restrained

Looking at Li Yuanfeng, whose face was bruised, he said lightly, "Use your full strength, if you hesitate, you will die."

Li Yuanfeng is still in the early stage of Jindan, Han Jing can see at a glance that he has not changed in the slightest, but he has changed a lot, the reason why he said this is that he wants to have a good fight, he wants to use Li Yuanfeng's hand to test his limits.

Han Jing's words successfully angered Li Yuanfeng, he was originally so troubled by Xiao Bailong, he was already a little hesitant in his heart, just now he was still thinking about whether to spare this kid's life if he won later.

But Han Jing's arrogant words directly aroused his murderous intent, which had already disappeared for most of his time, and he laughed angrily, looking at the kid in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky and sneered

"Boy, do you think that if you win me once, you will be better than me, and later I will extract your soul little by little, and then seal it in the soul flag, so that you will never be able to live beyond life, I will let you repent of today's arrogance in the soul flag forever. ”

Li Yuanfeng's last sentence was almost roared out, the hideousness on his face had turned into a kind of madness at this moment, since he entered the Heavenly Demon Sect, it was the first time that someone dared to humiliate him so much in front of him, the first time someone dared to ignore his existence, and the pride in his heart had turned into madness under Han Jing's stimulation.

Whoosh a few times, after Li Yuanfeng shouted the last sentence, his mind moved, and seven flying swords flew out of his storage bag directly, one of which was the dark flying sword that fought with Han Jing a year ago, looking at the other flying swords, each one had a streamer running in it, and it seemed that each one would not be worse than the dark flying sword.

Although this Li Yuanfeng has the confidence to win, but the victory can no longer wash away his shame that day, in order to save the face lost that day, what he needs is a perfect victory, so although his cultivation has not improved in this year, the magic weapon has increased by several chips.

It can be seen from the six extra top-grade flying swords that he is determined to fight this battle, and the other six are all obtained after paying a great price in a year, so to speak, his savings of more than two hundred years have all been exhausted, for today's battle.

Han Jing had already launched the battle body at the moment when Li Yuanfeng's flying sword was sacrificed, and the moment Li Yuanfeng sacrificed the flying sword was the moment when the battle began, Han Jing, as a melee monk, of course would not wait for Li Yuanfeng to make the first move, at this moment, he stepped on his feet, and suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Li Yuanfeng.

The battle broke out without any declaration, Han Jing reacted extremely quickly, and almost launched an attack at the same time as Li Yuanfeng sacrificed his flying sword, and the moment he rushed away, Li Yuanfeng's seven flying swords quickly combined in the air.

I saw that the tips of the seven flying swords formed a circle inward, and a purple light spread from the sharp circle, forming a protective layer, Han Jing punched directly on the light composed of the seven flying swords, and with a long groan, Han Jing hit not the flying sword body, but the shining sword light, and the sword light only trembled slightly before stabilizing.

A cold glint flashed in Li Yuanfeng's eyes, and when Han Jing's fist power was exhausted, the seven flying swords changed at the same time, and the tips of the swords were pointed at Han Jing in unison, and his sword fingers were condensed, and the seven magic tricks flew out of it and landed on the seven flying swords, and suddenly the seven flying swords shone brightly.

The dazzling light directly disturbed Han Jing's vision, and at the same time, seven flying swords attacked all parts of Han Jing's body at the same time, and Li Yuanfeng retreated sharply while controlling the flying sword to stab at Han Jing.

Han Jing had already made a move under the fruitless punch, his body rushed upward, and he was able to avoid seven flying swords, and in the air Han Jing was like a flying sword that had already set a trajectory.

After stringing two meters upwards to avoid the flying sword, he turned straight and continued to rush towards Li Yuanfeng, but Li Yuanfeng's seven flying swords were not thrown away by Han Jing, but stabbed at Han Jing from behind faster.

In Li Yuanfeng's sharp retreat and Han Jing's momentum, it was obviously Han Jing's speed that was faster, but no matter how fast Han Jing was, he couldn't match the flying sword behind him.

With a slight estimate in his heart, Han Jing knew that if he continued to pursue, he was afraid that he would be pierced by the flying sword before Li Yuanfeng got close, so he turned around at the same speed and exposed his back to Li Yuanfeng, while he was facing seven flying swords.

