Dozens of sharp thorns emerged from the ground and pierced at two phantoms not far away in front of him.

But the jade-like sharp thorns penetrated directly through the two sword shadows, as if the two sword shadows had no substance.

Zhang Deming's expression moved and he spoke decisively, reminding him: "Be careful, it seems that this is not a sword spirit. It is the residual art of the soul summoning Taoist magic and sword technique, and the mutation of mutations, and ordinary entity attacks should have no effect."

Nangong Cheng and Li Shifan also barely took action and found something strange. When they heard Zhang Deming's words, they both paused, but no one answered.

After Zhang Deming's reminder was completed, a dreamy light lit up in his hand, and the jade spikes thorns thorned out of the ground in front also showed a dreamy light.

The spikes on the ground directly become intersecting with virtual and real, and are not very real.

Originally, the jade vines that seemed to be non-existent for Jianying had actual contact because of this change.

The spikes softened quickly and tangled towards the two sword shadows.

The sword shadow looked illusory, but it seemed extremely sharp. Facing the many vines that were entangled, the spiritual light surrounded it and directly cut all the vines surrounding it into several segments.

The vines like gold and jade seem to have no hardness under their swords.

Zhang Deming tilted slightly and frowned slightly. Zhang Deming still did not feel the fluctuations of life in these things. His cultivation fluctuations were also very strange. He did not feel the specific level, and he felt that he was completely mutated spiritual bodies.

The sword shadow just rotated and cut off the spike vines around it. Before Zhang Deming could continue to take action, the two sword shadows flashed directly and disappeared from the spot.

When it appeared again, it was already in front of Zhang Deming. Because of the huge crisis sensing, the spiritual shield automatically emerged. At the same time, Zhang Deming's mind moved, and a dreamy light appeared on the shield.

"Wave······"

With a strange light sound, the long sword slashed on the shield. Zhang Deming's face turned pale. The third-level shield supported by Liangyi's cultivation level almost couldn't hold on.

"hiss······"

What the hell is this? It doesn’t feel like cultivation, but why is the attack power so strong?

This attack intensity is at least the strength of Sancai’s ordinary means!

Zhang Deming's face changed drastically, and light wings appeared behind him. At the moment the second sword came, he quickly moved sideways, trying to avoid the attack of the second sword.

But as soon as he moved sideways, the second long sword flashed and appeared in front of Zhang Deming again. His speed was many times faster than him. He slashed on Zhang Deming's shield again.

"Bo··············"

Another light sound, and the spiritual shield was shattered directly. Before he could move, the first long sword slashed up again.

The moment the sword light came to the body, Zhang Deming exploded into a silk thread in the sky and spread out in all directions.

The two long swords that were chasing were slightly beaten, and then the light of inspiration surged, trying to cut off the jade silk threads all over the sky.

The silk thread was extremely spiritually gathered together again, and a figure condensed again. Zhang Deming had just condensed his figure, and the sword shadow came to his face again.

no!

This thing has a speed that is not at the same level at all. If you hide like this, it will be a matter of time before you get killed.

Zhang Deming's thoughts flashed and his body shook for a while.

Magic: Vine-body incarnation.

A clone of the vine art appeared in place, and Zhang Deming turned into an invisible silk thread and entered the state of escape art.

At this time, the phantoms of the two long swords slashed on Zhang Deming's vine art clone.

The sword light came to the body, and the sword shadow flickered slightly, and the illusory sword shadow turned into a solid body in the flash. One sword cut the clone that had just appeared into several segments.

At this time, Zhang Deming's figure appeared not far away, and as his spiritual power surged, he activated his magic.

Development technique: Vine-body thorn!

With the launch of the magic, countless jade spikes appeared on the cut clone, and there was a dreamy light flashing on the spikes.

Two sword shadows had just slashed on the clone, and their power had just been exhausted, and they were undoubtedly stabbed by the emerald vines on the clone.

"Click..."

The sharp thorn slashed behind the sword, and the two sword shadows were directly shattered and exploded into a light of inspiration all over the ground.

Zhang Deming was slightly stunned. He was originally a test, but he didn't expect that looking at the extremely ferocious sword shadow, he seemed to be extremely serious.

The attack point is full, but the physique and defense are completely zero, so crispy that it cannot be described as crispy. Under the jade spike blessed by Zhang Deming's dream technique, a tentative attack will be eliminated.

The huge gap made Zhang Deming pause and he realized it after a moment.

"Bang..."

A light sound attracted Zhang Deming's attention. Zhang Deming looked up and saw two sword shadows breaking, two small round beads the size of a thumb fell to the ground.

Zhang Deming's expression moved, and an emerald vine swam out and picked up the two round beads. Looking at the two round beads that seemed real and illusory, Zhang Deming's eyes flashed with a flash of inspiration.

This is?

Spiritual beads of spirit bodies?

wrong!

Why do they look like soul beads like soul bodies?

After a year of bad knowledge, he absorbed a lot of information, but it was not enough at this moment. Zhang Deming was confused and did not figure out what it was in a short period of time.

Then he did not continue to look at it, but turned his hand to put it away. He turned his head to look at the surrounding battlefield. Because the three of them consciously opened the distance, Zhang Deming was already a distance away from the two of them.

As Zhang Deming looked over, the picture was quite interesting. Nangong Cheng and Tong Hou and Feng Mingyou stood together, with two sword shadows hanging in front of him.

The three people stood still, as if in a crystal ball chessboard of Yin and Yang fish.

Zhang Deming thought that Li Shifan, who should have been the most difficult, was in a mess at this moment. He actually stood quietly in his arms with a long sword in his arms, and his breath surged, like a sword standing there.

A sword shadow in front of him kept turning around him. The sword shadow with extremely insufficient intelligence could not distinguish Li Shifan.

But he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he didn't leave and just turned around Li Shifan.

Looking at the two combat circles, one is to pretend to be a sword, and the other is to simply open the imprisonment directly, Zhang Deming was speechless.

It seems that these one by one, there is no good way to control the enemy for such strange spirits, and they are a little confused. Shaking his head, Zhang Deming first looked at Li Shifan.

Li Shifan's expression was tense and motionless at this moment. His breath was entangled with the sword in his hand, and he integrated into the surrounding environment.

So much so that he is not only like a sword, but also a sword with a very similar aura to the sword shadow.

Looking at the sword shadow that kept spinning around him, Zhang Deming felt that if he didn't care, would the sword shadow look at him?

For example, treating him as a scabbard, and being excited, inserted into Li Shifan's body or something?

After his thoughts were strangely dispersed, Zhang Deming came back to his senses slightly, his hands were filled with dreamy light, and then he pressed on the ground.

Development technique: Thorns dreamy earth thorns!

The jade-like spikes flashed with real and illusory light, emerged from Li Shifan's feet, and under Zhang Deming's control, he shook his body and soared into the sky.

Because of Zhang Deming's control, although Li Shifan had many sharp thorns all over his body, none of them penetrated him.

But even though he was as good as Li Shifan's qi cultivation skills, his body trembled for a moment, his whole body stiffened, and his soles of his feet became extremely cold to the crotch. For no reason, Li Shifan's experience of the former Qiu Yuan appeared in his mind.

Therefore, in the spikes, Li Shifan even forgot the danger. Looking at the extremely beautiful jade spikes around him, he felt that the chrysanthemums were tight and the balls were cold. His face couldn't control his face and twitched slightly.
Chapter completed!