"Give me the sword." Li Ting's expression remained unchanged and he stretched out his hand towards Ye Ming.
Ye Ming handed him his black sword.
"Elder Yi probably only taught you the first two poses of Mountain Pose. I'll teach you the third pose." Li Ting said calmly.
He shouldn't have intervened and didn't want to, but in this desperate situation, Li Ting couldn't help but say these words.
Everyone reacts differently in desperate situations. Li Ting may have experienced too much in his previous life, so his spirit has been tempered, but his pride has not been tempered.
This has nothing to do with cultivating or not, it is the will of a monk and a human being.
Ye Ming's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he looked at the black sword in Li Ting's hand.
"The direct descendant of the Zhengling Sect passed down the technique, the "Three Mountains and Four Rivers" mountain pose, and the rock-pointing technique, which is a move that requires the strength of the whole body." Li Tingdao.
Full body strength?
Ye Ming looked at Li Ting's calf, but Li Ting looked as if he couldn't feel the pain.
Also, thanks to Ye Ming, he really couldn't feel it.
"Remember the magic formula and recite it silently to yourself." Li Ting said, with a feeling in his tone that he had said such words countless times.
That was a habit that belonged to Chen Shi in his previous life. After more than a hundred years, he is still familiar with the way he mentors his junior brothers and sisters.
"With "Bo Yun Gong" as a supplement, mobilize the strength of the whole body, gather the tip of the sword, and move the magic power flexibly, just like an immortal enlightening ordinary rocks, using movement to control stillness, anticipating the enemy first, and one move will definitely hit, and the mountain and rocks will collapse!"
As Li Ting spoke, he stabbed the white vine that Han Ziqi had hit with all his strength.
He had timed it just right. When he stabbed the white vine, the bright red part of the white vine had just faded away and turned light red.
The white vine suddenly softened, and Li Ting stepped hard to the right, stabbing another one.
It was as if there were eyes on his back, as if the white vine was stationary and could not escape the flexible tip of the sword in his hand.
Two white vines succumbed at the same time, and one even teetered.
A bit of black mucus oozed from the white vine's wound. Although it was not as good as cutting it off, it was enough to hurt Han Ziqi, who had only a few vines left.
After all, its strength is still higher than the two of them, and it is really difficult to cut off the white vine without cooperation.
"Li Ting!"
"Brother Li!"
Two voices sounded, one was Han Ziqi, whose voice was full of anger, and the other was Ye Ming, whose voice was full of worry.
It takes all the strength of the whole body to touch the mountain stone, and the effect will be different if the slightest difference is made. The mana flows very fast, and if the body cannot keep up, it will be violently impacted.
Li Ting was very familiar with this move and would not make any mistakes. His body was like the best tool, completely obeying his will.
But that leg really couldn't hold it up.
For Li Ting's request, it made a perfect posture, withstood the collision of mana, hit the rocks, was wrapped in mana, and was forced to the ground.
It's like a puddle of stuck meat at this moment.
Under Li Ting's gray robe, his boots were completely soaked in blood, with a small puddle flowing out.
"My previous whipping technique of Nailing White Vine evolved from this style. I haven't used the sword for many years, so it's familiar to me, but it should still hurt it. Do you remember it?" Li Ting looked calm, and even smiled a little.
But then a mouthful of blood spurted out...
"Remember... remember it." Ye Ming wanted to help him, but didn't know if he should.
Han Ziqi could never have imagined that even though he had taken away Li Ting's weapon and broken one of his legs, he could still be attacked. He could easily crush any of them to death!
It lay in the gap, wanting to squeeze its face in.
"Just try it after remembering it!" Li Ting threw the sword to Ye Ming, with a hint of encouragement in his serious eyes.
Ye Ming took the sword and was still a little dazed, but when he met Li Ting's eyes, he felt that he had unlimited fighting spirit.
This must be the case for the senior brother in his previous life. With him around, the disciples of the Zhengling Sect must feel very at ease.
He never
Even though he was panicking, it was as if he had a solution and was sure of victory. This belief could really infect him, although Ye Ming himself didn't know what Li Ting was relying on.
