That voice was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, vast and deep.
Look in the direction of the voice.
Several disciples of Endless Suffering formed a formation similar to gossip.
Sitting cross-legged, like a chess piece falling in the Nine Palaces.
In the middle is the pale elder who was beaten just now.
His eyes are brilliant.
His face was gloomy.
boom!
When his voice fell, the gong array was already opened.
On the bodies of all the disciples, the earth-yellow energy rolled and stirred, and then turned into a flowing stream of horses.
Quickly, converge towards the middle position.
They formed a huge fist shadow with a height of about ten feet, which was manipulated by the elder Tonggong.
"roll!"
Elder Tongluo yelled loudly, and threw his fist at Li Wuyou.
Fist shadows flitted across the sky.
The air was split open by the shock.
There was some distortion in the light and shadow.
On the ground, countless cracks were also cut by the escaping energy.
"snort!"
Faced with such a powerful fist shadow, Li Wuyou narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
Roar!
The next moment.
His shoulders, waist, twisted.
Then, he mobilized all his Ninth Rank energy.
A huge and crystal-clear Jacaranda condenses in front of my eyes.
"The jacaranda gang!"
While Li Wuyou drank violently, he greeted him with both fists.
boom!
The two collided, and a sound like a real thunder broke out between them.
Then, a violent air wave that had never been seen before swept directly towards the surroundings.
Like a wave.
The ground was instantly shaken out of the deep pit.
About several feet.
The black soil rolled like a river.
And the surrounding trees, etc., were also smashed to pieces in an instant.
In the middle of this explosion.
The fist shadow is constantly shattering.
First the little finger, then the ring finger, then the middle finger...
Jacaranda Gang is no exception.
They are similar to each other.
So deplete each other.
Boom!
Boom!
The six petals on the top of the jacaranda are also shattering one after another.
As they shattered each other, the surrounding fluctuations became more intense.
There was even a gust of wind and waves.
The huge oppressive feeling that diffused made people's hearts throbbing.
Li Wuyou was in the middle of the storm, with black hair flying around, and his clothes were a little damaged from the shock.
On the other side, those disciples who arranged the gong array in the endless pain were also affected.
All of them looked solemn.
However, with the help of the formation, their strength formed a huge protective barrier around their bodies.
The barrier shone with an earthy yellow halo.
Instead, most of the storms were blocked.
boom!
The two sides stalemate for about a few breaths.
Finally, each other was exhausted.
There was a final clatter.
The shadow of the jacaranda gang and the fist shadow finally shattered.
Then.
Li Wuyou backed out.
Standing a few feet away.
Taking advantage of this stalemate, Luo Beihan fled back into the formation in embarrassment.
Him at this very moment.
His face was bloody and his body was covered with wounds.
It doesn't look as violent and fierce as before.
His face was also extremely gloomy.
The eyes looking at Li Wuyou were full of indescribable ferocity.
Completely outraged.
He is the master of endless suffering.
Unexpectedly, in front of so many disciples, he was taught such a miserable appearance by Li Wuyou.
He can't accept it.
He was powerless before, but now, he has the gong array.
He is confident that he can get back the humiliation he just received tenfold and a hundredfold!
because.
The gong formation cannot be broken.
Only those with a strong mind and soul can find the gap.
While in Shaolin Temple.
Master Kurong once said that Li Wuyou only cultivates the body, not the soul.
Therefore, Li Wuyou must be helpless in the face of the gong array.
"You are dead."
Standing in the center of the gong formation, surrounded by countless vigor, Luo Beihan quickly recovered from his injuries.
And the energy in his body also began to gradually increase.
He didn't even want to talk nonsense.
Just want to clean up Li Wuyou as soon as possible.
Get back your pride and dignity.
"Is that all?"
Li Wuyou twisted his neck, the gloomy and mocking expression on his face was still strong,
"You think too highly of yourself!"
"Then you can try it."
The corners of Luo Beihan's bruised mouth opened, revealing a ferocious smile,
"See if I can beat you to your knees and beg for mercy!"
boom!
After the words fell, Luo Beihan couldn't bear it anymore.
He didn't even want to recover from the remaining injuries, so he did it directly.
Crash!
The flowing energy quickly wrapped around him.
A moment of effort.
The strength of Elder Tongluo and those disciples is attached to him.
His physical body skyrocketed again.
It seems to expand a circle.
The muscles all over his body are like hills, and the blood vessels are surging, giving people a feeling that they are about to explode.
A pair of pupils were almost split open.
Incomparably majestic.
Roar!
A deep roar erupted from his chest, and then he broke away from the formation, and punched Li Wuyou's head in the air.
This punch.
Not his ordinary punch.
Instead, he used the eighth-grade unique art of endless suffering.
Gong and pestle.
His arms were wrapped and covered by the energy that was almost thick and solid.
A pestle that beats a gong is formed.
taupe.
Seemingly indomitable.
Even, with the appearance of this stick, the surrounding light was distorted, almost turning into darkness.
This is a sign to open up the space for shocks.
This moment.
Luo Beihan's strength has reached the pinnacle of a ninth-rank master.
Even, beyond the peak.
Touched the threshold of the King Kong realm.
Obviously surpassed Li Wuyou.
"I want to see if you can still speak wild words!"
The gongs and pestles were condensed into shape, and Luo Beihan also came in front of Li Wuyou. Looking at the oppressed Li Wuyou, his expression became even more arrogant and ferocious.
He was confident that this punch could cripple Li Wuyou.
"You really underestimate me."
However, Li Wuyou looked at Luo Beihan who fell from the sky, and then at the copper gong and pestle he regarded as his reliance, but he remained calm.
Even some sarcasm.
Because, his spirit has already allowed him to see through the gaps between the formations.
There is a gap between the formation and Luo Beihan.
At this moment, Luo Beihan, in his eyes, was like a clown performing.
boom!
in the blink of an eye.
Luo Beihan's gong and pestle came in front of Li Wuyou.
Seeing it, it was about to fall.
"Go to hell, you bastard!"
Luo Beihan's roar became even more rampant, and his eyes were also terrifyingly ferocious.
"Ridiculous you."
At this time, Li Wuyou also moved.
boom!
The whole body is rolling with energy.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into two blades of energy.
Not big.
Only the size of a palm.
Not tyrannical, not sharp.
Just like a simple dagger.
Then, the two wind blades broke through his body, bypassed Luo Beihan, and appeared behind him.
puff!
The two sharp blades seemed to be cutting something.
Click!
Something is cut off.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, the energy gathered in Luo Beihan's body poured out directly.
"this… "
Luo Beihan's face changed drastically.
Almost bloodless.
"How can it be?!"