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Chapter 540 Beat you to death
"Buddha, have mercy on me. Why did you attack me, benefactor?"

The young monk Chan Ning chanted a Buddhist name, raised his palms horizontally, his arms, perfect and shining with golden light, crossed in front of his chest, blocking Zhong Lin's punch.

On the other side, Lan Ming's figure flew across hundreds of miles like a rainbow, and blood like colored glass spread all over the sky.

His arm trembled unconsciously, and the crystal clear bones were exposed outside the body, but in just one breath, the wound was completely healed.

"Ah! Die!"

Lan Ming, who had never suffered such harm before, roared angrily.

boom!
There were lightning and thunder across the vast sky. The terrifying thunder shook the starry sky and the universe the moment it rose with his will.

Lan Ming's slender white fingers moved like flowing water, forming a fist, and in a thousandth of a second he punched out.

"Well done."

Zhong Lin laughed heartily and threw out the same punch. This punch did not have any sophisticated changes or twists and turns. It just simply and majestically crushed the opponent.

However, with the support of Zhong Lin's endless power and domineering fist, there is a kind of tyranny and dominance that can shatter time and space and make the heaven and earth tremble.

Rumble!
The collision of the two fists pierced through thousands of miles in an instant, like a flash of thunder in the dark night, tearing through the sky, illuminating the world, and crushing down like a mountain.

Zhong Lin's fist intent was extremely strong and masculine, and his fist seal was extremely powerful and mighty, while Lan Ming even performed all the changes of thunder in the heavens.

When this punch was pressed down, the vast sky wailed and shattered under the powerful force, and the earth rumbled and trembled. The entire area pressed down by this punch was pressed down dozens of feet, almost turning into a sinkhole.

"what!"

Lan Ming only had time to let out half of a scream before his entire body suddenly exploded, flesh and blood flew everywhere. He was blown hundreds of miles away by the powerful force of the fist and fell heavily to the ground.

boom!
The earth rolled like waves, and the earth and rocks splashed like waves.

As his vital energy flowed, Zhong Lin slowly retracted his fist, his expression calm: "You can't even take a punch from me, you're really a loser."

"who are you?"

Lan Ming's bloodshot eyes were almost bleeding as he looked at Zhong Lin with resentment.

Zhong Lin grabbed the air with his right hand and caught the Soul Enlightenment Grass, including the grass and mud, in his palm.

He looked down at the two of them and said in a cold voice, "I'll give you two one more chance. Either you defeat me, or I'll kill you."

This time, even the young monk Channing, who had been standing silently by the side, looked solemn.

"My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha Buddha."

The young monk Channing chanted the Buddha's name again, and in an instant his body shone with light. Thousands of golden lotuses appeared out of nothing, floated in the sky, and floated down gracefully.

Endless golden light emanated from the golden body, illuminating the sky. For a moment, the entire space seemed to have turned golden.

"I have no grudge against you, but you are being so aggressive. So I can only ask for your advice."

The sound of Zen chanting is like clouds hanging from the sky, vast and boundless, stretching across the sky for thousands of miles. It is one of the martial arts in the Buddhist realm.

Lan Ming also crawled up from the ground at this time. The vitality in his body surged, and all his injuries were healed in an instant.

He walked to the side of the young monk Chan Ning, staring at Zhong Lin with wariness and resentment. Lightning flashed all over his body, emitting infinite light, heat and electricity, piercing the sky, and the surrounding space was completely torn apart. Time stopped at this moment.

Zhong Lin looked at the growing aura of the two men and a look of delight, or perhaps madness, appeared on his face. "Hahaha, that's it! Come on, kill me, or I'll kill you."

Chan Ning and Lan Ming's expressions became increasingly grim, and they had only one opinion of Zhong Lin in their minds.

madman.

This is the image Zhong Lin created for himself in this secret realm. Only in this way can he unscrupulously force the opponent to use all his strength. Otherwise, if he holds back in the fight, it will be difficult to achieve the effect he wants.

Seeing that this person didn't dare to take action, Zhong Lin roared, and the fiery clouds in the sky were instantly swept away by the huge sound wave.

In an instant, Zhong Lin's blood and energy exploded, flowing as vast as the Milky Way, instantly filling the void and colliding with the Buddha's light and thunder thousands of times.

Even if a tiny wisp of it escapes, it sounds like a thunder explosion.

boom!
Zhong Lin stomped his feet lightly in the sky, and the violent spiritual energy around him burst out with powerful force, instantly squeezing the void.

call!
His arms stretched straight upwards, divine light flowed between his five fingers, and it changed tens of millions of times in a ten-thousandth of a second. It was the Form and Spirit Fist.

It seems like an ordinary move, but it contains the meaning of perfection. The entire form and spirit boxing has long been mastered by him.

As soon as the punch was thrown, the vast space began to howl. The air was crushed and collapsed by this strongest and purest force. An energy that could reduce everything in the world to nothingness was expanding rapidly.

As this punch was thrown, the sky and the earth changed color, and all the light in the world was taken away by it.

The surging torrent of fist energy was like the Milky Way flowing backwards, thousands of mountains collapsing and shattering. Its power instantly spread across the vast sky for thousands of miles, and the heaven and earth were shaking.

"Zhanning Bald Donkey, attack together, or we will all die."

Lan Ming roared, grabbed the air with his right hand, and then a silver-white divine sword appeared in his palm.

With any vibration of the sword, the space around it would continue to shatter. With any sword technique, thunder would be transmitted from the void in all directions and gather on the sword.

Then the lightning on the sword turned slightly and turned into five-clawed thunder dragons, shouting everywhere and spitting out spherical lightning.

"The Thunder Method of the Heavens, order the thunder to descend and kill it for me."

Lan Ming roared, and the violent thunder dragon rushed towards Zhong Lin frantically. Thunder in the void continued to gather, and its body was not huge. In a moment, it turned into a giant dragon hundreds of miles long.

The young monk Channing also chanted a Buddhist name, raised his palm, pinched the Dharma seal, and slowly pressed it down.

This palm may seem ordinary, but in it one can clearly see the rotation of the stars, the mountains and rivers, the glaciers and polar regions, as if an endless world is alive in this palm.

It seemed as if the heaven and earth could not bear its weight. In an instant, it enveloped the sky, the earth, and the four directions, freezing and blocking all changes in time and space.

"When the Buddha dies, all souls are extinguished. Ten Thousand Buddhas' Nirvana Palm."

A cold sound came out of the mouth of the young monk Chan Ning, and the Buddha's palm slowly pressed down. It seemed slow, but it encompassed the entire world. The tremendous pressure did not come down, and the space seemed to sink together, as if the world was shattered by a palm.

"Hahaha, it's good to come."

Zhong Lin laughed wildly towards the sky and punched forward.

Boom!

Rumble!
A huge collision sound began, and the sounds of roaring, breaking, and vital energy exploding turned into a rolling wave that seemed to swallow up the sky and the earth.

broken! broken!
Collapse! Collapse!
(End of this chapter)