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Chapter 78: Hurricane Dance of the Wind

Under his slightly puzzled eyes, the sharp light blue wind blade instantly cut off the tree roots that tied Zuo Jinwei.

Liu Mingzong was not surprised, but seemed to have expected it. Immediately, his palms left the ground, and he jumped backwards. After his flexible body was stable, he put his palms together in a horse stance and shouted again, "Get up!"

In an instant, the ground began to shake slightly, and thick tree roots emerged from the ground. The golden-armored guards and Daning's martial arts warriors quickly broke away and retreated to their respective lines.

The originally complete surface of the entire area was renovated in an instant. The thick tree roots seemed to have eyes, and they looked at the direction where Zuo Jinwei was standing, extending as fast as a tiger attacking a rabbit.

However, such speed is nothing to mention in the eyes of wind cultivators. A contemptuous sneer flashed across Zuo Jinwei's mouth, and his figure flashed away, leaving only a blurry afterimage of him.

Hundreds of tree roots struck the afterimage like whips, occupying that place in an instant, and the afterimage disappeared after a moment of trance.

The look on Liu Mingzong's face became more solemn, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out of his body crazily. The originally thick tree roots became stronger again, and they swept wildly in the area that the roots could reach.

"Even I couldn't catch his movement. This person's speed is really terrifying." Liu Mingzong thought to himself, the spiritual energy in his hand increased instead of decreasing. Under the stimulation of his spiritual energy, he moved several times.

Hundreds of tree roots immediately sped up, but still found nothing.

"Major General uses this kind of martial arts to consume a lot of spiritual energy. If this continues, the situation will not be good for him."

One of the martial arts warriors said with some worry. The others also understood the reason, and then focused their attention on every move in that area to prevent the other party from making a sudden attack.

"I found you."

Liu Mingzong's smart eyes flashed brightly, and his consciousness covered the area. As soon as Zuo Jinwei appeared, he was immediately caught by him.

A fast-moving figure rushed towards Liu Mingzong at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

The latter had an idea and jumped up with the soles of his feet on the ground. He opened a long distance from the former and shouted "Bind!"

Immediately, hundreds of thick tree roots rolled around the trunk and flew towards the direction controlled by Liu Mingzong.

In order to seal off Zuo Jinwei's retreat, Liu Mingzong also controlled a group of tree roots to drill out of the ground to prevent him from escaping.

With this posture, Liu Mingzong believed that he would be able to trap Zuo Jinwei. As long as the wind practitioner did not have the speed advantage, it would be much easier to defeat him with half the effort.

In an instant, these octopus-like tentacles came from all directions.

Zuo Jinwei looked around from the corner of his eyes, and the extremely sharp sickle in his hand danced with light blue airflow, cutting off thick tree roots in an instant.

But there are too many of these tree roots, and they cannot be completely destroyed at one time. Moreover, the broken tree roots are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, rejoining the ranks of 'revenge', and the offensive has not slowed down at all.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and it seemed that Liu Mingzong had the upper hand. In fact, the battle situation was very unfavorable to him. Strong martial arts often require a lot of spiritual energy to maintain.

Zuo Jinwei relied on his speed advantage to resist everywhere, but he was able to do so with ease. His spiritual energy consumption was less than one-tenth of Liu Mingzong's. If he continued to wait for work in leisure for a long time, Liu Mingzong would definitely lose due to insufficient spiritual energy.

A drop of sweat slipped from Liu Mingzong's upright face and dripped on the ground. He also knew in his heart that if he could not defeat the enemy in a short time, the subsequent battle would be unfavorable to him.

All the strong martial arts masters did not dare to leap even half a step into the thunder pool. Under such a powerful martial arts display, they could only stand and watch, and they had to admire the strength of the martial arts masters.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a practitioner who doesn't want to be a strong person is naturally not a good practitioner either.

The desire for strength is an innate nature. When people live, they must find ways to create their own value, so that their journey in this world will not be in vain. Having no desires or pursuits is the pursuit of a monk.

Liu Tianqi frowned, and slapped the ground with his hands again, and the surging wood-attribute spiritual energy poured into the ground as if it was free.

It seemed that he wanted to give it a last try.

The next second.

All the tree roots no longer chased Zuo Jinwei, but stood quietly without moving. Each root was thirty or forty meters long. Standing like this, they were like Optimus Primes.

Infused with wood-attribute spiritual energy, they instantly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they were as thick as an adult's arm. The strong growth pressure burst the hard ground, and cracks spread across this area, from top to bottom.

Looking down, it is a veritable spider web.

And Zuo Jinwei was in the middle of this spider web, and his always calm and calm face showed a bit of nervousness.

Then, Liu Mingzong waved his arms, and the tree roots seemed to have received instructions. The towering roots tilted down from the outside inward, crossing each other's arms, and finally, they were interlaced and stirred with each other, like twisting a twist, rotating clockwise.

