Chapter 136 Pick three butterfly wing knives
In the small courtyard, the yin energy rose and enveloped the surroundings, and the sounds outside the small courtyard became quieter and quieter, as if isolating this place.
Sun Lingtong is short, looks like a three-year-old child, with short black and shiny hair, big eyes, black and white, fleshy cheeks, and immature and smooth skin.
He was besieged in the middle of the courtyard.
In front of him and behind him, there was a black-clothed demon cultivator, a triangular eye, and an eagle with a hooked nose.
To the right of Sun Lingtong, a shadow like a living creature condensed on one side of the courtyard wall.
In the wrap of shadows, Han Ming loomed.
Her face was beautiful, but she had a layer of blue and gray, and her expression was too resentful and resentful, which made her look extremely ferocious.
"The situation is unfavorable." Sun Lingtong said in his heart.
He could clearly feel the isolation between himself and the surrounding environment, just like the clear world of the past, suddenly separated by a layer of rough glass.
With this feeling, Sun Lingtong knew that he had fallen into a formation.
The reason why there is no formation is obvious is entirely because the other party is not holding back.
"The enemy is three and we are one, and they are all in the foundation building period." Sun Lingtong observed the two black-clothed demon cultivators in front and behind, as well as Han Ming in the corner.
His eyes swept quickly, and when he scanned Han Ming, he paused on her body.
"Han Ming has a talented corpse spirit!"
"Most of her bodies have turned into zombies, and her usual attacks don't work against her."
Sun Lingtong was worried in his heart, but on the surface, he looked anxious: "Wait, everyone, don't get excited!"
"I am a disciple of the empty door, you have to think about the consequences of doing it."
"If I die at your hands, I will leave a mark. In the future, you must think clearly."
The two black-clothed demon cultivators were expressionless, and Han Ming gritted his teeth: "Worried about the retaliation of the empty door? You yelled at me before, aren't you afraid of the Soul Eater Sect's retaliation?"
Sun Lingtong hurriedly said: "I didn't yin you, this is not my intention."
"Who asked that drunk customer to offer a high price, it's too hard to refuse!"
"The black smoke that stunned you was not made by me. It is a bearded guest, and the person who imprisons you and insults you is also a weeping guest. Look for him!"
"We are not enemies, I also take money to do things."
"As long as you give money, I will be your comrade-in-arms."
"Comrades?!" Han Ming's voice rose, his face full of ridicule and disdain, "Do you think I will go to the second time if I am the same fool?"
"Do you still want money?"
"Hehe, don't you have eyes and can't see the current situation clearly?"
"Forget it, if I kill you and take your soul to search, it's the same!"
"Moving ......"
"Slow down!" Sun Lingtong shouted, "I know you have set up a formation, but you have to figure it out."
"This is the Fire Persimmon Immortal City!"
"The magic circle you arranged will inevitably provoke the reaction of the immortal formation magic circle, how long can it last?"
"I'm trapped in the magic circle, I can't leave, I will definitely fight you desperately."
"In this way, wouldn't that old thing who is dying of laughter?"
"Let's sit down and have a good talk, there's no need to fight to death."
Sun Lingtong persuaded him kindly.
On weekdays, his words might have some effect. But now, after Meng Yan performed the Sitting on the Mountain and Watching the Tiger Fight, the luck field has affected the people present.
Han Ming broke down: "He is delaying time, do it!"
As she spoke, she sealed her hands, opened her mouth small, and spat out a black and gray wind.
Mudra, body seal, heart seal.
This is one of the main means of assisting spellcasting in the cultivation world.
The two black-clothed demon cultivators also cast the same spell, blowing out two other yin winds.
The wind seemed to be slow and fast, coming from three directions, and was about to surround Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong urged his mana, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the courtyard wall on the left.
The cold wind flew into the air, converging into a ball, forming a whirlwind that continued to chase Sun Lingtong.
This is the benefit of being a teacher.
All three of them majored in the Soul Devouring Technique, even though each person's mana had individual characteristics and was different, but the essence was similar. This allows their spells to blend briefly instead of being violently consumed.
Sun Lingtong tried to jump out of the courtyard wall, but suddenly the yin energy roared in front of him, the ground cracked, and a rolling wind rushed out of the crack.
The wind was mighty and rushed straight into the air, forming a wall of wind five or six feet thick and two feet high.
There was more than one wind wall, and after the next breath, the walls of the small courtyard were all washed down and replaced by the violent blowing black and gray wind.
"In my Yin Feng Barrel Narrow Formation, where do you want to go Sun Lingtong?" The hook-nosed demon cultivator laughed proudly.
Sun Lingtong had no way ahead, and there was a cold whirlwind blowing behind.
He cursed, stretched out the five fingers of his left hand, and pinched the fingers to form a handprint.
The next moment, he spread his left hand flat, forming a cloud of thunder in the palm of his left hand.
Palm thunder!
Rumble.
With a loud bang, the thunder broke the wind.
