(Chapter 2)

"Psychic Immortal Puppet Sword Formation?"

Lei Batian muttered, looking at Shui Sheng's gaze, he couldn't help but have a little more solemnity, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Who is Your Excellency? Could it be that he is also a disciple of Immortal Sword Valley?"

"Don't you know if you've beaten it?"

The two aquatic creatures said in unison.

The silver armor on the left side grabbed each hand towards the void, and there was an extra dark golden longbow two feet long between the golden light flashing in his left hand, and the black light flashed in his right hand, giving birth to a pitch-black long arrow that was long for a long time, holding the bow and arrow, aiming at Lei Batian's head, ready to attack.

The aquatic life on the right side of the mouth chanted a word, the sleeves of the robe were raised, thirty-six flying swords jumped high, collided with each other in the air, the sound of Ding Ding Dangdang was accompanied by the sound of "snorting" sword qi vertical and horizontal, in a moment, thirty-six long swords disappeared, but there was an extra black dragon dozens of zhang long in the air, lifelike.

"Don't think you're going to be afraid of you, Immortal Sword Valley?"

Lei Batian snorted coldly in his nose, and with a rush of mana, the black flames around his body rolled, and the bones in his body made a burst of bean-like sounds, and his figure quickly twisted and changed into a hideous demon god with three heads and six arms more than ten zhang high, and his whole body was full of pitch-black scales the size of a fist.

Seeing that the silver flying sword possessed by Leng Qiuyue broke through the air again, a black light flashed in Lei Batian's big muscular hand, and an extra black chain more than ten zhang long appeared, shaking and raising, the chain flew out of his hand, and pounced on the silver flying sword like a strange python out of a hole, winding and twisting the silver flying sword into a knot. Quickly thickened and lengthened, in a moment. The silver flying sword has been wrapped in three layers of black chains, and the outer three layers are wrapped around the zongzi, and it is generally wrapped in a strong knot.

The blade of the silver longsword trembled violently, slamming desperately into the chains. For a moment, it was difficult to cut and break it, and it could only fly around with black chains.

Suddenly, the long sword stopped in the air, and the sword body stopped trembling, but suddenly burst out a series of dazzling and shining silver filaments, hitting the black chain, and in the sound of "snort", a small hole appeared on the chain.

"Go!"

Shui Sheng snorted lightly, and the black dragon above his head swayed his tail. He pounced on Lei Batian with his teeth and claws, and the dragon's mouth opened, and a series of pitch-black filaments more than ten zhang long flew out of his mouth, breaking the air loudly.

On the other side, the bowstring in the hand of the silver-armored giant was loosened, and the long arrow left the string, and at a distance of thousands of feet, it brushed the ground, and it was already in front of one of Lei Batian's heads. The black light in his right hand flickered, and a long black arrow condensed out again.

"Sword Qi Silk, are you a monk of the Heavenly Immortal Realm?"

When Lei Batian saw the dragon transformed by the sword array, although he was secretly vigilant in his heart, he was not afraid. Seeing the black light filaments spewing out of Jiaolong's mouth, his complexion changed suddenly, and he screamed in shock. The figure suddenly took a step to the left, and the black light flashed. It was already hundreds of zhang away, and it dodged the attacks of the sword wires in time.

The sharp arrows fired by the Silver Golem also missed.

The black dragon dragon tail swinged. The four claws rose into the air, turned around and chased after him, his mouth opened, and dozens of black filaments of light spewed out again.

Lei Batian had to dodge to the side again, and there was an extra black giant axe between the black light flashes in the two big hands, and between the swings of his arm, the shadow of a black axe broke through the air and slashed at the sword wires.

The four empty arms shook dazzlingly, and one after another fist shadows roared out, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of fist shadows had already appeared in the air, as if they had eyes, and they struck at the aquatic and silver-armored puppets in a dense manner, sealing the retreat of the two of them.

The pitch-black fist shadow the size of a water tank was mixed with purple arcs of electricity, the wind and thunder roared, and the surrounding void was twisted and deformed.

The shadow of the fist was still a hundred feet away from the water, and a suffocating violent path was already rushing towards him.

