Chapter 145: Fighting the Sword Again 2

Dao Ming looked at Tang Le calmly, and he stood in place with the Mingyue Knife in his hand again, as if he had already controlled the direction of the arena before the game started.

Finally, he got into action. His body jumped up violently, exerting his speed to the extreme, leaving a series of afterimages behind him, and his fierce eyes stared coldly at Tang Le. His thick shoulders drove his forearm to wave the Bright Moon Knife in his right hand, and it appeared in front of Tang Le out of thin air, and the sharp knife surface danced between his hands, and then smashed down violently.

Tang Le was not afraid of danger, his body was slightly to one side, and at the same time, the black silver grass in his right hand bloomed with dazzling light. He didn't panic in the slightest, as if he didn't notice that there was a steel knife above his head.

But in the next second, Tang Le's right hand shook violently, and the black silver grass between his right palm instantly stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dozens of black vines were thrown out of his hand casually, absorbing the third spirit ring, and the toughness of the black silver grass was greatly strengthened, and each one of them swam quietly like a black dragon.

Seeing that the Mingyue knife was about to slash at the top of Tang Le's head, but Dao Ming's body actually stopped in the air, and the sharp knife edge was only less than a centimeter away from Tang Le's body.

Dao Ming only felt as if his body was being controlled, and there was an inexplicable force pulling him away.

Seeing that his body was already full of black silver grass, the corners of Dao Ming's mouth raised a disdainful smile, "It's been so many days, and you can only do this ability?" ”

And the corners of Tang Le's mouth raised a playful smile, he seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.

"You want to stop me with this kind of thing?" Dao Ming's eyes were full of disappointment.

However, the next second something horrified him happened. Black vines five or six meters long rose from all directions of him, and you instantly wrapped him tightly with lightning speed, and at the same time, a circle of stinging vines was erected in the outermost layer, making it look like a cage as a whole.

The first soul technique is strangled one by one. Launch!

In the next second, the entire black cage seemed to be injected with vitality, and it began to move slowly. It was like a python splitting his food and began to roll, and the thick roots of the black-stemmed grass kept rubbing against the floor, and even though the floor was extremely defensive, it was inevitably wearing out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Le quickly stepped back, and at the same time, the black silver grass between the palm of his right hand regrown, just like before, and quickly spread to the entire field.

However, Dao Ming, who was in the middle of the cage, was not so comfortable, he seemed to be in a tumbling ball, he couldn't even maintain his own balance, and almost fell on the barbed black silver grass, which made him a little dizzy.

But years of combat experience suddenly made him steady, and at the same time, a blood-red light mist filled his eyes, allowing him to see where he was in this sealed environment.

Dao Ming stood in place, but then the Mingyue Knife flung to the ground, and it stabbed directly into the black silver grass. Immediately after that, Dao Ming let out an earth-shattering roar, and the three auras under his feet began to spiral up. The muscles of his whole body began to bulge rapidly, as if he was covered with a layer of mecha, and then the second spirit ring on his body lit up.

In that instant, his right hand gripped the Bright Moon Knife inserted above the Black Silver Grass, injecting the surging soul power into it. The Bright Moon Knife actually ignited a raging fire, and a blood-red flame burst out, and the moment that blazing flame touched the Black Silver Grass, the Black Silver Grass turned into ashes.

Forced to cut a big hole in the cage, Dao Ming walked out with a gloomy face, at this time the flames on his Mingyue knife had disappeared, allowing his martial soul to produce flames out of thin air, the consumption of his soul power was undoubtedly huge, according to normal circumstances, with his current soul power could not support it for two minutes at all, so it was better to use it sparingly.

"How does it feel to be inside?" Tang Le said with a smile, and at the same time showed his big white teeth, and a sunny smile appeared on his face.

"Good!" Dao Ming gritted his teeth, and then he grabbed the handle of the Mingyue knife with both hands, pressed the knife against his abdomen, and rushed forward to stab him with an arrow step.

Ling Bo's micro-steps exploded instantly, Tang Le directly took a few steps backwards to avoid his attack, and the bright moon knife of Dao Ming was close to Tang Le's chest, almost stabbing into his chest. Immediately afterwards, Tang Le's whole person was like a tiger that had escaped from the cage, and he suddenly stepped forward and pounced, his hands grabbed Dao Ming's hands tightly like tiger claws, and before he could react, his soul power was injected into his right leg and kicked over.

With a "bang", Tang Le's kick kicked on his calf, and Dao Ming was unbalanced by the force, almost falling to the ground, and then staggered backwards, and only stabilized after taking a few steps back.

However, Tang Le didn't want to give him a chance to counterattack, and the second soul technique was launched one by one!

The black silver grass that had been arranged around him suddenly surged up like a tidal wave, binding the soldiers firmly, and not a single sharp thorn on the black silver grass directly pierced his skin, and purple venom was injected into his body drop by drop.

"Ahh

Dao Ming was in pain and couldn't help screaming. At this time, his whole face was red, and his whole body was also red due to the toxin, like a roasted shrimp.

"Bright Moon Slash!"

Dao Ming roared angrily, trying to raise the Bright Moon Knife to split all the black shadow grass beside him, but the toxin produced on the black silver grass made his whole person move slowly and his hands were out of strength, and he didn't have the slightest strength to resist anymore.

Dao Ming also looked at Tang Le in disbelief, it was only a few days apart, why did this kid's attack power increase by leaps and bounds? It made me feel a little afraid!

The corners of Tang Le's mouth raised a smug smile, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness was directly injected into his right fist, only to see that in the blink of an eye, Tang Le's right hand remembered the dazzling light.

Tang Le's figure flashed, leaving behind him a series of afterimages, Ling Bo micro-steps instantly exploded, and he came to Dao Ming in just a breath.

Dao Ming subconsciously wanted to raise the knife to resist, but he had been heavily wrapped in black silver grass at this time, not to mention the influence of the toxin, so he could only take Tang Le's Tianshan Folding Plum Hand.

Tang Le's right hand formed an elegant movement in the air, and at the same time, it was accompanied by a fierce murderous aura and a surging Northern Darkness True Qi that hit Dao Ming.

"Whoosh" was accompanied by a burst of explosion, Dao Ming's whole body was tied, and the whole person flew out directly, only two legs were swinging helplessly.