"Now, I have told you my weakness, so let me see if you have the ability." Beitian said expressionlessly, and it felt as if what he told the other party was not his weakness, but had put a trap on others.

"Can it work?" Xue Xiaoxin looked at Leng Wulei, full of worry.

"I have to do it if it is OK or not. I have already won this small opportunity. If I don't have to do it with all my strength, it will still be a dead end." Leng Wulei smiled faintly, it felt like the wind was calm, but it was more like he was looking at death.

Beitian moved, but this time he did not disappear, but formed a afterimage, which was a picture that would only appear after the speed was as fast as the limit. Leng Wulei understood that this was still Beitian left a hand, because if he continued to disappear, he would still have no chance at all.

Since he could see the other party's afterimage, he could also know his offensive trajectory. Leng Wulei waved his sword, and he rushed straight to Beitian, and wanted to fight him head-on.

Beitian's eyes seemed to have sparks. He felt that Leng Wulei's sword was full of energy. Even if he could not exert all the strength of the Tianlong Sword, at least 20% of it was worth taking it himself. His wish for this life was not known since when it turned into a confrontation with the Shenlong Sword and Tianlong Sword.

Although he has always had a self-knowledge in his heart, even the Holy Emperor at his peak felt that he was no match for the Divine Dragon or the Tianlong. But when a person reaches a certain level, his goal is only higher.

He stopped, raised his hand, and there seemed to be a hidden invisible force in his palm, and then a transparent giant hand formed. Leng Wulei rushed over, jumped up, held the magic sword with both hands, and slashed from top to bottom with all his strength. With a dull sound, the transparent giant hand steadily caught the blade. When the two fought each other, a strong impact occurred, causing the air in the entire hole to shrink and condense quickly, and then exploded "boom boom boom".

Xue Xiaoxin used the silver sword energy to block the surroundings, but she was still shocked by the aftermath of the explosion of two forces in the air, and she couldn't even stand steadily. She had no choice but to use the sword to stand on the ground and kneel on one knee to support her and not fall down.

Leng Wulei was not much better, and he was shocked by the impact, and his whole body was extremely painful. However, the knife was grabbed by the transparent giant hands, and he clasped the hilt with both hands so that he would not be shaken away. Beitian stood quietly in place, as if he was not affected at all.

From his eyes, Leng Wulei saw disappointment, very deep disappointment. "No." He was shocked. His full-strength attack could not even achieve the effect of forcing the opponent to retreat. He showed disappointment at this time, but he was afraid that the next killer move would be.

"Xiao Xin, can you create a light curtain?" Leng Wulei shouted anxiously.

Xue Xiaoxin was shocked. She didn't know what he was planning. She didn't think or ask more. Instead, she nodded, aimed the Tianya Holy Sword at Leng Wulei and waved it, and pulled out a silver light curtain. The light curtain flew between Leng Wulei and Beitian and stopped moving.

Seeing that the Tianlong Sword could not be pulled, Leng Wulei had to wave his hand to strike out countless slight black fog, as thin as black needles. Countless black fog needles pierced onto the silver light screen, gradually forming tiny black dots.

Beitian looked at his technique and did not stop him. He wanted to see what he had thought of. But soon he understood what Leng Wulei's purpose was, and he did not expect that he would think of an attack method against his weaknesses so soon.

The light curtain was densely packed with small black dots, and it felt like a small sesame was embedded in every pore on the face. Not to mention taking a look, just thinking about it makes your scalp numb and weak all over. In severe cases, it will also be accompanied by dizziness, nausea and dry retching.

Xue Xiaoxin in the distance only glanced and her pupils dilated instantly. She quickly turned her head and didn't dare to look. Leng Wulei's eyes never dared to put them on the silver light screen from beginning to end. However, Beitian kept staring at the light screen. Until then, his whole body trembled suddenly. With this, his power contracted rapidly.

The transparent giant hand quickly dissipated. Leng Wulei took the opportunity to pull back the Tianlong sword and slashed it hard on Beitian's head. After all, Beitian was an extremely powerful figure. Even if he had a second or two of distracted spirit, he still woke up quickly. He dodged the sharpness of the divine sword, but he was still torn a few holes on his robe by Yubo.

He still felt lingering fear. He didn't expect that the other party would come up with a way to create such a heavy-tasting dense board so quickly. He regretted telling the other party about his secret weakness. He could not let him leave here alive no matter what.

Leng Wulei also understood that his opportunity had been created. If he didn't take it before the other party's mind was calm, he wouldn't have another chance.

"Do you know what to do?" Leng Wulei shouted again, this one was shouting to Xue Xiaoxin. Xue Xiaoxin quickly understood what he meant. The silver light screen was her unique skill, and Leng Wulei could not control it, so she could only control it. However, if you want to control it, you will inevitably see the dark spots of the light screen. She began to feel that her intensive phobia had worsened again.

After a brief struggle, she thought of a way. She could not look at the light curtain, but stare at Beitian. She just controlled the light curtain to appear in front of Beitian's eyes, and she would never let Beitian break up the light curtain.

Beitian's attack has indeed begun to focus on the light curtain. This light curtain has now obviously become his only enemy. Even Leng Wulei, who is holding the Tianlong Sword, is not an enemy in his eyes. Just as he said, he is just an ant. Without strength, even if he has a powerful magic weapon, he is still an ant.

"I think beautifully." Leng Wulei sneered in his heart. This was his only bargaining chip. He accelerated the attack and forced Beitian to defend. Xue Xiaoxin seized the opportunity and moved the light curtain to make it appear in front of Beitian, and it was the kind that was close to him.

This was very risky all of a sudden. If Beitian waved his hand in a hurry, then the light curtain would definitely not be preserved. However, for a patient with severe intensive phobia, observing at such a close distance is also extraordinary for mental torture.

Beitian was shocked and retreated repeatedly, tilting his head aside quickly, and Leng Wulei waved his sword again. At this moment, he just wanted to curse himself. It was no exaggeration to describe it as shocking to watch the little black dots at such a close distance. He did not look back and waved his hand to block the Tianlong Sword with his feelings.
Chapter completed!