Shui Sheng's heart tightened, he didn't dare to pick up these fist shadows lightly, his left hand was raised, and the black brick flashed out from the back of his hand, tumbling and turning into the size of an acre, and blocked in front of Shui Sheng and the silver armor puppet in time, but the figures of the two of them flew back invariably.

There was a roar and a thunderclap, and the fist shadows collapsed one after another, but the black bricks also fell to the ground.

On the other side, the shadow of an axe and the sword wire collided together, and the sword wire was easily crushed.

"Fake?"

Lei Batian was stunned for a while, but then he suddenly had a feeling of being teased, shouted angrily, raised his footsteps, and rushed towards the black Jiaolong who pounced, and the two giant axes in his hands swung and slashed left and right, and between the shaking of the four empty arms, one fist shadow also hit the body of the dragon.

The technique of "sword qi silk" not only consumes mana a lot, but also requires the support of a strong divine sense, the monk can use his divine sense to control the strength of the flying sword when killing, but he cannot use his divine sense to control the sword qi overflowing in the flying sword, because the speed of these sword qi is too fast, and it is spread in all directions, it is difficult to use divine consciousness to capture and control zhì, because of this, often only the sword cultivator of the realm above the realm of heavenly immortals can use the power of divine consciousness to forcibly condense the scattered sword light into silk.

These seemingly inconspicuous sword wires, but they are sharp and abnormal, although they are not entities, the speed is fast, and the strength is often a few points stronger than the physical flying sword in a short period of time, and can even penetrate the magic weapon in an instant, even if Lei Batian is strong, he does not dare to be hit by dozens of sword wires at the same time.

Leng Qiuyue was using this "Sword Vaporization Silk" technique to break the trap of the black chain at this time.

The black dragon was not afraid of this axe shadow and fist shadow at all, and pounced on the fist wind and axe shadow with teeth and claws.

The axe shadow and fist shadow hit the body, and it couldn't crush its body at all, but the long body of the dragon twisted and twisted around Lei Batian's body, and the spiritual power was full of tightening towards the middle, and black light filaments rushed out of the dragon's body, hitting and cutting on Lei Batian's body, "snorting" sound.

The black scales covered Lei Batian's body shattered one after another, and the protective light flames flying around his body were struck by the piercing chill that came out of Jiaolong's body, turning into a cloud of cold mist.

With a "poof", a thick arm was bitten off by the dragon, and the black and red demon blood rushed to the sky, but the demon blood only gushed for a moment, and with a soft sound of "Zila", a layer of light blue thin ice formed at the broken arm.

It's just that after being entangled by the dragon for a short time, the true qi in Lei Batian's body is already as if it is about to be frozen, and even the sea of divine consciousness faintly has a tingling sensation, and the two black giant axes that are constantly slashing towards the dragon's body have even given birth to gaps, cracks, and they are about to break.

Shui Sheng sat cross-legged on a huge black lotus platform, his eyes half-open and half-closed, his mouth chanting, and he manipulated the sword array with his heart.

This lotus platform is naturally transformed by black bricks, and the tall lotus petals just block the aquatic figure in the middle.

The silver armored puppet urged by the demon baby was not idle at all, holding the bow and arrows again and again, the arrows and arrows did not leave the three huge heads of Lei Batian, the giant axe in Lei Batian's hand blocked left and right, and opened the flying arrows one by one, just when his arm was broken and his heart was in a trance, a flying arrow came by taking advantage of the gap, flashed, and hit the head on the left, with a muffled sound of "bang", blood rained, and the huge head was torn apart.

On the other side, the black chain tightly wrapped around the silver flying sword was already full of dense small holes, and suddenly, a dazzling silver light burst out from the long sword, and the long sword twisted and changed into more than ten zhang long, and in the sound of "tense, taut", the black chain shattered into dozens of sections.

The silver long sword came out of its trap and let out a clear sword roar, and after hovering in the air for a week, the tip of the sword was raised, and it slashed towards the thunder tyrant.

A fierce light flashed in Lei Batian's four round eyes, and suddenly he shouted angrily, and his five scarred arms shook outward at the same time, and an incomparable powerful force rose into the sky, and purple arcs of lightning flew out from his body, hitting the black dragon's body.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)