Chapter 127: Hundreds of Twists and Turns

"Junior Brother Xiao, be careful, let's take a look at my 'Thousands of Turns' move first!"

With that said, Huangfuling stretched out a slender finger and pointed towards the void in front of her. He heard a long series of whooshing sounds, rushing towards Xiao Mian sharply. Xiao Mian didn't dare to neglect him. Seeing that Huangfu Ling had turned around a thousand times, he might not be so easy to handle. He couldn't resist it with just a Xuanfeng sword. As a last resort, hundreds of Geng-gold divine lights came out from his body, forming a tight formation to protect him. All around.

Sure enough, the next moment, there was an endless sound like the sound of bananas being smashed by rain. Xiao Mian's Gengjin Divine Light was not damaged at all, but it was like Huangfuling's wind blade being beaten to pieces. Seeing that Huangfu was as immobile as a mountain, Xiao Mian knew that things might not be that simple.

Thousands of times? Could it be...

Before Xiao Mian could recover, the next wave of more detailed and intensive attacks had already rushed in front of Xiao Mian. Although there were still many wind blades that were broken by Xiao Mian's Geng-Gold Divine Light, there were also many fine wind blades that broke through the gaps of the Geng-Gold Divine Light. If Xiao Mian hadn't been quick with his eyesight and quick hands, he would have swept across in front of him with the Xuanfeng Sword and condensed another side. The wall of zhenqi protected behind him, and I'm afraid Xiao Mian was already defeated at this time. But even so, Xiao Mian couldn't help but frown slightly when he looked back at the thin wind blade fixed on the zhenqi wall.

There are twenty or thirty wind blades fixed on the zhenqi wall. Although they are very small, even if they are hit, Xiao Mian's physical strength of practicing the "Ten Thousand Poison Curses" probably won't cause much damage, but Then you lose the competition after all.

What surprised Xiao Mian even more was that although the number of wind blades that just flew out of Huangfu's spirit body was quite large, there were definitely not so many. You must know that the wind blades fixed on the zhenqi wall were not all, there were more. Half of those shattered by the Gengjin divine light were shot down by the Xuanfeng Sword, and only a quarter of those behind were shot down. Calculated in this way, wouldn't there be hundreds of wind blades controlled by Huangfu Ling? It seemed that her guess was correct. Her countless turns were to deliberately hit her Gengjin divine light, thereby shattering the wind blade without disappearing. She attacked with an even smaller wind blade, making it difficult for people to guard against it!

After hundreds of wind blades circulated, thousands of wind blades flew back quickly.

After understanding the principles of Huangfuling's secret technique, Xiao Mian was still at a loss. Is it possible that the Gengjin divine light should not be used to attack the wind blade? That doesn’t mean you will lose faster!

But if he continued to attack Huangfuling's wind blades, Xiao Mian suspected that what he would face in the end would not be hundreds of wind blades, but thousands of wind needles! Although Huangfu Ling's high-level spiritual cultivation in the foundation-building stage was definitely unable to accurately control every wind blade, Xiao Mian felt horrified just thinking about attacks from the opponent from all directions - the key is that this attack is still looking at missing!

wrong! After all, Huangfuling is only a monk in the Foundation Establishment stage. If her wind blade can really be infinitely refined, won't she be invincible in the Foundation Establishment stage, and even the strong Jindan will suffer hatred? This is impossible! In other words, Huangfuling's wind blade must have a limit value. As long as his attack power exceeds this limit, the wind blade will break!

Thinking of this, Xiao Mian's eyes lit up and he had a plan in mind.

At that moment, he mobilized the soul-suppressing poisonous mist that existed among the flesh and blood in his body and evaporated it from his pores. Suddenly, a mist seemed to rise around Xiao Mian, condensing and not dissipating, protecting Xiao Mian airtight. Huangfu Ling's face was startled when he saw it, and then he sneered, thinking that his junior brother was actually very clever, and he understood the secret of a thousand twists and turns after being tricked. The mist can indeed make the wind blade invisible. But what if you understand where it comes from? Can you still break hundreds of wind blades at the same time?

While thinking about it, Huangfuling had a thought in her mind, and all the two hundred wind blades hanging in the air rushed towards Xiao Mian who was wrapped in the mist. This was Huangfuling's mercy, and there were more than a hundred wind blades guarding her side. No attack. It's just that Huangfuling didn't have contact with Xiao Mian like Fu Qingqiong. She obviously underestimated her junior brother, and thanks to her merciful kindness, she didn't suffer a total defeat.

At the moment when the two hundred wind blades rushed into the soul-suppressing poisonous mist, the two hundred wind blades were all dyed with a layer of green fluorescence, and at the same time they were fixed in the poisonous mist like sluggish living targets. Xiao Mian did not expect that the seemingly harmless soul-suppressing poisonous mist could have such a great effect, but it was not allowed to happen at this time, so Xiao Mian would not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Seeing that the two hundred wind blades around him posed no threat to him, Xiao Mian looked in the direction of Huangfuling and fired the Xuanfeng Sword, intending to draw out the fire.

At this time, Huangfu Ling's mind was greatly shaken. The divine thought she used to control the two hundred wind blades was actually suppressed!

As a high-level monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Huangfuling did not have the ability to completely control the two hundred wind blades. He could only attach a ray of his own spiritual thought to one of the wind blades, and then lead the other wind blades to attack. But when the wind blade attached to his spiritual thoughts rushed into the poisonous mist, Huangfu Ling's body trembled, and he clearly felt that his spiritual thoughts seemed to be imprisoned and unable to move. Since the divine thought that drives the wind blades has been suppressed, the two hundred wind blades will naturally be leaderless and unable to achieve momentum.

At this moment, Xiao Mian's Xuanfeng Sword had already stabbed over. Huangfu Ling had no time to think about the truth of her suppressed mind. She waved her hand casually, and the hundreds of wind blades lingering around her continued to wrap around the Xuanfeng Sword, hitting Xiao Mian's Xuanfeng Sword with a clang. Finally, after the hundreds of wind blades were used up, the Xuanfeng Sword was deflected. Of course, this was also because Xiao Mian did not try his best. After all, when he saw that Huangfu Ling was still defended by hundreds of wind blades, Xiao Mian knew that Huangfu Ling was not going all out. Since the other party had good intentions, he naturally could not kill him.

"Enough!" Leng Ningyu interrupted the fight between Huangfu Ling and Xiao Mian with a shout, and said softly: "Although this game seems to be evenly matched, Xiao Mian, the poisonous fog you used was borrowed from external forces, not one of your own strengths!"

Leng Ningyu's words naturally meant that Xiao Mian was not as good as Huangfu Ling, but if she knew that Xiao Mian not only had the soul-soothing poisonous fog in his body, but also the poisonous relics, she would probably not say so, because this was one of Xiao Mian's strengths. Besides, Xiao Mian secretly thought: No matter whether it is his own strength or not, as long as he can defeat the enemy, it is his ability! Is it possible that when he meets a mortal enemy on a narrow road, he still has to pay attention to the point of stopping? If so, Xiao Mian would not have been able to ambush and kill Lu Chengfeng and plot against Yuan Xu.

Of course, Xiao Mian is not a person who cannot be subdued, and he immediately bowed to Huangfu Ling as a greeting.

"I am indeed not as good as you, Senior Sister! Thank you for showing mercy!"

"..., Junior Brother Xiao is too modest! Senior Sister should be grateful to you for showing mercy!"

"Alright! Stop being modest to each other!" Interrupting the two, Leng Ningyu walked down Shuiyun Peak first, saying as he walked: "Go back! I have other things for you to do..."