From luring Yang Letong away with bait, to possessing Zhao Kun, knocking out Qi Xiaoyu, rushing Yang Letong away, punching through the floor, and killing the remaining three members of the 007 team, his actions were like flowing water without any stagnation.
It was as if this scene had been rehearsed in his mind countless times.
The red-eyed Zhao Kun stood aside, looked up at the smoke and dust in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"It seems that you can't catch me."
In the smoke and dust, Han Qing walked out with a gloomy face. Purple red lines flowed on the surface of his skin, exuding a terrifying aura, as if he was going to burn the building together with the [Secret Peeper] in front of him.
"'Infinite' versus 'Infinite', why do you think you can win?" Han Qing said coldly.
Red-eyed Zhao Kun chuckled, stretched out his hand, and pointed at his chest.
"Do you want him to die?"
Han Qing's eyes narrowed.
"Are you threatening me?"
"Yes, I am threatening you." He raised the brim of his hat slightly and narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly, "I have seen that your knife was not stained with his blood in the end...
And this place will not be burned by your purple fire.
So, my threat worked."
"Put away your flames. When I leave here, I will let him go." He straightened his hat and said calmly.
Han Qing's hand holding the knife was clenched so tightly that her joints were turning white. Her eyes were fixed on the red-eyed Zhao Kun, with blazing anger in her eyes.
After a long time, she slowly released the handle of the knife.
The purple fire filled with the aura of destruction gradually extinguished.
"Next time, you will definitely die."
"Haha, I hope there will be a next time."
Red-eyed Zhao Kun smiled, walked to the window unhurriedly, and was about to jump down.
At this moment, a white figure suddenly penetrated the wall and flashed directly into his body from the roof.
Her speed was too fast and she didn't make any sound. Even Han Qing, who had been staring at the red-eyed Zhao Kun, didn't see clearly what it was.
After being hit by the white shadow, the red-eyed Zhao Kun's body trembled, and he suddenly turned his head and ran towards the window in the other direction quickly!
"How is this possible?" As he ran, the red-eyed black shadow attached to his body said in shock, "What is this? Why can it bypass my mental power and directly control this body? Why didn't I foresee you?
Appearance?"
Whoosh——!
He ran to the window, stepped hard on the window eaves with both feet, and jumped out!
Then, a fat man with golden sword light came galloping from a distance, accurately caught the red-eyed Zhao Kun in mid-air, and lifted him into the air.
"Sister Jiang'er, well done!"
He smiled, stepped on the golden sword light, pierced the air in an instant, and dived towards another construction area on the opposite street.
Han Qing quickly ran to the window and looked at the figure speeding away, with a flash of worry and a little expectation in her eyes.
After a long time, she let out a long sigh.
"I hope you can do it..."
…
Baili Pangpang flew [Yaoguang] over the flat construction area, and red-eyed Zhao Kun jumped down from the sword light.
boom--!!!
Thick tree trunks burst out from the ground and soared into the sky like giant pillars. Dense branches spread out from the trunks and intertwined in the air, forming a solid and huge wooden cage.
Ancient tree demon!
Red-eyed Zhao Kun landed in the center of this huge cage, and the ghost Jiang Er automatically popped out of his body. Red-eyed Zhao Kun regained control of his body, but at this moment the entire cage was completely sealed, and there was no possibility of getting out.
He raised his head, lifted the brim of his hat with his hand, scanned the surroundings with his red eyes, and frowned tightly.
He...can't see anything.
His [Peeping Eye] can only peer into the past, present, and future of inanimate objects, and the wooden cage that imprisons him is itself a part of the ancient tree demon and does not belong to the dead.
category of things.
Within his field of vision, there was no object at all that could allow him to deduce the future.
This is not his home court.
"So you were waiting for me here..." Red-eyed Zhao Kun murmured to himself, then shook his head, "Unfortunately, a bunch of wood can't trap me."
With a slight lift of his fingertips, the fire hydrants around the road burst open at the same time, and high-pressure water rose into the sky like a long, snow-white dragon, converging towards this place from all directions.
"freeze."
On the ground, a young man carrying a black coffin and wearing a Tang Monk mask spoke calmly.
The extremely cold frost erupted with him as the center, and the ground under his feet erupted with a large number of ice vines, piercing into the high-pressure water rising into the sky, freezing them all at an astonishing speed, turning into a statue exuding frost.
of icicles.
The red eyes between Zhao Kun's brows flickered. The moment he saw the water flow, he predicted that the water flow would be frozen. He stretched out his hand to hold the fire hydrant that was still freezing, and fired several high-pressure water blades.
He came out and slashed straight towards the wooden cage around him.
This living cage made him feel like he was blinded. The top priority was to get out of this wooden cage and return to the normal battlefield.
However, those high-pressure water blades struck the wooden cage and made a sound of gold and iron.
clang--!!
After a jaw-dropping collision, the high-pressure water blades exploded into pieces, unable to cut off the wooden cage at all.
Red-eyed Zhao Kun suddenly froze on the spot.
What kind of material is this wood?
No, no, this is not a problem with the wood...
This is……
As if he thought of something, he raised his head and looked towards the top of the cage.
On top of the cage, a girl wearing a dark blue Han robe was sitting there. Her silky black hair fell naturally around her waist. The red child's mask on her face seemed to be smiling. Her palms
It is gently attached to the surface of the wooden cage, emitting a faint shimmer.
【immortal】.
The moment he saw this figure, red-eyed Zhao Kun's eyes suddenly shrank.
"You can't escape today."
A voice came from inside the cage.
Red-eyed Zhao Kun turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a figure wearing a Sun Wukong mask standing in the center of the wooden cage at some point.
His whole body was shrouded in darkness, his hands were empty, he did not carry any weapons, and his aura was deep and strange.
The red-eyed Zhao Kun stared at the Sun Wukong mask for a long time, the red eyes between his brows flickering, as if watching a movie, he intercepted the past fragments of the mask, so as to get a glimpse of the young man's face behind the mask.
"It turns out it's you." The red-eyed Zhao Kun saw through Lin Qiye's appearance and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.