It's just a collision between qi.

The roar sounded loudly.

Lin Yu's awe-inspiring aura collides with the old monk's Brahma.

The sympathy between heaven and man, and yin and yang correspond to the image.

It was already so intense and terrifying before it could be done.

Lin Yu has always liked to take the initiative when confronting the enemy.

This time, naturally, there will be no exception.

Seeing a stalemate.

He shook his arm with a knife.

There was a clear whistle from his mouth, and the sound hit the sky, and his body suddenly turned like a hurricane.

The Tiancongyun Sword seemed to be integrated with him.

The glittering shadows are gone, and there is no trace to be found.

In the light and shadows of the sky, it is impossible to tell where the person is or where the knife is.

I only felt that the air was filled with the cold sword intent.

The bitter sword intent hides a murderous aura.

Wherever you go, cut off the wind and stop the flow.

The faces of the two old monks changed, and the monk's robe suddenly bulged and then collapsed.

As one drum and one undulating, one swelling and one sagging, a harmonious energy is generated, which cleverly resolves the sharpness of the blade.

Three figures approached quickly.

The sound of qi collisions is endless.

Lin Yuren swung his sword and slid into the gap between the two.

For a moment, the sword shone everywhere and the light shone brightly.

The two old monks' joint force was about to be divided by one sword.

As each fights, no one can stop Lin Yu's sword intent.

Just then, a chuckle sounded in my ears.

It was said to be one, but it was actually two.

However, the laughter is so similar that it makes people unable to tell the difference.

Under the bitter sword light, the two old monks' bodies were united, twisting and tangling like poisonous snakes.

The magic of ancient yoga in India is fully demonstrated.

The bodies of these two people were actually twisted into a ball, like a conjoined baby.

The momentum between each other is flawlessly integrated.

Two heads and four arms, like a multi-armed arhat worshipped in a temple.

The skin exposed in the air shows a faint golden color.

Under the sunlight, the texture of metal is reflected.

Swaying your four arms, drawing a circle freely.

Layer layers of energy swept towards Lin Yu from all directions.

The Buddha said: Three thousand worries are better than one.

The moves of two old monks in red robe integrate the Buddha's words into it, showing the power of Buddhism.

A trace of energy wrapped around the blade.

The sword light is sharp, even if it can cut off the wind and flow, it cannot cut off the endless sorrow.

Lin Yu's pupils contracted slightly, and the long knife in his hand gradually fell into stagnation.

It seems that I have entered a vast swamp, with endless pressure from all directions.

At this moment, even if you draw a knife and retreat, it is probably difficult to escape the entanglements of layers of energy.

He wanted to slash his sorrow, but there were two ninjas hiding in the dark and staring at him, which made him unable to achieve his full success.

So, Lin Yu could only force himself to inspire and secretly urge him.

As soon as the knife light stagnated, it surged again in an instant.

It's like a beast trapped in the net, rushing left and right, and even fighting to the death, it's about to break free from its shackles.

In the whistling of the sword wind, the old monk who was united was swaying left and right like grass blowing under the strong wind.

What was particularly terrifying was that the body became as soft as the grass on the grassland, as if boneless.

The swaying posture in the wind fully depicts the charm of the four words "Like as silk".

Although the sword energy is sharp, the other party has no choice but to float in the wind and is completely free from any force.

Such an unseen and unheard of defense made Lin Yu not know where to attack or where to fall in his sword.

The ancient yoga technique of India is shining with dazzling light at this moment.

Onmyoji, the veteran general, the paladin and others watching the battle were stunned.

If they are in a different place, even if they face this endless soft ancient yoga technique, they will be as unattended as Lin Yu.

At this moment, although Lin Yu's face was calm, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

The strength of these two old monks cannot be underestimated.

What is particularly troublesome is their endless strange tricks.

The bodies of the two people were tightly entangled like soft bugs without bones.

The soft moves are like a faint fragrance floating, and they are everywhere.

The unpredictable reality of the Brahma is the same, strange and changeable.

Widths of gentle strong wind were stacked layer by layer, constantly piled up around Lin Yu.

Lin Yu felt like a moth walking against the wind, the sound of wind whistling in his ears, and his whole body was as painful as being poked by a needle.

Tianzhu yoga is indeed unique.

The former veteran general and Paladin Leonardo cooperated with each other and had a conflict of breath.

Although the two joined forces, their strength was not strong but weak.

Within one move, Lin Yu gave each of them the chance to defeat them.

If there are no other helpers to take charge, there may be danger of defeat.

But the two old monks in front of him were completely different.

The cooperation between them was the only tacit understanding that Lin Yu saw in his life.

The two people were not distinguished from each other, but they merged into each other, and they seemed to turn into one person.

Two heads and four arms, soft as willow catkins.

In a complete state, there is no force at all.

Let the overwhelming sword light be useless for a moment.

The effect of one plus one combination is far more than two.

Even Lin Yu couldn't help but secretly have a headache.

The power that is inseparable is like a mysterious black hole.

Gradually, Lin Yu felt the air flow around him stirring and pressing towards him from all directions.

Breathing begins to become difficult, and even visual hearing seems to be affected.

A slight and gentle energy filled the world, making him unable to avoid it.

A thought also comes from a thought that disappears, where birth and death are gone, and the chance of extinction arises.

There is something that is created out of nothing, and there is nothing that is created out of nothing.

The emptiness and reality are real and life, birth, death and death, and are combined with each other, without any gaps, and the yin damage is extremely severe.

Lin Yu, trapped in it, is like a spider plaguing and cannot be relieved.

Seeing the exciting part, the few people watching the game couldn't help but nod.

Lin Yu in front of him was already trapped in the fight between trapped beasts.

Qi, blood and energy are slowly exhausted.

In this way, the defeat will be almost certain.
To be continued...