Wang Jin slashed out with a backhand sword. Above this sword, a soaring sword intent burst out. This sword, which was originally light and weak, suddenly burst out with astonishing sharpness under the blessing of the sword intent, and hit it hard.
On top of the giant snake composed of countless flying knives.
The huge repulsive force, accompanied by a crisp roar, was instantly heard. Even Wang Jin was hit by the giant snake composed of hundreds of flying knives, and his body was shaken violently. He could not hold the hanging sun in his hand.
Stop, let go, and your body and Xuan Ri flew out together, falling to the ground beside you.
"This kid's martial arts will is really frighteningly powerful... He actually has such a powerful force..."
Although Wang Jin's body was thrown away, the grim-faced figure manipulating the flying knife in the distance was still a little surprised.
Although the snake shape of the Thousand Rentian Net is not as powerful as the fish shape, it is still a real master-level killing move. Even a master-level warrior will be injured if he takes this attack forcefully.
Now that Wang Jin didn't have any Gang Qi to use, he actually attached himself to the sword with his martial arts will and took the sword.
This almost means that Wang Jin's martial arts will perception has even reached a level comparable to his spiritual power, which is quite terrifying.
"But... no matter what... it's time to end..."
After a brief shock, the grimace figure slowly opened its arms.
The coat on his body fluttered on its own, and dozens of flying knives slowly slid out from the inside of his coat, suspended in mid-air.
He had been tested enough, and this boy indeed gave him a big surprise.
However, these things alone are not enough.
If this kid doesn't have other hidden strengths, then...
He will not kill this kid, but he will break all his hands and feet and take him back to the organization.
There must be a secret about this kid. Even if he doesn't tell it, when he returns to the organization, the organization will naturally use various means to make him tell it.
Even if this guy is very hard-boned and doesn't open his mouth despite all kinds of methods, there is still a better way in the organization.
That is to ask an eighth-level mentalist to use mental power to forcibly search this boy's memory.
However, that kind of pain far exceeds any physical torture.
After being forcibly searched for memories by a mentalist using mental power, even if you can survive, you will become a complete madman.
"Now...you'd better lie down obediently!"
The dozens of flying knives quickly merged with the countless flying knives in the sky, and the countless flying knives quickly reorganized. In an instant, the countless blades had formed a shape like a five-clawed dragon. The dragon, which was completely composed of blades, actually
There was a faint charm, and an inexplicable sense of pressure quickly spread.
"Qianrentianwang...dragon shape!"
The grim-faced figure raised his hand and pointed. Suddenly, the five-clawed divine dragon composed of countless blades suddenly tore through the air with a terrifying air explosion. Although the speed was not as fast as the previous snake shape, but simply looking at the air explosion,
Sound, the terrifying power of this dragon shape is even several times more powerful than the previous fish shape!
A terrifying sonic boom exploded in the air, and the countless flying knives seemed to have turned into a divine dragon, baring its teeth and claws, and slammed into Wang Jin who fell on the ground!
"I control my strength very well. I only used one-third of the strength of the dragon form. This strength is enough to hurt this kid until he is unconscious, but it will not kill him..." The grim-faced figure thought to himself
Said: "Bring this kid back alive later and torture out the secrets of this kid. Maybe it will be a great achievement for me... huh?"
Suddenly, the expression behind the mask of the ghostly figure changed.
The dragon shape that was transformed into countless flying knives that were madly attacking Wang Jin seemed to be organized by some invisible force at this moment, and it stopped in mid-air. Hundreds of flying knives
The knife seemed to be trembling, as if it was wrestling with some invisible force.
Wang Jin, who was still lying on the ground, had slowly stood up at this moment. His face was cold, and he opened one hand and pointed it at the dragon-shaped flying knife that was about to swoop down from the sky. There was nothing in his hand.
An object, but the flying knife in the sky took the form of a dragon, but it seemed to be held down by an invisible big hand, trembling constantly, and it didn't move at all!
"This is……"
Seeing this scene, the grim-faced figure was not surprised at all, but was slightly excited.
"Psychic power! A great achievement! A great achievement!"
For a moment, this grim-faced figure was extremely excited.ωωw..net
This young man...actually has spiritual power!
Such a powerful mental power can actually block his own Qianren Sky Net. Even if it is not level seven, it is not far behind!
Such a strong martial arts will, and such a strong mental power!
Once this news is passed back to the organization, it will definitely be a great achievement!
"Should we capture this kid alive now, or should we send the news back first and wait for orders from the organization?"
