What's more, these silk threads also have a variety of colors, and they are also very small, coupled with the cover of Ouyang Jin's own Xuan Gong, even the divine sense of the cultivator is difficult to detect, and the attacks are difficult to guard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if Jiang Ming wanted to face these silk threads, he could only keep a certain distance, but the magical footwork that Tong Zhan used was directly ignoring the power of those silk threads.

No matter how powerful these silk threads are, as long as they can't hit, it's like nothing!

Tong Zhan relied on his strange footwork to swim between the ten silk threads, and even the space between the criss-crossing silk threads was cut into tiny cracks, and everyone who watched was shocked.

Ouyang Jin was cunning and vicious between his moves, and the combat techniques used by that Tong Zhan were also very soft like his magical footwork.

Tong Zhan uses a kind of boxing method, which is completely opposite to Jiang Ming's hegemony boxing.

Baquan has the most powerful and domineering attack power, and the explosive power and staying power are very strong, which is a typical fighting martial art, but the fist of the child war is gentle and ingenious.

Although this punch seems to be soft and weak, but it has the power of four or two thousand catties, although it does not have the fierce attack power of the bully boxing, but it is based on stability, and this kind of boxing method is simply the best combination with the strange footwork of Tong Zhan.

The battle between the two was no less intense than Jiang Ming's battle against Xiang Hao when he was in Wanyan City that day, and they were also representatives of the younger generation of the world.

However, even if the name is the same, the strength is also high, then Ouyang Jin is indeed very strong, but Tong Zhan is even better, and it didn't take long to directly suppress Ouyang Jin.

In fact, although Tong Zhan is strong, with Ouyang Jin's strength, it should not have been suppressed so quickly, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame the two matching martial arts of Tong Zhan that just restrained Ouyang Jin's martial arts, so he will have the upper hand in such a short time.

If it was really in terms of strength, even if Jiang Ming went to fight, Ouyang Jin would not be able to suppress it so quickly, only to blame his mode for not being effective under the attack combination of Tong Zhan.

On the stands, Jiang Ming watched the battle between the two and nodded slightly, this Ouyang Jin was really unlucky, he had strong strength but couldn't play a role in front of Tong Zhan.

Thinking like this, Jiang Ming glanced at Zheng Miao next to him without a trace, and Zheng Miao also seemed to see Ouyang Jin's difficulties, and he looked a little anxious and uneasy at the moment.

"Can't sit still......"

Jiang Ming laughed in his heart, seeing that Zheng Xuan was so obviously anxious, he might rush to the field at any time to intervene in this battle.

There is no bullying of more and less in the martial arts arena, even if Zheng Miao and Ouyang Jin join forces to kill Tong Zhan, the people in the Xiaoyao Hall have nothing to say.

Jiang Ming has been staring at Zheng Xuan all the time, as long as she dares to rush down to help, Jiang Ming will never sit idly by, anyway, he has a disguise technique in hand now, even if he goes up to help, it's a big deal to change his appearance afterwards.

Tong Zhan is kind to Jiang Ming, and Tiandimen has targeted the Hidden Dragon Organization, in these two kinds of grievances and grievances, Jiang Ming has no reason to ignore this matter.

"Boom!"

On the martial arts arena, with a bang, the floor of the ground was all lifted up by a powerful force and flew in all directions, only to see the two figures in the field retreat from the center of the explosion and retreat towards the rear.

When a hurricane of energy blew, everyone looked towards the martial arts arena, only to see that the two had separated, Tong Zhan was still the same, standing in place without any fluctuations, and there was still a sneer on his face, while Ouyang Jin on the opposite side was panting, and there were bursts of strong killing intent in his eyes.

"It seems that the people of Heaven and Earth Gate will only brush their mouths, but that's it!" Tong Zhan said with a smile at the person opposite.

Ouyang Jin, who had been holding his breath for a while in this battle, was even more annoyed when he heard this.

Otherwise, this Tong Zhan's martial arts skills just restrained him, and with his strength, how could he have such a disadvantage among his peers.

"Hmph, don't talk too much!"

Ouyang Jin shouted angrily, only to see him bite his index finger and draw a strange rune in the void, and then he pinched the trick with both hands and began to change his handprint.

Seeing this, the Tong Zhan directly did not think about it, and once again stepped on the strange footwork and swept towards him at great speed.

Although he didn't know what tricks Ouyang Jin was going to make, he still chose to attack immediately out of instinct.

Not long after the two stopped the fierce battle, a new round of battle started again, and everyone in the stands also watched with their heads tilted up.

Tong Zhan brought up a phantom, the wind was under his feet, and his movements were as fast as lightning, and Ouyang Jin directly raised his arms after a change in his handprint.

"Flying Thorn!"

I saw Ouyang Jin let out a low cry, and all those tiny silk threads were withdrawn into his fingertips.

Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was focused, and Tong Zhan, who was heading towards Ouyang Jin, also became serious at this time.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, bursts of wind broke from Ouyang Jin's body, and I saw silk threads constantly flying out of his body.

