205 The Wind Rises (19)
"Tracing back to the original is a very ancient secret technique, I also heard it from my father, and Mr.'s moves are quite different from it, but the essence is the same!"
Returning to the original is to decompose the formation into the most basic, not only the formation, but everything in the world can be used!
Searching for the source of something, and then completely dismantling it, can often play a subversive role, which can be called a technique against the sky, and those who knew it in ancient times were only one-handed.
Hu Ji also said that Feng Ming's moves are still very different, and it can only be said that when he first stepped on this road, it was impossible to reverse the peerless great array of the Tianyin Array.
As far as everyone could see, the white threads scattered into tens of thousands of threads wandered uncontrollably for unknown reasons, and finally disappeared into the sky.
"Failed, a little closer. Feng Ming shook his head, and he didn't have much expression, this defeat was completely expected.
Of course he heard Hu Ji's words, this is a move he came up with on a whim, not something to go back to, most of his moves are issued according to his own ability, like a dream for eternity, everyone knows his move, but no one can use it.
"Go back to the original..."Feng Ming muttered, his eyes flashing with an incomprehensible light, he did have that kind of thought, and it seemed that he could do it, but it was more than ten million times more difficult to really use it, and it took a lot of internal strength.
"With Qing Ti's move, my internal strength is not one out of ten, and the trick I just performed goes back to the original and consumes the power in my body. ”
Looking at a certain place in the woods, Feng Ming said lightly, he never wasted time explaining anything, unless he met someone who really wanted to kill, to put it a little exaggeratedly, there were not many more such people than saints.
"I came across something that was lost many years ago," Feng Ming continued to speak, and at the same time walked over to Yu Ning, who willingly handed over the reverse space in his hand.
In the lower capital city, she was clamoring to reverse the sky, for the wind and the wind twelve years ago, the sky was more important than his life, and now it is nothing compared to the world, and the world is nothing compared to Yu Ning, the gap between this is obvious.
After taking the reverse space, the wind roared and pulled out, the scabbard was deeply inserted into a rock, and the sword pointed to the sky, this was the first time it was unsheathed in more than ten years, and the blade resonated with the internal force, making a clanging sound.
"Your carefully arranged array, the heaven you are proud of! Why don't you come out and take a look, this so-called heaven is not there!"
"Good for you!"
The old master answered!
Deep in the woods, two figures stepped out of it, and then the ground began to tremble, and it was the footsteps of the army.
The two people in the front, one is the old master who has disappeared for many years, and the other is Le Yi, behind him can be said to be the only remaining strength of Zhao State.
"Is that all?" Before Feng Ming could speak, Yu Ning had already stepped forward and made the appearance that she was ready to strike at any time, as if she had forgotten that her internal strength could no longer be used at will.
"Madame, it's better not to make too much movement of your body. The old man Huang Shi stood up and protected her with internal force, and at the same time glanced at Feng Ming to explain to him.
In contrast, the dead soldiers were a little at a loss, should they make a move? These people can be solved with one hand, right? But his body has only experienced unimaginable battles, and if he makes a rash move, what if something happens, the spell mark of Miss Yu Ning is not so easy to break.
It's decided!
"Let's just wait..."
Princess Songwen also frowned, glanced at Jian Yiyi, and said: "Le Yi is not easy to deal with, he has been following Lin Xiangru all these years, saying that he is going to retreat, but in fact, he has to understand this day thoroughly." Although I don't know the other one, even Mr. attaches so much importance to it, it must not be simple. ”
"You're overthinking. "Jian Yi only has these four words, Le Yi was originally a general of Xidan, and then he was sent to Yan by Feng Ming, and fled to Zhao State with Lin Xiangru, he really has such a great ability, he would have died a long time ago.
"One against ten thousand" Le Yi directly raised his head and laughed, "Feng Ming, you are not the same person you were back then, but you think what I have been doing for so many years? ”
"Soldiers, generals, souls are immortal, and they are still fighting on the frontier!"
It was only when the mighty army marched forward to a place where the wind was not enough for them to stop at a distance of ten feet, and they were able to see the specific appearance of the comer, which was a row of puppets.
They all had painful expressions on their faces, and it was doubtful whether they were alive or dead.
"These puppets, immortal and indestructible, plus my Tianyin Array, Wind Roar, you will die here!"
Looking for the old master himself is like a ghost, hoarse and desperate to rush to the front, at a certain moment, the wind roars is a sigh, you are also a gentleman respected by many people on the rivers and lakes, how can you be willing to fall and become a puppet.
"Wind Whistle !..."
Le Yi suddenly shouted, and a sword pierced through the abdomen of the old master, stabbing at the wind.
Feng Ming hurriedly retreated more than ten zhang, but he still couldn't stop the red blood dripping from the depths of his right hand, although it was only a small drop, and the wound automatically recovered.
Everyone was taken aback, this kind of lethal tactic did not calculate the cost at all.
"Immortal and immortal!"
The old master laughed weirdly, grabbed the blade of the sword with both hands, pulled it out fiercely, disappeared on the spot, and appeared behind Feng Ming in the next second, slashing it horizontally.
The razor-sharp blade cut through his skin, but not a drop of blood fell, this is the puppet.
"Looks like there's some trouble..."
Some of the dead shook their heads, neither of them was strong in attack, but this style of play was not predictable at all, and the enemy's head would be pierced with a sword.
"The so-called immortality and immortality should not exist...", a dead man remembered something, sat on the spot, scratched his head, and pondered.
On Feng Ming's side, he first glanced at the old master, and then at Le Yi.
"His speed is surprising, your strength is a lot stronger, in terms of strength, it is enough to step into the range of peerless masters, but such strength is in front of me... It's an ant!"