Lin Beichen said loudly: "Don't think that if you hide, I won't be able to catch you... Let you see my methods."
Eight of Swords·Ten Thousand Swordsmen.
Lin Beichen formed a seal with his hands, and a dazzling sword lotus blossomed between his palms.
A huge sword plate emerged.
Various troublesome and complicated sword formation diagrams circulated, and countless sword lights intertwined, forming a pattern that looked like a sea of smoke at a glance.
then--
Boo hoo hoo hoo.
Countless lightsabers emerged from the sword disk.
Such as Ying Zheng's expansion.
The endless storm of swords shot into the white mist continuously...
This is what Lin Beichen thought of.
Undifferentiated vitality coverage.
Even if you are hiding in the white mist and can move at high speed, under the firepower of thousands of shots fired by me at this second, you still have to behave obediently.
"Oh ho ho ho, why don't you speak?"
Lin Beichen let out a villain-like ghostly laugh, just like Ultraman sending out a Stream Ray, spinning around and shooting wildly at 361 degrees around him.
Love once more.
"What do you want to hear from me?"
Cang Jingkong's voice came from all directions around him, erratic.
"Call daddy."
Lin Beichen said while shooting.
"Hehehe, it turns out that the big devil likes this tune."
Cang Jingkong’s charming and coquettish laugh: “Dad?”
Lin Beichen: "Fuck!"
It really screams.
Shocked, his hand trembled, and [Kenpachi Wan Jiansheng] immediately interrupted.
It seems like it can't hit the target anyway, it has no effect.
This white mist formation is not as simple as imagined.
"Hehe, dad, today next year, I will burn paper on your grave." Cang Jingkong's voice was full of charm, coquettish to the bone, and had a charm that made people blush, and said: "What special hobbies do you have?
? Make it clear in advance and I will burn them for you."
Lin Beichen took a deep breath of cold skin.
WDNMD.
Aren't all formation masters old scholars and serious academic masters?
Why are you so naughty?
This is a witch.
"I just like you, come on, let dad burn you directly."
Lin Beichen said loudly.
The voice fell.
boom.
He stamped his foot down.
Flame cracks spread along his feet like a spider web.
Immediately, thorns of flames, like the touch of a demon from purgatory, bloomed and burned everywhere.
God-conscious fire realm version [Trapped in Thorns].
Under Lin Beichen's prompting, this sub-divine technique was far more powerful than ordinary divine techniques.
The flame thorns are like countless fire snakes, spreading in the white mist, capturing the blue sky hidden in it.
"Hehe, dad, you can't do this."
Cang Jingkong's voice was sometimes far away and sometimes close, sometimes left and sometimes right. It was always full of charm. When it fell into Lin Beichen's ears, it seemed that it could set him on fire.
Fortunately, Lin Beichen has seen the big world, so he can guard his heart.
Soon, Lin Beichen also noticed something was wrong.
Based on the range of the flames of [Trapped by Thorns] he just cast, it should have already covered the entire Ancient Bridge.
But there was still no Cang Jingkong within the range of perception.
what happened?
Does this witch have a special way to escape?
Or... this formation actually created a small world space on the Ancient Bridge?
Array Master, this is so annoying.
Various thoughts flashed rapidly in Lin Beichen's mind, and he began to think of solutions.
"Hahahaha……"
Cang Jingkong's laughter kept ringing again: "Dad, are you helpless? Dad, have you decided what you like? I can burn it for you."
MD.
You witch is so filial to me.
Lin Beichen cursed in his heart.
As the saying goes, if you make one careless move, you will lose everything.
I was accidentally trapped in the formation at the beginning, and it became difficult to deal with it now.
"I'm going to be serious."
Lin Beichen activated the [Immortal Helmet] and [Desolate God's Gloves], his strength reached its peak, his divine power continued to burn, and then he turned on the BGM, and his cultivation level continued to improve...
Then--
"Accept your father's love."
He punched the ground hard with both fists.
If you can't break the formation, then break the bridge.
The layout of any formation requires space and location.
Lin Beichen bet that Cang Jingkong's formation was arranged on the Bridge of Immortality. As long as the bridge was interrupted, the dependences of the formation could be destroyed and the formation would be broken.
Rumble.
Terrifying power kept tilting into the bridge deck beneath my feet.
The ancient bridge shook violently.
But gradually it calmed down again.
…
"That is how the matter?"
The five dandies, Chu Hen and others who were staring at the projection screen all looked shocked.
In the picture, Lin Beichen stands on the bridge, slamming the bridge deck with both fists. The terrifying power is constantly vented, but the bridge deck remains complete. On the abyss cliff a hundred meters away from the ancient bridge, large swaths of rocks
Dented and broken...
"It's the power of the formation."
Qing Lei suddenly spoke and said: "Master Jian's power has been transferred to the stone wall... If this continues, the bridge will not be able to be blasted and the formation will not be broken."
She had been practicing with Divine Master Wu Jiu for several days and had already begun to get some clues.
"What should we do?"
"If this continues, won't the boss definitely lose?"
"Damn it, this Cang Jingkong is so insidious."
The five dandies couldn't sit still any longer.
They could clearly see the formation master Cang Jingkong, who was wearing a short pink skirt with exposed shoulders, waist and legs. She had long pink hair combed into beautiful braids. She looked like a little devil girl who had succeeded in a prank. She stood there.
At Qiaotou, within reach of Lin Beichen, it seemed as if Lin Beichen couldn't see her.
"Being caught in the formation is extremely dangerous."
Qing Lei twisted her clothes with her hands, obviously extremely nervous, and her beautiful oval face was full of worry.
Chu Hen frowned and said, "How can we break the formation?"
"Kill the person controlling the formation."
Qing Lei said: "But once you are trapped in the formation, you can't do this... unless you have foreign aid."
Can we have foreign aid?
Obviously not.
This is the semi-finals of the God's Choice Competition.
It's a one-on-one battle.
No one can interfere.
The gods of the divine world will never allow anyone to interfere.
Chu Hen's eyebrows almost shrunk into the character "Sichuan".
No opponent in the Divine Selection Competition should be underestimated.
…
…
Gan.
Wrong bet.
Lin Beichen realized that if the bombing could not break the bridge deck, another one of his methods had failed.
"Hehehe, Dad, you look like you're not very good at it."
The talkative Cang Jingkong began to mock.
Lin Beichen held his waist and began to calculate in his mind how to break the formation.
You can always find flaws.
But at this moment——
"Aww, it's so boring. I've lost interest in you."
Cang Jingkong's voice suddenly became sharp, like a beautiful woman who originally smiled at you and suddenly turned into a female assassin holding a sharp blade.
The white mist suddenly turned cold.
"Visual... deprivation."
As Cang Jingkong's cold voice sounded, Lin Beichen's vision suddenly went dark, and he couldn't see anything even with his eyes wide open.
I'm blind?
Lin Beichen suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
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You can take a guess at how Lin Beichen defeated Cang Jingkong. The setting in my detailed outline is a bit risqué.