Everyone knows that it must be a ghost made by Jing Sanzhang, but no one knows how to do it.

No one knows why the Honghu Gongzi rushed forward and stopped his attack abruptly and fell in the ring, and everyone was full of curiosity.

"Father, the child is dull, but he does not know. Leng Honghu showed a look of pain and horror on his face, and then buried his face in his arm, as if he didn't want to remember that terrifying, life-and-death horror experience.

"Tell me what happened to your father in detail, and how did you fall into the ring for no reason?" Leng Wuya stared at his son.

"It's as if the body is suddenly out of your control, and all the internal parts of the body are messed up, and you even feel like you're about to die. The Honghu boy said stupidly.

"What's wrong?" Leng Wuya still didn't give up, and asked.

"All the places in the body, any place, at the moment when the body was just now, there was nothing normal at all, the spiritual power operation was sluggish, and even countless places were blocked, I couldn't turn at all, and the whole line was paralyzed, I don't know what happened. "The Bird Boy was a little impatient.

Leng Wuya shut up, and looked at the demonic woman who had returned to the Jing Heavenly King early with a frightened gaze.

"Father, do you see something? Why did Leng Honghu fall inexplicably, and didn't see this woman make any moves? Powerful as a lonely soul, he also began to feel uneasy, and asked his father, the Lonely Heavenly King.

"I can't see it, it's inexplicable," the Lonely Heavenly King thoughtfully, he also looked at Jing Sanzhang from afar, and said, "This little girl, at the moment when she just stood in the ring, her momentum was different from that of six days ago, what happened during this short few days?"

In retrospect, there are many doubts, as the only daughter who has disappeared, King Jing Tianwang did not show the sadness he deserves.

And this time, there is no separation and discord between them, but they are happy and intimate. Was this a game in the first place?"

"She really didn't move a finger, she kept her back behind her back, and she didn't take out her sword, what kind of magic is this, it can be so weird?

When he looked at Jing Sanzhang's eyes, there was a little fear.

"Sister Sanzhang, you just stood in the ring, magnificent, too powerful. Yang Luoli looked at each other with adoring eyes.

Jing Sanzhang touched his head and said, "When you are older, you will be more powerful than your sister." ”

"That's natural, with my master's guidance, of course I can't be bad. Yang Luoli's little face was raised, and she looked a little proud.

"The suppression of the three-level spiritual power realm is so domineering, it seems that a lot of it has been wasted in vain before...... Advantages of play.

You said the other day that with the same realm and the same level, even if the later stage is against the early stage, there will be suppression, and you can use it, is that really the case?" Jing Yumei asked.

"Of course, martial arts competition is a huge system, and any small detail will affect the final result to varying degrees. Xiao Yi nodded and said, "And the suppression of the spiritual power realm is the easiest link to be overlooked."

In the natural situation, there will also be suppression of the level of the realm, but the suppression, unless the realm is much worse, the effect is obvious.

If you do it intentionally and master the method, you can exacerbate this degree of repression to the greatest extent. ”

Jing Meimei realized Xiao Yi's words in her heart, and thought at the same time

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With the spiritual power suppression method she has learned, it's just that she hasn't had a chance to practice it yet.

And Jing Sanzhang, looking at Xiao Yi beside her with a look of adoration, she is the first monk in this world to suppress the spiritual power realm and take the initiative to use it in actual combat.

After she learned it, she used it once, and the results were much more than she expected.

Originally, Xiao Yi wanted her to delay the timing a little more.

The starting point of the suppression of the spiritual power realm?

Leng Honghu's sword gathering momentum has already begun, and even, when Jing Sanzhang said "You are not worthy of ......", it began, but, at the beginning, a small palpitation, a weak blockage, so imperceptible.

It's just that the fission is too fast. It was as if the slight flapping of the butterfly's wings caused an overall collapse in the body.

Jing Sanzhang secretly thought in his heart that with this experience, he would be more skilled if he used it again.

She was thinking about the mysteries of the suppression of this spiritual power realm in her heart, because of more mechanisms behind it, Xiao Yi didn't tell them, just simply taught them how to do it.

She doesn't know all the subtleties, but she can simply use them.

The more this is the case, the more she feels that the big boy and little man around her who are taller than herself are more mysterious, more attractive and charming.

Jing Sanzhang was staring at Xiao Yi infatuatedly, and his mother's question came from his ears.

"Three, are you ready? I'm going to use those two tricks later. Jing asked in a low voice.

"I've been ready for so long, I've been preparing for so many days, and in fact, I didn't spend much spiritual power and divine consciousness just now, and then compared, it's nothing. Jing Sanzhang said confidently.

"No, as soon as you came back, you were able to recover your pranayama, and now your spiritual power, divine sense, and spirit have completely recovered.

Because it is Fei Xianyi who is facing it later, he must not be sloppy, although he will still be vulnerable.

