Comprehensive martial arts: the villain system, starting with eighteen palms to subdue the dragon

Grandmaster Xiao Ling's perfect realm of skills surged out from the dantian, quickly traveled through the meridians of the whole body, and then all the skills gathered in the palm of his hand.

However, behind Xiao Ling has condensed a phantom ghost face with a green humanoid shape several feet high. Exuding the might of Fengshen, with terrifying anger!

This phantom with a humanoid grimace followed Xiao Ling's movements, as if it was Xiao Ling's shadow, he followed him everywhere.

Xiao Ling merged his hands in an instant, then opened his palms, and slapped out with one palm with his right hand, aiming at the Luohan Hall disciples around him!

The green giant behind Xiao Ling also made a palm with one hand following Xiao Ling's movement, and a green palm shadow several feet in size flew out from the palm of the huge phantom shadow with a humanoid ghost face behind him.

Rumble!

Rumble!

moment!

Flying sand and rolling stones on the battlefield, even the sky seemed to darken, Xiao Ling's blow has slightly changed the sky!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Xiao Ling's blow of Fengshen's Fury hit several disciples of Luohan Hall, and these disciples of Luohan Hall turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared!

The system's voice also entered Xiao Ling's mind, and all the disciples of Arhat Hall turned into Xiao Ling's villains!

boom! boom! boom!

If Xiao Ling didn't make a move, it would be fine, but once he made a move, it would be continuous, and several Arhat Hall disciples died again!

But in a moment!

Eighteen Arhat Hall disciples have died in Xiao Ling's hands, more than half of them!

Xiao Ling was not afraid of crowds, he was like a demon in the dark, harvesting these elite disciples of the Buddhist Arhat Hall time and time again!

boom! boom! boom!

The explosion sound of the human body being shattered by Xiao Ling can be heard endlessly, and the palm of the Tathagata exerted infinite power in Xiao Ling's hands!

At this moment, the eighteen Arhats in Arhat Hall, they are like the stepping stones in Xiao Ling's eyes, the stepping stones for Xiao Ling to reach the peak!

boom! boom! boom!

Another number of Arhat Hall disciples died under Xiao Ling's palm. Relying on the heaven-level palm technique Tathagata Palm, these elite disciples of Arhat Hall are powerless to resist!

The Eighteen Arhats were still majestic just now, like overwhelming mountains and seas, punishing Xiao Ling with overwhelming power!

But the situation on the battlefield changes in an instant!

They were still alive and kicking one by one a moment ago!

next moment!

One by one, they all became the dead souls under Xiao Ling's hands, turned into ashes, and disappeared between the heaven and the earth!

"No!"

"Xiao Ling, you deserve to die, I want to kill you to avenge the disciples of Arhat Hall!"

"Two senior brothers, if you don't make a move yet, when will you wait!"

My heart roared, and a trace of fear flashed in my eyes!

He was shouting to fight and kill, but his footsteps were quietly retreating!

He already had the intention of retreating, he knew that he couldn't capture Xiao Ling today, and he had to go back to South Shaolin immediately to prepare the one hundred and eight arhats to subdue demons!

otherwise!

All three of their brothers and sisters will perish here!

"Sect Master Xiao, watch the punches!!"

"Sect Master Xiao, look at the palm!!"

Xinhu and Xinmei couldn't sit still, the ones who died were all the elite disciples of Luohan Hall in South Shaolin, every disciple was their treasure, and each one was the hard work of their Luohan Hall!

"Humph!"

"Two old monks, I will let you see what the real means are today!"

"Four Symbols of God's Will - Vulcan's Fury!"

Xiao Ling used the Void Step, a stream of black light flashed, and Xiao Ling's figure had already appeared in midair, like the brightest star in the dark night!

With Xiao Ling's soft drink, it fell down!

suddenly!

The battle scene has been changed!

Violent, terrifying, turbulent, surging power, like a power capable of destroying heaven and earth, crazily bloomed on Xiao Ling.

The second form of Vulcan's Fury in the Heaven's Will Four Elephants Jue has already surpassed the cognition of the three of them. This form is already like the law of heaven and earth in mythology!

moment!

Above the sky!

Dark clouds, lightning and thunder!

In the center of the dark clouds, it seems that something is brewing!

suddenly!

A huge vortex appeared in the center of the dark cloud, and under the vortex was Xiao Ling floating in mid-air!

A blood-red aura continuously flowed from Xiao Ling's whole body!

Then!

These blood-red auras slowly condensed behind Xiao Ling a phantom like a god!

A blood-red phantom more than ten meters high!

This phantom is like the master of fire!

His appearance turned the whole world into a sea of ​​red flames, even the sky turned red!

This huge red phantom completely protected Xiao Ling inside, like a red transparent qi shield, and the surrounding area of ​​the shield was already a raging sea of ​​flames!

"Three old monks, can you have the courage to face this blow?"

Xiao Ling, who was floating above the sky, had an aura of contempt for all sentient beings in his eyes!

Xiao Ling's voice was filled with endless domineering power!

Him at this moment!

It's like a real god!

And the bald heads on the ground seemed to be ants, and the ants were facing the gods!

He wanted to defeat the pride of the three old monks with one blow!

Seeing this, Xinmu's complexion changed, and he backed up directly, wanting to escape from the battlefield!

"Amitabha!"

"King Kong Immortal Body Divine Art!"

"Amitabha!"

"Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm-Thousand-handed Tathagata!"

Seeing this, Xinhu and Xinmei directly used their strongest attack and defense!

"Old monk, die!"

Xiao Ling's black body leaned forward slightly!

The huge blood-red phantom behind Xiao Ling also leaned forward!

immediately!

A shock wave of flames appeared that could destroy the world!

This flame shock wave has the ability to incinerate everything, and it is about to burn and destroy everything around it!

at the same time!

This flame shock wave carried the power of Vulcan, and killed two old monks, Xiang Xinhu and Xinmei!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The battle between the three triggered countless explosions!

The sound of the explosion was deafening, causing everyone to be temporarily deaf!

The powerful impact blasted a huge hole in the ground, and the energy lingered in the hole!

and!

The surroundings of the hollow have been turned into scorched earth with fiery red cracks!

There are not many people alive on the ground at this moment!

Even the Eighteen Arhats who were not beheaded by Xiao Ling just now have disappeared!

On the ground, there was only a trembling figure. This figure was golden all over, with golden beard and hair!

This golden figure that survived the attack of Vulcan's Fury is none other than Master Xinhu, the abbot of Nan Shaolin!

but!

His state at the moment is not much better!

He was just relying on Yi Jin Jing and King Kong's indestructible body magical skills to forcefully hold on. If Xiao Ling attacked again, the abbot of Nan Shaolin, Master Xinhu, he would also be dead, just like Xinmei and the disciples of Luohan Hall. !

"Abbot Heart Lake!"

"Have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky!"

Xiao Ling was suspended in mid-air, his voice was full of domineering power, and his image had the posture of overwhelming all sentient beings!

"Amitabha!"

The vajra body of Xinhu couldn't maintain it, and he returned to his original appearance, but at this moment, he was already as angry as a gossamer, and his life was on the verge of death!