After turning around, Han Jing pushed forward with both palms, and two ten centimeter-sized balls flew out of it, slamming towards the flying sword, the two balls just left Han Jing's palm, and two balls flew out of it, followed by two, after four times in a row, eight balls of dance slammed into seven flying swords one after another, Han Jing didn't pay attention to the seven flying swords, but turned around and rushed towards Li Yuanfeng.

When Han Jing turned around, Li Yuanfeng had already discovered Han Jing's weakness, but he hesitated in his heart, how could this Han Jing dare to be so big and turn his back to him directly, could it be that there was some conspiracy to lure him over.

Under the hesitation in his heart, Han Jing had already turned around to face him again, he was surprised to see Han Jing quickly hit eight small balls, he naturally knew the power of the small balls, but no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't control the flying sword to dodge the dancing ball.

Li Yuanfeng watched with his own eyes as the eight dancing balls crashed into the seven flying swords, and the familiar feeling of almost losing control of the flying swords came instantly.

The seven flying swords shook in the air as if they were drunk, and their speed suddenly slowed down, and one of the flying swords that had been hit by two balls of flurry fell more than ten meters before stabilizing the sword body.

Han Jing's move Li Yuanfeng had already suffered a big loss a year ago, how could he not be guarded, but he didn't expect Han Jing to actually use the flying sword behind him, and he would send out eight small balls in such a short period of time.

Although he had the magic weapon of restraint, it was too late to use it, originally he wanted to use it at a critical moment, so as to catch Han Jing off guard, but now it is no time to think about anything else.

He knew that Han Jing's technique had a time limit, and in order to give the seven flying swords time to recover, there was a resolute look in his eyes, and a storage bag in his right hand, a pitch-black bead flew out of his storage bag.

Since being defeated by Han Jing's flurry ball a year ago, Li Yuanfeng has been looking for magic weapons and tricks to restrain the flurry, and the hard work has paid off, after a year of searching, Li Yuanfeng finally found it, which is the inconspicuous black bead in front of him.

After the beads flew out, Li Yuanfeng didn't forcibly control the seven flying swords, after controlling the flying swords in his mind to prevent them from falling to the ground, he hit the magic trick with both hands one after another, and at the moment when the magic trick hit the black bead, a large amount of black smoke came out from the black bead.

As soon as this smoke appeared, it quickly dispersed, completely enveloping a radius of thousands of meters, Han Jing was originally only a distance of more than thirty meters from Li Yuanfeng, and at this moment he was also shrouded in black fog, in the middle of Han Jing and Li Yuanfeng, countless black fogs passed back and forth, isolating the two, if it weren't for the divine sense to investigate, I am afraid that Han Jing would have lost Li Yuanfeng's figure at this time.

Seeing that Han Jing's figure was shrouded in black fog, he punched a black mist rushing towards him, and with a snap, the black mist dissipated, Han Jing was stunned in his heart, he originally thought that Li Yuanfeng had come up with some powerful magic weapon, so he slowed down his body a little and then made a tentative move.

But at this moment, under the blow, this black mist was dispersed by himself as if it had no power, and there was no even the most basic defense, Han Jing's heart tightened, and he released such a fragile magic weapon in the decisive battle, Li Yuanfeng, as a Jindan period monk, would definitely not make useless moves, there must be some conspiracy.

Li Yuanfeng continued to retreat after releasing the black mist, and the black beads he sacrificed did not make any other moves after releasing a large amount of black mist, but floated quietly behind him, but from time to time a few black mist flew out of it to supplement the amount of black mist.

As the bead moved, the black mist also moved with the bead, as if the bead and the black mist space were one.

Seeing such a strange scene, Han Jing tried again, he pushed forward with both palms, and the moment he stretched out his hands, Li Yuanfeng's mood became nervous, although the magic weapon he mentioned was to restrain Han Jing's dancing, but it was not verified, he couldn't be sure if this magic weapon could work, and the moment Han Jing made a move at this time was the moment when his magic weapon was verified.

With the push of Han Jing's palms, the two balls of flurry instantly formed and rushed towards Li Yuanfeng, but just after the balls of flurry left Han Jing's hands, the two balls of flurry collided with a black mist respectively.

With two pops, the two black mist dissipated, and Han Jing's dancing ball disappeared with it.

