The swords that were fired were extremely fast. In a flash of thought, Cheng Ling judged that there were eight swords in total, covering his whole body. No matter which side he dodge from, he could not dodge them all.
At the critical moment, powerful spiritual consciousness spread out, accurately determining the direction in which the sword was flying. Standing with the sword in his right hand, he yelled "Sword Condensation Technique", and his whole body was like a long sword unsheathed.
! ! !
There were three loud noises, blocking the three swords at the forefront. With his right foot as the axis, his body began to spin.
! ! ! ! !
The remaining five swords were all blocked from him, causing his arms to feel numb. At this time, after spinning, facing the sword heroes behind him, he was about to brag. Two silent daggers shot out of the holes again.
Everyone exclaimed, but before Cheng Ling could react, he thought they were all amazed by his previous performance and were planning to say something bad. Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine, and I felt something bad. With a sweep of my consciousness, I realized that the two daggers were already within inches of me.
He almost yelled, this mechanism was too insidious, the first wave of attacks had no effect, and there was a second wave of attacks hidden, and the movement was so small that it couldn't be detected at all.
At this time, he had already spun several times and blocked the previous five swords. The numbness in his arms had not dissipated yet. It was the time when the old strength had been exhausted and the new strength had not yet been born. In his busy schedule, he glared at his legs and managed to jump up half of his body.
"Damn it, it's better to be hit by a sword in the lower body than in the upper body!"
puff! puff!
There was a sharp pain in my buttocks. After landing, I kept on guard, fearing that a third wave of attacks would come.
Everyone behind him fell silent for a moment, and not long after, they burst into laughter, especially Wu Chenlong, who almost held his belly, bent down, stretched out a finger, and said intermittently: "Boss, you... you look like this It’s too… too cool!”
Only Cheng Ling's buttocks were visible, with two daggers submerged directly inside, leaving only two hilts. As he moved, he swayed back and forth, which was indescribably funny. When everyone heard Wu Chenlong speak and looked at his appearance, they burst into laughter again.
Cheng Ling's old face turned red. This was so embarrassing. He had never looked so bad. If it is difficult to insert it somewhere, insert it in this position. But the pain in my buttocks was real. Seeing those guys laughing at me made my teeth itch with hatred.
After laughing for a while, Liu Qingyan was an elder after all. She calmed down and asked, "How are you doing? Didn't you hurt your muscles?"
Cheng Ling was depressed and didn't know what to say. He just waved his hand and said, "It just hurts a little. I need to bandage it."
Xiyan regained consciousness and said distressedly: "Brother Ling, let me bandage it for you!"
Cheng Ling hesitated. This position was a bit indecent. Although the little sister's bandage must be very comfortable, she still couldn't say it. He glared at Zhang Hu fiercely and cursed: "You brat, didn't you see that Master was injured? Why are you still standing there?"
Zhang Hu suddenly woke up and ran to his side, supporting him towards the edge of the stone wall of the passage.
As Cheng Ling walked around, he touched the injured area and let out a "hiss" sound. He let out a breath of cold air and cursed in his heart: Damn, I didn't expect that the person who set up the trap would be so scheming. Not only did he set up traps in unexpected places, but he also divided them into different parts. Two dials, so gloomy!
When he came to the passage, he casually laid down a few hidden restraints, and asked Zhang Hu to pull out two daggers for him, and applied some healing ointment, finally regaining his composure.
He walked slowly in front of everyone, coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and then said: "It seems that this place is not safe.
Everyone be careful, let’s move on! "
Seeing that his walking posture was still awkward, Jian Yinghao suppressed his laughter and said, "Brother Cheng, how about I open the way in front and you take a rest!"
Cheng Ling twitched the corner of his mouth, clearly seeing the smile in this guy's eyes, and said decisively: "No, you continue to stand behind, the next attack may come from behind, don't blame me for not warning you!"
My day, it’s great to see me make a fool of myself, I’ll scare you to death!
Seeing his persistence, Jian Yinghao stopped talking and automatically returned to the back of the team.
Cheng Ling glanced at everyone, braced himself, and said, "Let's go!"
Turn around and continue walking forward!
This time, he was much more cautious, always paying attention to the changes in the stone walls on both sides of the passage, and dodged four traps along the way.
The mechanisms in front of me will be set up at a certain distance, and they are all double blows. I finally figured out the pattern.
This time, his forward speed began to increase again, and the passage became wider and wider, increasing from three feet in diameter to ten feet in diameter.
At this time, there was a bright light ahead, which should be the exit of the passage.
Everyone was refreshed, but Cheng Ling learned from the previous lesson and did not increase the speed very quickly. His consciousness was always paying attention to the changes in his surroundings.
Gradually, the distance to the exit was getting closer, but Cheng Ling slowed down.
Wu Chenlong was confused and came to him and asked: "Boss, why are you still slowing down? Is there any danger ahead?"
Cheng Ling explained: "I don't know yet, but the person who set up the passage mechanism is very cunning. It seems that he understands the weakness of human beings, or inertial thinking, which often inadvertently makes people relax, and finally gets his way. !”
