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Chapter 54 The Death of the Peak Grandmaster
For the clamor of the crying old man, Cao Ya just hehe.

The crying old man is arrogant.

He considers himself the No. 30 martial arts master on the local list, and he is not afraid of joining forces with brothers Xuan Jie and Xuan Bei.

Even if Xuan Jie is also the master of the peak of the exterior scene, Xuan Jie rarely walks on the rivers and lakes, and he is not well-known.

Now that Xuanjie's side has more profound sorrow, and the old man's chance of victory has dropped to [-]%.

Hard to win, hard to lose.

The crying old man slapped it with a palm, and the ghosts rushed in like a surging black stream. From time to time, they screamed and vanished from the glazed light emitted by Xuanbei, and from time to time they bit the glazed light to pieces.

On the contrary, Cao Ya's direct, open and close combat style made the crying old man a headache.

Eighteen shots of his grievances, the more souls absorbed, the stronger the power, which caused the crying old man to start, different from other exterior scenes, the power was condensed and concentrated in one place, but spread out to cover a larger area as much as possible.

Against an enemy whose strength is weaker than him, this trick has been tried and tested, but if the strength is not weaker than him, it is very difficult.

However, Cao Ya's power is not only condensed, but also very powerful, and it is full of Cao Ya's will, which cannot be offset at all, and can only be annihilated with the same power.

Huhu~~~~~~
Cao Ya didn't give the crying old man time to think about countermeasures, so he pinched a seal and swooped violently, like a mountain collapsing and the sky collapsing.

Jin Mang shines brightly, expelling the shadow, aiming at the crying old man, full of killing intent.

At the same time, Xuanbei recited the Buddhist scriptures, and a bead on the bead that he moved turned from dark gold to pitch black, and then he hit the "Maha Fumo Fist".

The fist is transparent and pure, like colored glass, free from dust.

In stark contrast to Cao Ya's fist on the side.

Cao Ya's boxing technique is wild and domineering. There is no Buddhist artistic conception like Liuli, and some are just violent.

Just in line with Cao Ya's temper, the power level push is the best.

If he can't push flat, it only means that his strength is not enough.

Cao Ya was very cautious and did not use his own power in other worlds. Anyway, it had nothing to do with the overall situation.

And in order to avoid attracting the attention of the big guys, it's better not to use it.

Even so, the "King Kong Indestructible Magic" in Jiuzhongtian's exterior scene is still enough to fight the Kuangsha Magical Art of the Crying Old Man and the Eighteen Shots of the Wronged Soul.

The crying old man was very troubled by this, and most of his energy was put on Cao Ya.

Xuanbei was keenly aware of this, and the golden rays of light shrouded him around him, and illusory golden lotuses bloomed on the top of the peak, with a hazy void behind them.

In the void, evil spirits and ghosts with ferocious shapes surround a golden lotus pedestal with peaceful expressions. On the lotus pedestal sits a Bodhisattva, with a face full of compassion and pity for the world. The precious wheel contains the great secrets of the heavens and the profound meaning of life and death.

This Bodhisattva's face changed vaguely, and finally reached its peak with Xuanbei's fist, showing exactly the same appearance as him, but one was melancholy and heavy, and the other was pitiful and solemn.

The Bodhisattva opened his mouth, and the sound of cloud and thunder echoed in the void:

"After today, for hundreds of billions of kalpas, there should be a world, all hells, and the three evil realms, all living beings suffering from sins, I vow to save and save them from the evil realms of hells, beasts, hungry ghosts, and all these sins and retributions will be fulfilled. Buddha realm, then I will become enlightened."

"If the hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha. Only when all sentient beings are saved can they attain Bodhi."

Chan sound bursts, Buddha's light is released, the evil ghosts and ghosts that come in have faded away their gruesome resentment, their faces are peaceful, and they disappear into the air.

The wind and sand stagnated, and there were also Buddhist chanting at the foot of the mountain. The clumps of withered hay gradually turned green, the undercurrent ding-dong, the mummified herdsmen’s cattle and sheep’s skin slowly plumped, and the black souls that flew out returned to the body, and the breath of life was full of life.

The dry and cracked earth was once again stable as before, and passers-by who lost their souls on the quicksand set escaped from the "hell", dazed and afraid.

Inside the inn, the cursing Qu Jiuniang had a look of surprise on her face, and whispered to herself:
"Is there really someone who has practiced "Maha Fumo Fist" to this level?"

"Maha Fumo Fist", study the cycle of life and death!

Without any scruples, Cao Ya made his best shot, the fist shadow was like rain, and the crying old man was broken in one move, which was actually completely suppressed by Cao Ya.

Xuan Bei assisted from the side, with one move and one style, carrying a chilling murderous intention, far more powerful than Cao Ya's murderous intention.

The family was ruined, and Xuanbei hated the crying old man very much.

The crying old man raised his head and howled, his voice penetrated into the sky, piercing his body and soul, like a ghost king who was suppressed in the depths of hell.

Black energy rose up around him, as if hell was wide open, and the ghost was out of control.

Then, he turned the palm of his hand and shot it down from the beginning, and the ghost gate of "Eighteen Shots of Wronged Souls" opened!

Xuanbei and the Bodhisattva behind them are still melancholy and compassionate, their fists are like clenched seals, and they strike again, "Maha Fighting Demons Fist" to save all sentient beings!

Cao Ya didn't practice "Maha Fighting Demons Boxing", which is not in line with "King Kong Indestructible Magic".

The unrestrained way of boxing is more in line with Cao Ya's temper.

It doesn't matter if there are some flaws, the power is strong enough to cover up the past directly, even if it can't be covered up, the defensive power of "King Kong Indestructible Magic" is on the table. But it's not a disadvantage.

Boom~~~
The deafening sound, Jin Mang condensed, penetrated the black gas, and hit the crying old man directly.

Xuan Bei was restrained, and the crying old man couldn't turn back in time, so he punched, and there were several cracks in the flesh.

"The defense is good." Cao Yazan said with sincerity and sincerity, he was only able to punch him, but it was only a minor injury. To be honest, there were not many.

This is still under the premise that half-step Fashen is counted.

Sure enough, the crying old man deserves to be a well-known martial arts expert, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved.

The crying old man's face was as gloomy as water, he underestimated Xuan Jie, and also underestimated Xuan Bei.

There was some remorse in my heart, and I knew that the moment Xuan Jie appeared, he immediately pulled away and left.

Of course, he also understands that since the two senior brothers Xuan Jie and Xuan Bei have set up this situation, they will never allow him to escape easily.

After dozens of tricks, the crying old man coughed up blood and fled several times, but Cao Ya forced him to return.

Cao Ya is not afraid of his way of playing injury-for-injury, but the crying old man is afraid, he does not have the defensive power of Cao Ya.

I want to use some secret means, but it is often destroyed by Xuanbei.

The crying old man gradually became desperate.

"upbraid!"

Cao Yaqing drank, approached forward, punched through the body of the crying old man with a punch, as if a spirit wanted to escape, Xuanbei intercepted it in time, recited the Buddha's name, and slammed the palm of his hand to annihilate the soul of the crying old man.

Xuanbei stood there in a daze, the expression in his eyes changed, either happy or sad.

Cao Ya fell to the ground and made a little movement, which seemed to awaken Xuan Bei.

"Senior brother's kindness, junior brother will remember Wu Nei." Xuan Bei clasped his hands together.

Xuanbei knew that if Senior Brother Xuanjie hadn't come out halfway to help him surround and suppress the old man, he might not be defeated by the old man, but if he wanted to take revenge, it would be a fool's dream.

(End of this chapter)