"If you don't take action, he will be defeated!"

Beiling looked at Yajun, who was fighting with Wa Liang and the evil monk. The latter relied entirely on supernatural energy, and Beiling could also see that there was a restriction sealed in his body. That restriction suppressed a faint wave of terrifying energy.

, and even suppressed his own strength by half. Therefore, every time he fought, he could not use the spiritual skills of the Fumo family, but only relied on his own supernatural energy. Such a confrontation was obviously impossible to last for a long time.

"You seem to be underestimating that guy?"

Zifeng glanced at Beiling with a half-smile.

In confusion, Beiling turned to look at Yajun again. At this time, he was still the same. But the power suddenly... became much stronger.

"What's going on? Why did his strength suddenly increase so much?"

Beiling's face couldn't be seen, but there was a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Didn't you feel the seal in his body? The seal began to loosen, and the suppressed power began to emerge."

Zifeng could clearly feel that the imprisonment in Yajun's body was somewhat unstable. It was this instability that made him suddenly become much stronger.

Zifeng is really looking forward to it. What is sealed in his body?

That faint breath of energy made even him feel a little palpitated.

There was no visible change in Zifeng's appearance, but those slightly blue pupils were staring at Yajun very seriously.

"Yimu Golden Dragon, transform the universe!"

The evil monk looked very ferocious. Yajun's sudden increase in strength also made him a little panicked, but he calmed down immediately. The skull beads worn on his neck were emitting bursts of black energy. As they swayed, Yajun

Above the head, a Qiankun formation immediately appeared, emitting bursts of evil energy.

"All evil and evil things retreat, taking me as a mark, engraved, the mark of life and death."

Yajun made a seal with his hands, and a faint blue light appeared from the void. A huge Yin-Yang seal struck the Qiankun Formation solidly with supernatural energy.

bump……

The sound of the huge energy collision almost made the dark night shine into day.

The evil monk's beads were scattered as the Qiankun Formation broke apart. He even took a few steps back before listening. Surprise finally appeared in his evil eyes.

The same is true for Yajun. In the fight between two people, although his strength is much stronger than before, the evil monk's Qiankun Formation is also very important. He barely managed to take this blow, and he also took a few steps back. He only felt a sweetness in his throat, but forced

He swallowed the blood.

"You go to hell!"

Yajun didn't care about the unstable breath and fluctuations in his body. As soon as he stopped, he stepped forward and rushed forward like a cannonball. The strange energy contained in his fist made his fist faintly glow with blue light.

His eyes were still full of bloodthirsty light.

"Muyi burns fire and transforms into samadhi..."

Faced with Yajun's thunder blow, Xie Monk did not dare to neglect at all. Judging from the aura exuded by the latter at this time, he was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning of the fight.

"This madman!"

When Zifeng looked at Yajun, who didn't care about himself at all, and looked like a fighting machine, not only did his heart skip a beat, but the corners of his mouth even twitched slightly.

Zifeng could tell that Yajun really wanted to kill him?

bump!

bump!!

bump!!!

The energy fluctuations increased, and Yajun almost became more and more frustrated, completely falling into a state of madness. Even if he was knocked away every time, he seemed not to worry, almost stopping and attacking again, not giving the evil monk any chance to breathe.

And that evil monk, with his gloomy pupils, slowly turned from surprise to fear. In his opinion, Yajun was a madman.

He was attacked one after another, and his arms were numb with shock. The strange energy, I don't know what it was, offset his attacks every time, but the attacks containing strange energy were more terrifying than his own authentic Taoism.

bump……

The fist hit the evil monk's chest firmly. His body was thrown far away, and then he fell heavily on the bluestone floor. A mouthful of blood with black air came out of his mouth.

Yajun landed on the bluestone floor. He looked at the evil monk lying on the ground with a sinister smile. Although he had suffered a lot of trauma in his body during the long-term collision, he still managed not to fall down.

Yajun's footsteps were very gentle and he leaned over, as if stepping on the evil monk's heart, which made him look more and more panicked. Looking at Yajun, in addition to disbelief, there was also an indescribable fear.

"You shouldn't have set your sights on her..."

Yajun shook his head, a trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but the killing intent was stern, and there was only a cold feeling in his eyes. When his hand turned slightly, the supernatural energy began to gather, causing his fist to be wrapped in a faint blue light.

"..."

The evil monk could not even raise his resistance at this time, and could only look at Yajun in horror as if the god of death was coming.

Yajun's arm was raised gently, and at the moment when the cold light flashed in his eyes, it suddenly crashed down with a strong oppressive wind.

A sense of life and death crisis instantly made the evil monk unable to even think about resisting.

bump……

The fist was tightly held a few centimeters away from the evil monk's head, and the strong wind contained in it allowed the evil monk to clearly feel the terrifying energy wrapped in his fist.

Zifeng's hand tightly grasped Yajun's arm to stop the fatal blow.

"We can't kill? You can't, and neither can I!"

They can destroy souls, but they cannot kill people. Although evil monks do many evil things, they are still human after all. Unless it is for self-defense.

Yajun's cold pupils were still staring at those frightened eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was vaguely uncontrollable.

However, what he suppressed, no matter what, was that he was a ghost catcher with supernatural powers and Taoist skills. He could only catch ghosts and not kill people. This was not their limit. The fist wrapped in blue light gradually dimmed. Yajun gradually let go

Opened his own hand.

"Let's go!"
Chapter completed!