[Chapter five hundred and ninety-nine flower needles, broken guts! 】 (5 more)
[Chapter 599: Threading the flower needle and breaking the catgut!] (5 updates)
Feng Ziyue's eyes also turned cold instantly.
Before that, although Shui Hui's flower-piercing needle technique was powerful, there was no possibility of hurting him yet, and Shui Sheng's heart-breaking silk thread was silent, but as long as he was careful, he would not get caught in the net.
But now that the needle and thread work together, the power is more than twice as great.
"Magical needle and ghost thread, killing people without compensating for their lives..."
The white ape murmured, and his face turned pale.
The way of martial arts has a long history. Not all those who study martial arts are upright. In fact, many people are hiding in the darkness.
Originally, killing was not a glorious profession, but it was extremely ancient.
Killers are also a different kind of existence among warriors, and the legend of this magical needle and ghost thread, killing people without compensating for their lives, has always been a legend in the world of killers!
The flower threading needle method, coupled with the heartbreaking silk thread, kills people invisible. Even in a head-on confrontation, you can't know where the enemy's attack is coming from!
Feng Ziyue snorted coldly. He turned over with a kite on one side of his body and avoided the fatal blow. However, a blood mark was still scratched on his shoulder. In the slight hiss, there were crystal blood beads hanging on the shoulder.
In the air!
Even with his spiritual consciousness, he was unable to sense the attack of this needle and thread!
"Yo? Not a bad reaction!"
Shui Hui clapped his hands gently a few times, with a cold expression on his charming and flowery face.
"But Mr. Feng, our magic needles and ghost threads, when combined with each other, can launch a hundred and eighty thousand different killing moves. How many times can you dodge them?"
Tightly hidden and omnipresent, the large net formed by the flower-piercing needlework and the heart-broken silk threads actually covered the surrounding area of a hundred feet. Under the sunlight, the crystal clear silk threads suddenly appeared and disappeared in a flash.
This martial art is weird and weird, and its moves are just weird.
Viewed individually, although the needlework and gut-breaking silk thread are extremely powerful martial arts, they are far from being the best, and they cannot pose a threat to a master like Feng Ziyue.
But the combination of the two is terrifying.
And... Feng Ziyue frowned.
In fact, this martial art is more suitable for sneak attacks in secret. If the two sisters have never met him face to face, but secretly set up a dragnet, although they can detect it, the chance of getting caught is very high.
And even if he had to deal with it head-on, as long as Shui Hui didn't call his sister to take action, he would just secretly notify her, and if she didn't check for a moment, she would be more vulnerable to injury.
They explained this, but it was a little strange.
Because in this way, the biggest advantage of this martial arts is lost, concealment.
Could it be said that the two sisters are so confident that even if they attack head-on, they are sure of it?
Feng Ziyue was protected by the light of his sword, and he was calm and calm, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
This combination of needle and thread killing is actually an amazing martial art. In a head-on confrontation, Feng Ziyue has no way to deal with it.
Originally, needles and threads were extremely tiny things. Even defensive moves like Zhenlong Leyin could easily be invaded by finding gaps. Blind defense was not the answer.
While he was pondering, he used the "Fire Burning Sky" move among the Eight Sword Control Techniques, trying to see if he could burn the silk net all over the sky and escape from the tight siege.
However, it is obvious that this heartbreaking thread is not ordinary, and even the power of fire cannot remove it.
"Master Feng, is this all you have?"
Shui Hui sneered, and he kept puffing out the green and white energy, causing the sky-wide silk net to close tightly. Feng Ziyue was left in a state of confusion, and it was inevitable that he was a little embarrassed.
"Boy, don't let your boat capsize in the gutter!"
"It would be so embarrassing to lose to two women!"
The white ape began to worry again. Its ape nature had not disappeared, and it was really uncertain. Seeing that it was at a disadvantage, it finally couldn't help but scream.
He also saw the power of this magical needle and ghost thread, but no matter what, he did not believe that Feng Ziyue's history of creating miracles would end here.
Feng Ziyue's face was calm, and he always avoided the attack of the needle and thread when there was no chance of an attack. This required extremely high demands on his reaction and sensitivity.
When spiritual consciousness no longer works, even masters of breaking the void have to rely on instinct to fight.
The space left for him is getting less and less!
On top of this iceberg, the heartbroken threads become more and more dense, becoming a network with almost no loopholes. Once this network is woven, no one can escape.
This martial art is originally a weird skill that becomes more powerful the longer it lasts.
Crack!
Feng Ziyue sideways dodged the attack of Shui Hui's green and white energy, and his left hand brushed against another hidden silk thread, cutting off a small piece of flesh. Although it healed quickly, it was also the beginning of his continuous injuries.
Crack!
Chacha!
After the battle lasted for a stick of incense, Feng Ziyue was slightly injured every time he moved - and the severity of the injury increased slightly every time.
The white clothes were already stained with blood!
"Is this this kid only capable of this much?"
