Dunpi, the ancestor of mermaids, obviously didn't know that Xia Qiu could already see him.
When he tried to stretch out his free tentacle to sneak attack her, she jumped into the air, using his extended tentacle as a springboard, and somersaulted to the tentacle on the other side of him while bouncing, and the plum blossom in her hand The blade cut down smoothly.
A hole was cut out of the shield's tentacles, and Lingyu took the opportunity to break free. He sat on the ground and gasped, "If I wait a little longer, I'm afraid I will be strangled to death by this monster!"
Some black liquid with foam gushed out from the wound on the shield tentacles. After a few gurglings, his wound healed automatically. He shouted in shock: "Can a mere human being see me? "
Although Xia Qiu's soul separation ability has a much higher success rate than before, it still often fails. Just like the last time she searched for the crack leading to the Black Fire Purgatory in the Yongchuan Forest, she spent a lot of effort to do it again.
So Ling Yu, who was sitting on the ground, was still a little disbelieving. He looked at her and asked, "What? Can you see him?"
Xia Qiu nodded.
"Tell me what he looks like?" Ling Yu smiled crookedly and jumped up from the ground.
Xia Qiu recounted the appearance of the shield skin to Ling Yu. After hearing this, Ling Yu started laughing. Then Xia Qiu looked in the air and said sarcastically: "I didn't expect the ancestor of the mermaid tribe to be so ugly. Really. This is the funniest joke I’ve heard recently!”
Shieldskin was angered by his contempt. As an ancient creature created by the god Gansu at the beginning of the formation of the demon world, he always thought that he was extremely beautiful and noble. His body structure is extremely special. He can heal ordinary wounds with the mucus he secretes, and his secret weapons are far more than that.
He used one of his recovered tentacles to stab Ling Yu who had just ridiculed him. Seeing the situation, Xia Qiu yelled: "Get out of the way!"
Lingyu dodged to one side as she prompted, and escaped the blow from Shield Skin.
The shield immediately turned around and attacked Xia Qiu. When he stabbed him with his left tentacle, Xia Qiu dodged it sideways, but then he continued to attack with his right tentacle. The force threw him to the side, hit the cave wall hard, and then fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Lingyu jumped over and asked. Although he couldn't see the enemy, he still protected her.
"Yeah!" Xia Qiu responded, frowning at the pain on her back.
Lingyu suddenly crossed his arms in front of his chest and turned his arms inward. Only from behind could he see several colorful feather darts coming out of his hands.
He whispered to Xia Qiu behind him: "When he attacks, you command me to release the feather darts. With them on him, I can capture his position."
His feather darts are different from ordinary darts. They will produce barbs after piercing into the flesh. When he sends out darts continuously, the feather darts will automatically line up in vertical rows and shoot towards the enemy. After the enemy is hit by the darts, their barbs will appear. It will also be connected in the enemy's flesh, and if you try to pull it out, it will cause a whole wound.
But for this Lingyu must win.
If he stood still, based on his calculations, there was a high chance that the shield would attack him head-on, but other possibilities could not be ruled out. Although Xia Qiu's soul separation ability serves as his "eyes", there will be a reaction time lag between her command and his movements, so it is still unknown whether he can succeed.
Dunpi looked at Ling Yu who was standing there with his hands folded on his chest and was confused. This boy could not see him clearly. Even though the girl behind him was directing him, his confident look still made him unhappy. If they hadn't caused trouble, he would have completely taken over Lu Yin's skin, and now he had to waste his precious rebirth time dealing with these two young boys.
He decided to work hard to make these two teenagers understand what it meant to overestimate their own capabilities. If they provoked him, who was on a different level than them, they would be seeking their own death. Then he would have no reason to be polite to them. He swung the two fish tails under him vigorously and rushed towards Ling Yu. The black demonic power vortex brought up a gust of wind and waves.
"put!"
Following Xia Qiu's voice, Ling Yu flew out all the colorful feather darts in his hand.
And before he could even react to what was going on, he was rushed out by the cyclonic force of Shield Skin's demonic power. The moment he hit the wall, he almost lost his intuition, but he knew that he had to stay awake, otherwise his efforts would be in vain.
He did not fall to the ground but flapped the wings behind him and flew into the air. When the wings were moving, he clearly felt that the left wing was injured, so that it would always unconsciously turn to one side when flying. He looked around and saw a row of colorful feather darts suspended in the air, so he breathed a sigh of relief. His plan was successful.
Shieldskin's low groan filled the air.
"Those feather darts hit his right shoulder and chest, and he is trying to pull them out!" Xia Qiu reminded Ling Yu in the air.
"Hmph, I won't give him such a chance!"
Ling Yu responded, then transformed his countless silk strips from his sleeves and threw them towards Dunpi. The top of the silk immediately twisted into a cone shape. Dunpi had no choice but to give up pulling out the feather darts on his body and instead dodge. To one side.
With the guidance of the feather dart, Ling Yu can easily capture the direction of the shield, and a battle that no longer relies solely on feeling to dodge is considered fair. He also regained his energy, put aside the physical pain for the time being, and began to release his seven-color demon power cyclone. Xia Qiu had also recovered and flew to his side, raising the plum blade in her hand to prepare to compete with Shield Skin again.
