Leng Xuan clenched his fist with his right hand and used seven percent of his force to strike at the silk thread that wrapped the **** old man. However, when his fist hit those threads. I saw that the silk thread was concave a little inside, and then quickly bounced out. And what bounced back was not only Leng Xuan's fist, but also half of the strength he used when he attacked just now.

  Leng Xuan was caught off guard and was counterattacked by his own strength, and his body took a few steps back. As soon as he stood firm, he saw that the old man controlled those threads and started to attack him. There seemed to be thousands of threads condensed from spiritual energy, rushing towards Leng Xuan frantically.

  Leng Xuan didn't know the power of these threads, so he didn't dare to fight recklessly, and moved his body quickly to avoid Xue Lao's attack. When he jumped about 20 meters away from Xue Lao, he immediately found that the silk threads were not chasing after him. He looked back and saw that the silk threads stopped a few meters away, twisting thin strips from time to time, but they did not attack.

After thinking for a while, Leng Xuan wanted to understand the problem. Those threads were all derived from the two eyeballs around Xue Lao, and it was estimated that they had a control range. Once beyond the range, those threads could no longer be used. attacked. Sure enough, when Xue Lao saw that he was far away from him, he immediately urged his figure to catch up.

  Leng Xuan did not stop, and continued to run. During the opponent's pursuit, he found that the effective attack range of those silk threads was within fifteen meters. As long as the distance between him and Xue Lao exceeded this limit, the silk threads would not be able to attack him. At this time, he had moved under an old tree, and after a while, the old Xue chased after him, and those silk threads rushed towards Leng Xuan frantically.

  Leng Xuan was responsive and quickly dodged. But the ancient tree behind him was shrouded in silk threads, and in an instant, the ancient tree turned into sawdust and scattered all over the ground. Leng Xuan was shocked when he saw this, the destructive power of this thread was quite terrifying. If you are surrounded by those silk threads, even if you have the infuriating body protection, you may not be able to completely resist it.

   While dodging the attacks of those threads, Leng Xuan turned his attention to the old man. I saw that although the silk thread around his body was much less, it still protected him tightly. If you want to hurt him, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. Leng Xuan sighed secretly, why didn't the Long brothers tell him the other party's methods before? Otherwise, be prepared.

   However, he soon realized it. It is estimated that with the strength of the blood-old heart, the other Long brothers do not need to use this spiritual tool at all, so the two of them do not know. He shook his head, in order to defeat the old blood, these annoying threads must be solved first. At this moment, a flash of light flashed in his heart, and the Nine Suns Casting Divine Art quickly revolved in his body.

  Suddenly, two hot flames appeared in Leng Xuan's hands. He turned around abruptly and shot the flames out of his hands. According to the thoughts in his mind, the flame bred by the Nine Yang Divine Casting Art is the fire of the ultimate Yang, and the silk threads of the other party are composed of spiritual tools, and they also have the energy of yin and evil. Maybe, with the flame power of Jiuyang Divine Casting Art, it can fight against those threads.

  Leng Xuan's eyes fixed on the two flames without blinking, hoping it would have an effect. But Xue Lao saw the two flames emitted by Leng Xuan, and without thinking much, he directly controlled those threads to engulf the flames, and the blazing flames immediately disappeared into the surging threads. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel nervous, is there no effect?