The multi-force blunt sense control technique originally evolved from the fog potential in the analysis of magic ten thousand methods, but it is not an evolution, but a degradation, just like the remnants of the martial arts cheats in martial arts.

The Cocoon-Breaking Mist Momentum Extension is an authentic delay technique, but he is not very proficient in cultivation for the time being, and even so, he can control it with the Water Potential Forbidden under the unguarded circumstances of those two black-clothed demon hunters.

Therefore, it is still enough to deal with people like Shangguan Zhuji.

He didn't want to use the fog on Shangguan Zhuji, but he didn't want to die in the hands of Shangguan Zhuji, because Shangguan Zhuji's attack was too poisonous, and he would kill if he made a move.

Of course, in this case, it is also suitable to use the water potential and forbidden, and it is more suitable to use the wind to fix, but these are left to Shangguan Changqing, and he doesn't want to expose all the details in front of the other party too early.

If it weren't for the two brothers joining forces just now, it would have been impossible for Shangguan Zhuji's ability to hurt him at all.

And at this moment, only one thought flashed in the cocoon's mind: whether to kill or not???

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The wind outside the field is very strong, and the wind inside the field is very small, and it can't move the blinding mist, and it can't blow away the dead grass that is flying.

The wind was used by Shangguan Changqing, and on the premise of not hurting the cocoon, Song Ziwen and Guo Ganheng would not make a move.

Many people on the sidelines know that those dead grass and broken leaves that can't be left are not for obstacles to break the cocoon, but to hide the eight deadly iron nails.

However, Shangguan Changqing didn't know that what Breaking Cocoon wanted to use was the mist generated by the heat.

The iron nails travel through the water vapor because of their incredible speed, and the air pressure generated when passing through the water mist carries the surrounding water mist into a line, like the marks of a miniature jet plane.

The traces are short and disappear quickly.

The cocoon's eyes are very clear, and he has already captured the trajectory of the iron nail. If it weren't for the fact that he had a higher Fog Style, he would definitely be limited by Shangguan Zhuji's multi-force blunt sense control technique, and he would die in these eight iron nails.

The nails smeared with the blades of dead grass as they flew by, and the fire flashed. When a fire is not extinguished, the nails are long gone.

Maybe it's the speed of the nails that oppresses the air and the slightest undercurrent, or maybe the force of the wind changes, the mist is a little messy, and the leaves of the dead grass in the air are a little messy.

This change fell in the eyes of the people on the sidelines, and even Zhang Liang, who was not a magician, felt incredulous, "Magic, it's amazing." ”

Shangguan Changqing's face changed slightly, his right hand was slightly bent, and he might plan to make a move at any time.

Song Ziwen was slightly stunned, and his eyes were confused.

Guo Genheng knew that the cocoon breaking had a small special function of bondage, and he didn't care. It's just that he thinks that this kind of scene now seems to be more high-end than what he saw at Breaking Cocoon's house two days ago.

Dabao stood next to Lu Qiang, looking at his father, he didn't make any sound all the time, his lips were pursed, and his chubby fists were clenched.

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The mist is not chaos, and the dead grass is not chaos, but the "confusion" caused by what the eye sees.

Actually, it's slow!

The wind outside the field is still howling, and the face is still like a knife.

The wind in the stadium became gentle, so light that it was difficult to notice.

The mist was as light as a cloud in the air, and there was no sign of movement.

The withered grass and iron nails seem to be still, like fish swimming in the sky cabin.

"It turned out to be a multi-force blunt sense control technique!How much force would he use a blunt sense control technique?" Shangguan Yue, who climbed up, gritted her teeth, the green tendons on her neck rose slightly, and her breathing began to become short, "It turns out that Shangguan's disappearance really has something to do with him." ”

Shangguan Changqing knew that the cocoon was not a multi-urgency blunt control technique, but a similar control technique. Judging from the trajectory of those "living creatures" in the field, he also understood that the ability to control this kind of control technique was still very poor, and if he practiced it for a few more years, the effect of his use of this control technique should far exceed that of multi-urgency blunt sense control technique.

However, even if Breaking the Cocoon has this kind of control technique, under the premise of being injured, it will not pose any threat to Shangguan Zhuji.

"It seems that you still can't kill him, and you can only get this technique by searching for souls alive. Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on Shangguan Changqing's cold face.

However, this thought only came to him, and his face changed suddenly.

Because he saw - the cocoon broke and smiled.

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"You can't kill him, if you kill him, Shangguan Changqing will definitely be on guard, and there will be no chance to hurt him at that time. It's nothing to kill a small person, if you hurt a big person in the Shangguan family before you die, it will be a slap in the face. ”

"You let me die, let Dabao disappear, what bullshit and good thoughts do Lao Tzu have left?"

Breaking the cocoon together, his lips grinned slightly, and a few bloodshot red and white teeth could be seen in the cold moonlight.

Maybe it's because the cocoon breaker doesn't have the ability to control the duration of that kind of technique, that kind of slowness, only for a moment.

The mist removes, the dead grass rises, and the nails are fast.

Breaking the cocoon, his feet on the ground, rushed forward.

The ice, which had been blown solid by the wind, was lifted off by the dry loess underneath, and shot in the opposite direction.

Where the foot is lifted, there is a small oval pit.

"Poof......

"Poof......

"Poof......

There were three slight sounds, and five of the eight iron nails missed, and three of them shot into the chest and abdomen of the broken cocoon. The iron nail pierced through the back, splashing a cloud of blood on the back.

Breaking the cocoon did not retreat this time, but only paused slightly, and then rushed towards Shangguan Zhuji again.

He deliberately did not avoid the three, but only avoided the important parts, in order to make Shangguan Changqing more "relaxed".

From Shangguan Zhu's plan to slow stop in space and then break out of the cocoon, it was actually less than two seconds.

Two seconds ago, the cocoon had already accumulated strength, waiting for Shangguan's old strength to be exhausted and the new strength to be born, waiting for the "as if" there was only one chance.

Two seconds later, the cocoon was only three meters away from Shangguan Zhuji.

Even if he is just a pseudo-senior magician, Shangguan Zhuji, both in terms of experience and proficiency in methods, is far higher than Breaking Cocoon, he knows that Breaking Cocoon is a master of hand-to-hand combat, and he also knows that Breaking Cocoon has some strange methods, of course he will deliberately guard against it.

But a senior magician is a senior magician after all, and when the cocoon was just starting and not approaching him, Shangguan Zhuji's hands were already closed on his chest, and when the cocoon was approaching, he quickly opened up.

A two-foot circle immediately appeared in front of his chest, and he stepped towards the front leg tensed and the back leg slightly bent.

It's a position that can be retreated at any time!

Breaking the cocoon, he could see the other party's posture, thinking that it was just a defensive posture, but he didn't think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it.

Circle, reddish, like a lake with red seaweed. There are bubbles coming out of the lake, and when the bubbles burst, there is also hot gas escaping.

The space instantly became very hot, and it was like standing next to the molten iron next to the broken cocoon of the red circle.

He believed that if he continued to move forward, the arms that grasped Shangguan Zhuji would reach into the molten iron, and there might not be even bones left.