Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Nine - Sea of ​​Flowers

He still underestimated the world, more because of his previous experience. In the past, he was powerful, and there were only a handful of people in the world who could hurt him, and even fewer could make him have a life-and-death crisis. But now he has a young body, no matter how rich his fighting experience is in his body...

He was still too young.

This long-lost feeling of life and death made him without thinking, his feet were filled with clouds and mist, and the speed seemed to double out of thin air!

Breakthrough!

Under the ecstasy, Yang Tianxing had already avoided Zheng Ke's kick in a dangerous and dangerous way. For this reason, the air spear shot by that kick had already pulled out a terrifying scar on his chest!

Zheng Ke stopped talking. Although he was a little surprised because he missed this shot, he had no plans to speak again. Because that was his style.

At this time, Yang Tianxing had already sneered: "You shameless old thief, do you really think Lao Tzu is being beaten here?"

Just when Yang Tianxing spoke, Wan Erhao, who seemed to be hiding himself, moved.

He was a soldier, he was silent and low-key. The important thing is that he is very patient. Once upon a time, he was able to lie in ambush in a forest for more than three days, only occasionally drinking water seeping from the soil.

A person who is so tolerant is like a poisonous snake, which can rage at any time and choose someone to devour.

Wan Erhao moved, and it was his ten fingers, but no lines appeared.

Because it is no longer needed.

Zheng Ke raised his head abruptly, but found that the canvas on the tent was covered with various patterns at some point in time. The pattern is a bit complicated. At first glance, it looks like countless swords and weapons, but to Zheng Ke, it feels like a tomb.

Tomb of Weapons.

Wanbing Tomb.

Wan Erhao's face was bloodless, and his dry lips had cracks, but they still moved slightly: "Prisoner."

hum!

puff puff puff puff...  

A variety of weapons are densely packed, falling from the patterns on the top of the head!

Zheng Ke's complexion changed greatly, this pattern was extremely powerful. With a mind and no intention, and Wan Erhao's overdraft display, it was enough to make him in the Three Palaces feel a little threatened! His face was cold and ugly, and he seemed to be standing still, but in fact, his feet were like two whips, constantly shooting wind blades to resist the pattern of Wan Erhao.

And Wan Erhao, who was fully activated, sat down with his knees crossed, his eyes closed: "I can only trap him for ten breaths and grasp the time."

Yang Tianxing glared at him: "Just you talk more."

Although the two were still bickering, Yang Tianxing's left arm was already lit up with pink ripples.

There is a finger-sized cloud on his left forearm. And when the pattern force is activated, the clouds are like blooming flowers. Flowers, stems, another flower, countless flowers blooming, covering the entire arm, spreading to the shoulders, as if using Yang Tianxing's arm as a platform, fighting for beauty.

There were constant shocks and collisions of ideas in his mind.

In that world, there is no such bizarre existence as "patterns", and there is no grain power.

It is a world of laws, and everything in the world has its own unique laws.

Although he came to this world, he couldn't sense the law again. But that feeling still lingers in my mind. And just under the continuous battle of life and death, and his epiphany. There are various collisions and blends between the application of the laws of the previous world and the patterning techniques of this world!

In his left hand, he held the flying snow silver spear, as if holding the whistling cold wind, stabbing towards Zheng Ke.

He only stabbed one shot, and a pink light shrouded the entire gun body.

Zheng Ke's face was still cold, looking at Yang Tianxing like a dead man. If Yang Tianxing and Wan Erhao took the opportunity to escape when he was trapped just now, there might be a chance. But I didn't expect that this kid would dare to come back to attack him?

The class of tattooists is strict, and every breakthrough in the palace is a qualitative change. And the formation of the three palaces is endless, and it is a huge gap. Those who can leapfrog the second palace realm pattern are enough to show the strength of the young man in front of him. But he is a tattoo artist of the Three Palaces, even if he stands and takes a full blow from him, he may not be injured.

That's the difference.

He looked at the long spear that was slowly stabbing, and his body was already motivated by tattoo force.

As long as he breaks through this annoying pattern, it will be time for him to kill the two.

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Yang Tianxing's spear was dull, but the pink light was strange.

It... trembled.

The strange thing is that with this trembling, the pink light is like the substance.

It's like in this dark ink, a circle of pink color is poured and spreads outward.

The pink flowers bloomed one after another, and they were still so dazzling even in the dark.

Seeing the flowers, Zheng Ke became nervous for the first time.

Not because he felt threatened, but because he felt nothing.

From the beginning of the battle with the two boys in front of him, he was very calm. Even if Wan Erhao put down a pattern to trap him early, he just felt a little troublesome. Because he could understand and feel it, the two in front of him did not pose any threat to him.

But facing the attack that was obviously a tattoo technique, it was the first time that he could not see through it. As if under this gorgeous pink coat, there are poison needles that are deeply hidden.

One, ten, a hundred...

When the flowers bloomed to a hundred, they had come to Zheng Ke.

The warning signs in Zheng Ke's heart had reached the extreme, and he snapped his tongue! At the moment when the **** smell and severe pain came out, the seemingly harmless flower suddenly changed, like a leopard wolf tearing through the sheepskin.

Every flower is a shadow of a gun.

Hundreds of spear shadows, like a sea of ​​flowers, swept towards Zheng Ke overwhelmingly!

Pattern Technique──【Flower Sea】!

It was not passed down by Sijitian, but the first tattoo technique created by Yang Tianxing himself—【Flower Sea】!

Facing hundreds of spear shadows, Zheng Ke also roared loudly, like a desperate beast. He even felt that if he really took the blow with his flesh, that obviously extraordinary tattoo would be enough to pierce his body!

At this moment, Zheng Ke's left hand moved.

All this time, he had his hands behind his back, fighting with only his legs. Not because he is arrogant, but because his legs are his most powerful weapons. But every powerful tattoo artist can't have only one weapon. That is to say—the hole card.

With a slight movement of his left hand, his sleeves were shattered inch by inch, like butterflies flying through the flowers, revealing the patterns hidden in them.

Zheng Ke, placed in the northern three palaces, is considered a somewhat famous existence. And he is most famous, of course, for the attack of his feet like a storm. But who would have thought that Zheng Ke, who is so good at storming, turned out to be a [copper wall] in the left-hand palace?

Copper walls, as the name suggests, are mainly used as patterns for defense.

When his tattoo technique was activated, a copper-colored mask enveloped Zheng Ke's figure.

dang dang dang dang …………

The sea of ​​​​flowers fell on the copper wall, but there were crisp metal collision sounds.

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