Who is Shentu? How could he not be aware of the sneak attack from behind?
He turned around lightly, and as he waved his right arm, a huge black spiritual flame appeared in front of him.
As he gently moved his fingers, the spiritual flames suddenly spread out and turned into flame bombs, spraying out in all directions, covering the sky and the earth, covering the six "Nangong Spirits" within the attack range at the same time.
Overlapping shadows suddenly appeared on the six "Nangong Ling" in front of them, and they all disappeared, and all the flame bombs in the sky failed.
The next moment, Nangong Ling's body appeared on the other side three feet away from Shentu, with starry eyes and pink skirt, as elegant and elegant as a fairy, and even his hair was not messy.
"Illusion and spiritual skills?" Nangong Ling's excellent combat awareness surprised Shentu, "It's rare."
This "Sen Luo Wanxiang Divine Skill" is similar to Shangguan Junyi's "Bipolar Yin and Yang Skill". It has the characteristics of both martial arts and spiritual skills. It is also among the top ranks of all star spirit-level martial arts in ancient times. Shen Tu does not know it. , but mistakenly thought it was an illusion skill.
Nangong Ling did not pause, and quickly disappeared. When he appeared again, twelve graceful figures had transformed, surrounding Shentu.
The twelve "Nangong Lings" waved their long swords in unison, and sword lights of various colors circled and danced around their bodies. They were filled with brilliant colors and flowers, and they actually displayed the "Huifeng Luoyan Sword Technique" that Liu Qiqi had practiced hard for a long time.
Not many days have passed since Zhong Wen translated the "Huifeng Luoyan Sword Technique" and "Hunyuan Dao Sword". She actually used her own efforts to master these two high-grade swords at the same time without any "enlightenment". He is proficient in the practice of magic and the speed at which he can comprehend the spiritual skills is really unbelievable.
The visual effects of the "Hui Feng Luo Yan Sword Technique" are already flashy. Now twelve "Nangong Ling" are performing them at the same time. Countless colorful sword lights are flying like wild bees, scurrying around. If someone with a little less concentration sees it, I was afraid I would feel dizzy and faint.
For the first time, Shen Tu's face showed a solemn look, he clasped his hands together, and the spiritual mist surrounded his body so airtight that he actually went on the defensive.
"go!"
Nangong Ling let out a scolding sound, and the colorful lights surrounding Shentu shot towards him at the same time.
If you didn't take action, I still wouldn't be able to see where the real body is. Wouldn't it be exposed now?
Feeling that a certain part of the encirclement was under attack, Shen Tu raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a sinister smile.
The surrounding spiritual mist suddenly gathered towards that place, and he grabbed hard in the direction of the attack.
However, this hoped-for grab failed.
Shentu's face froze, knowing that something was wrong. Before he could disperse the black spiritual mist again, several colorful sword lights had already struck from behind, as fast as the wind and as powerful as a rainbow.
"ah!"
With a scream, the sword light entered from behind Shen Tu, then jumped out from the chest, stabbing him violently.
The "fifth pillar" staggered and staggered. He barely walked less than a foot away before he could no longer hold on and fell heavily to the ground with a "thud".
Is this the master of the "Dark Temple"?
But that's it!
Nangong Ling looked at Shentu lying on the ground and was about to sheath his sword when a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.
wrong!
A shadow appeared on her body and disappeared in a flash.
Almost at the same moment, a palm with black flames appeared where Nangong Ling originally stood, holding a piece of pink cloth.
Under the burning of the black spiritual fire, the pink cloth with orange stripes instantly turned to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Tu's tall and thin figure appeared at the place where Nangong Ling disappeared, with a sinister smile on his face, but a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
A few feet away in front of him, Nangong Ling's figure emerged. A large piece of the sleeve of his left arm was torn off, and black mist filled and spread along the breach.
Nangong Ling reacted very quickly, the sword light in his right hand flashed, and he removed his entire left sleeve with a swipe, revealing a snow-white arm as smooth as jade.
"What an incredible woman." Shentu stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, the desire in his eyes getting stronger, "I want you more and more."
"Illusion?" Nangong Ling looked at Shen Tu in front of him, then glanced at the "corpse" that was gradually dissipating on the ground, with a solemn look on his face.
"You are not the only one who knows magic and magic." Shentu said in a very relaxed tone, "You are very powerful, but it is a pity that you met me."
"Really?" Nangong Ling was slightly absent-minded for a moment, but soon regained his energy, his beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and he smiled sweetly: "I think that meeting me is your greatest misfortune."
Before she finished speaking, her body swayed, and she actually transformed into twenty-four phantoms.
These twenty-four "Nangong Spirits" instantly scattered across the entire battlefield. Their movements were no longer the same. Some were standing on the ground, some were sitting on trees, and some were using the "Returning Wind Luoyan Sword Technique" While attacking Shentu, some launched "light splitting sword techniques" to sneak attack on the Liangshan bandits and casual cultivators who were fighting with others.
For a time, in the eyes of everyone on both sides of the war, Nangong Ling's graceful figure was everywhere. He felt that he was everywhere in the sky and on the ground, turning left and right, strange and unpredictable, and actually had the posture of "one man forming an army".
What an amazing woman!
She can only belong to me!
With burning desire burning in Shentu's heart, he slowly raised his right hand filled with black flames and faced the three "Nangong Spirits" who were attacking him...
"They are indeed a bunch of trash." Demon Mandrill raised the giant blade in his hand and slowly walked towards the crowd, "It is really a shame to be on the same level as these idiots."