"Groove cake" Han Jing was shocked in his heart, after the chaotic dance disappeared, he already knew the effect of this black mist, which was clearly the magic weapon that Li Yuanfeng specially used to restrain his own magic tricks.

Han Jing stopped the pursuit, and Li Yuanfeng also stopped, but compared to Han Jing's silence, Li Yuanfeng laughed

"Hahaha, boy, I didn't expect it, my magic weapon has no other special features, it's just a magic weapon that specializes in restraining your weird magic trick, Lao Tzu in order to get this magic weapon, but I searched for more than half a year to find it. Boy, without that weird trick, I'll see how arrogant you are. ”

At the beginning of Han Jing's battle, everyone around looked at the duel in front of them with excitement, since the battle between the two began, it was only a dozen breaths in the past, and they originally thought that the battle was one-sided, but they didn't expect that it was the weaker side that had the advantage.

The people who were very excited shouted around them, and the most powerful one was the little white dragon, who was holding the flying sword in one hand, gesturing wildly, and clenching his fist with the other.

After the battle began, he had been quite nervous, but seeing that Han Jing had the upper hand, he suddenly jumped up and down as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, completely ignoring his master and staring at him with unkind eyes on the side.

All this hustle and bustle stopped with Han Jing's silence and Li Yuanfeng's laughter, everyone was nervously probing the situation in the black mist, Xiao Bailong's expression suddenly returned to nervousness, his empty hand grabbed the corner of his master's clothes again, as long as one was not good, he would ask his master for help.

All this has exceeded everyone's expectations, everyone who originally thought it would be one-sided saw the opposite ending, Li Yuanfeng, who originally wanted to win perfectly, was also embarrassed because of Han Jing's strengthening, and Han Jing, who originally thought that he could suppress Li Yuanfeng, finally became passive.

In fact, the most uncomfortable in this battle was Li Yuanfeng, he originally wanted to rely on the seven flying swords to kill Han Jing in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect Han Jing's speed to become much faster, and the speed of issuing that strange trick was also much faster, and after the seven flying swords hit fruitlessly, Han Jing immediately gained the upper hand, which made him a little embarrassed now.

However, this trace of embarrassment was immediately left behind him, and in a flash of thought, the seven flying swords that were still in the distance quickly returned, and instantly condensed in front of him.

He didn't sneak attack Han Jing when he summoned the flying sword, not to mention whether it was useful or not, even if it was useful, he wouldn't do it, what he needed was a shocking victory, he had to defeat Han Jing while showing his peak strength, only in this way would everyone ignore his previous image of being at a disadvantage, and only in this way could he get everything he wanted.

Looking at Han Jing, who was silent, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his hands danced again and again, and one after another spells hit the seven flying swords, and the pure spiritual power in his body spurted out of his hands, blended into the spell, and then flowed into the seven flying swords through the spell.

Han Jing stopped the pursuit the moment the two Dancing Balls disappeared, and he was very puzzled in his heart, could two spiritual powers destroy the Dancing Balls, he knew all of this.

During the retreat, he tried to use his soul energy to collide with the Dancing Ball, and the result was that his soul energy dissipated, and the Dancing Ball also dissipated, but he never thought of Li Yuanfeng creating a situation like this to measure the black mist of spiritual power.

In fact, this is simply impossible, even if Li Yuanfeng has more spiritual power in his body, there is a limit, a circle of one kilometer, even a monk in the late stage of Jindan is impossible to do.

But in fact, now that Li Yuanfeng has done it with just one magic weapon, Han Jing was puzzled in his heart, and in his confusion, he saw that Li Yuanfeng did not take advantage of this to attack him, and he no longer took the initiative to attack, but separated his divine sense to observe the black mist.

In Han Jing's divine sense observation, he found that those black fogs seemed to have a little more agility than spiritual power, although the black fog was shuttling in the air, but there was no black fog that would collide with each other, in the absence of magic control, this seemed a little weird, as if this was not spiritual power, but a creature with vision.

The soul energy in his hand was wrapped, he reached out and grabbed a black mist flowing in front of his eyes, looking at the black fog in his hand, the soul energy forced towards the black fog from his hand, under the persecution of Han Jing's soul energy, the black fog gradually disappeared, revealing a faint phantom, Han Jing finally understood what this weird magic weapon was the moment he saw this phantom.