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Calling the Beast: "I can't let you pass. By the way, do you know why they call me {Call the Beast}?"
As soon as the beast finished saying this, the two stood still, looking at each other more than ten meters apart, motionless.
After about ten seconds, the rebel's body began to shake.
When the sword demon saw it, he immediately shouted: "Be careful! That person is from the mental system. He is invading your brain. Guard your soul!"
Then, the sword demon glanced at the other three people.
But I was thinking in my heart: Without experience, even if I help these teammates pass this mission, they will not survive long in the cruel nightmare space.
Rodin began to step forward, preparing to rescue the rebel.
Fu-chan blocked Rodin: "Don't go there, can you resist the mental invasion?"
Rodin was caught in a tangle. After all, the two strongest people on his side were in crisis. If he didn't save them, when they were defeated, the three weaklings on his side would die.
The rebel's shaking became even more severe.
Call the Beast: "Hahahaha, this is a similar ability to {Professor
When Luo Ding heard this, he thought it was quite remarkable.
Nightmares are all people who have experienced pain. For example, I watched my teammates die one by one. More importantly, the person I met in the mission world, the most important person, also died in front of me.
Or die because of yourself.
If I let myself go through this again, I'm afraid I will go crazy.
So Rodin once again prepared to support the rebels.
Likewise, he was stopped by Fu-chan again.
Rodin: "What do you want? I have to save the rebels quickly."
Fu-chan shook her head and gestured in the direction of the rebel.
Rodin looked towards the battlefield, where the rebel was holding his machete with trembling hands.
Just the blade points upward.
"Hahahaha, a nightmare is indeed a nightmare. The mind is really strong, but that's enough. If you defend the mind with all your strength, you will lose control of the body. Use your machete to split yourself in half!"
The few people at the back saw the rebel raise his hands, and the machete struck straight at the center of his head.
It's too late for rescue.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and blood spurted out from the blade of the machete.
The huge machete was currently slashing at the rebel's left shoulder.
The rebel's head tilted to the right and his body moved a little to the right, just in time to avoid the fatal blow.
On the tilted head, the eyes of the full-face helmet were glowing red.
The extremely angry rebel: "Huh? What are you doing... Is this the only level? If you only hurt my shoulder after making such a big fight and enjoying yourself for so long, then you are really weak.
ah."
At the critical moment when he was about to be cut into two by his own machete, he forcibly broke through the mental impact, resisted the control of the beast, and resisted his own knife with his own shoulder.
Although the rebel is taunting and calling a beast, if you look carefully, you can still find that the rebel's body is trembling.
The sword demon murmured to himself: "It is not so easy to experience the pain that was once unforgettable and experience it again."
The rebel once again returned to the state of holding the knife in one hand with his right hand.
"It is a cruel method of abuse that only knows how to uncover other people's scars, but cannot instantly kill the opponent. A pervert like you, in order to appease my anger, hand over your head!"
In an instant, the rebel appeared in front of the beast as if teleporting, and the machete slashed down.
But it hovered over the head of the beast.
Calling the Beast: "I'm not purely spiritual. I also have strong telekinesis. You can't break through my defense."
Then, the barking beast stretched out a hand towards the rebel, pretending to be pretentious.
"This is the world of Naruto, we have to do as the Romans do."
The barking beast showed a smile: "A bag of rice has to stand up to several floors, a bag of rice has to stand up to the second floor, one bag of rice is too much, one bag of rice is too tired, there is mud in the mouth, who will give you a bag of rice?"
, Spicy Tiansen!”
The power of telekinesis formed a repulsive force similar to the "Shenra Tianzheng", which directly pushed the rebel away, leaving deep scratches on the ground with his legs.
At this moment, Luo Ding stared at the battlefield, his short hair and bangs were still windless.
Suddenly, Luo Ding's eyes flickered.
An invisible force spurted out, directly colliding with the power of telepathy around the beast.
There were ripples in the air.
Calling Beast: "Huh? A telepathic person?"
Rebel: "Do it again."
Rodin understood what the rebel meant, and the air around him began to fluctuate.
Calling the beast: "Is it telekinesis? Unfortunately, it is too weak and cannot break through my telekinesis barrier."
Rodin did not give up, but started to approach the beast.
For those who have mental power, their mental power will continue to weaken as they leave the body.
The target of Rodin's telekinetic attack has always been the telepathic barrier of the beast.
Although they are both telepathic people, Rodin is not good at attacking targets with telekinesis. It is really irrational to use his own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths.
But Rodin's purpose is not to kill his opponent, but to influence and weaken his opponent's barrier.
In order to strengthen the effect of his telekinesis, Rodin quickly approached the beast. As Rodin got closer, Rodin's telekinesis had an increasing impact on the barrier of the beast.
The barking beast glanced at the rebel in the distance, who was making a strange pose: "Asshole!"
The power of telekinesis was released, instantly restraining Rodin, and Rodin's body levitated uncontrollably.
Calling the Beast: "Are you a telepath? The common weakness of telekinesis is a weak body. Watch me tear you apart."
Rodin's body began to twist uncontrollably, but Rodin did not use telekinesis to defend, but continued to weaken the barrier of the beast.
The barking beast glanced at the rebel again, but did not see the rebel.
"What?!"
In an instant, the rebel arrived at Rodin's side. With a flick of his left hand, Rodin was instantly thrown away and quickly moved away from the beast.
At the same time, the machete in his right hand slashed down.
The beast knew that the weakened barrier could not withstand the rebel's machete, so it quickly retreated and at the same time strengthened the barrier in order to delay it for a moment.
The beast knows that the rebel's machete is not simple. The rebel's armor can ignore the Qi of the Thousand-Hand Sword, and it can easily cut a huge hole. If the beast is weak, he is destined to die if he is hit.
undoubtedly.
The machete struck the air like a piece of brown sugar, and its speed was delayed for a moment.
With a loud noise, the machete struck the ground, and the barking beast had already retreated more than three meters.
Call the beast: "Averted."
Rebel: "No, you didn't."
A huge gash appeared on the beast's chest, and blood splattered.
When the sword demon saw this scene, he showed an interested look: "The rebel's knife is a bit interesting. But, if you obviously have this skill, why did you choose that thankless fighting style?"
One person, one sword. Rather than being besieged by the God of War and Thousand Hands, the Sword Demon is more like the fact that the Sword Demon alone restrained the God of War and Thousand Hands.
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Mi Li stood in a subtle position, his body glowing with milky white light.
With the grain of rice as the center, there is a huge circle. The God of War, Thousand Hands, and the beast that is just retreating are all in this area.
Visible to the naked eye, the spirits of the three of them have recovered a lot, and the injury on the chest of the beast is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.