Gu Jianyang suddenly stretched out his hand and used his psychic power to create a small dagger. It plunged hard into Gumandu's tongue, circled it several times quickly, and then got stuck. He pulled harder!
Before the stupid head-down master could react, he was pulled less than one meter away in front of him.
"Zhao Feng! Gun Fist Boom!"
Gu Jianyang's voice was cold and stern, and he raised his right fist high. It was covered with a layer of powerful power, and it seemed that the whole thing seemed to have grown bigger. Then he leaned forward, got close to Gu Mandu, and punched
his head.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the other party didn't even have time to yell or curse. His head was immediately shattered!
Click!
The whole thing shattered, with red and white splattering everywhere. Sure enough, he died on the spot! And because of the psychic power poured into it, even the soul was destroyed along with the physical body...
thump!
The short, headless corpse immediately fell to the ground.
"How is that possible?! Damn it..."
Timon, who was still flying in the air and had just adjusted his condition, saw this scene. He was simply stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.
But the facts are in front of you, and you have to believe them even if you don’t believe them.
"I don't believe you, a little brat, can be so powerful. You must have reached the end of your strength. I will kill you! Hundreds of people were slaughtered and possessed."
Timon shouted loudly in the air.
The vulture spirit that was originally in a state of fusion with him shrank instantly, returned to a ball of light, and flew out of the body. Another ball of blood-red light was swallowed into the mouth.
What a strong murderous aura! How many people did this spirit have to kill before it had such an aura? It was clearly a terrifying evil spirit!
Gu Jianyang couldn't help but frown.
As a psychic, I am very sensitive to the breath of spiritual bodies.
The so-called "Hundred-Man Massacre" that Ding Man replaced now was probably really a murderous demon during his lifetime!
If this kind of spirit is encountered by a righteous psychic, it will definitely be destroyed. Only evil psychics, or some evil spirits, and demon monks will treat it as a treasure.
Bang!
Timon fell from the sky.
His whole body exuded murderous aura, and his entire body was covered with a layer of strange blood. His body seemed to have swelled a lot. It looked abnormal. His face was covered with veins, and his mouth was slightly open, with saliva flowing...
"Kill, kill, kill!"
He shouted indistinctly. One hand held the bronze mirror of the psychic weapon, and the other hand pulled the iron shelf next to the wooden box where the wooden box was originally stored. He kneaded it like noodles and twisted them together to form a noodle.
A big iron rod was swung at Gu Jianyang.
"Huh? Why didn't I think of using these iron railings to make a simple spear?"
A glint flashed in Gu Jianyang's eyes.
Of course, the mana spear condensed by psychic techniques is not as durable and resistant to wear and tear as a real metal spear.
He immediately dodged the opponent's attack, stretched out his hand and pulled off the iron bars next to him, and kneaded them together to make a metal spear!
Then he waved it around, making a whirring sound, and the tiger was full of power. He fought hard with Timon.
Suddenly, the entire warehouse was filled with the continuous sound of weapons clashing. It was like a violent storm. There were even sparks flying, full of gorgeous and shocking visual effects.
Gu Jianyang is indeed very talented!
He grew up rapidly in the battle. Even though from the beginning of the fight until now, more than half of his physical strength has been consumed. However, he wielded the spear in his hand more skillfully, and his attack angle became more cunning and fierce.
But that bronze mirror is really troublesome.
It can actually shoot out streaks of earthy yellow light. Once it is contaminated, the body's speed will slow down.
He was shot twice and almost suffered a big loss!
Even if he managed to escape in the end, he was still injured and had two long scars on his body...
finally!
The two of them fought from one end of the warehouse to the other. When Gu Jianyang could no longer maintain the "psychic combined state" with Zhao Feng and was about to lose most of his power, he finally found a flaw in Ding Man's!
“Success or failure depends on this!”
Gu Jianyang's pupils suddenly shrank.
Pay full attention.
It seemed that all the sounds around him disappeared and the scene became still. Only Timon was left in front of him - he aimed at his heart and then threw the metal spear in his hand.
Whoosh!
Pfft.
The spear made of a metal shelf pierced Timon's chest, directly breaking him out of the "psychic combined state".
"ah!!!"
The severe pain caused him to roar to the sky, his expression ferocious and twisted. But he still became fierce and pulled out the spear. He threw it to the ground with a clang.
Gu Jianyang was shocked: "The stab was missed? It didn't hit the heart."
But even so, Ding Man was frightened out of his wits.
He really never imagined that a young boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, whose cultivation level was not as good as his own under normal circumstances, could actually win against two people one against two!
"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Run away quickly!"
This was what Timon was thinking. So he forcibly contracted his muscles to temporarily heal the hole in his chest near his heart. He grabbed his bronze mirror, a psychic weapon, and ran deeper into the warehouse.
Chase!!!
This was the first reaction that naturally came to Gu Jianyang's mind.
Although he was out of breath from exhaustion and exhausted a lot of energy, the opponent's heart was almost pierced and he should be even weaker. He had to pursue the enemy while he was victorious in order to completely eradicate the evil and get rid of the evil spirit. He could also get the psychic weapon.
The two of them were chasing each other in the dark warehouse.
But in the blink of an eye, when he chased him to an open space without metal shelves at the back of the warehouse, Timon suddenly disappeared in front of him!
Huhu...
Gu Jianyang gasped for air and looked around warily.
At this time, Zhao Feng had broken away from the state of psychic integration with him, and had transformed into a huge shadow of an ancient general more than one foot tall, suspended above his head - also looking a little weak.
"Zhao Feng, feel it out. Is there any secret passage here?"
"yes!"
The ability of spirits to sense or search for machine formations is much better than that of humans.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, Zhao Feng pointed to the corner: "There is a hidden entrance to the mechanism there, and the evil psychic must have entered it."
Gu Jianyang held back his fatigue and walked a few steps over. He partially merged with Zhao Feng again and smashed the corner of the wall with his fist. A dark hole appeared in front of him...
It smelled of staleness, but there was a faint breeze blowing out.
Gu Jianyang immediately realized: this is not a cellar, but an underground passage leading to an exit somewhere!
Otherwise, the air in the cellar will not flow and there will be no wind.
"It seems that it is indeed a cunning rabbit. This guy has escaped. Zhao Feng, let's chase him! Let's see where he escaped." (Second update)