After all, no place is safe where the black ship goes.

And now, we can finally get into the so-called resentment.

Crash.

Yu Hong stood up slowly and signaled the people around him to scatter the distance.

"Speaking of this, this is the first time I have competed with someone for magic. No one can see the other person's fear illusion. How should I compete?"

Zhengming saw Hong Yingxia, and a hint of ease suddenly appeared on his face.

"The method is very simple. Although you cannot see specific illusions, the art of condensation of Taoism can affect the resentment and cause permanent damage to it. So we used this to make this to compete the art."

He stretched out his hand and a small silver bottle appeared in his palm.

The bottle is a glass bottle that can be filled with medicine, with a silver lid and the size of an egg. You can clearly see a small bottle of silver powder inside.

"This is a one-time resentment sand, which can be affected by the technique. It is generally used for competitions and confrontations. The Taoist technique cannot be compared, but the mastery of the technique can pass this comparison. In terms of victory or defeat, who defeats the opponent's technique, even if he wins, how about it?"

"Resentful Sha" Yu Hong narrowed his eyes and nodded. "Since you have achieved this, it seems that your senior brother has been preparing for a long time. Now start?"

"certainly."

Zhengming took a few steps back, opened the distance, placed the resentful sand on the ground, and opened the bottle cap.

Then, exit several steps again.

"Junior brother, are you ready?" He looked at Yu Hong with sharp eyes.

Yu Hong had also taken a few steps back and looked at the resentful sand curiously.

"It's OK."

"Then be careful!" Zhengming quickly raised his hand, pinched his handprint and pointed his fingers, muttering something, as if he was reciting some formula.

In an instant, a silver smoke suddenly flew up in the resentment bottle, turning into a silver bird in the air, hovering around Zhengming.

Each of these birds is only the length of a palm, and it flies extremely fast, with sharp white light on its eyes.

"Go!" Zhengming pointed with one hand, and suddenly a group of at least thirty silver birds pounced on Yu Hong.

Yu Hong's mind moved and his handprints were pinched to make it difficult to take action.

Suddenly, the man in white in the first layer appeared in front of him.

The man in white is composed of silver smoke, which obviously comes from the resentful sand.

At this time, it appears clear silvery white.

As soon as he appeared, he rushed towards the group of flying birds.

Puff puff puff puff puff.

The man in white was actually quite powerful, constantly catching one by one, without any defense at all, only attacking.

In just a dozen seconds, the bird was pinched and exploded one by one, and he was pecked and riddled with holes.

puff.

The two sides turned into silver smoke together, flying back to the resentment bottle.

"This time, it's a draw." Zhengming breathed, his heart began to feel aggrieved.

Although it was a draw, it already means he lost.

Because he has been practicing hard for many years? And what about Yu Hong?
Chapter completed!