Shui Hui shook his head in disappointment. Although he had brute strength, he could defeat the general who only had muscles but no brains. But when it came to wisdom and martial arts, what was his merit?
If this continues, he will be trapped to death by magic needles and ghost threads.
Why on earth does Mr. Boss value this person so much?
"Sister, don't be careless!"
Shui Sheng, however, had the same solemn expression as always. Although she looked young, like her sister, she was also a person with thousands of years of cultivation. Her daily behavior was much more mature and prudent than Shui Hui.
Although Feng Ziyue was bumpy and injured in many places, Shui Sheng always felt that something was wrong.
"I know! Then sister, let's not play anymore. Let's solve it as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible!"
Shuihui yawned. If this young man only has such a little ability, then there is nothing worthy of attention. Just kill him. Anyway, the boss didn't say that he must not take this boy's life - if he can be killed
If he is killed easily, the boss will naturally not take him seriously.
hiss!
Just hearing the sound of the silk threads being tightened, Shui Hui's complexion froze, and the blue-white aura flew out of his body, and the entire silk screen tightened by another three points in an instant!
"Feng Ziyue, I think you have heard it, if your skill only stops here, then just die!"
Amid the shouts, the green and white Qi brought out countless threads, and in an instant, like a dragnet, they were wrapped layer by layer towards Feng Ziyue!
There are snares in all directions, there is no way to escape!
"Boy!"
Bai Yuan exclaimed, the scary thing about this snare is not only the layers, but also the formlessness. He clearly felt that he was about to be torn apart and died, but he didn't know where the attack was coming from. This is exactly
This is the ultimate trick of Divine Needle and Ghost Thread——
——A dragnet!
Those who are trapped in this dragnet will surely die!
The cyan needle represents Yin, which is night; the white needle represents Yang, which is day.
Both yin and yang are destroyed, day and night, fight together!
The power of this unique move is irresistible!
Unless—unless one can escape from the invisible trap, but no matter who it is, no one can sense this invisible heart-broken thread with their spiritual consciousness!
We can only wait to die!
Feng Ziyue stood proudly in the air, but he didn't have to give in, waiting quietly for the trap that was about to tear him apart to fall!
"Damn it!"
Shui Hui chuckled lightly and was about to clap his hands in celebration when Feng Ziyue laughed loudly, "That's not necessarily the case!"
Just hearing the sword light passing by, the clanking sound was actually the sound of taut silk threads breaking. Feng Ziyue's body was like a swimming fish, opening a gap in the invisible death and getting out!
"How can it be?"
Shui Huan's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Feng Ziyue in front of him in disbelief.
No one - no one has ever been able to discover the invisible web, the heart-broken thread, the formless and formless Fengziyue, how on earth was it found?
"Boy, that's awesome..."
Bai Yuan also raised his thumb, although he didn't understand how Feng Ziyue did it.
However, under a fatal move, he suddenly turned over - this has almost become something that he has to experience every day when he follows Feng Ziyue.
"But boy, hurry up next time, the old man can't stand the stimulation..."
Every time there is a critical moment, Feng Ziyue seems to be calm and calm, and has already found a way out. This kind of cliff-like feeling really makes people sweat.
"elder sister!"
Shui Sheng waved his hand and pulled Shui Hui's sleeve, "This person is dangerous, so be careful!"
"oh?"
Shui Hui was stunned for a moment, "Did you see how he got rid of our dragnet?"
Shui Sheng is very thoughtful. Although this sister's martial arts skills are not as good as his own, her vision may not be inferior to his own. She must have seen something when she suddenly spoke like this.
Shui Sheng's face was even more gloomy, completely unlike her little girl's face.
"There are ruthless people and smart people in the world, but a person who is both smart and ruthless and has such good eyesight is really something that no one dares to mess with..."
She let out a faint breath and looked at the blood stains on Feng Ziyue's body.
"Young Master Feng, you made up your mind from the beginning, deliberately injured yourself, and placed a mark on my hundred and eighty thousand heart-broken threads..."
"What?"
Shui Hui's eyes widened suddenly, with surprise in his eyes.
In other words, Feng Ziyue had made up his mind from the beginning, so he was injured on purpose!
The heartbroken thread is invisible and formless, but once it is stained by blood, it will always leave a mark for a period of time.
Of course, being ruthless alone is not enough.
There were only a few dozen wounds on Feng Ziyue's body at most, which meant that among the 18,000 heart-broken threads, only a few dozen had marks.
When the Tianluo Earth Net was deployed, Feng Ziyue had to find these dozens of threads in a short period of time, and find a way to tear a hole based on their directions.
The planning at the beginning, the determination to be hurt, plus the vision and quickness of judgment at the last moment.
Such a man is truly terrifying!
If you meet such a person on the road, it is best to turn around and walk away, because if this person is not your relative, it would be too scary for you!
In an instant, Sister Shuihui understood why Gu Xuanji attached so much importance to this young man.
Of course - this is far from his bottom line.
Shui Hui and Shui Sheng looked at each other, and each could see the horror in the other's eyes.