There are many people who use sound waves to kill people, and many magic weapons such as bells and bells use sound waves to kill people, and their power is also very terrifying, but it is extremely rare to fight with sound rhythms.

In Wang Ping's cognition, it seems that only Yun Yifei has this kind of strength, and the rest really don't, but he didn't expect that this holy son of the White Crane Sect actually knows the rhythm of music, and it can be said that it is impossible to guard against it for fighting.

However, what surprised Wang Ping was the Dream Saint Son, this guy was really hidden, and even the rhythm could be broken, which was a bit like Gusu Murong's way of returning the favor to him.

Seeing that his rhythm of battle was broken, the White Crane Holy Son Ma Shan changed his strategy and defended with all his might, I don't attack, but if I purely defend, the consumption of divine power is very small, as long as I hold on to the fact that the divine power of the Holy Son of the Dream is almost consumed, and then I counterattack again, if I still lose, then I can only accept my fate.

Strategically speaking, he was successful in doing this, the Ghost Dream Son was unfathomable, if he fought hard, his chances of winning were really small, and he could only consume the opponent's divine power first and then think of other ways.

In an instant, Zhan Feiying sacrificed nine layers of defense, protecting himself like a barrier, no matter how you attack, I will not move.

Seeing him put on a defensive posture, many people watching the battle couldn't help but nod their heads and praise, before they figured out the opponent's attack methods, this kind of defense was the best way, it consumed the least divine power, and it could hold on for a longer time.

Even if he loses in the end, the divine power consumption of Luo Lingtian, the Holy Son of Phantom Dreams, will definitely not be small, and for the Holy Son who will challenge later, it will be equivalent to picking up a bargain.

And he may not lose if he does this, if the Son of Dreams does not have a special means of attack, it will be very difficult to break through his nine-layer defense.

Both of them are Holy Sons, both are the pride of the sky, in terms of talent, the two should be about the same, and it is very difficult for the Holy Son of Phantom Dream to break his absolute defense.

This battle is destined to be a protracted battle, this is everyone's opinion, Zhan Feiying's tactical choice is too good, he can afford it, but Luo Lingtian can't afford it, even if he is defeated in the end, there are still three holy sons waiting for him behind, he must save his strength to deal with the battle behind.

The Holy Son of Phantom Dreams obviously also saw the other party's intentions, and frowned slightly, everyone is the number one young master cultivated in their respective sects, who doesn't have some special life-saving means? Not to mention himself, even if an elder of the Saint Realm wants to kill a Holy Son, it is not such a simple matter.

Since the other party has put up a defensive position, he can only strike first, in the face of this super defense, all he can do is to attack strongly, find a way to break the opponent's defense, as long as the opponent's defense is broken, Zhan Feiying is not afraid.

Not only was he thinking, Wang Ping was also thinking about how to break through such a powerful defense, a nine-layer defense magic weapon, plus a body protection god, basically even if a saint made a move, he could resist a blow without dying.

After thinking about it, Wang Ping felt that if he wanted to break the opponent's defense at the least cost, then he could only break through the surface with a point, attack a point, and use the spiral dodge cover to drill through his nine-layer defense, and directly attack his body.

Just when Wang Ping was thinking about it, Luo Lingtian moved, the other party could afford to wait, but he couldn't afford to wait, he had to use thunder means to solve the other party in order to preserve his strength and hide his attack methods.

A long roar sounded in the field, inaudible at first, gradually intensified, and finally the whistle sounded like the sound of the heavens, covering all the sounds on the scene, and then Luo Lingtian, the Holy Son of the Ghost Dream, moved, his body shook twice like a ghost, and one by one people who were exactly the same as him were separated from his body, and there were as many as nine.

"It's ...... Out-of-body incarnation? ”

At this moment, everyone was stunned, the incarnation outside the body is a very advanced secret art, although it can be used when it reaches the Jindan realm, but the Jindan realm is at most an incarnation outside the body, and those who can reach as many as nine can at least have the strength of the saint realm to do it, could it be that Luo Lingtian has already reached the saint realm?

If this is the case, this competition will be meaningless, fighting alone, none of the four holy sons can defeat him, and no holy son in the divine realm has reached the realm of saints.

It can be said that after reaching the realm of a saint, he already has the strength to take over the sect, and so far no saint of the sect has such a cultivation.

The nine avatars and the main body attacked Zhan Feiying together, and each of them had a magic weapon in their hands, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and nine different magic weapons together to send out a killing machine.

The magic weapons of these nine people are different, but one thing is the same, they are all jade, they look very small, only more than a foot long, if it is a dagger, it is more than a foot long, but some spears and halberds are also more than a foot long, which is a bit funny.

However, after seeing the magic weapon in the hands of the nine people, all the scattered cultivators who were watching the battle were immediately shocked, and even the sect masters of the other six sects couldn't help but stand up.

Under the control of Luo Lingtian's incarnation, the nine magic weapons emitted a brilliant light, and each magic weapon urged Zhang Yu Qiangmang, which turned out to be an all-round attack without dead ends, and he was also drunk.

"It's ......"

"Nine Holy Soldiers?"

"How is that possible? The legendary Nine Holy Soldiers were actually in his hands? No wonder he has never been defeated, with the Nine Holy Soldiers here, he is already firmly invincible among his peers. ”

"The Son of the Dreaming has great luck! Even the legendary Nine Holy Soldiers can be obtained, and they will be able to ascend to the Supreme Road in the future, and maybe they will be able to become the second Supreme of the Phantom Dream Sect, if this is the case, the status of the Holy Land of the Phantom Dream Sect is unbreakable. ”

"A double supreme, what a powerful foundation is this? There is no sect in the entire God Realm that has such a background. ”

Through the words of these loose cultivators, Wang Ping realized that the nine incarnations of Luo Lingtian, the Holy Son of the Ghost Dream, who were outside the body, were actually the Nine Holy Soldiers of the Ancient Period, which was too unbelievable, right?

Legend has it that the Nine Holy Soldiers were made by nine saints with nine extremely rare kinds of beautiful jade, each of which is the saint's natal magic weapon, that is, the legendary ancient holy soldiers.

The combat power of the saints of the primeval era is comparable to the current supreme realm powerhouse, their natal magic weapon must be very powerful, any one born will cause a robbery, I didn't expect the Holy Son of the Dream to get nine pieces alone, even if it is the most powerful male lord now, it is not easy to intercept and kill him.

Wang Ping was shocked, this Phantom Dream Holy Son must be more than these means, he was covering up, but even so, it was also the Nine Holy Soldiers who were dispatched, which showed how strong his strength was, only with the external incarnation and the Nine Holy Soldiers, none of these four Holy Sons was his opponent.