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Chapter 464: Seventh Level Mentalist

The little boy seemed to be very interested in Wang Jin, who carried a sword with him. He kept asking questions about Wang Jin along the way, and even asked if Wang Jin was the kind of knight who traveled around and punished crimes.

The world of children is always full of all kinds of strange imaginations. When this question was asked, not to mention Wang Jin holding his forehead, even the mother couldn't help laughing.

After several hours of traveling, the train finally arrived at its destination.

"Brother, can you leave me your contact information?"

When we got off the bus, the child asked hopefully.

It was obvious that he was full of fantasies about Wang Jin. Even though Wang Jin had denied it personally, he still felt from the bottom of his heart that Wang Jin was a great chivalrous man, but he was just unwilling to admit his identity.

"Okay." Wang Jin agreed casually, but the little boy happily asked for a mobile phone from his mother, as if he had picked up some treasure, and asked for Wang Jin's contact information.

"Goodbye, big brother!" With the same contact information, the little boy waved to Wang Jin with satisfaction and followed his mother towards the distant exit.

Looking at the retreating figures of mother and son, Wang Jin slowly exhaled, and his face that was originally smiling suddenly became a little cold.

His eyes swept out into the clear crowd of people getting on and off the bus in the distance, but there were a few unsociable figures standing in the crowd, motionless, and seemed particularly abrupt.

The sights of those figures were all directed towards Wang Jin without any exception, without even any cover-up, and they were extremely arrogant.

Wang Jin didn't have too many surprises. Just when he was on the train, he noticed that from time to time, on the seats around him, there were eyes with scrutiny falling on him.

Therefore, Wang Jin was not surprised at all when he saw these people's eyes that barely concealed their hostility.

"Where did the mouse come from? A member of the Tai Sui Society?"

Thoughts quickly flashed through Wang Jin's mind. Although he had offended many people, most of them were not serious enough to kill him.

Thinking about it carefully, with such an arrogant attitude, in this densely populated station area, it seems that only the Tai Sui Society, an organization wanted by the world, dares to be so arrogant.

"What are the people from the Tai Sui Society looking for me for? Is it because I killed their Tai Sui, so they want to come to me for revenge?"

Wang Jin's face remained calm, but speculations flashed through his mind.

At this time, if it were anyone else, they would probably report the crime immediately.

But Wang Jin understands that the strength of the Etai Sui Society is that it can still survive after being wanted by the whole world for so many years. Since he dares to appear here so arrogantly at this moment, he is obviously well prepared and is not afraid of Wang Jin reporting the case.

With Wang Jin's ears, he could also vaguely hear the confused voices of passers-by around him.

"Strange, why is there no signal?"

"Damn Pingguo cell phone, the signal is really bad!"



"Since we are surrounded here, why don't you take action? Do you think there are too many people here?"

Wang Jin just stood there, looking at those figures.

However, the strange thing is that those figures just stared at Wang Jin from a distance without any intention of taking action.

Wang Jin felt a little strange. Since these people were members of the Tai Sui Society, they should all be desperadoes. What were they waiting for?

Are you still afraid of hurting innocent people?

Woo!

The train behind me made a heavy sound and began to move slowly.

"Young man, do you want to get on the train or get off? The train is about to leave. If you don't want to get on the train, hurry up and get out of the station."

The station staff in the distance also noticed this. A staff member with a yellow armband on his shoulder walked towards Wang Jin and said to Wang Jin.

"I want to see when you will take action..." Wang Jin nodded towards the station staff, then stepped forward and strode towards the exit.

As soon as he moved, the figures also moved.

Those few people still kept the same distance from each other, followed Wang Jin, and moved forward in the direction Wang Jin was walking.

The whining sound behind him became heavier and heavier. The train completed its acceleration, and the long body of the car moved quickly towards the distance with the vibration of the ground.

Wang Jin's expression remained unchanged as he strode across the stairs and quickly entered the hall.

A large number of passengers were still waiting for ticket verification at the entrance and exit gates, and Wang Jin also stood at the back of the queue, waiting quietly.

The strange thing is that those few people were also standing behind, keeping the distance just now, waiting quietly. It seemed that they were just here to monitor Wang Jin and had no intention of taking action at all.

"Is there anyone else who wants to attack me? I want to see what kind of people your Tai Sui Society can use to deal with me..."

Wang Jin wasn't worried at all.

Daxia is different from Bald Eagle Country.

Daxia has very strict internal control, which results in a very safe domestic environment.

If he were in the Bald Eagle Kingdom, Wang Jin wouldn't even doubt that Tai Sui would have the capital to dispatch a grand master.

But this was in Daxia, and with the strictness of control in Daxia, Wang Jin speculated that it would be incredible for Tai Sui to be able to dispatch a grandmaster.

