Look In the Mirror Chapter 25

Chapter 25 The twenty-fifth palm cup don't stop

This palm is extremely ingenious.

Like a butterfly wearing flowers, it shuttles among the intertwined shadows of sticks.

is directly printed on the shoulder of one of the monks.

This high five is not strong.

But the victory lies in being able to disrupt the opponent's momentum.

Sure enough, after the monk got the trick, he felt a mass of qi stagnate in his chest, and his whole body was full of qi and blood.

As soon as his body became cold, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

The long stick in his hand was half a beat behind.

At this time, the other three long sticks have fallen at the same time.

just hit Li Chen.

This one after the other, but in the blink of an eye.

In the martial arts arena, all the monks cheered loudly.

I only said that the little monk must be seriously injured.

But... when Li Chen showed a smile on his face and fought together again.

Everyone was stunned.

Why didn't the multi-attack trigger?

In the Daxiong Palace, Ji Mie frowned: This kid... unexpectedly discovered a flaw in the formation?

At this time, the rhythm of the formation is out of order.

Strike while the iron is hot, Li Chen hastily swung another palm.

"Fifth Prayer!"

Another palm, and that person again.

This time the monk couldn't bear it any longer, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The other three were in a mess, learning from the scriptures and breaking the formation without attacking.

"We lost."

The scripture learning formation is broken.

Sanbao Temple became unprecedentedly dead silent.

All the monks looked at each other.

In the Daxiong Palace.

Ji Mie Zen Master looked at the scene in the water mirror.

I feel a little ashamed.

He looked at Lonely Zen Master, and said with a gloomy expression, "Congratulations, brother, for accepting a good student."

After finishing speaking, he will get up and leave.

"Slow down."

Ji Mie paused.

Follow the sound and look.

It was actually a skinny old man sitting at the top.

He was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Uncle Uncle, please give me instructions."

Chan Master Obscure is one of the three great monks of Shasheng Temple.

On weekdays, he is taciturn and rarely asks about common matters.

"Set up the thirteen blood Rakshasa array."

Monk Ji Mie thought he had heard wrong.

Looked at the old monk in confusion with horror on his face.

Hesitantly said: "Master...this..."

After the innate realm, the true energy is released and condensed into gang qi, which can be condensed into a gang shape.

Compared with the acquired state, it is a qualitative leap.

The Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation is a kind of blood phase that is comparable to the innate stellar energy formed by the acquired monks through the external release of blood energy.

Once the blood gas is condensed into a blood phase, it can compete with the innate monks.

The obscure Zen master fixed his eyes on Li Chen in the water mirror, obviously very interested.

"Uncle, Li Chen is only in the acquired state, it is impossible to break the thirteen blood Rakshasa formation."

"Don't worry, the old man will take good care of him."

Ji Mie couldn't help guessing: It turns out that the uncle was trying to teach.

The obscure Zen master has a profound cultivation level, but he has never accepted disciples.

Could it be that he wanted to accept disciples?

Ji Mie couldn't help but glance at Li Chen in the mirror: This kid is really lucky.

Then he casually made a formula.

Put your fingertips into the water mirror in front of you.

In the martial arts arena, Li Correction was a little at a loss.

This guy in front of him.

Since stepping into the Three Treasures Temple, he has made five palms in total.

The first palm defeats the stick monk Li Hong.

The second palm defeated the monk Li Zhao.

The third palm breaks the three-treasure formation.

The fourth and fifth palms break the scripture learning formation.

Doing this is really shocking.

Just when he was about to step forward to face Li Chen.

A ray of light descended from the sky, and it was shooting into Li Geng's Tianling Gai.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy, sweeping away the previous decadence.

"Cloth...Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Sanbao Temple fell silent.

"Li Chen, I admit that you are amazing, but so what?"

"No matter how powerful you are, can you avoid the Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation?!"

Li whispered even lower.

Li Geng's voice just fell.

