Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 221 Bondage

Tan Ziyang was obviously angry, only five steps away, a strong white Yuanli emerged from his arm, and two layers of Yuanli covered his arm.

At a distance of five steps, his knees were slightly bent, and he rushed away violently, almost like a gust of wind, his figure had already appeared in front of Duan Qi, his raised arm turned into a sharp blade, facing Duan Qi's The head was severely chopped off.

Chen Xiaodao and Zhu Ru behind them turned pale with fright.

There is no time to think, such a fast speed can only be achieved by people who have completed two years in the Earth Element Realm, killing one person in five steps.

Zheng!
After the blade slashed, Duan Qi's neck bent slightly, and a strand of hair fell off in the wind.

"What a sharp blade!"

Duan Qi was startled, if he hadn't practiced the "Nine Serenities Manual" technique, which greatly improved his speed, and coupled with the prediction of the attack trajectory by the sky eye, it would be impossible for him to avoid this knife.

Tan Ziyang's face also became slightly gloomy: "I didn't expect your reaction ability to be so fast!"

Duan Qi smiled and said, "You're not bad either! Hehe."

The two flattered each other, and they were dumbfounded by the people around them. The slash just now was not a joke, it was just a little bit, and Duan Qi's head fell to the ground. At this time, he can still laugh.

Could it be that he was lucky enough to escape just now?

Everyone is puzzled.

Soon, Tan Ziyang flew towards Duan Qi again, swept his leg, and kicked Duan Qi.

"Duan Qi, draw your sword!" Han Mengling shouted anxiously, having been with him day and night, Han Mengling felt that she knew Duan Qi's strength from the bottom up.

Duan Qi didn't draw his sword.

His fingers moved slightly, and a wave of white energy surged in the middle fingers of his left and right hands.

"Twist!"

While speaking, two thin white silk threads flew out immediately and quickly tied around Tan Ziyang's waist.

At the same time, Tan Ziyang's sweeping kick had already been kicked, Duan Qi quickly squatted down, and after rolling around on the ground, the silk thread was wrapped around Tan Ziyang's leg.

"Hmph! Do you think a broken thread can tie me up?"

Tan Ziyang didn't avoid it, because he felt that Duan Qi's silk thread Wuhun, these threads that looked as thin as white hair, couldn't help him at all.

He ignored it and continued to attack Duan Qi.

"Waterfall step!" Duan Qi's body suddenly jumped up, drawing a parabola in the air, and the line between his fingers was entangled again.

"Why does Duan Qi only dodge and not attack!"

"I don't know! I want to see how long he can hide."

The crowd around looked at Duan Qi with a sneer, the silk thread, which was thinner than the white hair, looked transparent from a distance with the naked eye, and outsiders couldn't see it at all.

They could only see Duan Qi dodging non-stop while his fingers were shaking.

After several attacks, Tan Ziyang was surprised to find that his movements slowed down.

"Duan Qi, do you think you can control me with these silk threads?" Tan Ziyang raised the corners of his mouth and sneered slightly, "Don't you know the truly terrifying thing about the sword spirit? Are you able to turn into a sword because only my hands and feet are there? "

Duan Qi said noncommittally: "Yeah."

Tan Ziyang laughed: "Use these silk threads to bind my waist, and I can cut it off."

After all, Tan Ziyang's waist gradually shrank, and countless blades stabbed out from his waist.

creak creak!

The thread became looser and looser, and the blade rubbed against it.

"A ten-year sword martial soul, even a thousand-year-old black iron, I can cut it off at once, what is your hair?"

Tan Zi didn't pay attention to these silk threads at all, even if tens of thousands of steel wires bound him, he could cut them off with one blow.

"Really?" Duan Qi smiled slightly, and pulled his hands towards both sides, and the silk thread tied to Tan Ziyang's body was getting closer and closer.

"Ah!" Tan Ziyang screamed in pain.

The crowd around were stunned, wondering what Senior Brother Tan Ziyang was calling?Looking from a distance, the surrounding crowd couldn't even see the white silk thread, they only saw Tan Ziyang at a distance of seven or three steps, and then... screamed...

