Chapter 917

Because there are too many silver needles in the needle pill, it is difficult to control them, so it is difficult to take care of every array. As for tens of thousands of needles, who in the world can control them so accurately that they can be divided into tens of thousands of parts, and each part controls a needle?

But Jianwan is different.

It's better to control the 9981 sword.

There will be no violence.

At the moment, in the center of the competition platform, ziqianmo, holding a sword demon, has swallowed up 981 swords, leaving only four or five.

It can be said that we have gained the upper hand steadily.

Originally, the next strike would have swallowed up the remaining four swords. Who knows, the situation suddenly changed - tens of thousands of silver needles fell from the sky.

Straight to the top of the purple field.

At the same time, her body, firmly shrouded in a circle. Stabbing down.

The pupil of ziqianmo suddenly shrinks.

Silver needle?

I didn't expect that Yan Rumeng, a woman, was also playing with silver needles.

But——

In front of his forefather, who has been playing with silver needles for more than 4900 years, the skill of acupuncture and pill is really too tender.

Ziqianmo raised her hand and brushed her sleeve.

In a twinkling, the spirit of the soul, divided into thousands of roots, showing a colorless transparent shape.

Each thread of soul power is wrapped with three to five silver needles.

Tens of thousands of silver needles are under control.

It's like being frozen. In mid air, stop - the picture stops.

The purple field is still.

Like a cold goblin.

"How could it be?"

Smoke if dream silly, "these needles how all out of control?"

Not under her control is out of control.

"Move

No matter how much spiritual power she infused, it was useless. Tens of thousands of silver needles were still.

It's hard.

Smoke if dream's face is more and more ugly.

She couldn't work any more. She was in severe pain all over her body, as if she was about to break.

"Move

Another shrill roar.

However.

It turns out that in a fight, there is no output just by roaring.

What's the use of yelling in a fight?

It depends on real ability!

"Idiot."

Make complaints about purple Tucao's rare Tucao.

There is mockery at the tip of the brow and the corner of the eye.

In her eyes, smoke if dream of this behavior, with silly fork no difference.

Tens of thousands of silver needles have been firmly controlled by her soul power silk thread. No matter how loud she roars, it's useless.

"Go --"

On the contrary, it's ziqianmo, a low voice.

Under her perfect control, tens of thousands of silver needles, under the traction of the soul force silk thread, Shua Shua Shua, toward the body of Yan Ruo Meng, attack and go.

Amazing reversal!

"Ah, ah --"

Smoke if dream issued hysterical scream, wail sound.

I can't dodge at all.

She put a golden bell cover on her body.

However.

The golden bell cover can not resist the attack of tens of thousands of silver needles.

It's also a silver needle attack.

Under the control of ziqianmo, it is more than three times more powerful than under her control!

The golden bell jar was pierced with innumerable holes.

More silver needles, break through the defense of the golden bell.

Through those holes, I got in.

Although the intensity of the attack has been reduced, it has not been found anywhere.

Smoke if dream's body, full of silver needles.

Not a thousand.

There are also seven or eight hundred.