Code Farmer Comprehension

Tong Hou was even more embarrassed, and said: "The direction of my battle, the trapping technique I major in, um, at present, I can only trap all of them without distinction, including myself, and I can't tell the difference between friend and foe."

Zhang Deming: "???"

What the hell? Is there such a trap? What a wonderful thing!

It's amazing my brother, I am convinced.

In just a few words of chatting, Zhang Deming's vines have grown at a speed that cannot beat the opponent's destruction.

As for Tong Hou's hidden chess piece, it was completely scratching the surface.

Zhang Deming pondered for a while, and said: "Hands are trapped."

Tong Hou was taken aback when he heard the words, but hesitated for a moment, and chose to do it.

He stretched out his right hand, which is different from the conventional pinching tactics, as he stretched out his right hand, he made a chess-like gesture.

Pressing the tip of the middle finger against the tip of the index finger, an illusory chess piece appeared in his hand.

'Chess formation: dilemma. '

At this time, an illusory chessboard appeared from the ground, including everyone.

"Snapped"

With a soft sound, Tong Hou pressed the illusory chess piece on the illusory chessboard.

The entire chessboard was instantly fixed, and no one could move, even Tong Hou himself.

Zhang Deming has seen such a painful trapping enemy skill.

After trapping the person, Tong Hou looked at Zhang Deming and said, "What should I do, I can only be trapped for about five minutes.

Their combo skills have a unique acceleration method, and with this restriction, the two of us should not be able to escape. "

"Hmph, I see how many more times you can perform this trick. If you are capable, you can drag it all the way to the foot of Tianlingmen Mountain." The leader of the seven said with an old voice.

Trapped again, the seven men in black didn't panic at all, obviously they had experienced it more than once.

"What should I do, Junior Brother, at most I can get sleepy again." Tong Hou said to Zhang Deming with an ugly expression.

Zhang Deming ignored the other party, and took advantage of this moment to carefully observe the seven people on the other side.

The biggest threat now is not the old man, a grand master, whose spiritual shield cannot be broken in a short time.

This is also the reason why warriors have not been popular.

The biggest threat is the combination attack technique. With the blessing of the combination attack, the leading old man should have the ability to break the spiritual shield with a full blow.

After observing for a long time, Zhang Deming discovered the key problem. There is no weakness in this combination attack technique, and it is all weaknesses.

No weakness is that there is no position similar to the eye of the formation for the seven.

It is all weaknesses because they must maintain a certain position.

After finding out the key, Zhang Deming showed a confident smile and said, "It's ok, let's release the spell!"

Seeing Zhang Deming's confident look, Tong Hou hesitated for a moment, and lifted the spell.

The moment the spell was released, Zhang Deming said before everyone's bodies fully resumed their movements:

"I heard a rumor. It is said that people on the northeast side of me will attack me out of fear."

A cold word sounded, and the entire battlefield changed color.

Tong Hou said in surprise: "Rumours?"

The old man on the opposite side obviously knew quite a lot about Tianlingmen, and said in surprise: "Oh no, the word spiritist who is going to fight, this is the inner seed of Tianlingmen."

As everyone changed their colors at the same time, the target of Zhang Deming's words had suddenly moved, directly rushed out of the range of the attack formation, and rushed towards Zhang Deming.

The rumors were actually not strong. After a few steps, he forcibly controlled his figure.

However, the invisible connection between the seven has been broken.

With just such a small change, the vines that were originally strenuous suddenly ceased to be strenuous, and there was a tendency to suppress them in the opposite direction, hitting seven at a time.

It seems that the joint attack technique cannot be recondensed instantly, and after breaking, several people will have the posture of retreating.

"The idea is too difficult, withdraw!" The old man in the team leader was obviously a relatively decisive person, and at the same time as he spoke, he abruptly removed the restriction.

The seven turned around and planned to run away.

Heh, come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, pretend I don't exist?

Zhang Deming pointed to a man in black and said, "I heard a rumor that you are not willing to retreat without gain."

Among the seven people who were retreating quickly, the one Zhang Deming pointed at was instantly froze and fell behind.

His six teammates also made a move, and the old team leader gritted his teeth, a fire pocket fell out of his pocket, and immediately sold that person almost without a pause.

Zhang Deming's heel light wings emerged, and he quickly stepped forward, completely sticking to the warrior who was left behind due to the influence of rumors.

Several vines circled towards him, and none of the seven were opponents, let alone a natural martial artist.

In a moment, the vines trapped him firmly.

Seeing the man in black struggling constantly, Zhang Deming controlled the vines and hung him upside down in front of him.

He reached out and took off the opponent's black mask.

After seeing the opponent's face clearly, Zhang Deming was slightly taken aback.

This turned out to be a teenager, even younger than him, looking like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.

A teenage innate warrior?

Isn't the martial arts in the Hongmeng Realm very weak, and the innate warriors are all rare and immortal?

A flash of doubt flashed in my heart, I looked at the young man, and said, "Tell me, who are you and why do you want to think of a practitioner."

The other party looked at Zhang Deming coldly, without saying a word.

Zhang Deming shook his head, and said directly: "I heard a rumor, it is said: You are very happy to answer my question."

As the rumors took effect, the young man's face twitched and he opened his mouth and said, "We belong to Wu!"

Just after he said a few words, the young man's face froze, and an ordinary fire pocket in the distance flickered suddenly.

Zhang Deming's expression moved slightly, not waiting to be distracted.

The vine hanging from the young man was quickly pulled away, and after a short moment of stiffness, the young man's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

"Hiss blood soul oath?" Tong Hou looked at the young man who exploded and said in amazement.

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "It should be such a vicious oath, but it doesn't stop."

When he came to a pile of black ash, Zhang Deming continued: "Just now, there seemed to be something here. It burned instantly and immediately wiped out all traces of tracing around it."

Tong Hou said: "So, in the other party's organization, there are also oath masters with high cultivation?"

Zhang Deming spread his hands, shrugged and said: "How do I know, you met before me, shouldn't I ask you?"

Tong Hou smiled awkwardly, and said: "Let's go quickly, go back to the sect quickly, and report these things, I don't think it's easy."

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "It's useless, the other party obviously knows the sect very well.

The chosen targets are all disciples who have received little attention.

In addition, in the sect, from the top to the bottom, all practitioners are extremely indifferent to ordinary people. If you report it, it should have no effect in a short time.

Just now, when you were chased by mortals, you were too embarrassed to speak up. "