When such thoughts flashed through the mind of this grim-faced figure, he suddenly felt his head sinking.
As if he had been hit by an invisible sledgehammer, his originally concentrated mental power had an impulse to collapse, and his vision became blurry for a moment.
Wow!
The moment he was in a trance, the dragon shape composed of hundreds of flying knives in the mid-air lost the control of his mental power and seemed to be about to fall apart.
"This is?!"
The trance in his mind only appeared for a moment. The ghostly figure suddenly regained his clarity, and his eyes were no longer filled with excitement, but a look of deep horror.
"This is not mental power! This is another kind of power!"
As a seventh-level spiritual master, he was extremely familiar with spiritual power. At that moment, he was sure that this was definitely not spiritual power!
Mental power cannot break through his mental defense silently and cause him to lose consciousness for a moment!
"There is a secret in this kid! A huge secret! No more hesitation, capture this kid alive! Bring him back to the organization!"
"This is the credit of Po Tian! With such credit, it is enough to ask the leader to help me forcibly upgrade to level eight!"
The grim-faced figure was roaring in his heart, but the excitement in his heart had just subsided when he saw the figure flash in his sight, and a red sword light came down from his head.
"die!"
The red sword light tore through the air, accompanied by a loud roar. Taking advantage of the moment when the grim-faced figure was stunned by the power of his own consciousness, Wang Jin suddenly attacked, taking advantage of this opportunity to get close and kill the grim-faced figure completely!
"Young boy, you want to kill me too!"
The grim-faced figure roared wildly, and suddenly the windbreaker behind him rolled up, and countless flying knives shot back from behind. As the windbreaker rolled, it seemed to turn into a tornado of blades, and it rolled towards Wang Jin crazily.
Dang Dang Dang!
The sound of metal collision continued one after another, and the red sword blade in Wang Jin's hand continued to tremble under the impact of the blade tornado. However, his hands were still firmly grasping Xuanri without relaxing at all.
There were two imperceptible green spots in his eyes. At this moment, the green was gradually becoming richer, changing towards a dark green or even ink color.
"A mere brat, even though I don't know what secrets you have, you still want to kill me, a seventh-level spiritual master?"
The windbreaker on the grim-faced figure has fallen off his body, and it is rolling in the air on its own as if it has some kind of life. There are a large number of blades surrounding it, constantly colliding with Wang Jin. From a distance, it looks like
It was a spirited windbreaker, fighting Wang Jin with countless blades.
Obviously, this windbreaker is not a simple item, it seems to be made of some special material.
The grim-faced figure stepped on the flying knife and quickly retreated, revealing a layer of close-fitting silver inner armor on his body, and spoke in a cold voice.
"Let you know how terrifying a seventh-level spiritual master is..." He slowly raised his finger and pointed in front of him.
call!
Suddenly, countless flying knives suddenly burst out with terrifying power, and even forced Wang Jin to retreat in an instant. At the same time, the hundreds of flying knives surrounded each other in an instant, turning into the skeleton of a strange and huge alien beast in mid-air.
The windbreaker rolled up with a roar, covering the hundreds of flying knives, as if adding a layer of skin to the skeleton.
At this moment, it seemed like a real strange beast was born in the air under the control of this grim-faced figure!
"The final form of Qianrentianwang... Disha..."
The huge alien beast seemed to come to life for an instant, and a terrifying coercion emanated from the alien beast made of blades, which actually gave people a chilling feeling.
"Die..."
The ghostly figure's voice sounded like he was in control of everything, but just as the voice fell, his pupils suddenly widened.
"You said... you want me to die?"
A calm voice sounded in his mind.
Yes, it didn't ring in his ears, but in his mind!
"You...you..."
The grim-faced figure looked at the cold-faced young man a hundred meters away with an expression of disbelief.
He could clearly feel that his originally ethereal mental power should not have any shape according to the common sense of spiritual masters.
At this moment, it was curled up into a ball, wrapped in an extremely vast force, as if it was forcibly held by a big hand.
An extremely strong death threat emerged from the bottom of his heart.
He could feel that that powerful force could completely crush all his mental power!
"Spiritual power...the power of divine consciousness...seems to be different, but what is the actual difference?"
These were the last words the grim-faced figure heard.
His eyes widened and he wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could say anything, he saw the young man slowly clenching his fist a few hundred meters away.
Snap!
It's like a balloon bursting.
The grim-faced figure fell to the ground stiffly, not breathing.