Chapter 1242: Hit the soul whip against the fire stick

"Mr. Liu, don't be impulsive! That Wang Tiedan, who looks so tigery, might not keep his hands!" Guang Yaozi quickly reminded Liu Lang. ????
"Wang Tiedan is not a real tiger, but a big wise man. I believe that he will not kill. You can withdraw!" Liu Lang said firmly.
There were so many people around, he was determined not to admit counsel, and he flinched today, how will he mess around in the future? It's a big deal to fight for an injury, anyway, a mortal against a fairyland repairer, it is normal to lose, and it is not a loss of face.
"Okay!" Guang Yaozi persuaded Liu Lang not to move, but backed away through gritted teeth.
"It's my turn!" Wang Tiedan, like the old farmer, hoeed the ground, spit on the palm of his hand and rubbed it before working.
"Brother, be careful, don't hurt him too badly!" Feng Xiaorou has been running Changlefang for so many years, and she still understands the human affection and sophistication, and immediately transmitted the voice to Wang Tiedan.
She just wanted to get back face, and didn't want to forge feuds. After all, Liu Lang had many bigwigs behind it.
Wang Tiedan is not afraid of those big guys, but she still has to be in the heavens, and she has to weigh it carefully.
"Don't worry! I won't kill him." Wang Tiedan gave Feng Xiaorou a reassurance.
"Come on!" Liu Lang braced his horse and shouted solemnly.
"Remember, don't bully my junior sister in the future, otherwise, I will see you once and beat you once!" Wang Tiedan shook his body, and a phantom exactly like him shot out.
"Mental attack?" Seeing this scene, many people opened their eyes.
In the heavens, apart from the skill refiners, almost no one cultivates spirits, so mental attacks can only be used by those superior skill refiners.
Mental attack and heart-fire attack can be said to be the two unique attack methods of the art refiner.
Compared with heart-fire attacks, mental attacks are more dangerous and harder to defend. Sometimes, a skill refiner who is considered to be weak can often rely on mental attacks to surprisingly win.
However, the flaw of a mental attack is that it is very difficult to kill with a single blow. Unless the realm is too different, it can only affect the opponent's mind and cause the opponent's spirit to fall into chaos for a while.
If you really want to kill the enemy, you must use other means.
Seeing the phantom flying towards him, Liu Lang finally understood why Guangyao, a great immortal, was planted in the hands of Wang Tiedan. This Wang Tiedan turned out to be a dual cultivator. In addition to refining Qi, he cultivated The refinement has also reached the realm of Xiaoxian.
Before the fight, there was a mental attack. Guang Yaozi was dizzy, and only the beating was left.
Seeing the phantom composed of spiritual power, getting closer and closer to him, Liu Lang showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth. If Wang Tiedan jumped over and slapped him, then he would definitely hang up.
However, mental attacks are hard to say.
Because Liu Lang has taken the soul pill of the soul race, the sea of ​​consciousness is different from ordinary people, and the defense is very strong. In addition, within his sea of ​​consciousness, there is also the famous immortal instrument of the Yama King. For Liu Lang, his mental attack was not much different from tickle.
When Wang Tiedan's mental power phantom reached Liu Lang, it turned into a sharp sword and directly penetrated Liu Lang's head.
Mental power is not attacking the body, but the sea of ​​consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness is located in the brain.
"Huh?" Wang Tiedan originally planned to control his mental power and give a small blow to Liu Lang's knowledge of the sea. However, when that mental power entered Liu Lang's brain, it was like a clay cow into the sea, completely losing contact.
That is a mental power for refining Xiaoxian, let alone ordinary mortals, even Qi refining or body refining Xiaoxian of the same realm can't bear it.
"Look, Liu Lang is not moving anymore!" At this moment, people suddenly realized that Liu Lang's eyes were straight, and he became like a wood-carved clay sculpture.
"Is this a mental attack? Killing is invisible!" Many people couldn't help changing their colors and started talking.
Feng Xiaorou was taken aback and hurried to Wang Tiedan, "Brother, you killed him?"
Wang Tiedan looked dumbfounded, "I don't know what's going on, maybe I didn't control it for a while."
Standing behind Liu Lang, Guang Yaozi couldn't see Liu Lang's face at all. After seeing other people's performance, he reacted. He hurried over to hug Liu Lang, and said with tears in his nose and tears. Ah, I told you to admit defeat, you must not listen, now it’s alright, and take your own life into it, you let me and my brothers in the mortal hell, what can I do in the future!"
"I really am that important?" Just when Guang Yaozi was heartbroken, Liu Lang, who was originally stiff, suddenly laughed.
"Damn, Mr. Liu, are you okay?" Guang Yaozi shuddered in fright, and stepped back a few steps. Seeing Liu Lang was looking at him with a smile, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
"Of course I'm fine. The atmosphere was a bit depressed just now, so I think of ways to ease it." Liu Lang said with a smile.
Everyone present showed shocked expressions.
Especially Wang Tiedan feels even more incredible.
He attacked with spirit to deal with opponents whose cultivation base is higher than his own. It can be said that he has tried his best. Guang Yaozi next to Liu Lang is a successful case.
Why doesn't it work when I get to Liu Lang?
When Wang Tiedan couldn't understand it, Liu Lang took a few steps forward, and with a move of his mind, he flicked the soul out, "Brother egg, next, it's my turn again!"
Soul whip is a thing of the earth, and there is less connection between the earth and the heavens. Therefore, although the soul whip is the famous immortal weapon of the earth-rank Yama king, few people in the heavens know it.
But after Wang Tiedan felt the chill on the soul whip, his expression suddenly became serious.
"Junior sister, you step back." He pushed Feng Xiaorou aside, then slowly pulled out the fire stick behind him, and waited.
Feng Xiaorou had known Wang Tiedan for hundreds of years, and he had never seen Wang Tiedan so serious.
For non-refining cultivators, it is impossible to feel the horror of hitting the soul whip, because it has a certain barrier effect on mental power, and the spiritual power of non-refining cultivators is not enough to break through this barrier, naturally Can't see the essence of soul whip.
"That's it, don't hide!"
Wang Tiedan's mental attack reminded Liu Lang, letting Liu Lang understand that in addition to the net of heaven and earth, he could use the soul whip.
While speaking, Liu Lang carried his soul whip and rushed to Wang Tiedan, raised his hand, and covered his face.
I can't hide, but I didn't say that I can't stop.
Wang Tiedan burned the fire stick with both hands in one fell swoop, and put it directly on top of his head.
Liu Lang hit the fire stick with a whip.
The next moment, the soul whip and the fire stick were directly glued together, and a swallowing force was released from the soul whip, and through the fire stick, it was directly transmitted to the sea of ​​knowledge of Wang Tiedan.
Wang Tiedan felt that he knew the spirit of the sea, and suddenly received a huge pulling force. When he was forcibly resisted, the spirit appeared to be cracked, as if it would be torn to pieces in the next moment.
(End of this chapter)