"Liu Ningshi, stop?" Yin Ying heard Yu Shuiyang's screams and felt that Liu Ningshi was slapping her in the face.
"You bitch, you have to ask my fist if you want to go over there." An Dafang moved a few steps laterally and blocked the middle of Yin Ying and Liu Ningshi with one fist.
"Hahaha! Wonderful, really wonderful! What a trick to make bitter meat out of bitter meat." The man in green suddenly let out bursts of wild laughter, attracting everyone's attention: "My silkworm silk has not been broken for a long time."
"Hiss!" A voice like a poisonous snake spitting a message came out from nowhere, causing everyone to look around.
"Yeah, yeah! It's not good, big brother is going to show off his power." Zuo Tianhao heard the "hissing" sound and got goosebumps all over his body. He turned around and ran: "Miss Yin, let's go quickly."
"Wow!" As soon as Zuo Tianhao finished speaking, dozens of twisting and twisting silk threads shot out from the soil and penetrated Fu Bo's body; his trembling right hand pointed at the man in Tsing Yi, and blood dripped from the perforation along the thread. It flowed out, and soon he lowered his hands to extinguish life and death.
"What a tragedy!" When Liu Ningshi saw this scene, her pink fist that was supposed to hit Yu Shuiyang fell into the air.
"This thread is too overbearing. Miss Liu, Miss Yanran, and Da Fang, please evacuate quickly." Tong Bo shouted, his body swayed and retreated sharply, and the thread that penetrated from the ground was like a sharp blade and shot again and again. to him.
"Haha, the broken silk has taken root; I'm afraid it won't be that easy to leave!" The man in green put one foot on one foot and floated in mid-air; his hands were wrapped in densely packed broken silk, making him look extremely disgusting.
"I don't believe in evil!" Facing the three threads attacking him, An Dafang crossed his fists across his chest and used his inner strength to condense a huge tiger in front of him. It flashed white light and rushed towards the threads. .
"Innocent." The man in green in mid-air waved his right palm towards the silk thread on An Dafang's side. As if the thread had become spiritual, it curved around the tiger-shaped energy and stabbed at his knees and back respectively. Right shoulder.
"Ding ding." Liu Ningshi flashed and waved the dragon-shaped dagger left and right, blocking the two threads in the path.
"Hmm!" An Dafang grabbed the silk thread with his right palm, but the thread still stretched out from the gap between his fists and penetrated his shoulder blade.
"Tch! You really don't listen to advice." Tong Bo dodged the silk thread attacking him while thinking about countermeasures: "Although Zuo Tianhao and Yin Ying were also attacked by the silk thread, they ran fast and were already out. Ten feet away; it seems that the power of the silk thread is within ten feet of Zuo Tianmou's body; why not test him with words first."
"Zuo Tianmou, don't you want to fight alone with Tong?" Tong Bo flipped in the air, stepped on the silk thread and tapped twice, slowly approaching the man in green in mid-air: "For the sake of fairness, first Let everyone present leave.”
"Hahaha, can't I, Zuo Tianmou, see through this little trick?" The originally indifferent face of the man in Tsing Yi had already turned ferocious. He waved his right palm towards Tong Bo, and the threads were densely gathered together. His arms were generally thick: "I want all of you to be buried with my second brother."
Tong Bo saw the silk threads coming at him one after another, and he quickly somersaulted three times backwards, then turned sharply to the left with his hands on the ground to barely avoid it; even so, his left cheek was scratched out by the sharp edge of the silk threads. A long and thin wound with blood flowing freely.
"I see, the density of the threads will increase the closer you get to Zuo Tianmou." Tong Bo glanced at Liu and An from the corner of his eye, and then at Yanran who was dodging: "And the number of threads that attacked the three of them was three. Inside, it seems that all the firepower hit me."
"Miss Liu, you are fast and protected by a dragon-shaped dagger; please protect Da Fang and Miss Yanran." Tong Bo made a judgment instantly: "Miss Yanran used the onomatopoeia skill to beat the drum to assist Da Fang's tiger roar Concentrate your attack on the main body."
"Dong! Dong Dong!" The sound of Yanran's drum beat was irregular and sonorous, and An Dafang's blood boiled all over. With the sound of the drum, he channeled all his internal energy into his chest, ready to go.
"Huh? No, the threads seem to be getting more and more violent; even the surrounding flowers, plants and trees seem to be controlled by the threads to dance." Tong Bo hurriedly shouted: "Stop the drums, the tiger's roar must not come out. "
"Ho ho ho." But it was already too late. Assisted by the sound of drums, the hot tiger-shaped energy rushed towards Zuo Tianmou in mid-air.
Zuo Tianmou waved his palms, and many silk threads came out from the ground, forming thick arm-like threads that blocked in front of him and violently collided with the tiger-shaped energy.
"Pa!" The threads were scattered in all directions under the impact of the tiger-shaped energy, and some of the aftermath rushed towards Zuo Tianmou.
"Boom!" Zuo Tianmou couldn't dodge. He raised his arms in front of him to block the force and fell from the air. His eyes were slightly closed, leaving a line of blood on his temples on both sides.
"Good opportunity." Liu Ningshi moved, the dragon-shaped dagger flashed with blue light, and swung it towards Zuo Tianmou, who was kneeling on one knee.
