The whip shadows were like dragons pounced and twisted towards Zhu Yunwen. Jiang Dali suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, and his spiritual sense captured another figure jumping out of the bucket behind the screen.
It turns out that there is indeed a mechanism passage under the bucket. If he had hesitated to enter the house just now, the blood monk might have taken Zhu Yunwen away first.
But it¡¯s too late now.
With a bang, his suction-generating palms instantly grasped Zhu Yunwen's shoulders. Almost at the same time, his eyes were filled with whip-wind ghosts. For a moment, he couldn't tell which one was real. Suddenly, a trace of energy rolled back. Xin, it turned out that the Ghost King's whip actually made a curve, and struck from the back to the joint of his foot socket.
Jiang Dali snorted coldly and suddenly jumped up, lifted Zhu Yunwen up like a falcon carrying its prey and pounced down in the air, using the fingers of both hands to point the sword toward the screen.
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A blazing bolt of electricity shot out of the screen and headed straight for the figure jumping out of the barrel.
There was a crackling sound almost at the same time. Jiang Dali didn't make a sound, but the trouser leg of his calf was shattered by the force of the whip. A pulling force erupted from the long whip, trying to forcefully pull his body down.
"roll!"
Jiang Dali fell down as he drank violently, and suddenly punched out with his right fist. The forceful punch cut through the air in front of him like a sharp sword, and shattered the screen with a bang.
Crack!
The long whip was immediately retracted, and in the strong wind, it suddenly hit the beam diagonally above. It was suddenly pulled straight, and the figure jumped into the air, avoiding the violent fist force with a sudden momentum.
With a bang, the entire barrel exploded into countless debris and waves of water exploded, filling the sky.
"Duo!"
At this moment, the blood monk suddenly reached Jiang Dali's side, his eyes seemed to be emitting dazzling blood, he formed a lotus seal with his hands, and he pushed forward and shouted loudly!
Immediately, Jiang Dali felt as if the air around him was being pushed, turning into invisible walls of air that swept over him from all directions, and the energy and blood in his body began to churn strangely, as if the blood flow rate was producing extremely unusual energy. Due to the change, his strength was inexplicably weakened, which immediately disrupted his next attack and his body froze in place for a moment.
"What a weird technique!"
When this idea came into her mind, Wang Guifei had already screamed and came to kill him. A large black fan in her hand hit Jiang Dali's acupoints like wind and clouds. The shadow of the fan was flying, and the wind was fierce and the sound was astonishing.
Wind and thunder fan method!
Jiang Dali¡¯s eyes were slightly cold, and Zhu Yunwen, who was holding in his hand, suddenly stood in front of him.
"No!" Zhu Yunwen shouted with fear.
Wang Guifei was shocked and quickly changed her tactics.
Dao Dao fingred to the wind to seize the timing at this time.
"kill!"
The blood monk shouted sharply and pounced to kill him. All the joints in his body moved strangely and flexibly, making moves that were inconceivable to ordinary people. It was like some kind of yoga technique. He could avoid the wind of his fingers in the shortest distance and as quickly as possible. Suddenly, he struck hard with his claws. He grabbed Zhu Yunwen's face hard, and the dazzling blood and disgusting bloody smell immediately emerged from his fingers.
Jiang Dali did not expect that the blood monk would kill Zhu Yunwen as well. He was shocked and quickly threw Zhu Yunwen's body up.
Whoosh whoosh¡ª¡ª
"While Zhu Yunwen's body was flipping in mid-air, Jiang Dali shouted loudly and entered a state of fighting spirit. The true energy in his body was quickly filled with a destructive aura. He kicked the ground with his calf and punched out!
Bang!
The ground beneath his feet was shattered like tofu by his kick.
"bring it on!!"
The blood monk screamed, and nearly eight feet of the power of heaven and earth turned into thick air waves and was inhaled into his body. His muscles bulged, and he had a head-on collision with Jiang Dali!
"Snapped"!
The sound of the clashing energy resounded through the entire house like a thunder, making everyone's ears ring. The tables, chairs and furnishings were all thrown off and hit against the walls by the violent energy.
The bloody monk was hit in both hands by a boulder weighing tens of thousands of kilograms. It was like being struck by thunder. The bones in his hands immediately cracked and shattered. The veins all over his body were bulging as if they were about to explode. He was almost hit by a punch and was thrown straight into the sky. Tile roof.
Jiang Dali also took a step back at the same time. His right arm was numb from the huge shock, and his breath was slightly stagnant for a moment. He looked at the blood monk who fell away after being beaten in shock. The strength of this man was unbelievable. He could actually force him hard. The full force punch that resisted his state of destruction even forced him to take a step back. He only broke one arm and suffered some internal injuries. This proved that if he were in the same realm, this person was fully capable of confronting him head-on.
"As expected of a disciple of the Blood-Transforming God from the Holy Dynasty.
With his mind spinning, Jiang Dali stretched out his hand to catch Zhu Yunwen, who was rolling and falling in the air.
bsp; This layer of blood stains even made him feel the pain of being corroded by his skin even in the state of golden bell. From time to time, a "-111" or "-98" negative damage appeared on his head, which lasted from the battle just now. So far, this corrosive damage has caused him to lose almost 10% of his health.
"The magic power of transforming blood is well-deserved I'm afraid this blood monk has practiced this evil skill to the top level among gods and humans, otherwise he wouldn't be able to restrain my indestructible vajra body."
Jiang Dali thought to himself, his whole body was shaken, and the Vajra Qi instantly shook away all the filth all over his body, completely getting rid of the pain of being corroded by the blood-transforming magical art.
The blood-transforming magical skill is famous and powerful. Although those who practice it will not end well, if they can really get the true inheritance like a formal disciple like the blood monk, they will indeed be able to develop astonishing strength.
???????????????????????????????????????? Jiang Dali¡¯s practice of refining swords with blood was still a child¡¯s play, but those who practice the magical art of transforming blood almost treat blood refining as a feast, and wish they could hold it every day.
The more this evil technique absorbs human blood and the more pure it is refined, the more powerful the technique will become, and it can even be cultivated to the point where it reaches the state of true return like the Blood Transformation God.
"Amitabha!"
The voice of the Heavenly Monk's Yuanshen contacted Jiang Dali's heart from Pojingzhu Nei, "This monk must have been an eminent monk in the past. The various martial arts he just performed have traces of my Buddhist martial arts, such as the similar ones before Tantric Mahamudra, the secret method of subduing demons and real fire.
???????????????????? The self-destruction method just performed is the method of destroying the essence and self-destruction, which is a secret skill from Tianzhu.
This technique can cause the blood and essence to explode and kill a person. The inferior ones will rupture their blood vessels. Like this monk, it explodes into a mist of blood for a day, injuring the enemy invisible, but it is the highest level. "
"oh?"
Jiang Dali's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of Zhu Wuwu who also self-destructed and died. However, Zhu Wuwu's method of self-destruction was obviously not the most powerful method of self-destruction.
Thinking of the bloodthirsty voice that sounded like the blood-transforming god just now, Jiang Dali's face became solemn. While asking the heavenly monk, he quickly turned around and rushed towards the dark secret door below.
As a result, he rushed over, but because he was too big after the transformation, he got stuck in the secret door passage that was only three feet long and wide.
"grass!"
Jiang Dali held his hands on the sticky ground covered with blood. Veins bulged on his forehead. He wanted to slap the craftsman who built this secret door.
Can you please stop being so petty and suddenly understand why the blood monk had no body before he transformed
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