Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

Instead, it is a spiral-shaped force field.

The force field was invisible and intangible, but wherever it passed, space was slightly distorted.

The ground tiles were hurled up and shattered into dust in the air.

The air is stretched, forming a visible vortex.

This is a move that Li Muxuan came up with during this period of time by utilizing these new abilities.

This is just an idea of ​​his, and now he can only hope that this approach will be effective!

The ultimate technique of reversing all directions! Spiral Force Field.

Li Muxuan twisted, superimposed, and rotated the force field to form destructive energy capable of tearing apart any structure.

Li Muxuan was unable to fully master it before, and even with the precise control of the mechanical arm, he could only barely perform it.

Wugensheng's expression finally changed.

He could sense that the energy contained in this spiral force field was beyond what a divine spirit could easily dissolve.

If you take the hit head-on, you'll be seriously injured even if you don't die.

He retreated quickly, drawing seven barriers in front of him with his hands.

The bluish-white Qi walls were layered upon each other, each one about a foot thick.

The spiral force field collided with the first barrier.

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The barrier was torn apart like paper.

The second, the third, the fourth...

After breaking through five barriers in succession, the power of the force field decreased slightly, but it was still violent.

Wugensheng gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, and unleashed his Qi throughout his body.

A bluish-white light surged from within his body, continuously maintaining the heavy shield in front of him.

The force field collided with the shield.

The sound was deafening.

The shield trembled violently, its surface cracked, but it did not break.

The energy of the spiral force field is dispersed, guided, and dissolved, eventually dissipating into nothingness.

Wugensheng let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

he got hurt.

Although not serious, this was the first real injury he had sustained since the start of the war.

Li Muxuan was also suffering.

The use of the spiral force field was extremely taxing, and the energy of his internal Qi furnace had dropped to 30%.

The double-arm mechanism emitted an overheating alarm; if forced to operate any further, it could collapse at any moment.

The two faced off across the distance, both panting.

"Li Muxuan, you're still a bit lacking in the skill to use this new move."

"Otherwise, it's really hard to say what will happen in this game."

Wugensheng wiped away the bloodstains.

"Enough with the nonsense."

Li Muxuan said coldly.

"continue."

"No."

Wugensheng suddenly shook his head.

“If we continue fighting, you will die. And I don’t want to kill you.”

Li Muxuan was taken aback.

"why?"

"Because you are Li Muxuan."

Wugensheng said.

“A former disciple of Quanxing, and a successor of Ghost Hand King. Killing you is pointless.”

He paused, then looked at Cui Ming outside the sphere of light.

"Besides, Master Cui is still waiting. If I keep wasting my time with you, I'm afraid I won't have the energy to deal with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wugensheng clapped his hands together.

Inside the sphere of light, the bluish-white Qi suddenly surged violently, spreading outwards like a tidal wave.

He wanted to forcefully break through the inverted domain.

Li Muxuan's expression changed as he tried to maintain the sphere of light, but his Qi was already insufficient.

click-

Cracks appeared on the surface of the light sphere.

The next moment, it shattered with a deafening roar.

The reversed domain was dispelled, and Li Muxuan was struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backwards, but was caught by Zhao Pingshan.

Wugensheng stood there, breathing slightly heavily.

He looked at Cui Ming and smiled.

"Master Cui, have you figured out how to deal with me?"

Cui Ming closed his folding fan and slowly stepped forward.

Chapter 223 Wugensheng or Zuo Ruotong

When Zhao Pingshan caught Li Muxuan, his "mountain-guarding armor" made a dull metallic clanging sound.

But it only made Zhao Pingshan take half a step back before he regained his balance.

He looked down at Li Muxuan, who was pale-faced in his arms, and asked in a muffled voice.

"How badly are you injured? Can you still fight?"

Li Muxuan gritted his teeth and shook his head.

His internal energy was nearly depleted, and the mechanical arm was overheating due to overload. If the battle continued, it might collapse.

Zhao Pingshan asked no more questions, gently put him down, and handed him over to the two Shenji Alliance disciples who rushed over from behind.

He turned and threw a punch, continuing to intercept Xia Liuqing, who was breaking through the gravity barrier and rushing towards him.

In the center of the platform, Wu Gensheng and Cui Ming faced each other, ten steps apart.

A mountain breeze blew by, carrying with it the stench of blood.

The sounds of battle cries could be faintly heard from the direction of the Sanyi Gate in the distance, where the fighting was still fierce.

"Master Cui."

Wu Gensheng spoke, his voice steady.

"We are destined to fight today. Rather than delaying, let's begin now."

Cui Ming tapped his palm lightly with his folding fan, then shook his head upon hearing this.

"Hey, that's not right."

Cui Ming, however, had a different opinion.

"For us to fight would be nothing more than a display of brute force. It would be neither beneficial nor necessary for me."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand.

The folding fan flew out of his hand and scattered in the air with a "whoosh," transforming into twenty-four short swords, their blades jet black and gleaming with an eerie light.

They circled around Cui Ming in the air for a while, drawing arcs in the air, and shot towards the other side of the platform like a flock of birds returning to their nest.

There, two figures were quietly retreating, trying to slip down the mountain path.

These two are Pi Laoyao and Dai Liuxing.

These two are not the top in the Quanxing, but they are experienced and have a keen sense of smell.

From the very beginning, when his retreat was blocked and the battle was going badly, Wugensheng began to consider retreating after being tied down.

They moved very quietly, using the crowd as cover, and had already reached the edge of the mountain path.

Just as he was about to escape, the twenty-four short swords arrived in an instant.

Old Demon Pi's expression changed drastically. As he retreated hastily, he waved his hands repeatedly, shooting out dozens of poison needles.

But the short sword moved as nimbly as a fish, easily dodging the poison needles, splitting into two, one wrapping around the old demon, and the other attacking the silly meteor.

The slow-moving meteor reacts faster.

He swung his arms, and a pair of dark daggers appeared in his hands.

The dagger had a peculiar shape, with barbs at the tip, clearly indicating it was a vicious weapon coated with poison.

He wielded his twin daggers, creating a blur of black light, and deflected seven or eight short swords with a clang.

But there are too many short swords.

A sword pierced his left shoulder, drawing out a spray of blood.

Another weapon pierced his right leg, and he groaned as he knelt down.

The third one, the fourth one...

In the blink of an eye, twelve short swords pierced through his joints, pinning him firmly to the ground.