Douluo: My martial spirit is Suona

The long sword that flew towards Situ Yueming, condensed with black mist, made a sound of breaking through the air.

Si Tu Yueming rolled to the right when he first appeared in the black fog.

Fortunately, his judgment was timely. The long sword hit the ground and flew into pieces. Spider web-like cracks appeared on the ground and spread for a distance.

The power was so great that Si Tu Yueming felt that if this sword had just fallen on him, he would have been so shocked and soared.

But the coffin's attack did not stop, and what followed was a black mist transforming into a black halberd directly in front of the coffin.

It was also rushing towards him like the long sword just now.

"What the hell is this?"

Si Tu Yueming managed to avoid it this time.

But the halberd landed on a boulder nearby, smashing the boulder into pieces and sending rocks flying around.

Some stones scratched Si Tu Yueming's skin, and even some large pieces hit Si Tu Yueming's body, making him groan.

Although he wasn't seriously injured, it was quite painful.

Those four black arms seemed like fences in a duel field.

Neither attacks nor disperses.

However, these two attacks only combined one attack. Si Tu Yueming found that if he added this attack, there would be nine attacks in total. If it was as he suspected, there might be some solution.

The halberd turned into black light spots and slowly disappeared.

Then the mist began to gather in front of the coffin again. This time the neighbor's movement was a little slower, but the corners of Si Tu Yueming's mouth rose slightly, showing some disdain.

He already felt that he had some coffin-like attack methods, and he should be able to condense at most nine objects transformed by black mist.

Then came three black arrows.

Si Tu Yueming almost vomited blood after looking at it.

"Holy shit, are coffins playing tricks now?"

But he reacted in time and crouched down quickly.

He only felt the three arrows passing through a strand of hair from the top of his head, slowly falling in the air.

Si Tu Yueming was covered in cold sweat.

Just now, Si Tu Yueming could open his third eye if he only stayed down for a second or two.

Si Tu Yueming felt that this was definitely the limit.

Then Si Tu Yueming raised his head and looked at the thing. He didn't attack for a long time, but it was just gathering mist when he was alive.

"Ahaha, isn't it going to work? Is it going to be impossible? It seems like you really don't last long at all! Ahaha!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his smiling face froze.

I saw the black mist slowly forming, and then condensing into a black point, and the coffin threw the light point into the sky.

Then the ball of light began to rotate, and countless tiny black points shot toward the ground.

Si Tu Yueming was able to dodge at first. After all, the black ball was only shot in one area at first, and then followed, and the number of shots was also very small, making it easy to dodge.

So as long as you need to run a little faster and add some snakeskin positioning, it's fine.

But the black ball of light turned faster and faster, and more and more light spots shot out.

Until the next moment, it was equivalent to 360 degrees with no blind spots, completely crushing AOE damage.

Si Tu Yueming saw this scene: "I'm going to break the defense directly. I'm just playing Jingle Cat. The Novice Village will create a boss for me. There is no soul or soul bone!"

"I still have a great youth to live through!"

But the next moment, those countless small light spots fell on Si Tu Yueming's body. Apart from shooting the clothes on Si Tu Yueming's body to pieces, they seemed to do no harm.

"Wait, this must be some kind of chronic toxin? It must be concentrated in my body, so it won't explode to pieces, right?"

Si Tu Yueming was just preparing to face death, but it seemed like a long time passed and nothing happened!

When he opened his eyes, the black spot was still shooting a long black line downwards, but when it hit him, it immediately turned into a black smoke and dispersed.

He looked around and saw that many of the surrounding trees had been pierced, even many stones had been shot to pieces, and there were countless small holes in the ground.

But except for his clothes, he seemed to be intact.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, this is it! I thought it was so cruel, just come, come, hit me!" Si Tu Yueming suddenly became more confident when he saw that the person on the other side couldn't hurt him.

Then he stood there and struck a pose.

Then the next moment, the coffin flew directly over, and the coffin knocked Si Tu Yueming away and hit a big tree, which was knocked down directly.

Si Tu Yueming: "Ahem, pfft, you don't know how to play tricks at this level!"

The coffin didn't even think about it. Four black arms supported the coffin, jumped up and shot towards Situ Yueming, and then struck quickly.

Si Tu Yueming hurriedly rolled to the side. The coffins were crowded on the ground, and the ground was sunken.

Si Tu Yueming was gasping for air at the side. He was in a very dangerous situation at this time, and he definitely couldn't be beaten, just from the slap he just took.

I feel like if I hit it two or three more times, I'll be dead.

He thought for a while and finally bit it.

"After seeing it, I can only use that trick, the realm of the dead."

Then, with Situ Yueming as the center, the surrounding area within five meters turned into dust, and then quickly restructured to form another form.

If it weren't for the fact that every time he used this field, it would bring a lot of negative emotions and affect his spirit, Si Tu Yueming should basically have used it from the beginning.

But thanks to these three months of experiments and training, Si Tu Yueming has become more skillful in controlling negative emotions.

Although as the scope of the field increases, the number of negative emotions also increases, but with the two offset, a balance can be considered.

Even if you can't use it for a long time, if you limit it for a short time, your opponent won't have any big problems.

After all, a large amount of negative emotions impact the soul, causing a brief dizziness.

It can be considered a short-distance, short-term control skill!

After the coffin felt this breath, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The coffin was originally swatted towards him, but after feeling this area, his arms turned into chains, and he forcibly pulled his body and fixed it in mid-air.

Then I heard a voice from the distance: "Brother Ming! Xiao Ming!"

These are the voices of Old Jack and Tang San respectively.

I still heard these two voices, returned the coffin, and for some reason suddenly the neighbor said that a black mist suddenly hit Situ Yueming.

Si Tu Yueming had no chance to dodge, mainly because the speed was too fast and the distance was too short.

Then the black mist sank into Si Tu Yueming's chest.

There was no disturbance at all, as if nothing happened.

Then the figures of Tang San and Old Jack quickly appeared in the distance.

Old Jack walked forward first: "Xiao Ming, are you okay?"

Tang San: "Brother Ming, what just happened? I seemed to hear the sound of fighting. There seems to be a duel!"

Then Tang San noticed that Si Tu Yueming's upper body clothes were in tatters.

Tang San: "Did someone attack you just now?"

Grandpa Jack: "Xiao Ming, please put this clothes on first. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it in the car."

Then several people returned along the original road and entered the carriage.

The journey started again, and the three of them were talking in the carriage.

And as the carriage moved, the owner of the red eyes in the forest quietly disappeared into the darkness.