Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1170: Deprivation of the five senses

Lin Beichen's ears moved.

For the strong in the realm of the king of war, being invisible does not mean that they cannot perceive the wind and grass in the outside world.

However, don't worry too much.

Because he knew very well in his heart that it was because of the special effect of the formation.

As long as the formation is broken, the vision will be restored.

The problem now is how to break the formation.

Especially if you are blind.

Is it really necessary to say 'I will make your dreams come true with both hands? ’

"Good girl, you have blinded Daddy."

Lin Beichen said loudly: "Hurry up, change back to Dad, or I will spank your ass."

The crimson [Fire Consciousness Realm] power around his body became more and more manic, forming a flame force field within ten meters around him, and any strange force entering it would be sensed immediately by him.

He kept talking nonsense, but in fact, he wanted to capture Cang Jingkong's position by responding.

The other party seems to be very willing to cooperate.

"Hee hee hee, Dad, you are old and blind... why don't you give up resistance and fulfill your daughter, let her send you on your way."

Cang Jingkong's voice was sweet and charming.

But in the next moment, it suddenly became as cold as a knife: "Olfactory deprivation."

The next moment, Lin Beichen couldn't smell anything.

Gan.

There is something about this formation genre.

Is it really possible to completely deprive the five senses of the opponent?

However, olfactory deprivation is not as influential as visual deprivation.

I lost my sense of smell, and within a short period of time, I didn't seem to feel any inconvenience.

However, at this moment——

In the white dense fog formation, the wind blade rises again.

A series of translucent wind blades, like a gust of wind and rain, continuously bombarded the flame shield around Lin Beichen.

Boom boom boom.

The terrifying energy of the explosion of ice and fire formed an energy smoke screen that blocked the line of sight.

The hearts of all those who saw this scene trembled.

"Good girl, are you tickling Dad?"

Laughter comes from the energy smoke screen.

Lin Beichen is like a rock in a torrent, unwavering.

"Your formation is indeed very powerful, but your attack power is too low, you can't hurt me at all, haha, my dear girl, you won't be able to consume me in terms of durability, why don't you obediently admit defeat."

Lin Beichen kept making noises.

The wind blade cannot hurt him.

"Taste...deprivation."

The cold voice sounded again.

Lin Beichen stood still.

The loss of taste temporarily also affects the battle.

Boom boom boom.

The wind blade kept bombarding Lin Beichen.

The energy smoke screen expanded wildly.

However, among the endless wind blades, there appeared one after another wind needles.

This wind needle is as thin as a cow's awn.

Completely invisible to the naked eye.

They formed in the white mist, as thin as a hair, swimming slowly, like a thin fish lurking in the clear autumn water, like a ray of wind, passing through the energy smoke, slowly moving towards Lin Beichen approached.

It does not have the strength and speed of the wind blade, but the wind needle is undoubtedly more concealed.

Moreover, there was a faint light flickering on the wind needle, piercing into the flame bit by bit, like a hidden assassin, who was not repelled or blocked by the flame force field.

"Huh?"

Lin Beichen's ears moved slightly.

No sound is heard.

But the sense of crisis broke out at this moment.

Until the tingling sensation came from his skin, he suddenly became vigilant.

"Little silver coin."

He drank in a low voice, and the power of the Fire Realm of Consciousness exploded, instantly destroying the wind needles that almost touched the skin.

Funds for special effects are burning like crazy.

The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to him.

At this time, Cang Jingkong's voice sounded again: "The sense of touch...deprivation."

In the next moment, a strange and indescribable experience swept Lin Beichen's body.

Then he entered a state that he had never experienced before——

I can't feel the blowing of the wind, I can't feel the licking of the flame, I can't feel the friction of the clothes, I can't feel the gravity of the armor...

Even if he knew he was holding a sword in his hand, the skin of his palm could not convey the familiar feedback of the shape and texture of the hilt.

The warning signs of crisis surged wildly in his heart.

In the next moment, severe pain suddenly came from the chest, back, arms, thighs and other places.

This kind of pain is not the function of the tactile nerve.

It is the feedback of the nerves inside the muscles.

Dense wind needles pierced into his body.

"Ahhhhh..."

Lin Beichen screamed strangely: "You rebellious girl, you hurt me."

The wind needles were instantly removed by the power of the fire consciousness.

The master of the power of flames became violent, turning everything within ten meters around him into a fiery sea of ​​flames that continued to explode.

Everything within this range, except for the flames, was torn apart and exploded.

Fengzhen is no exception.

Threads of blood mist sprayed out from the surface of the skin.

That is the hole left by the wind needle.

Injured.

This is the first time Lin Beichen has been injured since he participated in the solo competition of God's Choice.

"Dad,

Fulfill your daughter, you are like a prey caught in a bear trap, the more you struggle, the weaker you are, the closer death is to you. "

Cang Jingkong's voice became sweet again, full of charm like a fox demon: "Hehe, do you still want me to call you Dad?"

"Scream."

Lin Beichen laughed and said, "Call me a few more times."

He collapsed his breath, contracted the range of flames, and slowly accumulated energy.

"Hee hee, then as you wish."

"Dad."

"Dad."

"Dad..."

"I barked so much, can you catch where I stand?"

The charming and incomparable voice, with the power of seductiveness, kept coming from all directions, and the sound entered the ears, constantly wearing down Lin Beichen's will.

"I haven't caught it yet...you can call it louder in a few days?"

Lin Beichen kept making noises.

A series of wind needles invisible to the naked eye continuously pierced Lin Beichen's body.

The blood mist sprayed wildly.

Lin Beichen's black clothes and armor instantly turned blood red.

Blood stained the bridge underfoot.

"I didn't expect that one day, I would be shot like this by a woman... Is this considered debt repayment?"

He stood there, motionless, as if he had lost the ability to resist.

"Daddy, Daddy...haven't you heard enough?"

Cang Jingkong's voice seemed to ring in his ears: "Go to hell, okay... hearing deprivation."

Leaving the hearing is to use the enchanting magic sound to completely corrode Jian Xiaoyao's will.

Even if he had the upper hand and trapped Jian Xiaoyao in the [Yaoyao Wuji Formation] from the very beginning, Cang Jingkong had to admit that this person was the most difficult enemy she had ever encountered.

Until now, she finally felt the arrival of the chance of victory.

Aural, olfactory, visual, unconscious, tactile...

Five sense deprivation, finally completed.

Next --

The hunt can be ended for good.

Outside the array.

Cang Jingkong let out a breath slowly, controlled the power of the formation, and slowly condensed a wind knife.

This is a wind knife that has never appeared before.

A half-meter-long wind knife that is as bright as silver and has a perfect streamlined arc composed of countless divine symbols flickering wildly.

Artifact [Wind Yin].

It broke through the air and slashed Lin Beichen's eyebrows.

The scene of the big devil being divided into two seems to have appeared.

"It's over...huh?"

Cang Jingkong, who was in control of the overall situation, suddenly let out an exclamation at the end.

Because at this moment, an unexpected change occurred in the formation.