Mysterious World Beast God

Under the circumstances that almost all the war saints were not optimistic about Lin Wei, the Great Elder of the Jingfan Temple was actually on guard against Lin Wei's attack in advance, and even made corresponding dodge moves in advance!

What an old fox! ! !

Lin Wei cursed secretly in his heart, and in a flash of thought, he still pushed out with this punch.

Gu Bo was not shocked by the seemingly quiet punch, and did not cause any waves or ripples in front of him, just like the most common punch swung by a mortal who has never practiced. And the energy contained in his fist instantly penetrated the long space distance, and appeared directly in front of the chasing war saint of Jingfan Temple.

Lin Wei temporarily changed the target of this punch! It was still countless shadows of fists merging together, converging into a fist that looked like a substance, and then slammed on the opponent's body fiercely.

Boo! A layer of bright cyan halo suddenly lit up on the War Saint's body - this was the battle qi shield that had been placed on his body. After being hit by Lin Wei, the shield only flickered twice, and then stabilized immediately. However, the fist shadow that Lin Wei bombarded over completely collapsed in the collision.

A trace of astonishment flashed across the eyes of the War Saint, apparently shocked by the air-breaking blow that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, but then it became cold again, with a hint of pride and embarrassment.

"Is this your strength?" War Saint sneered, "Even my body-protecting vindictiveness cannot be broken, it seems that you are weaker than I imagined! Even if you have some weird skills, they are useless. Haven’t you heard of the so-called ‘One Power Drops Ten Meetings’? It doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard of it, I’m giving it to you for free, and you’ll have to savor this sentence when you’re in the underworld…”

In the voice of the voice, the war saint quickly narrowed the distance with Lin Wei.

It's not that Lin Wei's speed is too slow, but that the size of this glorious space is actually limited. When Lin Wei flew to the edge of Guanghua, infinite repulsion appeared, as if there was an invisible film, preventing him from continuing to leave!

Under such circumstances, the war sage had enough confidence to kill Lin Wei in a short time!

The other onlookers also took a breath. Especially Yu Feiyan, who knew Lin Wei's strength, and the two battle saints of the Long family—in their opinion, Lin Wei was already very strong, but his punch was so powerful that even the opponent's fighting spirit The shield cannot be shaken. Is this the strength of the battle saint of Jingfan Temple itself, or is it the superposition of combat power brought about by this kind of attack like one person?

unknown.

The only thing that was certain was that Lin Wei was defeated, and most likely... died.

Yu Feiyan's heart suddenly twitched. As for Master Yu, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Everyone of Wanquanmen!" Lin Wei shouted suddenly while fleeing, "Are you just watching him chase and kill me? If I die in his hands, the silver wheel on my arm will be destroyed!" It's changed hands!"

Lin Wei's words hit the sore spots of the Wanquan Sect's war saints. The three war saints in the field glanced at Zhonglu saint with some hesitation. Relations froze. The Zhonglu Saint glanced at the center of the battlefield, and decisively sent a voice transmission to them: "Go! Attack directly!"

Just at this time, the sound transmission from the two war saints of the Jingfan Temple also reached the ears of the four Wanquan sect war saints: "Kill this kid first, and we will each use our own ability to own the silver wheel."

"Okay!" A battle sage of the Ten Thousand Fist Sect responded, "This kid is too slippery, let's go together and kill him in the shortest possible time!"

Three Wanquan Sect battle saints besieged them.

The two war saints of the Jingfan Temple also threatened Lin from the left and the right.

But at this moment, they are almost all located on the edge of the Guanghua space, which is not a big space, and there is very little room for maneuvering. It can be said that if this place is used as a battlefield, it is like a small closed arena compared to the powerhouses at the level of the Battle Saint Realm!

"Where are you going?!" The five war saints smiled coldly.

Lin Wei was cornered.

He already has nowhere to escape!

Yu Feiyan clenched her jade fist tightly. Except for Master Yu, Gui Modi, Ao Baimu, Feng Qianshu, Di Potian, and Fan Yun all held their breath, and their hearts immediately rose to their throats. Their moods at this time were extremely contradictory. As a team, they should theoretically go up to help Lin Wei. However, the opponent is a battle saint from Jingfan Temple and Wanquanmen! A few of them were unwilling and did not dare to offend these two great sects.

Lin Wei looked at the Saint of War who was rushing towards him from several directions, turned his body around, and initiated a starting gesture again.

This starting move is still Bahuang Fist in Tianmo Jue.

"It's this trick again?" The Battle Saint of the Jingfan Temple sneered, his eyes flashed, "It's useless, just die."

In the voice of the words, he passed his right hand, and the grudge in the shape of a round cake was released again. The power condensed by this grudge was actually stronger than last time. It rotated at a high speed, floating and jumping in the space.

"Really?" Lin Wei clenched his fists and took a slight step back.

At the same time, Lin Wei's voice suddenly sounded from the depths of Master Yu's heart: "Master Yu! I need your help!!!"

"Um?"

"Use... that energy!"

The next moment, Lin Wei's breath changed.

He became no longer so ordinary, became a little unpredictable, and at the same time a little untouchable, as if his body was covered with a hard shell of indifference.

Then, he delivered his right fist. Compared with the last time, this time, his punching speed was slower, so slow that it was almost dull! It was like a punch thrown by an ordinary person with mobility impairments when his sanity was not clear.

Bang——

There was a strange sound that was not too big or small. Compared with the violent movement on the entire battlefield, this sound is actually very inconspicuous. When it first appeared, no one noticed where it came from.

It wasn't until Lin Wei moved sideways to avoid the blows of the three Wanquan Sect warriors that the people around noticed that the colorless pancake-shaped grudge had collapsed at some point. Then, the expression of the one at the back of the two Jingfan Temple War Saints suddenly changed drastically. His face was pale, and his eyes shot out horrified light, as if he had seen the most terrifying and incredible thing in the world, and he turned around and left almost without hesitation.

The moment he just turned around, the body of the War Saint of the Jingfan Temple in front quietly turned into countless pieces.

"Want to leave? It's too late." Lin Wei's second punch had already been thrown.

The War Saint who had just turned around and was about to flee suddenly trembled, and then froze in the air.

Time stands still at this moment!

I don't know how long it has been...

It seemed only for a moment.

It seems that thousands of years have passed.

When the body of the battle saint also began to slowly dissipate, time finally began to flow again...