Chapter 41: The Tortured Serial Knife

"Come on, little thief!" Yang Mantian shouted, and slashed towards Lu Fang with one palm.

Although this palm has not been accumulated, it is just a palm that is randomly struck, but whether it is speed or strength, it is not Li Yanzhao's palm that can be compared.

His palm was fast and powerful, if it wasn't for the opening of his divine sense, Lu Fang would definitely not be able to avoid this palm.

With the help of the probing power of his divine sense, Lu Fang dodged, just avoiding the front direction of the opponent's palm, but the strength of the opponent's palm still affected his body, feeling as if his body had been pushed by a huge force, and there was a trace of pain, Lu Fang unconsciously took two steps back.

"Uh-huh——?"

Yang Mantian was shocked, and looked at Lu Fang as if he had seen a ghost: "You have opened your Divine Sense?

"Isn't it weird? I was a great creator, and I was lucky enough to open my sense. Lu Fangdao.

"No wonder Your Majesty will lose to you, it seems that you really can't be left in this world. No matter how much cultivation you have experienced, today I will send you back to the West!" Yang Mantian said ruthlessly.

After that, Yang Mantian waved his hand towards Lu Fang, and when the sleeves of his shirt waved, three steel cones that were very bright and had extremely sharp heads lined up in a line, and shot neatly towards Lu Fang.

Yang Mantian's shot was very fast, and the steel cone was also faster, and the three steel cones turned into a line and flew towards Lu Fang as a bright light.

Under the induction of his divine sense, Lu Fang saw the other party's shot clearly, but the steel cone flew too fast. "Oh" "Oh" "Oh", Lu Fang hurriedly retreated, and his footsteps made a series of sounds of stepping on the ground.

Under the urgency of the steel cone that is about to be pierced, there is no way to dodge at all, but I am afraid that a doppelganger will be pierced before I dodge.

"呯" "呯" "呯"

With the sound of three metal impacts, Lu Fang no longer blindly retreated, but concentrated on the steel cone that was shooting, raised his knife and hurriedly slashed three times, and the three steel cones were instantly cut to the ground by Lu Fang.

Yang Mantian made a gesture and tried to push the steel cone up again, but the steel cone that fell to the ground struggled twice and failed to fly again.

"I broke my life-killing cone, and the spirituality of the awl was completely destroyed by you. There are two hits, little thief!" Yang Mantian looked at his three life-killing cones with some shock and distress, and reluctantly put them away: "It's going to be better to give birth and raise for some time!"

"Even with your three broken nails, you want to take my life! I look down on people too much!" Lu Fang said proudly after breaking Yang Mantian's life-killing cone.

"I can't imagine that your divine sense is so powerful and sensitive, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hide from my cone!" Yang Mantian's face was full of surprise.

Lu Fang used his divine sense to find out the route of the life-killing cone, and relying on the sharp blade in his hand, the powerful sword qi he swung out destroyed the spirituality in the cone, so the awl could not fly again.

In this temptation and exchange, Yang Mantian was a little stunned. Although his steel cone was not broken, the spirituality in it was destroyed by Lu Fang's sword qi, and after some time of pregnancy, I am afraid that it will not be able to be used again.

"Bullying the small with the big and releasing dark arrows, you are really not a thing!" Although Lu Fang broke the opponent's life-killing cone just now, there were also some luck elements in it, if it wasn't for the rush to make wisdom, how could it not be dodged.

"For the monk who has opened his divine sense, it doesn't matter if the secret arrow is there! Your uncle and my move is bright and bright!" Yang Mantian said with disdain in the face of Lu Fang's accusation.

"Then you taste my knife!"

After saying that, Lu Fang's body turned into a line, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, and slashed at Yang Mantian with a knife.

Lu Fang's attack speed increased again than just now, and became faster. But Yang Mantian's speed was even faster, he was a Creation Realm cultivator who had opened his divine sense, his figure was as erratic as a ghost, no matter how Lu Fang slashed, he couldn't touch him, and even the sword qi of his every knife was dodged by him cleanly.

Under Lu Fang's chaotic knife swing, Yang Mantian dodged with dexterity and ease.

Suddenly, Yang Mantian's body flew up and flew into the air, almost touching the roof of the palace. Lu Fang's knife was out of reach, and the distance also greatly reduced the strength of the knife qi.

Yang Mantian waved his hand a few times, and easily knocked out the sword qi released by Lu Fang, and it flew in the air very leisurely.

Volleying in the air, this is an ability that can only be unique to a Creation Realm cultivator in addition to Divine Sense.

"Old thief, there is a kind of you coming down!" Seeing that several knives were slashed to no avail, Lu Fang stopped waving his knife and scolded loudly.

"Let you make two moves and you will be rampant, I really don't know the height of the sky! I'll let you see the power of the Creation Realm!" Yang Mantian floated leisurely in the air, suddenly his eyes opened, and he slapped a pocket on his waist that looked very delicate, and two knives flew out of the bag.

"Zimu Serial Knife!" Yang Mantian shouted.

These are two short knives, both of which are more than a foot long, and the blades are thicker. Two short knives flew out of the pocket, as if they had eyes, and they were hovering and flying in the air autonomously.

Psychic Sword!

This is the embodiment of a powerful immortal monk controlling foreign objects through powerful spiritual power, which is the same effect as a powerful martial monk's true qi mastering things.