In Jiang Ming's divine sense, the silk threads that flew out were not as slender as before, and the original silk threads were greatly condensed to the length of ordinary daggers after his recovery.

Although the length was much shorter than before, the number of silk threads had increased by hundreds or thousands of times compared to before, and those thin and short silk threads continued to fly out of Ouyang Jin's body, directly forming a huge net of silk threads, and that Tong Zhan was completely shrouded in the giant net.

"This trick is not a joke...... Jiang Ming sighed secretly.

Originally, Tong Zhan was able to suppress Ouyang Jin in a short period of time by relying on his perfect combination of skills, but Ouyang Jin changed the original attack mode, and the siege of ten silk threads Tong Zhan may be avoided by virtue of the subtlety of footwork, but this rain-like silk thread can't be avoided even by no matter how exquisite footwork is.

Unless this kind of large-scale attack is counteracted with the same attack, or used strength to attack, if Jiang Ming faced such a vast silk thread, he could directly use his fist to launch a quick attack to block all those silk threads.

However, that Tong Zhan's fist technique is mainly soft and recalcible, and such a large-area attack is obviously not able to resist hard, and his footwork is not very useful in this dense attack like raindrops.

Originally, Tong Zhan could take advantage of the enemy because of his combination skills, but now that Ouyang Jin has changed the mode of attack, it just turns this situation upside down.

And that Ouyang Jin, when he just finished performing this move, his face immediately became a lot paler, and while supporting the silk threads to shoot out continuously, the aura on his body became weaker and weaker, and his face became more and more pale, and it was obvious that this move would bring him a great burden.

This kind of burden is too great, so he usually doesn't use it easily, and it can also be seen from his increasingly sluggish aura during the casting process that this kind of attack is also a huge consumption for him, and it must not be long compared to the staying power.

The nervousness on Zheng Mian's face on the side was also visible to Jiang Ming, Ouyang Jin's move had already taken the advantage, but Zheng Mian not only did not show peace of mind but was even more anxious, it seems that she also knew that Ouyang Jin was desperate.

Although this move is powerful enough to finish the Tong War, once this short time passes, Ouyang Jin will not have any strength to fight again, and at that time he can only be slaughtered by Tong Zhan.

Besides, on that field, Ouyang Jin's situation was immediately changed after he launched this flying spur in the sky.

Tong Zhan had already used his footwork to the limit, and his speed was several times faster than before, but even if he raised his martial arts to this limit, he still couldn't catch up with the flying spikes in the sky.

In a few breaths, Tong Zhan's body was cut by those flying thorns, and the red blood had already soaked his clothes.

In vain, just as Tong Zhan was trying his best to resist the flying spurs in the sky, Ouyang Jin's body suddenly shook, and he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of red blood.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Ouyang Jin's body was unstable and almost fell to the ground, and with the moment he made this mistake, the flying spurs in the sky also stopped.

The audience was shocked, especially Zheng Xuan, whose throat and eyes couldn't wait to mention it on his face, and a trace of worry flashed on his face.

It seems that this kind of attack is indeed too burdensome for Ouyang Jin, and now he can't hold on anymore.

And Tong Zhan took advantage of the moment just now to directly step on the footwork and retreat sharply, only to see that he stepped dozens of meters and instantly retreated to a hundred meters away, and at this time, Ouyang Jin also forcibly raised a breath of essence to summon the flying thorns in the sky again.

Dense flying spikes like raindrops continued to fly out of Ouyang Jin's body again, but at this time, the huge net formed by those flying spikes had been condensed a lot compared to before, and Ouyang Jin was obviously exhausted.

At this time, Tong Zhan, who had retreated to a hundred meters away, also moved again, this time he did not rush forward again, but put his hand on the handle of the huge war knife behind his back.

Jiang Ming was fascinated, his eyes didn't even blink, although the two sides had their own strengths and weaknesses in the battle so far, but in Jiang Ming's opinion, the Tong Zhan seemed to be much stronger than Ouyang Jin, and what gave Jiang Ming this feeling was the huge war knife behind him.

Since Jiang Ming knew Tong Zhan, he has never left this war knife, which has almost become one of the representatives of Tong Zhan, but Jiang Ming has never seen Tong Zhan pull out this knife.

At this tricky moment, Tong Zhan chose to take out the knife, although Jiang Ming had never seen his sword technique, but he dared to use this knife to deal with such a powerful attack, Tong Zhan must be extraordinary in terms of sword skills.

"Boom!" I saw Tong Zhan take out the war knife in the scabbard, and at the same time, in the entire martial arts arena, a breath of vicissitudes that seemed to have passed through the ancient times suddenly rushed towards him.

"It's... It's ......"

Feeling this unusual aura, Jiang Ming's face immediately changed greatly, and he exclaimed in his heart.

This kind of breath is too familiar, this is the breath of a divine soldier!

The sword of the child war actually exuded the same divine weapon aura as the Nether Sword, although the origin of this war knife and the Nether Sword was different, but the aura of the two that also traveled through the ages belonged to the unique fluctuations of the divine weapon. (To be continued.) )