My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

This trick is quite powerful.

Everything around him seemed to freeze with his attack.

It seems that this Yangshen lord is quite confident, thinking that Lin Xiang can be taken down with this move alone.

It's a pity he was wrong.

Lin Xiang took a step forward, only using his own fists to hit him.

The short violent collision made Yangshen Temple tremble in an instant.

Yang Shen's face changed, he didn't expect that Lin Xiang could easily block his punch.

The merits and virtues around him were shattered, and he took half a step back, frowning.

He even easily resisted his own punch with a mere physical body.

The strength is terrifying, not at the level of Yin God at all, probably on par with myself.

The Yang God's Qi-nourishing skill is naturally unusual, even if he is surprised, it is impossible to be seen, but the three Yin Gods who watched the fun gasped, Lin Xiang is really so powerful?

On the premise of not using merits and virtues, he can easily confront the Yang God.

"not good."

When Yangshen came to his senses, Lin Xiang smashed down with another punch.

But the target is not him, but the middle-aged man.

"Lord Yangshen, save me."

In the face of Lin Xiang's fist hitting him, he couldn't even give up the slightest resistance.

Can only witness the fist getting closer.

Yang God wanted to save his own people, if Lin Xiang killed the people in the temple recklessly in front of the majestic Yang God, he might become a laughing stock in the future, but it was too late to make a move.

The middle-aged man received a solid punch from Lin Xiang in the chest, and his internal organs were shattered by the blow. He stretched out his hand to Yangshen unwillingly, tilted his head, and died.

Before he died, he still didn't believe that Lin Xiangdang really dared to kill someone in front of Lord Yangshen.

Following the death of the middle-aged man, the scene suddenly became extremely silent.

Yangshen glanced at the middle-aged man who was crushed to death by Lin Xiang. This was his loyal servant who had been with him for decades.

With a wave of his hand, he mobilized a hundred years of merit and was about to completely crush Lin Xiang to avenge his subordinates.

Seeing this, Lin Xiang sneered repeatedly.

It came just fine.

He had long coveted the huge merits and virtues of this person.

At least 500 years.

Having gained these 500 years of merit, my own strength has been raised to a higher level, let alone.

Use the universe in your sleeves, take out the merit weapon to open the sky.

Get ready.

At this moment, Yangshen was condescending, he had never encountered such a disgusting existence like Lin Xiang, beheading his own people in public, losing his face, is tolerable or unbearable.

It has been decades, and I have never done anything seriously. It seems that I have to show my real skills today.

To prove to the world that Yangshen is an existence far beyond the strength of Jindan.

It can even completely crush monks.

Unlike the Yin God, who was completely crushed by the monks.

Reach out and take out a golden Zen stick from the century-old merit that has turned into a river.

It is also a meritorious weapon.

Lin Xiang was quite surprised to see the Zen stick in Yangshen's hand.

He thought that virtuous weapons were rare in a hundred years, but he didn't expect to see one from Yangshen.

"The power of the Yang God is not something that you, the mere Yin God, can understand."

Raising the Zen staff in his hand, the light emitted is really dazzling!

Everyone present looked at the so-called Yang God in horror.

The people in Yangshen Temple retreated one after another.

For them, this power is too terrifying.

It's so scary that they don't even have the courage to resist.

In everyone's mind, Lin Xiang was indeed strong, but only strong. Facing a power like Yangshen, he couldn't resist at all.

So Lin Xiang's death is only a matter of time.

After seeing this golden light, the people in Tianhan City knelt down and prayed in the direction of the Sun Temple.

After Yangshen felt the steady stream of merit, he let out a disdainful laugh at Lin Xiang.

"Yin God is just an ant-like existence, and he wants to challenge my authority."

As soon as the words fell, the Zen staff in Yangshen's hand swung down, and the target was Lin Xiang's head.

Lin Xiang stared fixedly at the Zen stick that was waving towards him.

He raised the sky-opening ax in his hand and swung it out. After the violent collision, the world did not collapse as everyone imagined. On the contrary, it was extremely quiet.

The people who witnessed all this showed puzzled expressions.

what happened?

An old man in a gray robe appeared on the Tianhan City Tower and stood still, explaining:

"Collections of powerful forces cancel each other out."

Everyone was taken aback.

It turned out to be the case.