"You mean, before walking out of the passage, there will be unexpected dangers?"
"Yes, I have a very strong feeling. Just like before, there is no dangerous passage, but suddenly the sword will be shot out; now, we are very close to the exit. According to common sense, this time is the most dangerous time. Time to relax.”
Wu Chenlong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but he didn't quite believe it in his heart. He whispered softly: The boss must have suffered setbacks before, and now he has become too cautious.
Cheng Ling glanced at him. Although he didn't hear what he said, he knew from his expression that he definitely didn't believe it. It can be seen from this that other people may have the same idea, but he is helpless. It is useless to talk and can only be proved by practice.
He slowed down and carefully observed the road ahead. Sure enough, just four or five feet away from the exit, one foot above the ground, there seemed to be a silk thread lying across in front of them. The thread was almost transparent. If Cheng Ling hadn't been careful, it was reflected by the sunlight and even he wouldn't have been able to detect it.
He waved his right hand to signal everyone to stop, and Jian Yinghao and Liu Qingyan walked up.
Jian Yinghao looked forward for a while and found nothing, so he asked: "Brother Cheng, is there anything wrong?"
Cheng Ling pointed forward and said, "There is a thread there. If you touch it, you don't know what will happen."
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, there was a thread lying across their eyes.
Bai Yiyi said: "That's very simple. The silk thread is only across the feet. Can we just jump over it?"
An idea flashed in Cheng Ling's mind and he jumped over? Would it be too simple? The more you don't pay attention, the more traps will come to you. When you get familiar with the routines of the traps, a thread suddenly appears. What is the plan of the owner who set up the traps?
Flashes in my mind, non-stop
various results of deduction. The best result is, of course, as Bai Yiyi said, to get through safely; there is another way, the silk thread will undergo some kind of change, forming an air wall to block everyone here.
I don’t know what the final result will be.
He hesitated for a long time, took a step forward, took out a middle-grade sword from the storage ring, and threw it toward the outside of the silk thread.
Danglanglang~!
The long sword was easily thrown to the opposite side of the silk thread without any obstruction. Cheng Ling wondered, could the simpler method be more feasible? But he still wasn't completely sure, and he cursed in his heart, Damn it, the person who set up the mechanism is having a mental war with me.
Seeing him stopping there, Liu Qingyan stopped moving forward and said, "Let me try it first. Just jump over like you did just now."
Jian Yinghao also said: "Brother Cheng, Senior Liu can't take risks easily, so let me go first."
Cheng Ling hesitated in his heart. Jian Yinghao was extremely powerful and ordinary changes should not be able to trouble him. But Liu Qingyan has lived hundreds of years longer, and must have richer experiences. It may be a good choice for her to step forward, but if something unexpected happens, how will she explain it to her master?
After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to let Jian Yinghao give it a try. He said: "Brother Jian, it's all your fault. Don't think about anything else. Just use the simplest way to jump over. The sound transmission token I gave you will still be there." Take it with you?"
"Don't worry! If anything happens, I will definitely communicate with you."
"Okay, be careful."
"Then I'm going!"
Jian Yinghao took two steps forward, getting closer to the silk thread. Holding the long sword in his right hand, he suddenly jumped towards the top of the silk thread.
Click! Click! Clang! Clang!
Just when he came to the top of the silk thread, a huge change occurred. The ground in front of the silk thread suddenly sunk, and then rows of sharp swords emerged from the ground. As soon as the sword hero stepped in, he would stab him through. end.
Not only that, dozens of holes appeared on the stone walls on both sides of the passage. Each hole seemed to spurt out a thread, like spider silk, trying to seal the entire space of the passage.
Cheng Ling was horrified. Fortunately, he was prepared. He took out a rope, tightly wrapped the sword hero in mid-air, and pulled him back.
Jian Yinghao's figure retreated quickly, but it was a little slower in the end. Several wounds were made on his body by the silk threads spurted out of the holes. Blood spurted out, and his whole body looked scarred.
With the help of Cheng Ling, he finally escaped from the range of the silk threads and fell in front of everyone. He said with lingering fear: "It's amazing. These threads are like sword energy, and my physical defense has no effect."
Cheng Ling stared closely in front of him. The threads were now like spider webs, crisscrossing the entire passage, and the only way to move forward was to completely destroy them.
He looked at the scars on Jian Yinghao's body and said in shock: "These threads are actually the silk of the Golden Silkworm."
"What is the golden silkworm?"
"I have only seen it in an ancient book. The golden silkworm is a creature from ancient times. The most precious thing it spits out is the silk. This kind of silk has not decayed for thousands of years and is extremely sharp. Sword cultivators in ancient times , often incorporating silk into swords to increase their power."
"Then how to crack the silk in front of you?"
"The silk of the Golden Silkworm is very tough. Judging from your injury, Brother Sword, the silk thread can only be spun by an adult Golden Silkworm at least. This is troublesome. Unless you have a top-notch sword, it will be impossible to cut it!"
When everyone heard this, they were immediately confused. Where can they find the best sword?
