"The second form of sword interception, royal!"

With a soft cold snort in his mouth, a strange aura suddenly erupted in Yang Ming's body, and the constantly waving Ninefold Xuanque Sword was like an invisible giant peak, completely enveloping it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the sword qi that suddenly rose from the ground like spring grass, the glazed pupils of the eight-winged Heavenly Illusion Butterfly suddenly contracted, and a roar of anger was emitted again, and the sound waves carrying a huge temptation spread out.

These sound waves pierced through the sword qi like a giant peak and attacked directly towards Yang Ming's sea of knowledge.

This is purely a mental attack, and if the person is not strong-willed, this layer of deceptive sound waves can force him into the illusion.

However, Yang Ming's perseverance happens to be far beyond ordinary people, among his peers, his talent is definitely not the best, and it can even be said to be very poor, but his perseverance is very shocking even if he is an iron sword maniac, which shows how terrifying Yang Ming's perseverance is.

Now, Yang Ming's strength has not only increased greatly, but he has experienced a lot of things along the way, and his mind is many times stronger than he did at the beginning, so even if the illusion of this eight-winged heavenly illusion butterfly is very powerful, it is a bit of a fool's dream to forcibly pull a strong-willed person like Yang Ming into the environment.

In this way, this layer of spiritual attacks is actually not very effective for Yang Ming.

However, the attack of this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly is still very powerful, even if it is a determined Yang Ming, when facing this kind of spiritual attack, his expression is also in a trance, and the originally tight defense suddenly has a trace of flaws, but this flaw was quickly repaired in time by Yang Ming, who came to his senses.

"Damn, I almost got hit. He muttered with palpitations, a faint look of horror flashed across Yang Ming's face, he didn't expect the illusion of this eight-winged heavenly illusion butterfly to be so terrifying, just by doing this casually, he was able to make himself look in a trance, and almost fell into the other party's way.

In the face of such an unsuspecting opponent and that kind of weird attack, Yang Ming had to be very energetic, for fear that he would accidentally die under the claws of this beast.

At the moment when Yang Ming was distracted, the huge body of this eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly appeared directly in front of Yang Ming like lightning, and the frightened claws, like sharp blades, tore a faint ripple in the void, and then rushed towards Yang Ming.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's complexion changed slightly, and the internal force in the sea of dantian qi gushed out like a desperate frenzy, reinforcing the defensive sword qi around him.

With the support of this huge internal force, the layers of defensive sword qi around him instantly turned into a set of heavy sword qi armor, completely encircling Yang Ming inside.

"Bang ......"

The two sharp claws like sharp blades slammed into Yang Ming's sword qi armor, and in an instant, the incomparably solid sword qi defense instantly appeared a few holes, and then in his horrified gaze, this solid fortress-like defensive sword qi was instantly torn apart by the two steel claws.

"This ......"

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming's face was completely gloomy, and he originally thought that this defensive sword qi would be able to sustain the attack of the Eight-Winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly for two rounds, but Yang Ming never expected that the defense that he thought was extremely strong would be torn apart by others with just one face.

"Damn, this beast is too powerful. ”

His complexion changed slightly, Yang Ming let out a deep sigh again, and the internal force in the sea of dantian qi gushed out again, frantically reinforcing the defensive power of the sword qi around him.

Yang Ming could feel that if he didn't do his best, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on to even ten rounds, because the strength of this eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly had far exceeded his imagination, and if he really wanted to continue to develop according to this situation, it was already the best expectation to be able to persist for ten rounds.

Speaking of which, Yang Ming was able to survive ten moves in the hands of this fierce beast whose strength was comparable to that of the Transformation God Realm, and he was also a peerless fierce beast proficient in illusion, this kind of record was already quite expensive, and once it was spread, I am afraid it would set off a monstrous wave on the rivers and lakes.

However, Yang Ming was not satisfied with this kind of achievement, because, according to his original estimate, he could survive at least twenty moves, and as long as he found an opportunity to adapt within this period, he could completely escape from this place.

It's a pity that the speed of this eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly is too fast, and even its strength is far beyond his expectations, and if he wants to escape in the hands of such a powerful beast, the chance is quite slim!

Thinking of this, Yang Ming's heart couldn't help but sink, because things were far worse than he imagined, and he was almost not sure about escaping from this place at all.

Looking at these two steel giant claws that were deeply inserted into the defensive sword qi, Yang Ming's heart suddenly shouted, and the surging internal force was like slimy, rapidly healing the torn gap.

Seeing this, the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly suddenly hissed, and a touch of sarcasm suddenly flashed through the glazed eyes, and then the claws suddenly exerted force, and the defensive sword qi that had just been wanted to be strengthened was instantly torn apart by the ferocious giant claws......

At the moment when the Eight-Winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly tore through Yang Ming's defense, it seemed that he was not satisfied, and two extremely powerful giant claws swooped towards him again.

The sudden scene instantly made Yang Ming's heart feel terrified, and his body was like a tide, quickly passing behind him, far avoiding the attack of these sharp giant claws.

It's horrible!

After dodging this fateful blow, Yang Ming's heart suddenly had palpitations, and a murderer of this level was like dancing on the tip of a knife, and he was terrified all the time, for fear that he would be torn to pieces by others if he was not careful.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva slightly, Yang Ming's heart was shocked for a long time and could not be retreated, at that moment just now, he almost smelled the breath of death, if it weren't for his years of combat experience, he reacted instinctively, I'm afraid this time I am afraid it will really be planted.

At this moment, Yang Ming's heart was full of bitterness, if nothing else, he was afraid that he would really be planted here.

In the face of a fierce beast of this level, Yang Ming had almost no chance, even if he tried his best, he could only survive fifteen moves at most, even if he used all his hole cards, he would inevitably be able to survive in the hands of this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly.

Because, this is the crushing of absolute strength......

Thinking of this, Yang Ming's heart was full of coldness, and a trace of despair welled up in his heart......