Chapter 340: Qingxuan Puppet Technique
With a bit of mountain momentum on the top of Xiao Ash, Jiang Ning crossed the sword in front of him, his left hand against the blade, and let Nangong Jing's sword blade stab at the sword body.
The sword body bent slightly inward, and the strength in Jiang Ning's hand increased by half a percent, first taking a step back, removing nearly half of the force above the sword blade of the Nangong Mirror, and then twisting his waist to exert force, and gently pushed outward.
Nangong Jing's body was pushed backwards by this push, and there was a 360-degree rotation in the air.
Before he could land, there were thirty-six sword qi shooting towards Jiang Ning in the interval between his body's whirlwinds.
The purpose is not to kill, but simply to prevent him from taking advantage of the situation to burst out and seize the initiative of the attack before he finds his own balance.
After the seven games yesterday, she was very afraid of Jiang Ning's fast sword.
Jiang Ning waved his left hand slightly.
A yellow-green, leaf-shaped shield formed by the accumulation and splicing of layers of leaves appeared in front of him, and the sword qi entered the shield, making a series of 'tuk tuk' sounds into the wood.
"Konoha Shield. ”
The Qingxuan disciples under the cloud platform all recognized Jiang Ning's methods.
It is also a wood phase spell recorded in the "Dragon Armor God Chapter".
"Isn't this guy a swordsman? Why is he even playing with spells?"
Another voice soon sounded, "Who told you that you can't practice spells if you practice swords?"
"Of course, you can practice spells at the same time as practicing swords, but swordsmanship is even to the level of others, obviously it takes countless hours, I just wonder, how can he still have the spare time to learn spells, how good is this person's talent?"
"No matter how good it is, it's someone else's, let's focus on the cultivation path. The man said calmly.
"yes, I can't envy it. The man let out a long sigh and began to calm down.
Compared with their natural understanding, they may be much worse than Jiang Ning, but if they can come to this southern realm, how far can they really go, it's just that this mountain looks at that mountain and is not greedy enough.
"Leaves. Nangong Jing smiled playfully.
The girl stomped her foot slightly, and the seven-hundred-zhang spirit shadow spread, the phantom appeared, and the cloud platform under her feet turned into an autumn forest soaked in twilight in the blink of an eye.
"Scatter!"
The girl waved her hand slightly, and a breeze passed through the forest, warm and cold at first.
"Frost Autumn!"
Everywhere the breeze passed, the golden blossom fell, and even the wooden leaf shield in front of Jiang Ning actually relaxed, spreading until it completely disintegrated and dissipated in the wind.
There was no girl in the forest, only the voice of the difficult direction sounded in my ears:
"Autumn grass and trees wither, your wood phase spell, cast on my white merchant void soil, is useless. ”
The moon is clothed, Bai Shang Su Festival, you are indeed the nemesis of the wood cultivators, but you are the nemesis of my wood leaf shield, so what?
Jiang Ning chuckled, gently blew out a breath of true air, and flew into the forest like a pine and cypress coniferous swimming fish in the sky.
The Konoha shield can be broken, how are you going to stay with the evergreen leaves?
The frost wind is bleak, the leaves are withering, but Jiang Ning's coniferous swimming fish is not
Affected by the slightest influence, cruising freely between the trees.
Canglang Yuntai is such a big place, I cover the ring with coniferous swimming fish, so that you have nowhere to hide!
Three hundred steps in front of the left, every time a needle comes here, it will disappear silently, obviously someone used the true yuan to destroy those spiritual power needles in order to cover up their existence.
"Found you!" Jiang Ning pierced through the layers of trees in a soldier-breaking style, and stabbed straight towards the place where the needles disappeared!
On the viewing platform in Licheng, Dongfang Key glanced at Tong Zhi playfully, and said, "Dead fatty, your apprentice is trapped!"
Tong Zhi lost a peanut entrance, and the old god leaned on the back of the mahogany chair and said with a smile: "Fooled? Hehe, if that ghost boy is really fooled, I am also happy to see Qi Cheng, but well, my apprentice has only been fooled by one woman for so many years, and it is a pity that that woman is not the female baby on the stage." ”
In the gap between the two talking, Jiang Ning's figure had already come to the direction of perception.
Xiao Ash violently penetrated a thick tree trunk, but it didn't stab anyone, and the location of Nangong Mirror was not here at all.
A sword suddenly came to Jiang Ning's back, there was no sharp sword light, no sound, and even the surrounding airflow did not change.
Nangong Jingjing's eyes flashed, and a trace of color flashed, and the fish finally took the bait.
Her white merchant void soil is much more powerful than the autumn wind in the outside world, not to mention evergreens such as pines and cypresses, even if it has a certain weakening effect on Muxiang Zhenyuan, it is not difficult for her to let those pine needles wither and die.
The reason why Jiang Ning was allowed to release pine needles to find her traces was to set a trap with his misunderstanding.
Manipulating the True Yuan to annihilate a piece of pine needles not far away, so that Jiang Ning mistakenly thought that she was there, and her true body happened to be hiding on the trunk of the tree on the side.
Once Jiang Ning launched an attack towards the tree, he would expose his back to her sword without reservation.
The name of this sword is silent, and its power is only average, but it is better than silent when making moves, without light and shadow, with this mottled light and shadow, the light and shade complex woodland environment weakens the senses, and it is really an excellent means of assassination and sneak attack.
Seeing that the sword was about to pierce into Jiang Ning's heart, the imaginary blue light did not light up from his body.
Nangong Jing secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he wanted to withdraw his sword when he landed.
The Jiang Ning in front turned around and showed a weird smile at Nangong Jing, at the same time, Jiang Ning's limbs and torso were densely packed with vines gushing out, even with the attenuation effect of the White Shang Void Earth, it still couldn't make all those vines wither.
One vine wrapped around her waist, and four others wrapped around her wrists and ankles.
Jiang Ning's figure appeared ghostly behind Nangong Jing, gently reached out and patted her shoulder, and said with a smile: "Are you looking for me?"
On the high platform of the inner city, Tong Zhi's face trembled proudly: "This kid, when he goes down the mountain, he can only dance with one move.
Now it's good, even puppetry. ”
Dongfang Key snorted coldly and said, "This kid has a lot of bad intentions. ”
Tong Zhi was suddenly unhappy: "You can't say that, if it weren't for your niece who had a crooked mind first, that kid wouldn't have thought of a plan, in the end, she was still inferior to others!"
Dongfang Key said angrily: "It's just that the machine is a little inferior, and that wooden puppet can't trap Xiaojing." ”
Tong Zhi leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, smiling without saying a word.
Jiang Ning's fast sword is very clear to him, if he is allowed to take even the slightest advantage, then the kid will have a way to suppress it from beginning to end, without giving the opponent any respite.
It's just that Jiang Ning at the moment obviously has no intention of doing this.
Xiao Ash appeared behind the girl the moment the vines entangled Nangong Mirror, and the speed of that sword was very fast, but after all, there was still some leeway.
Bright six-colored sparks ignited from Nangong Jing's body, and the vines transformed by puppetry were immediately burned to ashes.
And her body retreated rapidly, narrowly avoiding Xiao Ash's sword.
Nangong Jing tightened the sword in his hand, and his pretty face was slightly red.
(End of chapter)