"No!" Tong Bo crushed a dark fire stone with his left and right palms and rushed towards Liu Ningshi.
Zuo Tianmou's eyes widened. Several silk threads as thick as arms emerged from the ground around him and struck at Liu Ningshi from three directions: left, center and right.
Liu Ningshi dodged the threads on the left and right, and swung a knife towards the middle. The thick threads suddenly broke and flew in the air; but the threads on the left and right turned around and struck towards her back.
"Chichi!" Tong Bo stepped forward diagonally, grabbing the two threads that attacked Liu Ningshi with both hands, and roughly chopped the threads into pieces with the knife condensed with black flames in his palms.
"Miss Liu, retreat quickly." Liu Ningshi's back belt was caught by Tong Bo's silver chain, and she retreated sharply; the speed was so fast that the sound of wind from both sides filled her ears.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Five more thick silk threads emerged from the ground and surrounded Zuo Tianmou; these threads looked like the hot dancer twisting her slender waist like a water snake and dancing vigorously, covering an area of ten feet. There was a hot smell inside.
"Brother Xiangyun, these threads seem to be getting stronger and stronger." Liu Ningshi was still a little frightened. If Tong Bo hadn't rescued her just now, she might have become like Uncle Fu.
"Sorry, it was my mistake." Tong Bo extinguished the flame in his hand, leaving two dark burn marks on his palm: "When Miss Yanran used the drum, I found that Zuo Tianmou's silk thread also had the same Then I got excited, so I spoke out to stop it, but it was still too late."
"Tong Bo, have you finally discovered it?" Zuo Tianmou wiped the blood stains on his temples and floated in the air again: "And the smell of your black flames is exactly what Tiansi wants, I can hear them Screams of excitement.”
"Puff puff!" More thick threads appeared around Tong Bo and others, gradually surrounding them.
"Soldiers will block it, water will cover it with soil." An Dafang shouted sternly, his whole body glowed with layers of white light, and he slowly raised his right fist.
"Dafang, calm down." Tong Bo grasped An Dafang's wrist: "The strong and hot internal energy will help the silkworms become more violent today. If we carry out the attack just now, we will really be doomed." .”
"Then we can't sit still and wait for death." An Da bombproof roared angrily: "Even if we don't fight back, we will be swallowed up by these threads soon."
"Despite this advice, what Da Fang said is not unreasonable." Tong Bo looked at Liu Ningshi and then at Yan Ran, his eyes full of anxiety: "I have to calm down, there must be a way!"
"Huh? Uncle Fu is dead. How can Yu Shuiyang not be attacked by the thread? Tong Bo looked around and suddenly saw Yu Shuiyang, who had fainted from fright, lying there upright, breathing evenly and not even a hair. No harm.
"Is this?" Tong Bo found a chill emanating from Yu Shuiyang's waist, and a wisp of ice-like breath slowly rose until it disappeared.
"That's it." Tong Bo slowly let go of An Dafang's wrist, turned to Yanran and said: "Miss Yanran, please use soft onomatopoeia to soften the attack of these threads first; Miss Liu, you also use illusion Sound assists.”
"Yanran understands."
"Ning Shi understands."
"Drip, drop, drop." After a continuous drizzle, the water droplets condensed on the treetops dripped drop by drop into the stagnant water in the soil, and the peaceful and indifferent flute sound spread everywhere.
The originally violently twisting thread actually slowed down under the cooperation of Liu Ningshi's flute and Yanran's onomatopoeia.
"Dafang, I need you to disrupt Zuo Tianmou." Seeing that his strategy worked, Tong Bo couldn't help but secretly clenched his fists: "Is there any soft move in Tiger Roar Fist that can be struck from a distance?"
"There is a move called Tiger's Rest, which is fine." An Dafang said with relief, "However, I'm not proficient in this move, so I don't know if I can use it well."
"Just use this move to match her two voices; just let Zuo Tianmou have a moment of vulnerability." Tong Bo also silently adjusted his inner breath to achieve a peaceful state.
"Huhuhu." An Dafang dissipated the energy surrounding his body, and the sound of a sleeping tiger's snoring came from his mouth.
"My silk thread, my silk thread has become weak?" Zuo Tianmou saw that the voices of the three people merged together seamlessly, which slowed down the offensive of the silk thread, and even some lonely threads slowly moved into the soil. He flinched and suddenly became angry.
Zuo Tianmou took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, smeared the liquid inside on the silk thread around his hands, and stretched it into the soil.
"It seems this is your last resort." Tong Bo sneered in his heart, flew to Yu Shuiyang's side and put him on his shoulders, then returned to the three of them and sighed: "It's a pity that none of us can If you can condense water into ice like Si Ruoshui, you can only gamble on your luck when the silk is broken."
"Master Tong, Yanran has learned how to condense water into ice." Yanran looked at Tong Bo puzzledly: "This doesn't seem to be able to break the silk."
"It's great that Miss Yanran knows this trick." Tong Bo stretched out his palm, and a light blue glass bead showed a restrained light.
"This is it?" Yan Ran asked in surprise: "Isn't this the glass bead thrown into the pond? When did it get into Master Tong's hands?"
"We have to thank our Mr. Yu for this." Tong Bo looked at Yu Shuiyang lying on the ground and smiled softly.
