No matter what others think, Jiang Wenming still has a very clear understanding of his position.
Little bastard, get up and start a sneak attack!
Jiuding is China's national artifact and represents China's national destiny.
Although it cannot be said that it is invulnerable to all means, there is really no spell under the Saint that can break through its defense.
If you stay here, you basically don't have to worry about being plotted.
He can currently only control one of the nine famous swords and cannot use the sword formation. He doesn't know any sword formation, so he threw it to Zhang Daoling together with the Judgment Blade.
Zhang Daoling felt his eyelids jump as he saw so many treasures flying towards him.
Suddenly, the male and female swords in my hands seemed to lose their fragrance.
"The blessings of the Infinite Heavenly Lord are all things outside the body, things outside the body!"
Zhang Daoling hurriedly recited a Taoist slogan and calmed down his mind.
With a wave of his sleeves, ten long swords were rolled up to him. He stretched out his hand to hold one of them, and gently held a sword flower.
The sound of swords kept ringing.
"What a sword!"
Zhang Daoling couldn't help but praise.
"I didn't expect that after so many years of practice, my mind would be affected by external objects. If I don't die in this battle, I still need to continue to practice."
Zhang Daoling smiled mockingly.
When Jiang Wenming heard this, he also laughed: "Master Tian is too humble. Magical weapons are just tools, treasures and sundries. They are just for serving us. There is no need to pay too much attention to it. Just follow your heart. .”
Zhang Daoling was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha... My little friend is really a wonderful person. I am a seasoned person."
After finishing speaking, he held a sword in one hand and wrote in the void with the other.
As his fingers fell, golden lines remained in the air, forming a complex talisman.
"go!"
After writing the talisman, he waved his sleeves and the talisman flew forward.
"Boom!"
The talisman fell into the group of monsters, causing countless thunders to fall.
This scene made Jiang Wenming jealous.
Unfortunately, now is not the time to steal the master, so I can only suppress the excitement in my heart and casually take the Qiankun Circle and Hun Tianling.
He glanced ahead and suddenly said: "Master Tian, leave these little demons to me, and you can deal with Typhon."
"good!"
Zhang Daoling responded.
Then he began to cast spells to summon more violent thunder.
"Damn it, I forgot to ask how the Qiankun Circle thing is used!"
Jiang Wenming suddenly remembered that Nezha didn't seem to have given him any formula to use.
But now it's too late to say anything. We can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Jiang Wenming looked at the hundred-headed dragon Raton flying in front of him.
"You are the one!"
The Qiankun Circle in his hand suddenly swung towards Raton.
"Buzz!"
After the Qiankun Circle was released, its speed suddenly increased, turning into a golden light and hitting Raton's head directly.
"boom!"
A head was directly smashed by the Qiankun Circle.
Raton let out a scream and fell directly from the air.
The next second.
The Qiankun Circle flew back at a faster speed.
When Jiang Wenming saw how fierce the Qiankun Circle was, he didn't dare to reach out to catch it, and directly threw out Hun Tianling.
As if she could feel his thoughts, Huntian Ling instantly extended the circle by dozens of meters and directly entangled the Qiankun Circle and took it back.
"Good baby!"
Jiang Wenming felt hot when he saw it, and wondered whether he should wait until the battle was over to transfer these two magic weapons.
But when I thought of Nezha's naughty child appearance, I gave up this crazy idea instantly.
"You can't seek death, you can't seek death, and you won't be able to waver until you can't beat him."
Based on the principle that other people's magic weapons are more useful than his own, Jiang Wenming once again left the circle of heaven and earth.
This time the target is the closer dragon of Colchis. The two dragons rely on their wings and fly further forward than the other. If not you two, who will they hit?
"In ancient times, there was a gun that shot out the first bird, but now I'm trapping the first one!"
There was no accident. The Colchis dragon was directly smashed by Qiankun Circle and its head exploded. It died on the spot.
"Unlucky boy, why do you have only one head?"
Jiang Wenming finally figured it out at this time. The Qiankun Circle should have the characteristics of a sure hit, otherwise it would be impossible to hit the target head so accurately every time.
After all, he has never practiced this thing before, and there was no time when he used to set traps at temple fairs without giving warmth to his boss.
Jiang Wenming's eyes lit up when he thought of the trap.
It seems like it can make up for the regrets of childhood!
Qiankun Circle took action again. This time he did not deliberately choose the target. Anyway, he would hit whoever was closest.
"Eighteen-Style Yo-Yo in a Ring!"
After losing it five or six times in a row, Jiang Wenming felt that there was some trouble, so he directly wrapped the Qiankun Circle with Huntian Ling and turned on the yo-yo mode.
It's effortless to smash and close once, and it feels very good in the hand.
When the audience outside the venue saw this scene, they all showed strange expressions.
"Why do I feel like this scene looks familiar?"
"It feels like watching a yo-yo competition."
"I thought I was the only one who liked playing football, but it turns out that Jiang Shen is also the same person."
"Dude, what's your favorite sport? Football or basketball?"
"No, I like both hemispheres!"
"..."
"It seems fun. I'll give it a try next time."
When Nezha outside the court saw this scene, his eyes suddenly lit up.
After a while, Jiang Wenming got tired of playing with the yo-yo and started to do something new.
I saw him withdrawing the Hun Tian Ling, and the moment the Qiankun Circle flew back, he directly hit it with the Hun Tian Ling.
Just like playing table tennis.
After the Qiankun Circle was blown away, it became faster and more powerful.
"I'm not good at roping, but I'm pretty good at table tennis."
After all, as a Chinese, if you don't know how to play table tennis, that would be too bad.
Jiang Wenming was having fun here, while the monsters were all miserable.
It's not safe to move forward now, it's not even safe to move back.
Who knows if he will be the next unlucky guy to get his head shot?
The female siren Skylar quietly hid among the monsters and began to sing the song of the siren.
The beautiful melody sounded among the monsters, like invisible ripples, constantly spreading towards Jiang Wenming.
The Jiuding exudes a bronze glow, isolating the siren's song.
Although Jiang Wenming was not affected, Zhang Daoling was.
Although he was powerful, he was in a daze for a moment when faced with this kind of mental attack.
And it was this moment of trance that allowed the giant Typhon to seize the opportunity.
The poisonous snake on his arm quickly sprang out and bit Zhang Daoling.
"Master, be careful!"
Jiang Wenming noticed this scene and quickly threw out Hun Tianling.
Huntian Ling quickly wrapped around the heads of the poisonous pythons, and before he could pull them away, they saw the poisonous pythons opening their mouths and spitting out a large amount of venom.
Although Zhang Daoling tried his best to dodge, he was still accidentally sprayed with venom.
A big hole was suddenly corroded into the Taoist robe on his body, and the skin inside became bloody and bloody.
"Oops!"
Zhang Daoling's heart sank. The intensity of the poison far exceeded his expectations.
If it was normal, he could make an elixir to detoxify him, but now there is no time to make an elixir to detoxify him.
"Master Heavenly Master, please heal your wounds first, and I will bear the burden for you for a while."
When Jiang Wenming saw this, he couldn't care less and jumped out of the Jiuding.