There is no hard requirement for the monk's realm cultivation to be able to achieve spiritual power or true qi control, but two conditions need to be met to do it: first, the spiritual power and true qi must be strong enough, and there must be enough power to control external objects, and the stronger the spiritual power and true qi, the faster the flying of the controlled objects; at the same time, this also requires that the person who controls the object is enlightened by divine consciousness, and under the combined action of divine consciousness and power, the foreign object that is controlled can fly perfectly. Otherwise, relying only on spiritual power and true qi, we can only drive away things, and the external objects that are driven are not as dexterous and sensitive as the external objects that are controlled.

There is a difference between the spiritual power of the immortal monk and the true qi of the martial monk, this is because the spiritual power and the true qi are caused by the power of two different attributes.

In the initial stage, the power requirements of spiritual power control are lower than that of true qi control things, even if the immortal cultivator lacks spiritual power, as long as the external objects controlled by the immortal cultivator have spirituality, they can easily control it, which is why the monk uses his divine sense to conceive weapons.

The difference between the true qi control is that it has high requirements for the true qi power of the messenger, and it must have enough strength to control the external object, but it does not care whether the external object is spiritual or not.

In the initial stage of controlling things, spiritual power control things have spiritual requirements for external objects, but true qi control things are not, they can control dead things, but they need martial artists to have strong enough true qi. When the control of things reaches a higher stage, the spiritual power is strong, and it is also possible to control dead things, but if you want to have a better control effect, it is best to control objects with spirituality.

After all, the power cultivated by the immortal monk is called spiritual power, which is embodied in a spiritual character. And the true qi cultivated by martial arts monks is reflected in the truth and purity of power.

At first, the three steel cones sent by Yang Mantian used the means of repelling, and they could no longer be controlled after the loss of spirituality, which also showed that Yang Mantian's level of controlling things was only in the initial stage, and it was not very clever.

"Go!" Yang Man shouted, and the two short knives flew towards Lu Fang.

The short knife flew very fast, although Yang Mantian was still in the initial stage of controlling things, he was a cultivator of the Creation Realm after all, and his hand was also a means of creation.

Facing the swift short knife, Lu Fang, who was in the Qi Refining Realm, was a little caught off guard, and in a hurry, there was another chaotic knife swing.

"My son-mother serial knife, the blade has added a special material, and it has been pregnant for many years, you don't want to easily destroy its spirituality!"

With Yang Mantian's words, the short knife flew faster. Although Lu Fang dodged and blocked several knives with the knife in his hand, the two knives of the Zimu knife were sandwiched back and forth, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to prevent it, and several knives still cut Lu Fang's body.

At this time, there were more than a dozen knife wounds on his body that had been cut by two short knives, and blood continued to drip out, but fortunately it did not hurt the vital point.

"I didn't expect your body to be so strong, and under the attack of my son's mother's knife, you couldn't even hurt the vital point! Sure enough, there is a great creation!" Yang Mantian, who was flying in the air, said leisurely.

Looking at Yang Mantian, whose body was soaring in the air and invisibly controlling two flying knives, Li Yanzhao's eyes were fiery: "The national teacher is a good means, this is the power of the Creation Realm!"

You must know that Li Yanzhao has been stuck in the transformation of the body for many years due to the lack of spiritual roots, and the creation of the transformation realm has always been something he has dreamed of, and now that he has seen the national teacher's creation methods, he can't help but have hot eyes.

Yang Mantian was waiting for work in the air, but Lu Fang was tossed with two flying knives and bruised all over his body, and he was completely played and played with by the other party.

"If I continue like this, I will die!" Looking at the several knife wounds on his body, and looking at the two knives that flew in a row, Lu Fang suddenly felt that he was a little exhausted, and he had a feeling of facing death.

"What should I do?" Lu Fang thought to himself.

After all, he lacked combat experience, although Lu Fang's cultivation realm was not very high, but he was indeed really powerful, and he had an unusually sharp knife in his hand, and he also opened his divine sense at this stage.

If it weren't for that, I was afraid that Yang Mantian wouldn't have to work so hard to end Lu Fang's life in an instant.

But Yang Mantian's style of play made Lu Fang have no aim at all, and those two short knives were also wonderful and abnormal, no matter how Lu Fang chopped them, they could not be destroyed.

This is the advantage of realm and experience.

"This son is a little abnormal, and the knife in his hand is also extraordinary, wait for me to grind it slowly!" Yang Mantian replied to Li Yanzhao.

"The national teacher is free!"

Seeing that Yang Mantian had the initiative and the upper hand, and was playing Lu Fang, Li Yanzhao was so happy that he was smiling and very pleased.

Under this circumstance, Lu Fang's expression was also unusually focused, and his divine sense was also a little higher than before, but he still couldn't completely dodge the opponent's knife.

The opponent is too strong, and in the middle stage of Qi refining, there is a whole two big realm gaps, which in the initial stage of the monk, whether it is psychological or means, there is an uncrossable distance, like a moat.

On the premise of not using the Prison Suppression Technique, Lu Fang was able to fight to such an extent, which was already very rebellious and rare.

The knife was still flying, with the sound of the wind, the two short knives were constantly interspersed in the air and Lu Fang's body, Lu Fang had already used all his strength in the ordinary state, but Yang Mantian was still calm.

"What to do...... How to fight?"

Lu Fang kept interrogating himself......

has been forced to retreat, and there is no way to fight, and if it continues like this, it can only allow the traitor's plan to succeed and waste his life in vain.

"Hell Suppression Divine Skill!"

Lu Fang meditated silently in his heart, and slowly urged the prison suppression exercise.