With such a method, even this genuine eighth-level spiritual master had a look of curiosity on his face at this moment.
He could clearly feel that his mental power seemed to have lost contact with himself at this moment, and fell into an unknown space. The distance was distorted. It was obviously only close at hand, but it was filled with
The mental power with the strong aura of death could not touch that boy at all!
"No wonder the president wants us to capture you alive. It seems that you really have some unusual secrets..."
The look of surprise on the face of the eighth-level spiritual master just flashed across his face. He immediately returned to normal, chuckled, and looked at the sword light in front of him. Without dodging, he raised his hand and grabbed it.
It seemed weak, but with this grasp, a large amount of ink spread from his palm, instantly surrounding the sword light.
"How dare a little guy with such weak energy and blood dare to treat me... huh?"
The man in the windbreaker felt the weakness of the red sword light under the control of his mental power, and smiled disdainfully. However, before the laughter could completely subside, his expression suddenly changed, and as he raised his hand, a large
The dark mental force is shot out.
boom!
The crimson sword blade that was originally wrapped in the dark mental power suddenly erupted with a terrifying and boundless aura at this moment. The sword seemed to come to life in an instant, and the sword roared, like a dragon's roar, fiercely.
The dark mental force tore apart, but it failed to land on the mental master. Instead, it was shaken away by the countless mental powers he fired with his hand, and Wang Jin also retreated.
Before Wang Jin could stop, an extremely intense chill suddenly rose up from behind him. Before he could think about it, he slashed backwards with the hanging sun in his hand.
roar!
Almost at the same time as he slashed his sword backwards, the dark void behind him squirmed, and a large black mouth opened. A strong aura of death filled the air from behind, biting towards Wang Jin.
Clang Clang Clang!
This sword was a blow that Wang Jin had condensed at the peak of his energy and spirit. When it was slashed out, it was obviously just a sword, but there were continuous clanging sounds, and there seemed to be something mature in the red sword light.
Thousands of sharp swords clanked at the same time, like thousands of dragons roaring in unison, suddenly slashing towards the big black mouth behind them.
Silently, this sword that condensed Wang Jin's peak energy was swallowed up silently by the big black mouth, without making a single collision sound, like a mud cow entering the sea, not even able to splash a trace of waves, and the big black mouth seemed to
As if there was no obstacle, it hit Wang Jin's body hard and bit down suddenly.
puff!
Wang Jin tried his best to resist, but under this blow, he still flew backwards uncontrollably, with a large mouthful of blood spurting out from his mouth, and his whole body almost felt like it was about to fall apart.
"Damn...the power gap is too big..."
Wang Jin held himself up with difficulty, feeling as if his internal organs were tumbling.
His sword, which almost contained all his power, was swallowed up by the spiritual master in such an ancient and unrippled way, and was unable to cause any harm to the opponent.
And with just one casual blow, the Tai Sui Hui spiritual master not only easily received Wang Jin's blow, but even directly knocked Wang Jin away. Such power was already a complete crushing force!
"You dare to show your claws to me with such weak energy and blood?"
The man in the trench coat slowly descended from the sky. He chuckled and looked at Wang Jin, who was barely standing up, as if he were looking at a drowned dog. When he slowly raised his hand, Wang Jin suddenly felt that his
Breathing became extremely difficult for an instant. The void in this space seemed to turn into an invisible big hand at this moment, tightly grasping Wang Jin in the center, and all the bones in his body made an overwhelming squeezing sound in an instant.
, as if it would be completely broken in the next moment.
Wang Jin's face instantly turned sickly pale, and his breathing was extremely difficult. He made a difficult whooshing sound in his throat and could no longer breathe in air.
"Kid, hold on!"
Jiang Feng on the other side also noticed Wang Jin's difficult situation at this moment. When he roared, he tried hard to drive away the monster covered in smelly mucus.
But now he has lost the combat effectiveness of the commander level. Now he can barely maintain the combat effectiveness of the grandmaster level. Being able to remain undefeated under the monster's attack is already the limit, let alone defeat the monster.
“You can’t protect yourself, but you still care about others?”
The man in the trench coat chuckled. From the beginning to the end, he looked calm and indifferent, as if he didn't try his best at all.
In fact, this was indeed the case. From the beginning to the end, he was playing with Wang Jin like a cat chasing a mouse. In addition, due to the pressure from the repressor, he never dared to use too much power.
Even the other more powerful monsters he cultivated in this domain, he did not dare to release them all.
