Chapter 1673 (1/2)

When the lines disappear, the ring stops shaking.

The evil monk in the muddle circle just reacted.

He hastened to urge the soul force, intending to resist, but as soon as he moved, he realized that something was wrong.

This hand on the neck... Why is it so powerful?

Is this guy really a genius of the iceberg?

The evil monk was frightened and his brain was shaking. People were crazy driving force, but... It didn't work.

Since the power of the other side has suppressed the evil monk!

At the same time, an iron fist has already exploded.

Bang!

The fist was like a mountain in the sky, with the power that could not be described by words, it hit his chest heavily.

In an instant, the evil monk let out a big mouthful of blood, and his chest was directly pierced by the fist. The overwhelming power of the fist tore his body into cracks.

In the blink of an eye, the famous evil monk became so miserable.

All the people under the stage were in a daze.

People were staring at the Xuanjin challenge arena, but they could not speak.

Ice family here is stupefied, by the shock in front of the scene to completely shocked.

”Hello, then... Is that master Bingyang?”

”I... I don't know...”

”when did master Bingyang have such terrible power? Even... Even the evil monk... Was pressed on the ground by him... ”

” too terrible! ”

”What's going on here?”

The ice family's lips trembled, and they were completely confused.

Binghai is also completely stupefied at the moment. He looks at the challenge arena stupidly, but he can't return to God for half a day.

”Asshole!”

At this time, an angry roar sounded from the ring.

Just look at the evil monk's body out of a lot of dark breath, these breath is gloomy and cold, such as nine you Yin wind, once born, it is like a fist, fiercely toward the ice sun.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Dong...

after fighting for a while, the evil monk grasped the flaw of the other side and roared with his fist.

Soon, the ice sun was blown away.

The evil monk's chest was full of blood, but he suddenly stood up, pulled off the black Buddhist beads on his neck, folded his hands, pinched out the Buddhist seal, closed his eyes, and quickly recited a strange Buddhist language.

We can see that his whole body rippling with the dark breath quickly condenses together, and behind him, a huge and dark image of the Buddha appears.

Bingyang adjusted his body, and his eyes under the mask were particularly cold. He stepped forward again and went to the evil monk.

Although Bingyang didn't launch any terrible soul skills, and even the soul power offered by his body was very thin, I don't know why everyone under the stage looked at Bingyang at the moment, and his heart felt a throb that could not be expressed by words.

It's like the God who can kill the Buddha.

”Don't look down on the poor monk!”

The evil monk suddenly opened his eyes, glared at Bingyang and made a roar. Then the huge Buddha hand came down from the sky and beat towards Bingyang fiercely.

The huge Buddha's palm fell from the sky, which shattered the void and even cracked the extremely solid Xuanjin arena, which was full of extinction momentum.

”Ah?”

There were shouts of surprise from below.

Is it really human power that can take on such a terrible move?

”Yang'er, be careful!”