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Oakes did not expect that this seemingly submissive man, who dared not speak out, could move so quickly.

He still felt the difference just now, and was still wondering if Mimis's movements were not quick enough, why after several strikes, none of the whips could hit the man.

Now Oakes understood that this man's movements were fast, much faster than Mimis's.

Oakes turned his head and saw Mimis staring at his empty vines without grabbing his opponent with a bad expression.

Oakes' eyes became sharper in an instant, he stared at Ling Shaocheng firmly, he opened his hands, and gradually tightened his index fingers.

He raised his brows suddenly, and then said, "Take it!"

The vines pulled up from the ground again, and instantly grew wildly, surrounding Ling Shaocheng two or three times.

This time, Ling Shaocheng didn't dodge it, he had to stand where he was, looking at the surrounding vine walls with raised eyebrows.

Ling Shaocheng remained silent, he threw out the soft sword, which instantly hung in front of him, emitting bursts of cold light.

"Beam!" Oakes said again.

The vines immediately entangled up and rushed towards Ling Shaocheng. Ling Shaocheng gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist the vines.

Burned by Ling Shaocheng's spiritual power at first, the vines instantly wilted a lot, but soon, the vines adapted to his spiritual power again, and slowly stretched towards him again.

Ling Shaocheng's spiritual power was not strong at all, and he didn't have much talent. Although he was the eldest son, his combat ability was actually very worrying.

His biggest feature is his agility, which can disrupt the enemy's camp and confuse the opponent's vision.

But right now, when his position was fixed, all his advantages were lost.

He can't fight fixed-point battles.

Ling Shaocheng could only rely on his spiritual power to resist, but his spiritual power was not enough at all.

Perhaps his spiritual power was too weak, but the vines quickly adapted.

Ling Shaocheng was sweating on his forehead, and looked very vigilantly at the vines around him that were getting faster and faster.

His aggressiveness is not strong, his spiritual power is also weak, and he has no ability to resist at this moment.

The spirit grass vines wrapped around him in an instant, and Ling Shaocheng's soft sword fell to the ground with a clang, and rolled a few times with a crisp sound.

Ling Shaocheng's hands and feet were bound tightly by vines, he couldn't move at all, he could only stare at his eyes very weakly.

Oakes smiled triumphantly, and looked at Mimis.

At this moment, the young man in Xuanyi, who had been standing aside, laughed lightly, threw out the folding fan at his waist, and the fan flew between Ling Shaocheng and Oakes with a swish.

Oakes' vision was instantly blocked, and he looked at the paper fan in front of him very vigilantly.

He was feeling the state of the vines while he was moving his spirit, and he was always on guard against Ling Shaoqing intervening to rescue Ling Shaocheng.

But the strange thing is that the vines are in perfect condition at the moment.

Just when Oakes was still wondering, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

Oakes subconsciously shrunk his pupils, and wanted to flash back.

At this moment, Mu Yan behind him was the first to react, and immediately rushed forward to block him.

Mu Yan Yunling threw out a silver needle, and the silver needle carried the spiritual power of Mu Yan, piercing the black shadow like a broken bamboo.

Ling Shaoqing instantly sensed the existence of the small hidden weapon, turned over immediately, and instantly distanced herself from Oakes.

Oakes immediately turned around, threw a few small black seeds in Ling Shaoqing's direction, and immediately hid behind Muyan.