All parts of your body, even your mental state, have to be adjusted to the peak, and the trick is to relax first, completely relaxed.

Wait a minute, or gather energy and momentum, and at the moment of shooting, it should be the apex of momentum and energy.

And then it is like the water of the heavenly river, pouring down in an instant, in one go, without giving the other party any respite.

On the way into the ring, the more ethereal, relaxed and natural the body, the better, which means that you are relaxed and comfortable. How comfortable and how to walk, what image, what outsiders' evaluation, it's all fart. Xiao Yi rarely said a foul word, but reminded carefully.

Jing Sanzhang nodded vigorously.

"King Leng Xing, can the little girl's next challenge begin?" Jing Meimei looked at Leng Wuya from afar and asked lightly.

Leng Wuya's inquiring gaze glanced at the Lonely Heavenly King, who nodded.

After Jing Sanzhang hugged a few people again, this time he even hugged his mother, and of course, in the end, it was Xiao Yi again.

Yun'er watched behind Brother Xiaoyi, and said in her heart: Bad guy, you know my brother's oil.

Jing Sanzhang slowly walked towards the ring.

And this time, until before going to the ring, everyone found that her robe was no longer bulging, her clothes were fluttering, and her whole body was not strong, like a fairy who came from the waves.

The Lonely Soul has been waiting in the ring for a long time.

Seeing that Jing Sanzhang also came to the ring, he was expressionless, without saying a word, standing opposite, looking at Jing Sanzhang blankly.

Jing Sanzhang took out "Feng Ming" and flicked it with his fingers

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, the voice is ethereal and quiet, and it is resonant.

Seeing that the other party took out the sword, the lonely soul exhaled heavily, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

After all, the scene just now was too terrifying, unknown horror, he didn't want to lose inexplicably, no matter whether he won or lost, he wanted to know how he won and how he lost.

Besides, Leng Honghu was like that just now, it's too scary.

And when she took out the sword, it showed that she would not be like Leng Honghu.

It doesn't matter if you use those two moves, or use other moves, in short, you are the Nine Gods, and I am the Flying Immortal One. This natural moat is there, what am I afraid of?

Jing Sanzhang was still staring at the "Fengming" sword in his hand.

It was last night that Jing Yumei asked Xiao Yi: "Didn't you say before that in the final battle, let Sanzhang use my 'Phoenix Cry' Emperor Sword? Let me take care of her first, why don't you use it temporarily." ”

Xiao Yi's answer was: "Sister Sanzhang's progress is really unexpected, so the original plan has been revised, and judging from the degree of Sister Sanzhang's progress, she no longer needs to rely on the sword."

The power of 'Feng Weeping' is naturally greater than that of 'Feng Ming', but the sharpness of the two is similar.

'Feng Weeping' is more suitable for cooperating with the qi of the royal road, and the sword momentum will be thicker, but 'Feng Ming' is more suitable for light and swift raids.

Therefore, in the battle tomorrow, there is no need to change the sword, coupled with the inseparable hands in the past few days, the three sisters will be more convenient with 'Fengming'. ”

Jing Sanzhang thought about Xiao Yi's younger brother's comment on this sword yesterday, and at this moment, the sword was in his palm, and he faintly felt that this sword had a blood-drinking **.

I was eager to try.

It's an amazing feeling.

It made her want to talk to him.

"'Feng Ming', are you in a hurry to fight?" she actually spoke to her sword, she asked, and felt that the sword in her hand trembled, as if it was about to soar into the sky.

"Don't worry, it's almost there!" said Jing Sanzhang comforted, and then stood with his sword.

After the referee announced the start, both sides held their swords and saluted.

Jing Sanzhang asked respectfully, "Brother Shanshi, are you first or am I first?"

The lonely soul still didn't squeak, only made a gesture of please, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, let the other party go first.

"I'm not welcome that girl, please. ”

At the moment when the word please came out, the lonely cold soul felt a palpitation inexplicably, and the spiritual power in his body was also slightly paused, of course he didn't care.

However, he suddenly thought of what Leng Honghu had just said: his spiritual power was not working smoothly, and there were several blockages.

At this time, although he was not blocked, the throbbing just now was very uncomfortable and weird.

At this moment, he was allowed to think wildly, the other party rushed over like a whirlwind, and sure enough, there was no suspense, this woman's first style was still "a hundred birds and a phoenix".

There was sarcasm and contempt on the face of the lonely soul.

I've all flown to the first level of fairyland, play this pediatrics with me, I've been watching you for a few days, come and go with these two tricks, you really haven't lost a game, but you have always faced the realm of transforming gods.

Now you encounter a flying fairyland, you can win them, it doesn't mean you can win me.

If you use the inexplicable method of dealing with Leng Honghu just now, maybe I will really be afraid of you, after all, I don't know what happened.

However, you actually chose to compete with me again, and it was these two old-fashioned moves, which was so boring.

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