hard, as if even steel was about to be bitten. A complete human corpse, removed and swallowed it in a few bites.

The head is also an excellent food. It lifts the skull and sucks the brain tissue inside. It tastes soft and moist, and the tongue melts in the mouth.

Baker Richardson, who was used to the strong winds and waves, couldn't help but feel numb when he saw this scene, and his spine seemed to be crawling like a snake.

"evil creature!"

A scarlet light quickly surged in the Buddha's head's eyes, from small to large, from dark to bright, giving him a little more of the smell of a demon monk.

The leader of Buddhism, who had been sitting in Lianghua Temple for twenty years, was at this moment, and was out of anger.

These red eyes, which symbolize bloodborne, never lit up in their lifetime.

But tonight is an exception.

The Kusanagi sword was poured into a strong energy and turned into a light golden color. The scorching sword body twisted the air.

The Buddha took a step forward and cut it down with all his might.

Even without considering toxins, the Kusanagi Sword itself is a very powerful weapon to kill, far better than all magic weapons.

In the silent dark night, a dazzling golden light flashed away, like lightning that suddenly cut through the sky.

The master's clone melted in the sword light, and the corpse mountain that looked like Jingguan also collapsed and annihilated in the sword light.

This is not right. The master clone is not so fragile, even if it suffers severe damage.

Baker Richardson had just taken the idea of ​​being angry, and suddenly his spine was cold and his heart suddenly increased its beating frequency.

His fighting instinct, his body reacted faster than his brain, and he did not pounce and turn around in a desperate situation, but turned backwards and crossed his arms to his chest.

Bang! Crack! Puff!

First, there was the muffled sound of the qi collision, then the sound of the arm fracture, and finally the sound of the fist piercing through the chest.

The clone of the Qingshi successfully attacked and succeeded.

The moment Baker Richardson was pierced through his chest, he instinctively flew out and kicked the dark-blue humanoid creature in the waist, leaning back with the force to widen the distance.

He staggered back, shook his body a few times, and almost fell down.

Warm blood flowed from the chest, wetting the combat uniforms, and the broken heart was pulsing hard, and each pulsing accelerated the loss of blood.

The clone who died under the Buddha's head sword just now is not the real clone?

The Buddha's head was too impulsive, and his reason was destroyed by anger. I was the same. My scalp was numb and completely shocked by the hellish scene. Baker Richardson took out four disposable syringes from his wallet, tucked them around his neck, and injected them.

During the process, I did not pay attention to the dominant clone because the Buddha head would inevitably intervene and would not allow the clone to finish the attack.

After injecting the blood medicine, he retreated into the shadow, feeling the flesh and blood of the wound slowly began to squirm, repairing the injury.

His incredible self-healing ability surprised him. He had heard of the magical effects of Li Xianyu's blood medicine for a long time, and this is the first time he has experienced it today.

This is much more advanced than the "human organ printing" technology studied internally by the Superpower Association. No, we cannot say that it is advanced. This is not the power of science, but the miracle of the evolution of life and the magic of nature.

It is exactly the same as the ancient demon's self-healing ability.

"It slaughtered the blood descendants of the Zhenyan Sect in advance and had already been prepared to be at a disadvantage. Devouring flesh and blood can enhance self-healing, or are these blood descendants controlled by it and have their flesh and blood substances in their bodies? It now recycles flesh and blood substances to resist the toxin erosion of the Kusanagi Sword?"

Baker Richardson pondered the ancient demon's plan, and thought of the fake clone who just now swallowed the bloodborne corpse to confuse him and the Buddha's head, he was more inclined to have a guess later.

The Lord of the Ancient Demon has both powerful power and extraordinary wisdom. Baker Richardson has expressionless face and dark eyes.

"Bang!"

The sword energy of the Kusanagi sword shattered the bluestone ground like a shattering destruction. The dark blue humanoid creature jumped up and pointed at the Baihui acupoint on the Buddha's head.

Generally speaking, Baihui acupoint is the flaw of any hard work. Baihui acupoint is commonly known as Tianmen, and it occupies a top priority in the Qi training system. Anyone who practices Qi starts with the opening of Tianmen.

As long as you gather the fire and Baihui point, most of the hard skills cannot be withstand.

when!

The golden body of the Buddha's head shook, and the skull made a slight crack, but it quickly stabilized and reshaped the golden body. At the same time, he stabbed the Kusanagi sword.

The tip of the sword pierced into the arm of the dark blue humanoid creature. Before he could penetrate deeper, the blue master had already retreated.

It retreated to the piled corpse, pulled a body out of hand, chewed, swallowed, and sneered: "After the extinction of the ancient demons, humans are the most delicious food, and they are inexhaustible."

Its chest rotted and pus flowed, and its injured right arm shook slightly, trying hard to endure the severe pain in its tarsal bones.

It could not infuriate the Buddha's head again, blood flowed down from the top of the head, the old monk's face was bright red, his red pupils gradually faded, and he returned to his normal pupil color. He clasped his hands together and felt compassion for the world: "Amitabha."

Master Qing sneered and curled his lips.

Buddhist supernatural powers focus most on the state of mind. When the state of mind is confused, the supernatural powers will be destroyed without attacking. The Vajra Indestructible Body and the Unmoving Ming King Seal are both like this. Mount Tai collapses before the face does not change its complexion, neither sadness, joy, nor dryness, nor angry, nor panic or timid.

Seeing it swallowing human flesh erect, the Buddha's head had a flaw and was replaced by rage. He couldn't wait to kill the demons and eliminate the demons. The golden body was unstable, and it almost broke the power with one finger just now.
To be continued...