"Um?"

Chen Tianyang controlled his natal ancestral weapon, closely related to the feelings of the silver needle, he felt very clearly.

Feeling the sudden stagnation of the void near the silver needle, he couldn't help but let out a shocking sound.

However, from Chen Tianyang's calm expression, we can see that such gravity is not enough to make him embarrassed.

Sure enough, perhaps because the size of the silver needle is too small, even if the superimposed gravity reaches more than ten thousand times, it still cannot cause great trouble and obstacles to the silver needle.

After the silver needle shook slightly downward, it continued to shoot towards Lingzhi.

Ling Zhi's clone exploded again!

This is the first time that Ling Zhi was swept so easily after he automatically used the technique of transforming one Qi and transforming the Three Clears.

What Chen Tianyang said was not arrogant. Even if he had never fought with the Taoist Ancestor, he obviously had some understanding of the Taoist Ancestor's move.

Therefore, when his silver needle treated Ling Zhi's clone, he did not show any righteousness. He was very cautious and every blow was full of strength.

Ling Zhi's brows frowned deeply. The blood-crying sword on one side of his shoulder flew up, and he held a few silver needles and hit the outside.

Ling Zhi's hand turned into phantoms, and he picked up at the silver needles that were pounced on him. With the sound of striking attacks, the silver needles that had passed two blocking were barely forced back by Ling Zhi, but failed to hurt Ling Zhi, and turned back and left.

However, this collision is clear at a glance, Ling Zhi's technique of transforming the Three Pure Ones together was directly broken.

After picking several silver needles in succession, the injury at his tiger's mouth was also obvious at a glance. The blood flowed on the long stick, showing great significance.

"Why don't you give up at this time?" Chen Tianyang snorted coldly, "I want to see how many methods you have to stop me. With this silver needle, I can kill you."

"Is that true?" Ling Zhi suddenly looked at him, "Just practice your skills, why are you so excited?"

Until now, Ling Zhi didn't think he would fall into Chen Tianyang's hands.

After he eliminated the purple spots on his chest, he continued to fight against Chen Tianyang. More so, in order to test his own strength, he used Chen Tianyang to practice and see how much difference his strength was with the co-glory.

It is still possible that Ling Zhi escapes with a space body.

Thinking of this, Ling Zhi's heart moved slightly. Facing Chen Tianyang who was sneering, he suddenly slowly closed his eyes.

While closing his eyes, he also spread his soul power around him.

The soul power farther away was gradually contracting around his body.

It was not until his soul power finally formed a coverage of about a hundred feet in the surrounding area of ​​his body that Ling Zhi stopped and maintained such a coverage area steadily.

As the scope of perception is reduced, the intensity of his perception is much stronger.

"Do you think you can catch my attack with this?" Chen Tianyang sneered. If it weren't for caution, he could use his soul power to break out of Lingzhi's soul power perception circle in seconds, let alone, it would be even more terrible that Lingzhi wanted to use this method to capture the movement trajectory of the Silver Needle.

Chen Tianyang smiled, raised his hand and shot the silver needle out.

The silver needle swept forward and soon entered within a hundred feet of Ling Zhi's body.

This time, Chen Tianyang seemed to be intentionally teasing Ling Zhi. The silver needle flashed around Ling Zhi, but it just didn't attack Ling Zhi. After repeated several times, it completely flashed and disappeared, and there was a vague feeling of locking Ling Zhi.

At this point, a confident smile appeared on the corner of Ling Zhi's mouth.

Chen Tianyang wanted to deliberately tease him, torture his spirit, and interfere with his perception, but he didn't expect that he happened to fall into his mind.

He gave him many opportunities to try whether his ideas were feasible.

And the trajectory of the last few times of the appearance of the silver needle has been presented to his heart. There is no doubt that his thoughts have succeeded.

"go."

Chen Tianyang suddenly shouted loudly, like a thunder sound on the ground, exploding into the void.

The silver needle appeared, but suddenly transformed into several pieces again, spreading in different directions, heading towards Ling Zhi.

But while shooting, it always seems to flash together, as if it wants to return to the same root, or concentrate in the same place to deal with Ling Zhi, which seems very difficult and difficult.

But this time, facing Chen Tianyang's more fierce attack, Ling Zhi's confident smile on the corner of his mouth did not change at all.

His feet suddenly started to move.

It is Ling Zhi’s own body technique, the twelve steps against the dragon.

This made Ling Zhi's movements become extremely flexible and rapid, and they moved around in a single thought.

Bang.

Just as Chen Tianyang was ruthless in his heart, he made a desperate move and shot out the silver needle, the blood-crying sword beside Ling Zhi turned into a ray of light and slashed from behind Ling Zhi.

It hit it accurately with a silver needle.

While the silver needle was blocked by the Blood-Crying Sword, Ling Zhi also changed his attitude and took a step back suddenly, just like gliding in the air. The long stick in his hand gently raised and hit a silver needle in his right rear.

The silver needle just appeared when he hit him with a blow and rolled backwards and flew out.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Zhi walked around this area like a leisurely walk, and every step he took would fly a silver needle.

Finally, he took three steps in a row. He stepped straight in front of the Blood-Crying Sword, and accurately grasped the hilt of the Blood-Crying Sword with his backhand.

With his spiritual power infused, the sword spirit of the Blood-Crying Sword seemed to be stimulated. On the sword body, the black and red light surged, carrying Ling Zhi's whole body power. Under Ling Zhi's dancing, he slapped Ling Zhi's head.

Where is a silver needle that is slightly faster than other silver needles, and more powerful than other silver needles. Before they could show up, they were smashed out of the void by Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi bent his body down, bent his knees, gritted his teeth and pushed up, instead of retreating, and instead of retreating, he smashed the silver needle backwards.

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Chen Tianyang's mouth.

The natal ancestral weapon was continuously shaken, and like him, it was all the same as him.

His eyes turned red, and a large amount of soul power in Chen Tianyang's body surged out. The several silver needles instantly regrouped and collectively slapped Ling Zhi.
Chapter completed!