But the triangular eye demon cultivator's fine needle magic weapon took advantage of the chaos and quietly stabbed Sun Lingtong's back of the head.
This is going to be stabbed in, and Sun Lingtong is seriously injured if he does not die.
At the critical moment, Sun Lingtong's eyes flashed, and he turned around suddenly, his eyes locking on the fine needle magic weapon.
He had just cast the thunder technique with his left hand and couldn't use it, so he reached into his arms with his right hand and threw out a handkerchief.
The handkerchief flew out and wrapped the fine needle magic weapon.
Sun Lingtong smiled, jumped gently, grabbed it with his right hand, held the handkerchief, and wrapped the fine needle magic weapon.
The triangular eye demon cultivator suddenly changed color.
He frantically urged his mana, consumed his divine thoughts, and wanted to summon the fine needle magic weapon back. But after the handkerchief was wrapped, the induction between him and the fine needle magic weapon was reduced by most of the time. When Sun Lingtong grabbed it, the triangular eye demon cultivator could hardly sense the fine needle.
The demon cultivator's heart was shocked, and he recognized it: "Don't empty the door, trap the treasure technique!"
The thin needle entered the final stage of the crazy struggle in the handkerchief, Sun Lingtong was about to succeed, and Han Ming pounced on him.
"Let go!" Han Ming's movements were stiff, but his speed was extremely fast, and he opened his fingers wide and grabbed Sun Lingtong.
Her fingernails were extremely sharp, black and purple, drawing ten sharp rays of light and shadow in the air, and the fishy and sweet aura was even more pronounced.
Sun Lingtong's hair exploded, and he quickly let go, abandoned the thin needle and handkerchief, and burst back.
Fine needles and handkerchiefs fell to the ground.
Han Ming was fierce by nature, and he wanted to take revenge on Sun Lie at the beginning. She hated this disciple who was not empty, and all her moves were aimed at Sun Lingtong's body.
Sun Lingtong retreated again and again, not daring to take advantage of his edge.
Han Ming relied on his talent and also practiced the Immortal Rigid Transformation Method, which can be regarded as physical cultivation.
Sun Lingtong practiced the practice of not emptying the door, and he was successful in building a foundation, majoring in the Divine Sea. The foundation of the middle dantian qi sea and the lower dantian essence sea is not as good as the upper dantian.
Han Ming kept bullying him, giving full play to the power of the zombie's body, ruthless and vicious.
Sun Lingtong dodged left and right, his posture was extremely agile, obviously the essence treasure was far inferior to Han Ming, but he could maintain the situation.
The two black-clothed demon cultivators of the Soul Devouring Sect gradually saw the clues.
"Sun Lingtong's actual combat experience is very rich!"
"Han Ming has a great advantage, but he is not proficient in martial arts, and he has an advantage, but he cannot establish a winning momentum in a short period of time."
"Help her!"
The two reached a consensus.
The hooked nose urged the yin wind bucket to narrow the formation, causing the yin wind wall to squeeze over.
The triangular eye recalled the fine needle magic weapon, and in turn took Sun Lingtong's handkerchief magic weapon, and once again urged the divine thought.
The thin needle flew out, circled in one direction, and cooperated with Han Ming to stab Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong was attacked by three people, left and right, first stabbed several times by thin needles, and the body protection spell almost collapsed. He was scratched by Han Ming's nails again, and after being poisoned, he quickly swallowed the pill.
Finally, the wind wall squeezed over, and Sun Lingtong finally succeeded in casting the spell.
Hollowing.
He strode backwards, and space ripples immediately appeared, enveloping him from back to front.
After he retreated, he disappeared out of thin air.
At the next moment, he appeared behind Han Ming and the others, standing at the other end of the Yinfeng Barrel Narrow Formation, finally opening up some distance.
Sun Lingtong's face was quite solemn.
Han Ming turned around and sneered: "Sun Lingtong, since we already know that you are a person who does not empty the door, how can you not guard against the hollow piercing technique?"
Sun Lingtong's childlike face showed a ferocious look for the first time: "Okay, okay, since I am forced to do this, even if I lose my life, I will bury you all!"
Han Ming: "Wishful thinking!"
She advocated her mana, pinched the magic seal with both hands, and spewed out a dark green ghost fire.
Sun Lingtong shouted, took out a gourd from his arms, and sprayed a stream of cold water from the gourd's mouth.
Ghost fire and cold water collided, setting off a fog all over the sky.
Sun Lingtong's eyes bloomed with spiritual light, easily penetrating the fog, abandoning Han Ming, and rushing towards the hooked nose.
Hook Nose is the person who presides over the magic circle, and killing him will make it possible for Sun Lingtong to crack this spell and break out of the predicament.
But the three of them in the Soul Eater Sect had already guarded against this, and their hooked noses retreated and disappeared into the cold wind.
Triangle Eye and Han Ming immediately chased after him, and Sun Lingtong had a banging brawl.