Outside, the battle between Ouyang Xiaoleng, Qianqi and Yasha has also become intense.
This time, because the life of the Amber Dragon King was closely linked to Qingyun's Qi Lie Formation, the two teenagers also became surprisingly tacit.
Qianqi was willing to use his dragon fire bow to cover Ouyang Xiaoleng, and then let him attack Yasha. Every time Yasha used his staff to cast a spell to transform into a monster, he would be shot through by Qianqi's bow and arrow. I don't know if it was because of his psychology. With the perfect cooperation of another young man, he felt that Ouyang Xiaoleng's swordsmanship was better. It was much more sophisticated before.
After several rounds of fighting, he was the first to mess up. He knew that he underestimated the enemy too much, so he chose to confront them head-on. But now it seemed that he had to change his tactics.
His gray-white whirlpool of demonic power spread like mist, while he fought and retreated, drawing the two teenagers into the mist. The two of them had just been sweating profusely from the fierce battle, and they felt extremely uncomfortable as soon as they entered the cold and humid mist. They could not help but shiver, and their hands and feet were somewhat inoperable.
Ouyang Xiaoleng had just waved his sword to split the water mist in front of him, when he saw Yaksha's spear thrust towards him, and he hurriedly used the divine ice to block it and dodge to the side.
Qianqi on the side had just put away the dragon fire bow and planned to use the hydration device to transform into a sword, when he was suddenly tied to his waist by a translucent rope. The rope instantly transformed into a big snake and dragged him away forcefully. As he entered the air, the mouth of the big snake spitting out the letter was just a few centimeters in front of his eyes. He hurriedly stretched out his hands to catch the snake's head.
"The wind moves the leaves and dances!"
Before he could catch the big snake, Ouyang Xiaoleng's voice came from below.
Several balls of flames like red maple leaves flew towards this side, scattering the big snake that Yasha transformed with his staff, and Qianqi also fell to the ground.
He stood up, rubbed his butt and complained, "Hey, can you give me a hint?"
"Where is the time?!" Ouyang Xiaoleng glanced at him and said coldly, still in his usual arrogant manner.
"You are still a general under Qingyun, and you don't even dare to fight head-on? What kind of hero is he who hides and plays tricks on you?" Qianqi shouted at the mist in front of him.
Yasha knew that he was trying to lure him into making noises to determine his location, so he ignored him at all. Instead, he was secretly preparing for the next round of attack.
Among the Thousand Riders, the sword of the hydrator was instantly formed. Yasha didn't know that the sword of the Thousand Riders could absorb the surrounding liquid. In fact, even Ouyang Xiaoleng didn't know that he still had one hand. The more liquid he absorbs, the stronger the power contained in the sword he transforms.
In just a moment, the whirlpool of water mist-like demonic power from Yasha around Qianqi was almost absorbed by the sword, and the sword in his hand was much larger than before. When Yasha saw it, he knew that he could not delay any longer, otherwise his power would be used for his own benefit.
He suddenly threw the shield in his hand towards Qianqi. As the shield rotated in the air, sharp saw teeth appeared all around. Qianqi hurriedly flicked it away with the sword in his hand, but it circled in the air for a while and then quickly flew over. Qianqi was caught off guard and was injured by the saw teeth on his right arm. In addition to the severe pain, he obviously felt a strange numbness in the wound. It turned out that Yasha had applied poison on the serrations of the shield.
Although that kind of poison could not kill Qian Qi, the son of the Dragon King, it would still cause him to hallucinate in a short period of time. Qian Qi suddenly felt that the world in his eyes had turned into a kaleidoscope, colorful and constantly rotating. An indescribable joy spread in his brain, making him laugh wildly.
"Qianqi! Don't be controlled by fantasy!" Ouyang Xiaoleng shouted at him.
But his voice sounded so far away to him, as if it was coming from above the water, and he felt like he was sinking into the deep sea. Those gorgeous colors gradually turned into a deep and intense blue. Being soaked in the sea water, he felt extremely relaxed. The fish swimming in front of him were like hypnotic pendulums, making his eyelids start to fight and his brain became sluggish. .
Ouyang Xiaoleng saw Qianqi fall down on his back. The moment he landed, the sword in his hand turned back into liquid and caused water splashing everywhere.
For the time being, there was only a duel between him and Yaksha. Yaksha's shield flew towards him again in the mist. He blocked it with divine ice and quickly jumped to a high place. Sure enough, the shield was flying towards where he was just now. His position turned back, and if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been injured by it.
The shield returned to Yasha's hand before it hit him. The saw teeth were retracted the moment it reached his hand. He threw it towards Ouyang Xiaoleng again without hesitation, and the saw teeth opened again.
Ouyang Xiaoleng had no choice but to dodge repeatedly. He found that no matter how hard he tried to shoot it down every time, he could not succeed, so he thought about it in his heart, and then he came up with some ideas.
He remembered that he had seen the shadow of Tai Chi in Xia Qiu's sword skills. Tai Chi created by humans emphasizes lightness, softness, continuity, and emphasis on meaning without gravity. One of the moves holds the sparrow's tail with the right hand, and rotates the arm in an arc, as if the whole body is following it up and down, with the waist as the axis, converting the opponent's power and then hitting it back.