Chapter 239 Pile Driver

The nameless tune sounded in the Buddhist hall, but the soft tone was as heavy as a bell.

As the minor tune plays, some kind of terrifying monster descends.

"Is this what it feels like to have extraordinary military skills? Are there any players who have such extraordinary abilities that have long since ceased?" The old monk looked at the ancient soldiers a few steps away, as if some kind of terrifying madman was about to emerge from his body.

His hands couldn't help but tremble, which was a disgusting reaction to the killer's instinct. Every muscle and every bone in his body was groaning.

His whole body was warning him to stay away from this dangerous guy.

Stay away from this murderous demon!

That is, extraordinary military strength!

"I haven't felt this kind of fatal danger since the Taoist Chaoren seven years ago. It's really rare." The old monk suppressed his uneasiness. After becoming Chaoren, he met a The Taoism is extraordinary.

The other party was very strong and saw his secret immediately. They clamored to eliminate harm for the people.

Unfortunately, she didn't do it and lost her life in vain.

When I saw her unwilling face and angry eyes.

The old monk was extremely disgusted, and he didn't know that he was disgusted with himself. Or simply he didn't want to see outsiders showing him such expressions and eyes.

So, he spent three days eating the extraordinary one. Once you eat it you won't see it again.

I don’t know if it’s retribution from a curse or psychological distortion.

Since eating that transcendent being, he can no longer eat normal food. And has a strong urge to eat people.

This is also the reason why he stayed in Yucun. Those who got the black umbrella came to Yucun to pursue salvation.

The attributes of successful people are improved and they become pseudo-supernormal, which changes their lives.

The loser becomes the inhuman monster. At the same time, it became his food.

To him, although those losers were not as good as the extraordinary ones, their flesh quality was pretty good.

Unexpectedly, he recalled some terrible scene, and saliva secreted rapidly in his mouth.

The old monk suppressed his body's instinct to resist Bingwu and roared in a low voice: "I haven't tasted Bingwu Chaorhan yet!"

He took a step forward and waved the six-ring staff in his hand. The gray beard moves without the wind, which is extremely scary.

Li Changhe chuckled. The jet mod knife in his hand spurted out bright blue flames.

Ever since Li Changhe raised his physical attribute to 13 points, he has yet to fully display his extraordinary military skills.

It’s not easy to put your best effort into competing with your companions. Now, a suitable guy came.

"Then, let's kill the evil Buddha with force today." Li Changhe breathed out, and lightning burst out from his body.

The old monk's eyes flickered, although he had a trump card.

But the guy in front of him is by no means someone who can be defeated easily.

The evil aura on his body was far greater than his own, and he didn't know how many people he had killed.

I saw Li Changhe swing his left hand like a whip, throwing out a cold light.

The cold light hit the palace pillar on the left, but there was a strange refraction, and it turned and stabbed the old monk in the chest.

I don’t know if it’s too late to react, or if there’s no need to react. The old monk remained unmoved and watched helplessly as the cold light hit his chest.

'Bang'

The strong air flow stirred up a cloud of mud.

In the mud, the old monk was knocked back several steps, and his cassock had been torn to pieces. A deep blood mark appeared on his chest, but a disgusting tumor bulged, and the wound was quickly covered up.

He actually resisted the punishment spike that triggered the effect of killing hundreds of heads. The price paid is just a few steps back. The defense is simply terrifying.

However, the attack was not over yet, and the mud floating in front of him was disturbed.

A Mo Dao slashed down with a brilliant green fire.

After Li Changhe threw the punishment spike, he stepped forward and slashed with his sword.

The old monk wanted to block the blade, but Mo Dao was too fast and had not waited for him to swing the six-ring staff.

The blade struck the old monk on his left shoulder. But there was a sound of metal cutting.

The Mo Dao blade penetrated about two centimeters into the old monk's shoulder, making it difficult to move forward.