Sun Lingtong swept away the previous dodge-based fighting style, sparing no mana and charm, frequently casting spells and throwing various magic weapons.
For a time, the two sides fought equally.
"There are quite a lot of broken things in Sun Lingtong!" The hooked nose controlled the magic circle, and sighed after destroying a magic weapon dart.
"People who don't have empty doors have clean hands and feet. Sun Lingtong has accumulated in the black market for so many years, and he must have stolen these magic weapons." Triangular eyes.
Han Ming was unhappy: "Kill Sun Lingtong quickly! The battle is over, you have a lot of effort to chat!"
The hooked nose snorted coldly: "Han Ming, what is your attitude? We saved you."
Triangular eye: "It's not us, you're still tied up in chains. This is your enemy, and it is enough for us to help you to this extent."
The hooked nose and triangular eyes are all gathered.
As Sun Lingtong hit hard, the two black-clothed demon cultivators were a little afraid.
They are more willing to let Han Ming take the lead and weaken Sun Lingtong, if they can provoke one or two killer moves and use them on Han Ming, wouldn't the two in black be safer?
Demonic monks are better at fighting alone and prefer to fight alone.
The biggest feature of magic skills is that they can use similar monks as food for practice. From this point on, the Demon Sect brothers all have a strong motivation to turn against each other.
After a moment of joint siege of Sun Lingtong, the three of them in the Soul Eater Sect had an infighting.
The pressure plummeted!
Sun Lingtong's feelings were very obvious, which gave him a chance to breathe.
His eyes flashed with brilliance, and he changed his tactics back, focusing on dodging, and occasionally, he would trigger spells or magic weapons to attack Han Ming or the yin energy wall.
Defending for too long will inevitably lead to mistakes.
Han Ming spat out ghost fire, burning Sun Lingtong's whole body cold, and his black hair burned to white and gray.
Her nails are extremely sharp and have corpse poison attached to them. Sun Lingtong had many wounds all over his body, and the flesh and skin were rotten, emitting bursts of corpse stench.
Han Ming's Soul Shuttle made Sun Lingtong fear the most, and he would rather be forced to face other magic weapons than let the Soul Shuttle get close.
"Hehehe, hahaha!"
"Sun Lingtong, when you framed me that day, did you think about today?"
"I will capture you and pull out your soul, so that you can taste the soul torture of our Soul Eating Sect."
Han Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and revenge made her feel extremely happy, immersed in an almost crazy excitement.
Sun Lingtong was cornered.
"Death!" Han Ming screamed, his whole body mana urged the valley to the limit, the ghost fire was so strong that it condensed a yin fire python, and opened its mouth to swallow Sun Lingtong.
At the moment of life and death, Sun Lingtong suddenly let out a sly laugh.
"You want me to die?"
"Hehehe, the three of you are still very early!"
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared.
"It's another air piercing technique." Triangle eyes shouted lowly.
"It's okay, he's in my wind barrel...... Not good!" Hook nose's expression suddenly changed drastically.
The mighty wind blew endlessly, and the wind wall formed collapsed at this moment.
The hooked nose has been presiding over the formation, and under the drastic changes, it will immediately suffer a terrifying backlash.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, immediately fell to the ground, and passed out.
"What's going on?!" When the triangular eyes were suspicious, Sun Lingtong had already flashed behind him.
Puff.
The snowy dagger was extremely sharp, easily piercing the back of the triangular eye.
Then, the dagger burst out with a blue current, violently impacting the internal organs of Triangle Eye.
The triangular eyes trembled violently, like a seizure.
In just a few blinks, he rolled his eyes, raised his head and opened his mouth, and a puff of black smoke came out of his throat.
Poof.
He also fell to the ground and passed out.
"You're the only one left." Sun Lingtong changed his previous embarrassment, his eyes lit up, and his fighting spirit was high.
Han Ming was extremely angry: "Without these two burdens, it is harmless!"
Saying that, she killed Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong took a deep breath and held a dagger magic weapon in each hand, constantly instilling mana.
The blade light of the dagger flickered non-stop, like a butterfly flapping its wings and flying out.
The butterfly-like sword light was brilliant and brilliant, exquisite and picturesque, without a trace of mana, and it was converged to the extreme.
Sun Lingtong created his own knife technique - butterfly wing knife!
Butterflies surrounded Han Ming.
Han Ming's whole body was wrapped around the yin wind, spitting out ghost fire, using his fists and feet, and attacking with all his might, but all of them failed!
The butterfly knife light was extremely sensitive, some gently scratched her skin, and some flew out from behind through her limbs.
The butterfly swarm takes only five breaths at most from formation, to attack, and then to dissipation.
Han Ming stood in place, motionless.
Her eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief!
"This, this is your real strength?" She struggled to speak.
As soon as she finished speaking, her head fell off, her torso was cut diagonally, and the upper part was also smashed to the ground.
As she fell to the ground, her limbs were also split and scattered on the ground.
The blood sprayed out, quickly forming a pool of blood around Han Ming's body.