"Liu Ningshi, do you stop?" Yin Ying listened to Yu Shuiyang's screams, and only felt that Liu Ningshi was slapping her in the face.

"You, if you want to go over, you'll have to ask my fist if I agree. An Dafang moved a few steps horizontally, blocking the middle of Yin Ying and Liu Ningshi with a single fist.

"Hahaha! Wonderful, really wonderful! What a bitter meat plan for bitter meat. The man in Tsing Yi suddenly let out bursts of wild laughter, attracting everyone's attention: "My silk has not been broken for a long time." ”

"Hiss-hiss!" a sound like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter came from nowhere, causing everyone to look around.

"Mmmmmmmmmm Zuo Tianhao heard the "hiss" sound, goosebumps all over his body, turned around and ran: "Miss Yin, go quickly." ”

"Wow!" As soon as Zuo Tianhao's words fell, dozens of twisted and twisted silk threads flew out of the dirt and pierced Fu Bo's body; his right hand trembled and pointed at the man in Tsing Yi, and blood flowed out of the silk thread from the perforation one by one, and it didn't take long for him to hang his hand and die.

"It's so miserable!" Liu Ningshi saw this scene, and the pink fist that was supposed to hit Shui Yang fell into the air stiffly.

"This silk thread is too domineering, Miss Liu, Miss Yanran, Da Fang, evacuate quickly. Tong Bo drank as his body swayed backwards, and the silk threads piercing from the ground shot at him again and again like sharp blades.

"Haha, the broken silk has taken root, I'm afraid it's not so easy to leave!" The man in Tsing Yi was a little one-legged, his body floating in mid-air, and his hands were wrapped in dense broken wires, looking extremely disgusting.

"I don't believe in evil!" An Dafang faced the three silk threads that attacked him, crossed his fists to his chest, and used his internal force to condense a huge tiger in front of him, flashing white light towards the silk threads.

"Naive. The man in Tsing Yi in mid-air swung his right palm towards the silk thread on An Dafang's side, and the silk thread seemed to have spirituality, twisting and circumventing the tiger-shaped energy, stabbing at his knees and right shoulders respectively.

"Dingding. Liu Ningshi's figure flashed, and the dragon-shaped dagger waved left and right, forcibly blocking the two silk threads on the lower road.

"Hmm!" An Dafang grabbed the silk thread with his right palm, but the silk thread still reached through his fist and pierced his shoulder blade.

"Cut! Tong Bo dodged the silk thread attacking him at his feet, and thought about countermeasures: "Although Zuo Tianhao and Yin Ying were also attacked by the silk thread, they ran fast and were already ten zhang away; ”

"Zuo Tianmou, don't you want to fight alone with Tong?" Tong Bo flipped in the air, stepped on the silk thread and tapped twice, and slowly approached the man in Tsing Yi in mid-air: "For the sake of fairness, let everyone present leave first." ”

"Hahaha, can't I see through such a subterfuge?" The originally indifferent face of the man in Tsing Yi had already become hideous, and he waved his right palm towards Tong Bo, and the silk threads were densely gathered together as thick as an arm: "I want you all to be buried for the second brother." ”

Tong Bo saw the silk thread attacking him in one go, and hurriedly flipped back three somersaults, and then turned sharply to the left with his hand to barely avoid it; Rao was like this, his left cheek was cut by the blade of the silk thread with a slender wound, and blood flowed.

"I see, the closer you get to the left Tianmou silk thread, the more dense it will rise. Tong Bo glanced at Liu and An, and then at Yan Ran, who was dodging: "And the number of silk threads that attacked the three of them was less than three, and it seems that the firepower has hit me." ”

"Miss Liu, you are fast, and you are supported by a dragon-shaped dagger; Tong Bo made a judgment in an instant: "Miss Yanran used the drum of the onomatopoeia technique to assist the tiger roar of the great defense to concentrate on the attack body. ”

"Knock! knock!" Yan Ran's drum beat was rhythmic and sonorous, and he could only hear An Dafang's blood boiling, and with the sound of this drum, he used the internal strength of his whole body to his chest, ready to go.

"Well, the silk thread seems to be getting more and more violent, and even the flowers and trees around it seem to be dancing under the control of the silk thread. Tong Bo hurriedly shouted: "The drum is about to stop, and the tiger roar will never come out." ”

"Roar, roar, roar. But it was too late, and the scorching tiger-shaped energy, with the assistance of the drums, rushed towards Zuo Tianmou in mid-air.

Zuo Tianmou waved his palms, and many silk threads pierced out of the ground, forming an arm-like thick silk thread blocking in front of him, and there was a fierce collision with the tiger-shaped energy.

"Smack!" The silk threads were scattered under the impact of the tiger-shaped energy, and some aftermath rushed towards Zuo Tianmou.

"Boom!" Zuo Tianmou couldn't dodge, his arms were raised in front of him, and he touched this momentum, falling from mid-air, his eyes were slightly closed, and a blood line was left on his temples on both sides.

"Good opportunity. Liu Ningshi moved, blue light flashed on the dragon-shaped dagger, and he swung a knife towards Zuo Tianmou, who was kneeling on one knee.

