With the man's whisper, the fine needles flying towards Mo Linfeng seemed to have instantly developed wisdom. Many fine needles were closely connected, creating an inexplicable connection. And as the process of continuous progress, a dragon shadow really appeared around him, dancing his tail and flew towards Mo Linfeng.

The numerous fine needles form dense shadows, unpredictable, and with the naked eye alone, it is really difficult to find the specific location of each needle.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon shadow arrived in front of Mo Linfeng. Perhaps because of the distance before, he did not hear such a sound of dragon roar.

At this time, it was already close to you. This sound could be said to be quite obvious. As the dragon mouth opened and closed, it exhaled a burst of power, constantly threatening the Mo Linfeng who was standing there without moving.

From that man's eyes, Mo Linfeng was like a hungry lamb, like flesh on a chopping board, quietly waiting for the fate of the coming judgment.

Although it has not yet attacked Mo Linfeng, the final outcome seems to be destined to have not changed much.

However, Mo Linfeng did not welcome the unchanging fate as he thought. Since he said that he would pay the price, it would be impossible for him to do nothing.

After all, when the opponent started attacking, Mo Linfeng had already prepared the tricks to deal with. Although he didn't know if it was useful, it was better than trying to wait for his final destiny quietly.

Mo Linfeng looked at the approaching Long Ying calmly, but still did not make any moves, and even the expression on his face did not change at all. For him, it seemed as if everything had frozen at this time.

"Why have you really given up on resistance? But it's too late now. After I use this trick, I have to see blood, so you can die."

The man's stretched hand suddenly contracted, and the dragon shadow that was constantly circling in the air became excited after receiving the message. The swinging was even more obvious and the speed of flying became faster and faster.

In an instant, the dragon shadow was already a short distance from Mo Linfeng. If he didn't react, it would be too late.

Finally, Mo Linfeng, who had been preparing for a long time, has finally taken action.

I saw him kicking his feet hard and standing firmly into a horse stance. He held the sword in one hand and placed it on one side, and turned it into a palm in the other hand, standing in front of his chest, staring at the dragon shadow that was about to attack him, and he could take action at any time.

The sword-holding hand quietly covered a layer of light blue. The part of the sword blade gradually began to shift from the tip to the position of the sword hilt. Suddenly, the hand holding the sword slashed towards the dragon's head.

Perhaps because it has been condensed for a long time, the momentum of the pocket sword is not inferior to that of the Dragon Shadow at all. It even vaguely has a state of equality with the Dragon Shadow. It is probably like this if it loses the formation.

The moment the sword blade touched the dragon's head, Mo Linfeng suddenly felt an invisible pressure, which was transmitted from the hand holding the sword to his arm, and he couldn't help but feel a sore feeling.

Mo Linfeng's hand suddenly became exhausted, and the pocket sword fell off from his hand without hesitation. Then the scarlet dragon shadow hit Mo Linfeng's arm without hesitation. The moment he was attacked, the whole arm was covered in blood.

And he kept trembling, which was obviously the consequence of the attack. Even if his arm was not broken, it was almost wiped out.

The robe on the arm had long turned into powder, but because the whole hand was filled with blood, there was no color except red, and the arm could not move, so there was no clue yet.

"How is it? This move is not good! I really didn't expect you to resist like this. I told you that you can't stop this move, so you go to die!"

I originally thought that the dragon shadow would disappear after attacking the arm, but unexpectedly, as the man's hand swung again, the dragon shadow suddenly appeared in front of Mo Linfeng's eyes again.

He also vomited dragon breath, but because of his different mentality, he always felt that he was declaring the winner's posture to Mo Linfeng. This attitude made Mo Linfeng extremely angry.

However, even if you are very angry, you still do not take any action. Not taking action does not mean you are waiting for death, but instead responds to attacks that may come again at any time in order to make the most reasonable way of dealing with it.

Mo Linfeng held the arm on his hand and secretly used the body refining technique. The injured arm was practicing and repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the dripping blood on the arms formed a thick blood scab, and the light blue color produced by the injured hand cultivation appeared to fall off.

At this time, Mo Linfeng's perception of the whole body had reached an unprecedented level, and all the perceptions of the whole body were constantly flowing between each pulse point.

The blood scab on the arm faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly revealing all the original bronze color of the arm, which shows that Mo Linfeng's arm has been greatly restored.

However, Mo Linfeng still had no intention of relaxing, because the man's attack had not stopped and was still spinning around him.

"Dragon Shadow, Diffusion"

The sound just fell, and the dragon shadows hovering around Mo Linfeng decomposed without warning, forming countless airflows, surrounding Mo Linfeng layer by layer, and it can be said that even if you want to escape, you can't escape.

Looking carefully at the messy airflow, Mo Linfeng's perception of the flow of his whole body condensed together to form a layer of vague protection. Unfortunately, this layer of protection looks too fragile and seems a bit unrealistic to block it.

Sure enough, just as nothing unexpected happened, the airflow of fine needles surrounding the Molinfeng continued to collide with the protection, and before a few contacts were made, this layer of protection was broken.

However, Mo Linfeng did not lose his own way. The recovered hand grabbed the pocket sword lying on the ground instantly flew into Mo Linfeng's hand.

At the same time, while coming back, the pocket sword was surrounded by a thin layer of unknown energy, and the airflow surrounding him was instantly chopped down.

I originally thought that the airflow would fade away after being chopped, but the fact is that the airflow was gathered together again the moment it dispersed, and its power seemed to be slightly enhanced.

"Come on, you can attack casually. Let me see how much strength you have. Let me tell you the truth. Although this move is not very powerful, it can trap you to death. You can attack whatever you want. I kindly remind you that the more you attack this move, the stronger your power."

I have to say that this move is indeed perverted. The more you attack, the stronger your power is, and it may not be anything. However, after it accumulates slowly, even a very powerful practitioner will have the possibility of death if he is not careful.

This move can be said to be basically a trick without any cracking method.
Chapter completed!