Zhong Ling's idea is theoretically feasible, but Vientiane is also a martial artist, he has a lot more combat experience than Zhong Lingke, and he has already discovered it before Zhong Ling's arrangement is complete.

Vientiane unleashed spells to cancel out most of Zhong Ling's thunder grids as he summoned his demon beasts.

Vientiane's monster beast is very special, not the attack monster that ordinary people choose, but a bubble worm like a balloon.

When the bubble worm is summoned, it keeps sending out bubbles from the back cavity.

The bubbles fell irregularly around Zhong Ling. Zhong Ling didn't know what the purpose of these bubbles was, so he had to dodge and send out various spells to test what skills the bubbles were afraid of.

The bubbles are sticky, and spell attacks are wrapped in it, and spells that can't penetrate the bubbles lose speed and slowly disappear inside the bubbles. And those bubbles that had been wrapped in spells stopped in place, becoming obstacles that hindered Zhong Ling's movements.

The little fox observed the effect of the bubbles in Zhong Ling's arms and jumped on Zhong Ling's shoulder.

"Xiao Ling, pay attention to the bubbles under your feet, don't get caught, I'll use the wind wall to deal with them. ”

"These bubbles will swallow spells. ”

"I know, I'm going to blow it away and fall to the ground when it's bigger than their size. In turn, wrap the bubbles that have fallen to the ground and throw them out, emptying your activity area. ”

"Okay, that's it! I'm going to plug the back cavity of this monster. ”

The wind wall spell sent by the little fox is also a range spell, and the bubbles can't be wrapped at all, and the wind blows down the tower. Zhong Ling's active area is immediately unaffected.

Zhong Ling, who took out his small sword and moved towards the bubble worm, dodged Vientiane's heavy punch attacks, and kept cutting wounds on Vientiane's body one after another.

Vientiane's body is really like an elephant with rough skin and thick flesh, and the wounds of the little flying sword are very deep, but the flying sword without Bing will break through the epidermis layer to reach the dermis. Therefore, although the wound in Vientiane was large, there was not much blood left.

Zhong Ling found out about the situation. Control the flying sword to concentrate the attack in the back of Vientiane.

Zhong Ling, who moved to the side of the bubble worm, was entangled with Vientiane while observing the bubble worm's attack.

Before attacking, the bubble worm inhales a large stomach of air, and then blows a large bubble from the back cavity like bubble gum. Finally, shoot the bubble at the target.

Zhong Ling commanded the flying sword to stab the bubble worm in the stomach, thinking: I will poke your skin, see how you blow.

Vientiane saw Zhong Ling's thoughts, and knew that the bubble worm would definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the flying sword. Immediately command the bubble worm to flee to his side, and block the flying sword with his fist.

The bubble worm that fled to Vientiane's side turned into a liquid-like form and attached to Vientiane's body, and actually began to repair Vientiane's severed skin.

The little fox and Zhong Ling, who had cleared all the bubbles, glanced at each other, and then both shook their heads. None of them found out where Vientiane's weaknesses were.

"Raccoon, can you control that bubble?"

"You can't fully control it, you can only delay it a little. ”

"Is it okay to be empty?"

"He's delayed a little longer than me, but it's not enough for you to hurt everything. ”

The two were speechless.

"Xiao Ling, can't your flying sword command it to attack and enter in one position like a spear head, or do you have to watch it before you can command it?"

"I haven't tried it, and there's always a feeling that I can't find it out of my sight. ”

"No, think about it, your mother can feel the little sword's warning that you are in danger from so far away. So control of the sword shouldn't have to be in your line of sight. ”

"There's a point in what you're saying. In this way, you first attract the attention of Vientiane. I'll try to control the little sword. ”

"Good!" the little fox agreed, and immediately cast all kinds of gorgeous spells. Walls of fire, cold fog, rain curtains, earth shields, and so on can block the sight of Vientiane, and spells emerge endlessly around Vientiane.

Vientiane suddenly didn't care about these at all, the only thing he was afraid of now was Zhong Ling's flying sword. That thing could pierce the elephant body skills that made him famous. It's not that Xiaojian is short, it is estimated that he will be bleeding a long time ago. Therefore, he did not act rashly in the attack of the little fox, but was more careful to guard against the sneak attack of the little sword.

Zhong Ling closed his eyes and focused his spiritual power on the little flying sword. The little flying sword hovered in front of Zhong Ling's eyebrows and buzzed.

Vientiane, who was obstructed from his vision, tensed, he couldn't see what the buzzing was, thinking that Zhong Ling was preparing some killing move. Vientiane opened his talisman armor and took out a large shield in his hand, ready to resist at any time.

Zhong Ling's spiritual power rushed all the way to the handle in the small sword, and found that there was a transparent diaphragm at the handle, and there was a villain who looked exactly like her in the diaphragm. Floating cross-legged in the space of the handle.

Zhong Ling concentrated his mental power and rushed a few times, but there was still no change in the diaphragm.

Could it be that my method is wrong?" Zhong Ling controlled his mental power and carefully observed the thin layer of diaphragm.

Soon she noticed that there were several very faint marks on the diaphragm. These few small traces are connected by the word "heart".

Zhong Ling pondered: Isn't it true that the heart is not to use spiritual power to break through the diaphragm, but to use telepathy?

Try to attach your mind to the spiritual power and come to the diaphragm together. At first, the diaphragm, which could not enter with a single spiritual power, was immediately shattered into pieces like glass that had been smashed by a hammer under Zhong Ling's mind.

Zhong Ling's mind entered the body of the suspended little girl without hindrance.

The little girl opened her eyes violently. Zhong Ling's heart appeared at the same time as the scene that the little girl saw.

The hilt of the sword was directly transparent to the little girl's eyes. The little fox outside the hilt of the sword and the attacked Vientiane were clearly seen by the little girl.

Zhong Ling no longer used gestures to command the flying sword, but let the little sword fly into the air in his heart. The little girl in the little sword made a gesture in the hilt of the sword, directing the flying sword to fly into the air.

"Haha, it's done. Zhong Ling jumped up happily. At the same time, various orders are conveyed in the heart. The little flying swords are all completed one by one.

Zhong Ling walked to the side of the little fox in high spirits and patted the little fox's little head: "Little ghost, thank you for your hard work." Watch me show you a thousand miles to take the head of the enemy. ”

I saw a small flying sword in mid-air buzzing straight into Vientiane's head.

Vientiane heard a strange sound coming, and hurriedly raised his shield to block the top of his head.

Poof. The flying sword pierces through the shield and continues to move forward. Vientiane was shocked, in the previous battle, he also touched the rules of the flying sword, as long as the flying sword was not seen by the little girl, the flying sword had no attack power. But this time, the chill caused by the flying sword did not lessen in the slightest, and he still attacked himself.

It was too late for Vientiane to dodge, so he had to raise his arms to block.

The armor of the flying sword piercing both arms pierces through the arms and continues to move forward.

"Ahh However, the flying sword that stabbed at high speed pierced the helmet above his head and exited the back of his head. Vientiane's shouting immediately stopped.

Wanjia Wuzun is dead.