Moreover, some of the Tai Sui Society's forces in Daxia were wiped out just a few days ago. Even if the Tai Sui Society still remains in the country, it will not be too strong.

Therefore, Wang Jin didn't have any worries at all.

"Um?"

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly and he looked up at a figure who was walking slowly among the crowd.

The figure was wearing a black coat, walking in the completely opposite direction to the crowd. Although he was walking slowly, every step seemed to be carrying wind. As he walked straight towards Wang Jin, he slowly opened his arms, like

It is a big bird that gradually spreads its wings.

The figure had a ghostly mask on its face, which looked quite strange. However, the crowd around it seemed to be completely unaware of the strange figure and had no reaction at all.

In Wang Jin's suddenly narrowed sight, a layer of rich black spread from the back of the figure like ink, quickly submerging the entire hall.



"Huh? It's the eldest brother."

In the distance, among the crowd about to leave the gate, the little boy was held in his mother's arms, with his head resting on his mother's shoulder. Looking back, he happened to see Wang Jin standing behind the team with his eyes closed and waiting.

"Okay, goodbye big brother, we are leaving the station immediately. We will take you to find your uncle. Your uncle is a fourth-level warrior and has just retired from the military..." The mother holding the little boy patted her gently.

Touch the little boy's back.

"Hmph, I think big brother also..."

The little boy still wanted to refute his mother, but his eyes suddenly widened.

The big brother who was standing behind the team just now suddenly disappeared without knowing when!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. The big brother who was standing there a second ago disappeared in an instant!

"Big brother is definitely not a mortal!"

The little boy suddenly became more sure of his guess!



"Psychic Master?!"

The black sky was like some kind of living thing, spreading rapidly up and down the entire hall. In an instant, the crowds and machines in front of the station's entrance and exit gates all disappeared, and even the surrounding sounds disappeared.

In the entire black world, only Wang Jin and the figure with the grimace were left.

Wang Jin's face looked a little solemn.

This is a "domain", a special space that only spiritual masters of at least level seven or above can construct with their spiritual power.

He had been prepared, maybe the person coming this time would be a grandmaster level warrior.

But he never expected that the person coming would be a seventh-level spiritual master.

The terrifying level of a seventh-level spiritual master cannot be compared to that of a master-level warrior.

In the dark world, the grim-faced figure stopped, and the eyes behind the mask stared at Wang Jin.

"Wang Jin from Wuhan University, the First Army of Great Xia?"

The voice is low and hoarse.

Wang Jin did not speak, but slowly drew out the Xuan Ri, the red sword blade, which was extremely eye-catching in this dark world.

"It seems right..."

The ghostly figure watched Wang Jin's actions quietly: "Then, use all your strength..."

The moment he finished speaking, the coat on his body suddenly moved on its own without any wind. As it swung and swung, several silver-white flying knives shot towards Wang Jin like locusts, swishing and swooshing like lightning.

Ding ding ding!

Wang Jin's body was like a ghost. In a few steps, he dodged most of the flying knives. At the same time, while the sun was spinning in his hand, the blade of the sword collided with several flying knives, drawing out eye-catching sparks.

call!

While sparks were still bursting into the air, Wang Jin appeared in front of the grim-faced figure like a ghost. He flashed the sun in his hand and chopped off the figure's head!

"The strength is good, and the movement skills are also very strange...but...this is not enough!"

The voice of the grim-faced figure was still steady and powerful. At the moment when the red sword blade slashed down, he slowly raised his hand.

Buzz!

There seemed to be invisible power spreading instantly in the void. Wang Jin felt that his sword seemed to be cutting on an invisible soft net, and he was unable to cut it down. ωωw..net

"Your power...huh?!"

The grim-faced figure opened his palms. There was obviously nothing in his palms, but he seemed to be holding a five-star shield. He wanted to say something, but his voice suddenly changed.

He suddenly felt that the sword he had resisted with his mental power suddenly burst out with terrifying sharpness.

cut!

cut!

cut!

A terrifying sharpness that seemed to cut off everything erupted, causing the grimace and figure's voice to change.

"What a strong martial arts will!"

The figure with a grimace made a horrified sound. The moment the sound fell, the flying knives that had been shot out seemed to be pulled by invisible threads and shot back crazily towards Wang Jin's back!

brush!

Just when countless flying knives were about to fall on Wang Jin, the grim-faced figure suddenly felt a light touch on his hand, and the sharpness suddenly retreated, and Wang Jin's figure also turned into an afterimage in an instant, shuttling back and forth.

In the large net formed by countless flying knives.

Dang Dang Dang!

He was like a swimming fish, swimming among countless flying knives. The red light flashed one after another, shaking away the flying knives.


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