Li Changhe did not draw out the Mo Dao, but decisively let go and stepped forward.

He made a fist with his right hand and hit the old monk's facial bones. At the same time, a tiger roar resounded through the Buddhist hall.

This is a tiger climbing a mountain hard!

The strong force knocked the old monk backwards.

The attack was not over yet. The moment Li Changhe struck back, he paused with his left hand and withdrew the Jet Mo Dao that was still stuck on the monk's shoulder with his right hand.

He slashed off the old monk's exposed neck with his sword again. He actually wanted to behead the old monk with one knife.

But this time, the old monk reacted. Protecting his neck with both hands and arms, he took another stab.

"Bang!"

The old monk took a few steps back, his hands and arms covered with blood.

Kill a hundred heads and use the Mo Dao to force the tiger to climb the mountain, and then behead them with the Mo Dao. This set of smooth murderous intentions made the old monk feel the fatal danger for the first time in a long time.

But as the sarcoma agitated, his wounds recovered.

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Reaching out to straighten the bridge of his nose, the old monk felt wary.

Since the battle with that Taoist super being, he has never been injured again.

Last night, against the black-clad priest who was a [player], he was able to defeat the enemy without any injuries.

At this moment, Li Changhe showed him blood, and he was indeed very strong.

"The supernormal soldier is indeed terrifying, but the duration of the supernormal soldier is too short. Especially when the supernormal system is completely in decline, how long can a supernormal soldier last?" He thought quickly in his heart: "During this period of time, I just need to protect the vital points. He can't break his glass body, and the victory belongs to me."

I don't know if the supernormal soldier will taste better than the supernormal Taoist.

The old monk is looking forward to it.

But suddenly there is a sharp pain in the back, and a silver spike has pierced into the back at some point. The wound is not deep and has not hurt the vital points.

"When is this?" The old monk's face changed. He didn't notice that Li Changhe threw out the second spike.

He wanted to take off the spike and recover quickly.

But he heard a laugh, and the demon-like figure asked with a smile

"Have you heard of a pile driver?"

Then, the demon snapped his fingers.

'Snap'

Micro-control of the weapon!

The long nail that had pierced the old monk's back was pushed again, and then

"Puff!" The old monk spat out blood foam, and he felt a strong force surging from his body, and the long nail behind him penetrated three centimeters into his body again.

"Donor, I..."

'Pah'

The old monk was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Aren't you looking for Luo Qiao? I tell you"

"Don't stop." Yun Ting's voice came calmly in his mind: "Continue."

Li Changhe nodded silently and snapped his fingers again.

'Pah'

The old monk's gray skin was stained red with blood, and he knelt on his knees.

He looked down at the nail tip that had pierced from his chest.

It seemed to be dead.

And at the moment when Li Changhe put down his arm.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a black shadow quickly pierced into his tattered cassock.

"Demon-breaking pestle!"

It was a sharp tool as long as 20 centimeters like a dagger.

It stabbed at Li Changhe's forehead with lightning speed.

This was the old monk's last trump card. It was also the move that broke the black priest's defense skills yesterday.

At this moment, it was waiting for Li Changhe to think that he was dead and relax his vigilance.

"Big brother lead!"

And Li Changhe remembered it. He analyzed from the beginning that the old monk had dangerous long-range attack methods.

Throwing the old lead, it hit the magic pestle accurately.

Although he had arrow avoidance protection, he didn't have to worry about any long-range attacks. But it was better to be careful, so as not to be attacked by any mysterious attacks.

When the old monk saw the black sphere, he suddenly opened a big mouth full of sharp teeth from the crack.

He bit the sharp teeth of the magic pestle in one bite, which was really scary.

Perhaps, the child who wanted to take him out of the valley that year. Before being eaten by him, he also thought so, right?

The master of confession could not have any more ideas.

Because the long nail pierced into his body pushed again, the strong force directly blew him into two pieces.