He looked around and saw that the other three people had opponents. He didn't bother to attack from both sides, so he set his sights on Zheng Yueting.
I saw this green-shirted girl with bright eyes and white teeth, a heroic appearance, and a lancet in her hand that was as powerful as a rainbow. She was incredibly brave to kill another Liangshan gangster in just a moment.
"It's still so-so." Ghost Mandrill murmured softly, "I'll give you a knife first."
After that, he swayed under his feet. He was clearly holding a heavy giant blade like a door panel, but his figure was as fast as the wind. He instantly appeared between Zheng Yueting and the two Liangshan gangsters. He raised the giant blade in his hand and pointed towards Zheng Yue. Ting chopped it off on the head.
Zheng Yueting was in the middle of the battle when she suddenly heard the sound of roaring air coming from above. She quickly pointed her toes to the ground, launched the "Immortal Step in the Cloud", and floated two feet backward.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the Demon Mandrill's giant blade, with black firelight, hit the spot where the girl was originally standing. The astonishing power dug a pit into the ground, causing rocks to scatter and dust to fly.
What a powerful force!
Zheng Yueting's expression changed slightly. The pressure brought by the masked man holding a giant blade in front of her was actually a bit stronger than that of Nangong Ling, Liu Qiqi and others.
The ghost mandrill missed a hit, and without stopping, he kicked off his feet, and his whole body suddenly jumped out, turning around in the air. The giant blade in his hand used the condescending force to chase Zheng Yueting again.
"Dang!"
Zheng Yueting gritted her teeth, unfolded the "Eighteen Wave-breaking Swords" and faced it. The giant blade and the lancet collided with each other, making an astonishing sound. She only felt an overwhelming force coming along the blade, shaking it. The entire right half of his body almost lost consciousness. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
If she hadn't been quick-sighted and used her left hand to hold the right hand's mouth, she might not even be able to hold the lancet and throw it away.
"Huh?" Ghost Mandrill didn't expect that this delicate girl could withstand the giant blade attack, so she didn't continue to pursue her. Instead, she praised her, "Not bad."
Zheng Yueting got a chance to breathe, hurriedly took two steps back, and activated the "Taihang Song Jue". Star spirit-level spiritual power flowed throughout her body, and her numb right hand quickly regained consciousness.
Knowing that she had met her lifelong enemy, her eyes were extremely solemn, and she held the lancet in her right hand in front of her, in a posture of full alertness.
"You are better than that loser Baili." Ghost Mandrill slowly raised the giant blade, "Come again!"
He seemed to take a step lightly, but he used a clever step that shrunk to an inch, and instantly appeared in front of Zheng Yueting. The surface of the giant blade was wrapped in black flames, as if carrying a huge force, slashing horizontally towards Zheng Yueting. Yueting's waist.
This time, Zheng Yueting, who was on guard, no longer fought head-on with him. She tapped her lotus feet lightly and walked gracefully, narrowly escaping this powerful slash. Her lips parted slightly, and she actually started to sing a song, The girl's delicate voice coupled with the beautiful melody is as intoxicating as celestial music.
At the same time as the song sounded, her whole body momentum changed, and the lancet in her hand transformed into billowing waves, surging towards the ghost mandrill. Its power was completely different from before.
Taihang Song Jue, a magical skill that can make you stronger just by singing!
Guidrilla's move failed. He saw the opponent's counterattack coming, but he did not panic. He just turned the giant blade in his hand slightly to one side and used it as a shield. With a "dang" sound, he easily blocked Zheng Yueting's sword.
However, the girl's attack was as surging as the ocean waves. Just after one strike passed, another strike came again, one wave after another, continuous and continuous.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
Ghost Mandrill lost the opportunity and had no choice but to swing the giant blade in his hand left and right, using it as a huge shield to resist Zheng Yueting's attacks. As the opponent's sword became more and more fierce, he gradually felt his arms sore and was a little tired of dealing with it.
I was actually suppressed by a woman!
Ghost Mandrill has always had his eyes set high above his head, and even the other eleven people in the "Twelve Pillars" were not considered by him. Now that a young woman like Zheng Yueting is beaten like a turtle, how can she swallow it? Take this breath.
There was a fierce light in his eyes, and his right hand was still resisting Zheng Yueting's sword, but he grabbed the air with his left hand and transformed into a black flame dragon in the air.
The dragon's long body was coiled up in several circles, its teeth and claws were bared, black spiritual flames were spitting out of its mouth, and it roared angrily and rushed towards Zheng Yueting, who was slashing with a knife.
He actually mastered the "Spirit Devouring Flame Dragon Kill"!
The other three members of the "Dark Temple" were shocked and looked at the black dragon hovering in the sky with expressions of disbelief.
Zheng Yueting looked around six directions. The moment she spotted the giant dragon, she knew there was nothing she could do. She retreated quickly and quickly evacuated out of the dragon's attack path.
Seeing the black dragon brushing past Zheng Yueting's body, Gui Mandrill suddenly raised his left hand slightly. The giant dragon that was about to hit the ground suddenly raised its head, jumped forward some distance, and unexpectedly hit Zheng Yueting's chest. forward.
"It's actually the 'dragon raises its head'!" Shentu, who was fighting with Nangong Ling, couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Spirit Devouring Flame Dragon Kill" is extremely powerful, but it is not a control-type spiritual skill. To change the direction of the dragon that has been beaten out, only a handful of geniuses who have honed this spiritual skill to the extreme can do it.
The dragon raises its head is the top fighting method...the unique technique of cultivating geniuses.