And down.

The powerful twisting force caused the outermost tree roots to pull upwards, and the ground was shaking violently. Many people were shocked by the sudden earthquake and couldn't help but sigh at how powerful this must be!

The dilapidated land was ravaged again, and the rising towering tree roots locked Zuo Jinwei in it with an airtight majesty.

No matter how fast Zuo Jinwei is, he can't take advantage of the speed of a strong wind martial spirit in this twists and turns of the 'tree root jungle'.

Seeing the diameter of the tree roots being stirred down, if Zuo Jinwei did not escape, even if he had an 'immortal body', he would be strangled on the spot by the torsion generated by the power of nature, and his intestines would probably be squeezed out by then.

Faced with the heavy siege and the pressure from above and below, Zuo Jinwei no longer retained his strength, his cold eyes burst out with cold murderous intent, and he looked at Liu Mingzong as if he were looking at a corpse, with a low and harsh voice.

The sound came from his mouth.

"Wind·Hurricane Dance"

In an instant, at the last moment when the base of the tree roots overlapped, the cyan wind-attribute aura shone brightly.

When the last ray of light disappeared at the base of the tree roots, Liu Mingzong's eyes twitched unconsciously, and the air suddenly stopped.

After three breaths...

Dozens of sharp light cyan rays indirectly pierced through the thick tree root blockade and penetrated from inside.

The intense light made everyone present turn their eyes away and dare not look directly at it, and a violent wind suddenly raged in the silent mountain.

Liu Mingzong's face was ashen, his breathing was rapid, and more than half of the spiritual energy in his body was consumed. Even so, he was still unable to kill his opponent, which made him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"Disperse quickly..." Liu Mingzong shouted behind him

Everyone was stunned for a moment and hurriedly retreated away, but it was too late.

The cyan light rotated, just like a laser sweep, and hundreds of tree roots that had crisscrossed into twists were all cut off in the middle.

The moment it fell, huge power burst out from inside, tearing the tree roots into countless pieces larger than fists. Finally, these pieces splashed here with extremely strong impact, and they ran rampant for a while.

The Daning martial arts warriors who were unable to evade were instantly knocked down to a large extent. Even if they had air shields to protect them, they still could not withstand the "wrath" bursting out from the martial arts master.

Soon, the huge tree roots were completely torn apart by the raging wind.

Gradually, a fierce hurricane emerged. The light cyan hurricane energy, which was nearly ten meters high, was hovering in place. Everything that came close to it would be ruthlessly torn apart. Looking from the outside to the inside, you could vaguely see a golden figure inside.

The hurricane rotated rapidly and emitted strong wind. Liu Mingzong gritted his teeth. The air shield covering his whole body was smashed into craters. He looked at the many martial arts warriors who were knocked down by the debris. The expression on Liu Mingzong's face was extremely ugly.

"There is no other way but to use a unique trick!"

Liu Mingzong's cheeks were bulging high, and he glared at the figure in the hurricane in front of him. He slowly placed his hands on his chest, with the tips of his left thumb and index finger touching his right thumb and index finger, and a triangle shape appeared on his chest.

Everyone present had no idea what he was going to do. They saw the violent energy in the air fluctuating abnormally and converging in the direction of the triangle shape. For a moment, it was like a whirlpool, constantly absorbing the violent spiritual energy.

This is similar to the energy fireball used by Qin Tian, ​​except that Liu Mingzong's move relies on absorbing the violent energy in the air. This is a limited display, and the power is determined entirely by the amount of violent energy contained in the air.

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The energy fireball used by Qin Tian is different. He relies on absorbing spiritual energy to transform the originally gentle spiritual energy into violent energy. It is not subject to any restrictions at all, so it has unlimited potential to exert super destructive power.

, there are similarities between the two, but there is no comparison!

The violent energy gathered more and more in Liu Mingzong's chest. Zuo Jinwei, who was wrapped in the hurricane, felt something abnormal. He looked at Liu Mingzong through the hurricane, and licked the corner of his mouth with his white tongue, showing an evil smile.

Then, he raised his legs and walked step by step towards the direction where the former was standing. The hurricane also moved with it, but no matter how he moved, Zuo Jinwei was in the center of the hurricane, and no one could pass through this sharp wind.

Cause harm to him!

"Damn it!" Liu Mingzong cursed secretly as he watched Zuo Jinwei press forward step by step. It would take some time for this move to be condensed, otherwise it would have no lethality at all. This is a common problem with martial arts that absorb violent energy, and it is also a weakness!

Daning's martial arts warriors instantly understood that Liu Mingzong was using more powerful martial arts than before, but it just needed time to brew, and the outcome would be clear at a glance...


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