"No!" Tong Bo crushed a dark flint in his left and right palms, and also rushed towards Liu Ningshi's direction.

Zuo Tianmou's eyes widened, and several arm-thick silk threads drilled out of the ground around him and attacked Liu Ningshi from the left, middle and right directions.

Liu Ningshi flashed the silk threads on the left and right sides, and swung a knife towards the middle lane, the thick silk threads suddenly broke and flew in the air, but the silk threads on the left and right turned a corner and struck her back.

"Snort!" Tong Bo walked out diagonally, grabbed the two silk threads that attacked Liu Ningshi with both palms, and the hand knife condensed by the black flames in his palm roughly chopped the silk threads.

"Miss Liu, retreat. Liu Ningshi's back belt was hooked by Tong Bo's silver chain, and she retreated sharply, so fast that the sound of the wind on both sides poured into her ears.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Five thick silk threads emerged from the ground around Zuo Tianmou, and these silk threads looked like the hot dancing girl twisting her slender waist like a water snake and dancing vigorously, and there was a fiery smell within a radius of ten zhang.

"Brother Xiangyun, these silk threads seem to be getting stronger and stronger. Liu Ningshi was still a little apprehensive, if it wasn't for Tong Bo's rescue, I am afraid that she would have become the same as Fu Bo.

"I'm sorry, but it was my mistake. Tong Bo extinguished the flame in his hand, leaving two dark burn marks on his palm: "When Miss Yanran used the drum, I found that Zuo Tianmou's silk thread was also excited, so I stopped it, but it was still too late." ”

"Tong Bo, have you finally found out?" Zuo Tianmou wiped the blood stains on his temples and floated in the air again: "And the smell of your black flame is just in line with the meaning of the heavenly silk, I can hear their excited cries." ”

"Puff, puff!" More thick silk threads emerged around Tong Bo and the others, gradually surrounding them.

"The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth. An Dafang shouted loudly, layers of white light appeared around his body, and his right fist was slowly raised.

"Dafang, calm down. Tong Boyi grabbed An Dafang's wrist: "The fierce and blazing internal force will help the silk to be more violent this day, if we attack again, a few of us will really be in trouble." ”

"You can't sit still. An Da roared rudely: "Even if we don't fight back, it won't be long before we are swallowed up by these silk threads." ”

Although this persuasion, what Dafang said is not unreasonable. Tong Bo looked at Liu Ningshi, and then at Yanran, his eyes were full of anxiety: "I want to be calm, there must be a way!"

"Hmm? Fu Bo is dead, how can Yu Shuiyang not be attacked by the silk thread? Tong Bo looked around, and suddenly saw Yu Shuiyang, who was already stunned, lying there straight and straight, but breathing evenly and unharmed.

"What is this?" Tong Bo found that a chill emanated from Yu Shuiyang's waist, and a wisp of ice-like aura slowly rose until it disappeared.

"I see. Tong Bo slowly let go of An Dafang's wrist, turned his head to Yan Ran and said, "Please use a soft onomatopoeia to ease the offensive of these silk threads first; ”

Yanran understood. ”

Ning Shi understood. ”

"Drip, drip, drip. "After a gentle drizzle, the droplets of water condensed in the treetops dripped into the stagnant water of the earth, and the sound of the flute drifted in all directions.

The silk thread that was originally twisted wildly actually slowed down with the cooperation of Liu Ningshi's flute and Yanran's onomatopoeia.

"Dafang, I need you to disturb Zuo Tianmou. Seeing that his strategy was working, Tong Bo couldn't help but secretly clench his fists: "Is there a soft move in the Tiger Roar Fist that can be hit remotely?" ”

"There's a trick to rest, but you can. An Dafang spared his head: "However, I am not proficient in this trick, and I don't know if I can use it well." ”

"Just use this trick to match the voices of the two of them, as long as Zuo Tianmou has a momentary flaw. Tong Bo also silently reconciled his internal breath to achieve a peaceful state.

"Whew. An Dafang dissipated the energy that surrounded him, and the snoring sound of a tiger sleeping soundly came from his mouth.

"My silk thread, my silk thread is actually starting to weaken?" Zuo Tianmou saw that the voices made by the three of them actually merged together seamlessly, which slowed down the attack of the silk thread, and even some of the lone silk threads slowly retracted into the soil, and suddenly became angry.

Zuo Tianmou took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, smeared the liquid inside on the silk threads around his hands, and stretched it into the soil.

"Looks like this is your last resort. Tong Bo sneered in his heart, flew to Yu Shuiyang's side and put him on his shoulder, and then returned to the three of them and sighed: "It's a pity, none of us can condense water into ice like Si Ruoshui, and we can only gamble on luck when we break this silk." ”

"Tong Gongzi, I have learned to condense the water into ice. Yan Ran looked at Tong Bo puzzled: "It doesn't seem that this can break the silk." ”

"It's great that Miss Yanran knows how to do this. Tong Bo stretched out his palm, and a light blue glass bead was restrained.

"This is?" Yan Ran said in surprise: "Isn't this a glass bead thrown in the pool water, when did it get into the hands of Tong Gongzi?"

"This is thanks to our Yu Gongzi. Tong Bo looked at Yu Shuiyang lying on the ground and smiled lightly.