Even the hundreds of gangsters squatting on the ground felt a tense atmosphere.
In fact, Tian Hong is currently riding a tiger but cannot get off. Although he has not personally experienced the lethality of guns and ammunition, he can see from the role of guns and ammunition in history that this kind of weapon is no joke.
Currently, Tian Hong is not sure whether the Shield of Kings in his hand can block bullets, so he has to take out the Soul-Calling Banner to help.
Although the Soul-Calling Banner is not an offensive weapon, it is still an ancient artifact, and it can still be used for great purposes if used properly. At least, the Yin Qi it emits greatly dampens Ma San's energy.
Of course, what Tian Hong resisted with all his strength was Ma San's mental power that was as pervasive as mercury.
It was only then that Tian Hong discovered that the young man in front of him was not weak as he imagined, but very powerful!
No, it is very powerful!
Tian Hong felt like he was standing in a stormy sea. The all-pervasive spiritual power was so powerful that he was extremely surprised. He never expected that in this modern world, there would be people with such powerful spiritual power.
I don’t know how terrible the mental power of the legendary old man was when he was alive.
It can reach up to heaven and down to the underworld to avoid ghosts and gods. It is conceivable that the spiritual power is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.
In fact, this is because Tian Hong underestimated Ma San. As a master of supernatural powers selected from thousands of people in China, Ma San naturally has a lot of skills. Otherwise, he would have died while performing various tasks.
The surging spiritual power is still gathering.
Gong Beier and a group of assistants were forced to retreat continuously, their faces changed color, and the gangsters who were close were forced away by strong mental power like gourds rolling on the ground, with fear on their faces.
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"Third brother, no!" Gong Beier said eagerly.
"If this kid doesn't teach him a lesson, he really doesn't know how high the sky is." Ma San, with a ferocious expression on his face, pushed towards Tian Hong step by step.
Crazy fighting spirit burned in the air.
Tian Hong stood like a mountain, staring at Ma San's eyes with a pair of cold eyes. He discovered that Ma San's mental power was concentrated through his eyes to attack. Because Ma San was staring at him, he took the brunt of it.
People around him just felt a strong sense of rejection, but they didn't have Tian Hong's sense of crisis at the forefront.
"Come!"
Tian Hong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. With a wave of his left hand, the invisible shield stood in front of him, and he actually strode towards Ma San.
Seeing Tian Hong come over despite his huge spiritual power, Ma San was shocked. He felt as if his power had nowhere to apply.
How did Ma San know that an invisible barrier had been erected in front of Tian Hong. The shield was streamlined and convex. If the mental power was compared to the endless river, then Tian Hong's shield was like a sailboat riding the wind and waves.
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However, Tian Hong was not relaxed either. He held a shield in one hand and walked forward. Although his body did not have to directly resist the blade-like mental power, he still withstood the huge impact...
The air is suffocating.
Some gangsters covered in blood seemed to have forgotten their injuries. They held their breaths and watched the two people approaching step by step. In their eyes, the two people's figures looked extremely tall, like two giant elephants.
Ready to fight.
This is a psychological illusion.
The pace of the two became more and more determined, and the ground seemed to be shaking.
"war!"
Astonishingly, the two of them shouted loudly in unison, and at the same time, their bodies collided with each other without any fancy...
"Peng!"
With an earth-shattering loud noise, both of them flew out and fell heavily to the ground. However, the two of them immediately got up and looked at each other with surprised expressions on their faces.
Ma San didn't expect Tian Hong's body to be so strong. It looked like he was striking with his body, but in fact he was using his mental power to wrap his whole body and attack. In fact, it was not his body that was attacked, but his mental power.
Tian Hong looked at Ma San, who looked surprised, with an inexplicable smile on his face.
He is already sure of victory. He doesn't use his own physical strength to attack at all. He only needs to point the Shield of Kings at Ma San and use the formation to restrain it. That huge shield is enough to withstand any frontal attack from Ma San, including bullets.
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"Come!"
Tian Hong laughed, strengthened his body again, and rushed towards Ma San.
"Peng!"
There was another loud noise, and the two of them were thrown back again and got up again.
In the eyes of everyone, this is the most primitive kind of fighting. It relies entirely on the strength of the body to collide, without any possibility of trickery. This reminds people of the fighting methods in some barbaric areas. Every collision gives people a feeling of heart.
A shaking feeling, blood flowing backwards.
Crash again and again, get up again and again.
The color on Ma San's face became more and more ugly, first turning into blood red, and then turning into pale color.
By the time we got to the back, almost everyone felt that Ma San was beyond his capabilities.
Tian Hong, on the other hand, is still full of energy, as if he has endless power, and his stern face is full of strong self-confidence.
"Pfft..."
Ma San spit out a mouthful of blood. With this collision, Ma San felt as if all the bones in his body were about to break. His mental power was getting weaker and weaker. The repulsive force of the Shield of Kings made every impact on him feel like being struck by lightning.
generally.
"Peng!"
After another impact, Ma San's face was covered with blood. He put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up. As a result, where his hands still had the strength, he fell to the ground with his mouth full of sand, and was extremely embarrassed.
"Third brother..." Gong Beier ran to Ma San's side.
"Don't touch me!"
Ma San's eyes were red, and he knelt down, got up, and walked toward Tian Hong tremblingly. The blood spilling from the corner of his mouth was shocking.
Inexplicably, the people around him felt a tragic aura.
Tian Hong looked blank and stared coldly at this stubborn young man. He had already made murderous intentions.
The cold breath became boiling, and strong murderous intent spread in the air. Almost a fool knew that Tian Hong had murderous intent...
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"Third brother!" Suddenly, a cold voice broke the suffocating space.
Everyone turned around and saw a woman with a stern expression walking over. This woman looked extremely strange because her head was completely white and she was actually bald. Behind her, large numbers of heavily armed police officers arrived.
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"Xiao Liu..." Ma San turned around with difficulty.
"Huh, take it down!" The bald woman snorted coldly and glanced at the assistants. As if they had seen ghosts, the assistants rushed to Ma San's side, regardless of whether Ma San wanted to or not.
If he is willing, he lifts it up and runs away.
"Miss Gong, can you not cause trouble?" The bald woman looked at Gong Beier eagerly.
"Who asked you to come?!" Gong Beier said angrily.
"What's wrong? You don't welcome me? If I don't come, you have to collect the body of third brother." Gong Beier walked up to Gong Beier, put her arms around Gong Beier's shoulders and said affectionately.
"We don't need you to worry about it!"
A look of disgust appeared on Gong Beier's face, she paused her feet, threw away the bald woman's arm, and chased Ma San and the others.
"Hey!" Looking at Gong Beier's infinitely beautiful back, the bald woman showed an evil smile on her lips. She turned around and her eyes fell on Tian Hong. The evil smile immediately turned into a look of disgust: "Follow me.