C1317 On What Basis Do You Think You Are
C1317 On What Basis Do You Think You Are
With a loud crash, the shadow of his palm smashed down. The resulting huge palm wind blasted away the corpse on the ground.
"Don't force yourself, fellow cultivator. My King Kong Palm is no longer the same as it was in the past. You cannot resist it."
Seeing Lin Fann stubbornly resisting, Wang Ye teased: "Give up, give up, you can still be saved by letting go of the butcher knife."
"Smelly Taoist, did you forget that I also know King Kong Palm?"
Lin Fann held his breath as he tried to block the gigantic palm. Just now, dealing with a thousand elites had almost used up all of the True Qi in his body, and now, dealing with the King Kong Palm was extremely difficult.
Coincidentally, he had the same source of power as the King Kong Palm in his body, and was even at a higher level than the King Kong Palm itself.
The Power of Merit spread outwards from the inside, finally condensing into a sharp awl, which then flew towards the large hand on top of the illusion. If Wang Ye's King Kong Palm was a huge object, then Lin Fann's contribution was a small awl.
Although it seemed small, it was actually quite powerful. Under the golden light, it was sparkling with a lustering white color. It looked as if it should have been extinguished, but it was still flickering with such a strong light.
"Such a powerful skill like this was actually blocked. Isn't this too inconceivable?"
The Mighty Sailor's eyes were wide open as he stared at the situation on the battlefield. This kind of action was completely against common sense, leaving him flabbergasted. Even from such a distance, he still felt an intense pressure.
He could even feel that brat in front of him. Not only was he fine, he could even resist?
As the person in charge of underground boxing, his combat ability was very strong, so a 1v5 was no problem. However, if he was in Lin Fann's position, he would probably be smashed into pieces like the elites.
"How is this possible? How can you possess the power of Merit? "
Seeing the white light radiating from Lin Fann's body, Wang Ye seemed to have seen a ghost as he exclaimed, "Impossible, this is impossible …"
If the King Kong Palm could be said to be the top cultivation technique of the buddhist faith, then the power of karmic virtue could be said to be the top cultivation method of the buddhist faith. The difference between a cultivation technique and a mental cultivation method was a single word, but the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
The King Kong Palm could be learned through cultivation, but the power of merit could only be gained through one's own body. Those with impure minds simply couldn't possess the power of virtue. What was with this power of virtue that this kid had?
"You are only allowed to learn King Kong Palm, and you don't allow me to have the power to perform meritorious deeds?"
Looking at the wide-eyed Wang Ye, Lin Fann snorted coldly and said: "Do you think that the King Kong Palm is stronger or is the Power of Merit?"
"No, I won't allow it." Angry by Lin Fann's words, Wang Ye roared, "You can't have the power of meritorious service, how can you have the power of meritorious service?"
Why?
He killed his fellow sect disciple and then killed the Buddhist monk, which was why he risked his life to cultivate the King Kong Palm. Right now, Lin Fann actually saw him use the King Kong Palm one time and then learn it.
It would have been fine if that was all, but why did he possess the power of karmic virtue now? In order to learn Buddhist techniques, Lin Fann's cultivation went berserk, but he was completely fine.
He could not accept the contrast. Why?
"The golden light has dimmed." The golden light has dimmed.
"It didn't dim but changed color, turning into a very pure black color."
"The Daoist priest has also changed. His face is ferocious and terrifying."
The golden light began to fade, and in just five seconds, the black transformation was completed. The comfortable feeling from earlier had disappeared and was replaced by a strong sense of oppression.
"Die! You must die! You must die!"
Covered in black, Wang Ye seemed to have gone insane. "The power of your merit is very weak, I can easily kill you if I were to do so."
The demonheart invasion had completely lost control.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fann cursed in his heart. At this time, he was actually being completely demonized by the inner demons.
Not good, not good at all.