But he took the black sword, got rid of his impatience, and silently recited the magic formula.
"Three Mountains and Four Waters" Mountain Pose, Pointing Mountain Pose, he hit Han Ziqi's vines.
The sword collided with the white vine.
"The posture of the legs is wrong, the toes of the right foot are forward!"
"Wrist hard!"
"The magic power travels in the tip of the sword, not the entire sword. The tip of the sword carries the body."
"No matter how fast you go, your body skills can't keep up."
Li Ting leaned against a stone wall with no gaps and watched Ye Ming standing next to him, dealing with Han Ziqi's Bai Teng while protecting himself who was seriously injured.
"No, move forward." Li Ting patted Ye Ming's left shoulder and corrected his wrong posture.
"There is no need to defend the back, there is Ouyang Song." Seeing that a white vine was missed, Li Ting rolled over and used Ouyang Song to block the blow.
Scarlet blood stains also spread along the path with his movements.
What does he rely on?
In fact, Li Ting was not sure. He was not sure of surviving or winning. He was just betting. He just knew that if he did not hold firm at this time, he would only die faster.
Han Ziqi was already in a bit of a mess. He was so anxious that he didn't notice it at all. Even Ye Ming was able to deal with it.
It was simply impossible before. Is this the effect of cutting down six white vines and stabbing them?
Looking at the black slime on the ground, Li Ting thought about it.
So he bet that they could survive it, as long as they were more cautious and careful, and every move would be correct.
Li Ting stared closely at Ye Ming's movements, feeling the growing bond in his body, and continued to give instructions.
But suddenly, the next moment, a white vine hit Ye Ming hard on the chest.
It's a blow, not a twist.
In this case, Ouyang Song's back will not be touched behind him.
Han Ziqi's eyes dropped into the gap, looking at the two of them with malice. Do you think I'm stupid and only angry?
Seeing Ye Ming finally vomiting out a mouthful of blood and flying out, all three vines rushed towards Li Ting, who was no longer shielded.
Li Ting only had the small arrow in his hand, and he tried his best to hit the weak point of a white vine, but he couldn't avoid the other two.
The next moment, the world was spinning, and Li Ting's legs were wrapped in white vines, and they were wrapped around his thighs.
The vines began to exert force as they wrapped themselves around, causing pain to appear in his eyes immediately...
"Li Ting..." Han Ziqi's hoarse voice filled with extreme hatred slowly sounded, "I'm going to tear you in half."
Li Ting tried hard to mobilize his magic power and tried to defeat Bai Teng.
But as soon as he raised his hand, the two white vines slammed him against the wall.
The impact was so hard that blood came out of Li Ting's mouth and nose, and there was a sharp pain in his chest. If it weren't for the magic power, he would have been knocked into a puddle of flesh at this moment.
He's not dead.
But this collision left him unable to use any strength anymore.
Is it still too late? Are you going to die here?
Li Ting was in a trance. He felt dizzy and looked at the swaying sky above. He couldn't tell where he was for a moment.
The bond is obviously getting stronger and stronger...
"Brother Li!"
Ye Ming shouted loudly, pressed forward, and hugged Li Ting's legs tightly.
The monster had already hung Li Ting upside down. If he was allowed to move, Li Ting would really be torn in half by it, so Ye Ming didn't even think about it and directly hit him with his body and hugged Li Ting.
Listen to the two thighs, don't let Han Ziqi tear people apart.
"Ha, I thought you were in the way a long time ago." Another white vine bypassed Ouyang Song and wrapped around Ye Ming's legs.
The white vine was getting tighter and tighter. Ye Ming felt that his two legs were being squeezed together and would break together in the next moment.
.
"Ah!" The pain was so severe that he couldn't help shouting, and he finally understood the feeling of having his flesh squeezed open and his bones being strangled bit by bit.
His shouting made Li Ting regain some consciousness, but the injury from the collision was too severe. He just frowned and tried to mobilize his magic power, trying to figure out what happened.