"Brother Tan, hurry up! Kill Duan Qi."

"Hurry up and fight Duan Qi!"

The people around were in a hurry, and suddenly, they found that there were drops of blood flowing from Tan Ziyang's waist, and their own blade was squeezed, and gaps appeared on the originally sharp blade.

"What's going on?" The disciples of Lingyu Peak were puzzled.

Fang Jie clenched his fists tightly, no one knew how much he was struggling in his heart at the moment.

Zhu Ru and Chen Xiaodao's eyes widened, they were too shocked to speak.

Tan Ziyang grabbed Duan Qi's two silk threads with both hands, and when his hand just touched the thread, his fingers were cut instantly, and a little bit of red was stained on the thread.

"This……"

When everyone saw the red line, they finally understood.

"Chop!" His arm turned into a steel knife, and he slashed towards Duan Qi's silk thread.

Zheng!
The steel knife actually broke.

Tan Ziyang screamed again. When the blade turned into an arm again, his arm was already dripping with blood.

"How is it possible!" Tan Ziyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Duan Qi incredulously, "Why, why?"

This question is also the question on everyone's mind.

Duan Qi looked calm and said with a smile: "Your saber spirit can cut through millennium black iron, and even cut eighth-order real martial arts treasures. A silk thread condensed from the combination of internal force and elemental force."

"If you want to cut off these white silk threads, you can only do it if your internal strength is stronger than mine." Duan Qi said lightly, but the crowd around him were already shocked.

"Could it be! Duan Qi's internal strength is much higher than Tan Ziyang's?"

No one wants to believe it!
"Impossible! A martial artist in the late stage of the Earth Origin Realm, and a warrior who has completed the Earth Origin Realm for two years. It's obvious where the background of each other lies!"

"That's right! Why is Duan Qi's internal strength higher than Tan Ziyang's?"

There are more and more questions from the crowd. The difference in the strength of warriors is three levels. Why is Duan Qi's internal strength higher than Tan Ziyang? No one will believe this kind of thing.

Listening to the crowd's question, Han Mengling laughed and said, "What's so strange about this? The Spirit Sword Sect always uses Qi to activate their energy, the Blood Refining Sect uses blood curses to activate their energy, and the Xuanwu Sect uses internal energy to activate their energy. At that time, the internal strength of Xuanwuzong's disciples was many times higher than yours."

"You are from Xuanwuzong!" Tan Ziyang roared while enduring the severe pain.

The surrounding disciples drew their swords one after another, and the disciples of Xuanwuzong had mixed into the Spirit Sword Sect. If such a thing happened, other disciples could join forces to kill this person to avoid future troubles.

"Oh! I said why are you so stupid?" Han Mengling spread her hands helplessly.

When Duan Qi saw the people around him draw their swords, he didn't panic. He smiled at Tan Ziyang and said, "You lost, Tan Ziyang! I've only activated the internal force of the 34th heaven. If I activate the internal force of the 36th heaven, your waist will already Broken in half."

"Hehe! Go to hell!" Tan Ziyang jumped up suddenly, his hands turned into blades again, and slashed at Duan Qi.

A strong Yuanli blade swept across the air.

shhhhhh!
The sound of breaking wind pierced through the eardrums, and the Yuanli blade cut towards Duan Qi's neck like a hurricane.

"Internal strength 35 heavy!"

With Duan Qiyi's force, the silk thread was entwined quickly, forcing all the blades around his waist back into his body. The thread had already touched his internal organs, and the intense pain caused Tan Ziyang to throw himself to the ground.

PS Explain:
The silk thread martial soul ability cracking method.

1 Avoid the silk thread trajectory and not be entangled.

2 Those whose internal strength surpasses that of Duan Qi can directly use the internal force to shatter the silk thread.

The protagonist just happened to restrain the sword martial soul.

If you encounter a flame martial soul, or someone with some kind of microbial martial soul ability.It's hard to say.

If you have any Wuhun ideas, you can post them in the comment area in detail. I will adopt them all and rework them.

　Just woke up, no inspiration, three o'clock in the afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)