But even so, even if he can only use a small part of his power to deal with Wang Jin and Jiang Feng, it is already easy.
"Next, you'd better give up your struggle and follow me to see the president..."
He slowly walked up to Wang Jin, who was almost unable to even struggle. He raised his hand and pressed Wang Jin's forehead. Black energy surged in his palm, as if it was some kind of parasite that was trying to penetrate.
In Wang Jin’s head.
"After I control your consciousness and get the way you seemed to be able to distort distance just now, it won't be too late to hand you over to the president..."
There was a smile on his face as if he was determined to win, as if everything was already under control.
However, just as the smile appeared on his face, he saw Wang Jin, who looked extremely weak just a second ago, without even the slightest ability to struggle. Suddenly, those eyes suddenly became deep and vast, as if they had
The vast ocean is roaring!
not good!
Almost as soon as such a strong warning sign appeared in the mind of the man in the trench coat, he suddenly felt that his brain suddenly sank, as if he was hit hard by an invisible sledgehammer in the back of the head.
A person's mental power actually weakened a bit in an instant!
How is this possible?!
The moment his mental power was lost, his mind was filled with endless shocks.
What kind of power is that? It can actually break through the protection of eight levels of mental power all over my body? Even silently, causing my mental power to slacken for a moment?
You must know that he is a genuine eighth-level spiritual master. Even among the eighth-level spiritual masters, he is by no means mediocre. Even if an ordinary eighth-level spiritual master comes and confronts him head-on, he may not be able to defeat him.
There is such a laxity in mental power.
And the kid in front of him... was clearly not a spiritual master, and even his energy and blood were extremely weak according to his perception.
How on earth did he do it, to be able to let his mental power wander for a moment?
What kind of power was that just now? Why did it give me an indescribable sense of vastness? Even my own mental power did not have time to prepare for it?
Questions appeared in the mind of the man in the trench coat, but even though he was shocked, as a genuine eighth-level spiritual master, he quickly reacted and in a very short period of time, tried to gather his somewhat broken spirit.
Thought power.
However, he had just come back to his senses, and there was already a sharp red sword light coming towards him!
"Give me all your strength!"
Wang Jin's eyes were cold. Although his face was pale, there was a burning fighting spirit in his eyes like a flame.
The thing that instantly defeated the man in the windbreaker's mental power was none other than his own spiritual power.
Now in the dream world, although he has not yet entered the realm of PoWu, but regardless of the differences in Tao principles, he is actually the same as a real PoWan monk.
The power of divine consciousness has naturally made great progress.
The vastness of his spiritual consciousness now is far greater than that of a month ago, but even so, if it were a head-on confrontation, with the power of his spiritual consciousness, he might still be no match for the man in the trench coat.
From the beginning of the fight, Wang Jin always retained his biggest trump card against spiritual masters, and only used sword skills to attack, showing the enemy's weakness and making the man in the trench coat relax his vigilance.
As expected, the man in the trench coat was careless, mistakenly thinking that Wang Jin had no power to fight back. Under his carelessness, he put down all his guard and tried to control Wang Jin's consciousness, but Wang Jin seized the opportunity and defeated his mental power in one fell swoop.
Line of defense!
At this moment, Wang Jin had the perfect time to take action. The man in the trench coat had his mental power defeated for a moment and had not yet fully recovered. Wang Jin took action at this time, just when the man's old strength had been exhausted and new strength had not yet been regenerated!
This sword is bound to be won!
"A boy as cunning as a thief!"
However, as an eighth-level spiritual master, even if the man in the windbreaker was successfully attacked by Wang Jin, he could not be subdued so easily.
He roared, and black air like black clouds suddenly steamed out from his temples, as if covered by Mount Tai, and suddenly hit Wang Jin's sword.
when!
As if gold and iron collided, Wang Jin flew backwards again and fell to the ground. His chest was slightly dented and his sternum was broken.
However, although there was a look of pain on his face, it was more of a sneer.
From the beginning to the end, he never had such an unrealistic thought of killing the man in the trench coat.
From the beginning to the end, his purpose in fighting was to delay time and create enough noise to attract the arrival of the repressive envoys patrolling the area.
It is impossible to attract the Suppressor in an ordinary battle. The Suppressor is such a big shot and has many things to do every day. Only a battle fluctuation of level eight or above can attract the Suppressor's attention.
However, at that moment, in order to block Wang Jin's attack, the eighth-level aura that the man in the trench coat had tried to suppress finally leaked out uncontrollably!