"Oops!" Almost at the moment when the environment changed, Feng Xue realized that something was wrong, or rather, something was wrong.

Don't look at it before, it seems to have taken the advantage, but in the end, it's just relying on the mother's filter to filter the opponent's killing moves, and at the same time, pull the other party into their own realm to fight.

But even so, he only delayed the other party in that fist and foot collision environment, and never caused substantial damage, and he only relaxed a little for a moment, and the other party seized the opportunity to break free of his power.

"Or, in fact, there is also an element of the lack of coercive effect of the iron-blooded tough guy, if the two sides fight each other, it will indeed fight hand-to-hand until one side can't get up again, but as long as you seize the opportunity to admit defeat, you can withdraw from this kind of close-quarters internal friction."

Feng Xue opened the golden finger to look for clues in the starry space, but in her heart she was reflecting on the various battles she had fought before.

Then he realized one of his biggest shortcomings—

He lacks the ability to "catch people".

Maybe it's because he's always been on the weak side, he has become unprecedented, and all he thinks about has always been how to survive, and his ability is mostly considered in terms of escape and survival, and a small number of offensive abilities are either by mistake or focused on head-to-head confrontation, and he has never considered the problem of grabbing the enemy when he is evenly matched, or even crushing the opponent.

"It's because I haven't changed my thinking.,Although I've always taken the Tale of Hundred Things as an imaginary enemy.,But in fact, most of my thoughts are still on attacking the new world.,Leave more strange stories.,It's a pvE idea.,But now,The aborigines of the general world can't deal with me at all.,It's become quite easy to leave strange talks.,At this time,You should put more thought on pvp.。

Feng Xue muttered secretly in her heart, but shouted loudly:

"Come out! It's a guy who fights with real knives and guns, if it's a girl, then open a room and compare, what kind of skill are you trapping me here? ”

The voice kept spreading in the space, but there was no echo, which made it difficult for Feng Xue to judge the specific size of the space, and the other party showed no signs of being stimulated, which made him have more and more headaches.

"It looks like it should be a domain ability.,Speaking of which,The other party's configuration,It's completely the top PVP play.,If you want to spread it in the new world, it's enough for yourself to have a headache.,But as a means of fighting with weird talks.,It's really invincible!"

Feng Xue pinched her eyebrows and began to calibrate her thinking in her heart.

He has been a weird story for less than five years, and his thinking mode is still more short-lived, and he subconsciously feels that his goal is to increase the length of his life, not to relieve the boredom of a long time, let alone find someone to fight.

This kind of thinking itself also has the "enclosure self-sprouting" thinking template of agricultural civilization, if you change to a nomadic or pirate nation, then the first thing you must think about is how to rob others.

With a deep sigh, Feng Xue made a profound review of her immaturity, and at the same time gave up simple observation and began to pace in this seemingly vast space.

He could clearly feel that the [Six True Immortals] strange talk that he had just formed was slowly wilting, although the speed was not fast, but there was no doubt that it was that strange talk that was pulling out the traces left by him.

Although he has already obtained the power of [Immortal], even if there is no strange talk, he can use other strange talk to raise, but this means that the big cake he drew is gone before it is hot, which makes him how can he bear it when he has just smelled it?

As for his own safety, he didn't care at all.

Don't look at him being trapped in such a space now, but in the end, his foundation is not in this world, it's a big deal to directly wipe his neck and return to the city to resurrect, with his current influence in the Yan Country, and the potential influence brought by burning so many martial gods, at most, he will be able to return from the legend in ten years.

"Hey! How about a discussion? Anyway, your ability is also in dreams, so how about one of us focusing on dreams and one of us focusing on reality? It's a big deal that I've banned the cultivation method of the Yuanshen lineage! Hear no! Eldest brother? Big sister? Belle? ”

Feng Xue still didn't stop talking, although the words that didn't know whether to say it was discussion or ridicule had no effect at all, but he still enjoyed it.

He could clearly perceive that while he was yelling, the speed at which his Six True Immortal Monsters would shrink would slow down, although he didn't know whether this was a coincidence, the other party's ability limitations, or simply the other party was disturbed by his own words, but he thought that this was the other party's ability to sense the situation on his side, so he worked harder and harder.

Even, it uses power!

I saw him take out a high-power stereo from his storage props, and while playing the execution song, he held a microphone and sang a death rap that was unbearable for human beings like the internal organs of sea cucumbers.

It's not that he can't sing rap, but he deliberately "reverses" [Jingshan Baijia], for the sake of that noise.

Not only that, but he also took out the coffin board and made all kinds of gadgets, making this originally quiet and peaceful space more and more noisy.

Finally, the atrophied fluctuations that originated from the origin of the strange talk disappeared completely, becoming smooth and rigorous, Feng Xue knew that this was probably because the other party finally couldn't stand it and simply didn't pay attention to him.

And that's exactly what he needs.

didn't stop the rap in his mouth, but just stopped the action of constantly cutting the coffin board, but grabbed a pair of bracelets made of wood and threw a few elements into it at random.

Syllable!

With the press of the recasting button, the bracelet quickly collapsed, and then transformed again, and finally turned into a fine white jade bracelet, for this picture of successful shipment, Feng Xue did not have the slightest joy, but did not even bother to look at the content of the entry, casually threw it aside, and then grabbed a thing again, and smelted it again.

One, two, three......

I don't know what happened to the moth, the probability of refining success today is unexpectedly high, Feng Xue also simply calmed down, while checking the abilities of each item, while investing in the new items.

The quantity of elements is more or less, and the amount of knowledge is large and small.

As time passed, there were more and more phantom objects in front of Feng Xue, but at the same time, with the accumulation of times, the products of failure also began to increase.

As a result, black balls began to emerge under the noisy starry sky, and the black balls decomposed rapidly as soon as they appeared, turning into streams of data containing mosaics and floating into the sky.

Only this time, as the number of black balls continued to increase, the smile on the corner of Feng Xue's mouth became more and more intense.

Finally, as another reforged failed, an angry voice finally exploded in my ears—

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

(End of chapter)