Ask Sword

Quan Jingfeng looked around, searching for traces of his opponent.

He has watched the group arena matches these days,

Judging from the strength currently shown, if Li Ang still wants to use the method of thinking instead of martial arts, he will face it head-on. I am 80% sure that I can defeat my opponent within ten breaths.

The situation in front of him just happened to prove his estimation - Li Ang didn't have the confidence to contact him head-on, so he changed his method and used a method other than mind power for the first time.

call--

The saber was flapping regularly, dispelling the fog ahead.

rustle.

There was a rustling sound in the fog, Quan Jingfeng raised his hand crossbow without hesitation, and pulled the engine in the direction of the sound.

The fine steel crossbow bolts whirled and penetrated into the fog, disappearing.

After a few breaths, the rustling sound, like a mouse scurrying, sounded again, appearing behind Quan Jingfeng.

call out--

The crossbow arrows were fired again, and the arrow tail feathers rolled up thick fog, making the fog appear in the shape of a concave.

The sound stopped for a while, then came again, and began to circle around Quan Jingfeng.

And the sound became louder and more regular,

Like some kind of large beast on all fours, it is running.

Play tricks.

Quan Jingfeng sneered from the bottom of his heart, the southern border of Jing Kingdom is adjacent to the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains, where all kinds of weird and weird things happen endlessly,

What soldiers in the army camp heard a woman crying at night, and a few days later, the whole camp disappeared for no reason, no one was alive or dead;

The old woman was washing clothes by the river, and saw the meat ball floating from the upper reaches of the river. After cutting it open, it was the head of her son who had not returned for many years;

A group of children in floral dresses, holding hands, swaggered across the market, throwing gold and silver coins at passers-by. Anyone who picked up the coins would die suddenly at night. The wise old man said that their lives were bought by things in the barren mountains;

I have heard too many ridiculous stories,

The beast's footsteps in the dense fog in front of me is really just pretending to be a ghost.

Got you.

Quan Jingfeng took a step forward, drawing a semicircular trajectory in the air with the saber in his hand, Hong Feng's blood was like a razor, gouging out a large piece of thick fog, exposing the source of the sound in sight.

That is

wind chime?

The sound comes from a device composed of talismans and chanting lines. The four tremolo notes are connected together through chanting lines, and the pre-set sounds are emitted one after another.

The chanting thread is pulled on the ground, creating an effect like the footsteps of a beast.

The reason why the device can move is because it is connected to a larger, cobweb-like mind-thread system.

'It turns out that he created the dense fog to cover the layout of the mind line.'

As soon as the thought came to mind, there was a sharp piercing sound from behind.

Quan Jingfeng turned around sharply, holding a cold arrow flying in the palm of his hand out of thin air.

The fire talisman wrapped on the cold arrow was instantly activated, and a fiery fire spewed out, burning the palm of the hand.

click.

When he pressed hard, the steel crossbow bolt was bent immediately, and the yellow paper fire talisman wrapped on the surface was also crushed.

Using my advantage as a psychic teacher, using crossbow arrows as a medium, to release talismans without getting close? It's really a tradition.

Quan Jingfeng said indifferently, swung his arm forward at will, and the seemingly cumbersome saber erupted with red maple blood, and slashed lightly at the second flying crossbow arrow.

Before the freezing and cold talisman wrapped on the crossbow arrow had time to activate, it was split in half by the saber that was attached to the blood along with the arrow.

It's useless, my reaction speed is faster than a crossbow.

Quan Jingfeng persuaded in a calm tone, but the crossbow arrows were still fired in different directions, some of which were wrapped in talismans, and some were pure cold arrows.

In the dense fog, the warrior's perception is not as sharp as Nian Shi's,

He couldn't see whether there were talismans attached to the crossbow arrows, so he had to stimulate his blood, and cut down every incoming arrow with a saber, using his qi and blood to restrain the talismans from being activated by themselves.

This was a disadvantage. The ratio of talisman arrows to ordinary arrows quickly changed from one to two to one to five, and the red maple energy was being consumed all the time.

But Quan Jingfeng was not anxious. He counted the numbers silently in his heart.

eight, nine.

The ingenious crossbow worn by the opponent is the assassination weapon commonly used by Xijing assassins. A quiver can hold up to twenty arrows.

After twenty, a new arrow box must be installed.

This also means that there will be gaps.

twenty!

After the twentieth arrow was shot, there was indeed a short gap,

Quan Jingfeng drove his energy and blood with all his strength, shook away the arrows, and rushed into the thick fog like a heavily loaded carriage, sweeping forward with the saber in his hand.

But it was empty.

Li Ang, who was holding a hand crossbow and gliding on the Niansi, was not in front of him.

There is only a layer of cobweb-like thought threads, and a few arranged crossbow arrows.

These mind lines, under the control of mind power, will pick up the crossbow arrows on the ground, use the mind lines themselves as bowstrings, and launch them by themselves.

This is a trap.

Quan Jingfeng came to his senses later, his tempered body sensed that the danger was approaching, and before he realized it, he instinctively swiped the saber to the left.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron staggered in the arena,

Li Ang quietly appeared from the thick fog, the three-edged spear in his hand was on the way to stab Quan Jingfeng's neck, but was intercepted by the saber.

Quan Jingfeng's instincts honed from hunting monsters for many years saved him from defeat.

He took a deep breath, he had no time to think about Li Ang's insidiousness and cunning, and he had no time to think that he almost lost to an opponent two realms lower.

More violent red maple blood burst out from the saber in his hand.

The gap between the two sides in terms of path and physical quality made Zhan Saber, who was at an inconvenient angle to exert force, still provoked the three-edged spear,

Quan Jingfeng moved half a step to the left, and his left arm slammed out.

it's over.

At this distance, the punch thrown by the Houtian Consummation warrior was too hasty and too fast.

Even if the opponent uses the power of thought in time, it is impossible to avoid it.

Faced with an unavoidable punch,

Without fear, Li Ang let go of the three-edged gun, and even relaxed all the muscles in his body.

Niansi, trigger.

The strands of thoughts wrapped around his limbs and torso were all commanded, either contracted or stretched,

Controlling Li Ang's body with an angle of force that is impossible for a normal human body to make an extremely weird posture, he narrowly avoided the punch.

Quan Jingfeng's eyes widened suddenly. Although he already knew that Li Ang's mind control accuracy was much stronger than that of monks of the same level, the scene in front of him was still far beyond his expectations.

In a hurry, Quan Jingfeng reluctantly changed his move, trying to hit his opponent with an uppercut,

However, the cobweb-like filaments on the ground stretch faster than the muscles,

Li Ang's palm pressed Quan Jingfeng's helmet before Quan Jingfeng's fist.

A piece of talisman, like banknotes flying into the merit box, floated in along the gap between the eyes of Quan Jingfeng's helmet.

Tremolo, start.

Boom boom boom boom!

The loud sound reverberated passionately in the metal helmet, and the sound pressure impacted the lymph fluid and vestibular nerves in Quan Jingfeng's ears, instantly losing his sense of balance and direction.

The tall body involuntarily half-kneeled on the ground.

Li Ang looked at his opponent, pulled out the dagger given by Duke Yan from his waist, held the hilt with his left hand, pierced into the gap in the opponent's helmet, and slammed the end of the hilt with his right hand.

hum!

The ban on the ring was lit with a red light for the end of the game.