Chapter Ninety-Two: The First Battle of Words
Tong Hou was even more embarrassed, and said: "My fighting direction, the difficulty technique I majored in, well, at present, I can only be trapped without discrimination, including myself, and I can't distinguish between friend and foe." ”
Zhang Deming: "??? ”
What the heck? And such a trap? What a wonder!
Awesome my brother, I'm convinced.
Just chatting about these few words, Zhang Deming's vines have already grown at a speed that can't win the other party's destruction.
As for Tong Hou's chess pieces, they are completely tickling and paddling.
Zhang Deming groaned slightly, and said, "Trap people." ”
Tong Hou was stunned when he heard this, but he hesitated slightly, and then chose to do it.
He stretched out his right hand, which was different from the regular pinch, and as his right hand was extended, he made a chess move.
The tip of his middle finger pressed the tip of his index finger, and an illusory chess piece appeared in his hand.
'Chess Formation: Dilemma. ’
At this moment, an illusory chessboard appeared from the ground, encompassing everyone.
"Smack......
With a soft sound, Tong Hou pressed the illusory chess pieces on the illusory chessboard.
The entire chessboard was fixed in an instant, and no one could move, including Tong Hou himself.
Such a painful trapping skill, Zhang Deming can be regarded as having seen it.
After trapping people, Tong Hou looked at Zhang Deming and said, "What should I do, I can only be trapped for about five minutes."
Their combined attack skills have a unique way of accelerating, and with this prohibition, the two of us shouldn't be able to run out. ”
"Hmph, I see how many times you can perform this trick, and if you have the ability, you can drag it all the way to the foot of Tianlingmen Mountain." An old voice, the leader of the seven, spoke.
Trapped again, the seven men in black were not panicked at all, apparently they had experienced it more than once.
"What about junior brother, I can be sleepy again at most." Tong Hou said to Zhang Deming with a somewhat ugly face.
Zhang Deming ignored the other party, and took this moment to carefully observe the seven people on the other side.
The biggest threat now is not the old man, a grandmaster, who can't break his spiritual shield in a short time.
This is also the reason why martial artists have not been popular.
The biggest threat is the combined attack technique, with the blessing of the combined attack, the leading old man should have the ability to break the spiritual shield with a full blow.
After observing for a long time, Zhang Deming found the key problem, this combination technique has no weaknesses, and it is all weaknesses.
There is no weakness in the absence of a position similar to the eye of the formation for the seven people.
It's all weakness because they have to stay in a certain position.
After finding out the key, Zhang Deming showed a confident smile and said, "It's okay, let's remove the spell!" ”
Looking at Zhang Deming's confident appearance, Tong Hou hesitated for a moment and lifted the spell.
The moment the spell was lifted, before everyone's bodies had completely recovered their actions, Zhang Deming spoke:
"I heard a rumor that the people in my northeast side would attack me out of fear."
A cold word sounded, and the entire battlefield changed color.
Tong Hou said in surprise: "Rumors? ”
The old man on the other side obviously also knew a lot about the Heavenly Spirit Gate, and said in surprise: "Oh no, the spirit magician who took the direction of the battle, this is the inner gate seed of the Heavenly Spirit Gate." ”
As everyone changed color at the same time, the object of Zhang Deming's words had suddenly moved, and he directly rushed out of the range of the combined attack formation and rushed directly towards Zhang Deming.
The rumors were actually not strong, and after a few steps, he forcibly controlled his body.
However, the invisible connection between the seven has been broken.
With such a small change, the vines that were originally struggling were no longer struggling in an instant, and there was a great deal of reverse suppression, a dozen and seven postures.
It seems that the combined attack technique cannot be re-condensed in an instant, and after it is broken, several people will have a posture of defeat.
"The idea is too strong, withdraw!" The old man who led the team was obviously a more decisive person, and while speaking, he abruptly lifted the ban.
The seven turned around and were about to run away.
Oh, come when you want, go when you want, when I don't exist?
Zhang Deming pointed to a man in black and said, "I heard a rumor, it is said: you are not willing to retreat without gain. ”
Among the seven people who retreated quickly, Zhang Deming pointed at him, and his body instantly stiffened, and he fell behind.
His six teammates also fell, and the old man who led the team gritted his teeth, and a fire fold fell out of his pocket, and then he sold the man directly without pause.
Zhang Deming's heels and wings appeared, and he stepped forward quickly, completely sticking to the warrior who had fallen behind because of the influence of rumors.
Several vines circled towards him, and seven were no opponents, let alone an innate martial artist.
In a moment, the vines trapped him.
Looking at the man in black who kept struggling, Zhang Deming controlled the vines and hung him upside down in front of him.
Reached out and removed the other person's black mask.
After seeing the other party's face clearly, Zhang Deming was slightly stunned.
This turned out to be a teenager, even younger than him, sixteen or seventeen years old.
A teenage innate martial artist?
Isn't the martial arts of the Hongmeng realm very weak, and the innate martial artists are all rare and immortal?
A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, he looked at the young man, and said, "Tell me, who are you, why do you want to fight the cultivator's idea." ”
The other party looked at Zhang Deming coldly and didn't say a word.
Zhang Deming shook his head and said directly: "I heard a rumor, it is said: you are very happy to answer my question. ”
As the rumor took effect, the young man's face twitched and he said, "We belong to the ...... of Wu"
As soon as he said a few words, the young man's face froze, and an ordinary fire fold in the distance suddenly flickered a little fire.
Zhang Deming's expression moved slightly, and he didn't wait to be distracted.
The vine hanging the young man was quickly pulled away, and after a short moment of stiffening, the young man's entire head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.
"Shhh...... Blood Soul Oath? Tong Hou looked at the young man who had exploded and said in surprise.
Zhang Deming nodded and said, "It should be this kind of vicious oath, but it doesn't stop." ”
Coming to a pile of black ash, Zhang Deming continued: "There seems to be something here just now, and the moment it burns, it directly clears all traces of tracking around. ”
Tong Hou opened his mouth and said, "So, in the other party's organization, there are also oath magicians with high cultivation?" ”
Zhang Deming spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do I know, you met before me, shouldn't I ask you?" ”
Tong Hou smiled awkwardly and said, "Let's go quickly, hurry back to the sect and report these to the sect, I don't think it's easy to do this." ”
Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "It's useless, the other party obviously knows the sect very well."
The targets chosen are all disciples who don't get much attention.
In addition, in the sect, from the top to the bottom, all cultivators have extreme disregard for mortals, and if you report it, it should have no effect in a short time.
You were chased by mortals just now, aren't you embarrassed to say it? ”