Thirteen figures suddenly appeared on the martial arts arena.

They wore red monk robes, held blood knives, and had eyes as cold as beasts.

Li Chenyuan frowned.

Thirteen blood Rakshasa formation? !

Three Treasures Chanyuan is going to kill you.

The Thirteen Blood Rakshasa Formation, inherited from the ancestor of Minghe.

The thirteen people who make up the formation, although they are all only acquired cultivation.

But after the formation of thirteen people, they condense into blood, but they have the power to fight against innate masters.

Thirteen killing intents, intertwined together.

It's like a big net that splashes the sky.

While you have great powers, I can only be your fish.

Li Chen glanced at Li Sao who was tied to a pillar.

Suddenly there is an urge to turn around and leave.

The thirteen monks didn't talk nonsense either.

In the blink of an eye, a knife has already been cut.

This knife is like an antelope hanging horns, and it is popular outside the world.

Even though Lichen's reaction is not slow.

It is dangerous to avoid.

But as soon as it landed, the second knife was already in sight.

Li Chen's heart tightened.

The blade is so sharp.

She swayed a bit, but managed to avoid it again.

So, the thirteen people are like a cat catching a mouse.

One knife after another.

Rang Lichen didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Finally, the knife grazed his chest and flew out obliquely.

Although Li Chen tried his best to dodge.

Ke Yuebai still had an extra hole in his robe.

There are blood stains oozing faintly inside.

It is so sharp.

"Cause and Effect Transformation Art" can remove strength.

But Lichen is only the first level.

It still cannot offset the damage of the weapon.

But after seeing the blood, Li Chen didn't show any fear.

Knowing that this time is more than good luck.

On the contrary, he was full of pride in his chest.

Subconsciously, he took out a wine gourd from under the monk's robe.

Gudong Gudong.

Filled half the pot vigorously.

Although it is just bad wine in the country, it is quite thirst-quenching.

"Again!"

He held the jug in one hand, and he swung lightning three palms with the other.

"Six prayers!"

"Seven prayers!"

"Eight thanks!"

Bang bang bang.

The three palms form a line.

【"Bacchus" is infected by your fighting passion and activates your personality: don't stop drinking. 】

【Cup Moding: It comes with a 'combo strike' effect. When attacking, there is a chance to trigger a combo attack, the true energy will turn, and another palm will hit. 】

Li Chen was shocked.

He originally wanted to issue a palm.

Unexpectedly, with a palm sacrifice, the true energy flowed quickly again, and an extra palm was issued.

I have to say that "Bacchus" is really a miracle.

Drinking wine comes with a 'fake', and the next hit is a critical hit.

Cup Mo Ting comes with a 'combo strike', and the next hit is sure to hit.

incredible.

Thirteen Blood Rakshasa is practicing "Blood Phase Magic Art".

This method is inextricably linked with the "Blood Demon Disintegration Dafa".

When performing exercises, the body can turn into blood mist.

Switch back and forth between virtual and real.

Use this to avoid attacks from all parties.

Therefore, it is very difficult to deal with.

The monk saw the wind coming from Lichen's palm, and hurriedly performed his magical skills, turning it into a blood mist.

Boo.

This palm immediately hit the empty space.

There was a muffled sound.

The monk's body immediately changed from virtual to real.

Before he could react.

bang~

Two consecutive palms were being printed on his chest.

Blood Rakshasa is in the weakest state when it changes from reality to reality.

Li Chen can be regarded as a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

Two real palms directly knocked the monk into the air.

It took several breaths before rejoining the battle formation.

Li Chen was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Cup Moting, who had just been unlocked, unexpectedly became the nemesis of Blood Rakshasa.

Immediately no hesitation.

Greedy one-style swings one after another.

Ten prayers.

Eleven prayers.

Seventeen prayers.

Eighteen prayers.

Nineteen prayers!

For a moment, palm shadows flew across the martial arts arena.

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