Seeing that everyone has not moved yet.
Li Zhengyang Send the tip of the gun forward.
Lightning crackled and exploded.
Click!
Wu Ao's mental barrier shattered on the spot.
The tip of the gun pressed against his chest, burning a black hole in the fabric.
The heat wave hit my face.
Wu Ao's legs went weak, and he was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat.
Only then did he see clearly that the flying knife hovering in mid-air was touching all of their carotid arteries.
"Control... this purity, are you Psychic Master?"
Wu Ao stared at those flying knives and noticed something was wrong.
The telekinesis on the flying knife is a bit stiff, without the natural roundness of innate awakening at all.
"Are you a person who forcibly developed your spiritual power the day after tomorrow?"
The faces of the Raven team members nearby changed suddenly.
Forcibly opened the day after tomorrow?
That is a taboo in the circle of telekinesis masters!
Although mental power can be obtained, due to the forced stimulation of the brain nerves, not only is it painful, but the upper limit is extremely low.
In this life, I am just a low-grade telekinesis master!
Wu Ao suddenly felt a sense of superiority in his heart.
He has been making trouble for a long time and is a lunatic who is destroying his future.
"What's wrong?"
Li Zhengyang glanced at everyone with his peripheral vision. "Is there any difference if I kill a piece of trash like you?"
The words just fell.
A wave of Blood Qi pressure erupted from Li Zhengyang, hitting the heads of the six Raven Squad people hard.
Bang!
Wu Ao's knees hit the ground, and his bones made a crisp sound.
The sense of superiority that had just arisen was crushed to pieces.
"Misunderstanding! Brother, this is a misunderstanding!"
He raised his hands above his head and took two steps back, "We really didn't grab the monster!"
"Didn't grab the monster?"
Li Zhengyang stood there without moving, holding Dragon Spear with one hand.
"Who put that net? To cover my prey and close it in front of me?"
"We are the fourth team of the Raven Association! We were sent by Army-Breaker Bureau Headquarters for support!"
Wu Ao hurriedly clicked on the badge on his chest.
"Support?"
Li Zhengyang looked him up and down and spat. "Support is nothing."
"I just beat that Soul Demon with only half of his head left. I can trample him to death with one kick. Do you need to throw a net here to get in the way?"
Wu Ao is so depressed.
He is dignified Fifth-Rank Martial Artist Psychic Master. Wherever he goes, he is not supported by others?
Now I'm being pointed in the nose and scolded by Martial Venerable, but I can't even hold back a word of rebuttal.
"What a support!"
Wu Ao was so anxious that he slapped his thigh. "Qin Zhan Minister personally issued the mission and spent 20 billion in cash to ask us to rescue you from the valley!"
Li Zhengyang's feet that were about to move forward were hanging in the air.
He tilted his head and spoke word by word.
"How much did you just say?"
"Two... twenty billion..."
Wu Ao saw him stop, thinking that his reputation and this huge sum of money had intimidated him, so he barely straightened his waist up an inch. "We are noble Psychic Master, Minister Qin spent this money..."
"Twenty billion in cash?"
Li Zhengyang grabbed Wu Ao by the collar and lifted him up forcefully.
Wu Ao turned pale. "What are you doing?"
"Old Qin's brain was crushed by Universiade?"
"He didn't transfer the 20 billion to me directly? Did he spend 20 billion to hire you guys, a bunch of losers who can't even keep their remaining health Seventh-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon?"
Li Zhengyang's heart is bleeding.
Twenty billion!
How many Soul Demon do you need to kill to earn this?
A young telekinesis master next to him couldn't bear the grievance. He scratched his head and choked back. "Speak more clearly! We Raven Squad are professionals. If it hadn't been just now..."
Bang!
The words are not finished yet.
Li Zhengyang hit the gun butt with his backhand.
The young team member didn't even activate his mental shield and flew more than ten meters away.
He smashed into a pile of mud in the distance, twitched twice and became motionless.
The remaining team members were trembling all over and swallowing all their words in fear.
Li Zhengyang swallowed nervously, his palms were all sweaty
Too fast.
He didn't even see how it was done.
That person just now was Third-Rank Martial Artist Psychic Master. He was killed without even using his body-protecting mind power?
Is this what Martial Venerable can do?
"A professional, right?"
Li Zhengyang let go of his hand and threw Wu Ao back to the ground, "In Soul Demon Abyss, a big fist means a professional."
He tapped Wu Ao on the shoulder with the barrel of his gun.
"Don't let the headquarters pressure me. That network just delayed my output time for three seconds and almost caused my Soul Crystal to fall to pieces. How should I calculate this mental damage fee?"
Wu Ao is confused.
Qian Nianli Master has been blackmailing others for so many years, but today he was actually blackmailed by a martial artist?
"How... how much do you want?"
"I think the dress you're wearing looks good. It's inlaid with Spirit-Gathering Stone, right?"
Li Zhengyang was not polite and started directly.
"Hey! Don't pull it! These clothes cost more than one million!"
Bah.
Li Zhengyang pulled off the row of Spirit-Gathering Stone from Wu Ao's sleeves and put it into his pocket.
Then he touched his belt and pulled out a palm-sized cloth bag.
"Storage bag? Why don't you take it out sooner if you have such a good thing?"
Li Zhengyang forcibly erased the mental mark on the bag and dumped all the contents on the ground.
Three bottles of high-end recovery potions, two telepathy amplifying bracelets, and a dozen fifth- and sixth-grade Soul Crystal.
"Barely enough to pay the interest."
Li Zhengyang put the things away and patted the dust on his hands.
Wu Ao was so angry that he was shaking all over, his eyes were red, but he didn't dare to hold back a single word.
The twelve throwing knives were still pointed at them.
Li Zhengyang put away his things, turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, scanning the black mist rolling below.
"Okay, for the sake of Old Man Qin, I'll let you go today."
Li Zhengyang held Dragon Spear tightly and said the next sentence without looking back.
"I've cleared the upper floor. Just stay here and blow the air. Don't go down. The Soul Demon down there has a bad temper and isn't as easy to talk to as I am."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked his feet.
The cliff wall shattered.
Once again plunge into the bottomless Rift Valley depths.
Only Raven Squad was left on the edge of the cliff, looking at each other.
A full five minutes passed.
The young player who was whipped away rubbed his swollen face and crawled back out of the mud.
"Captain..." he cried out, "This is a bandit! Are we just going to let him go?"
Wu Ao stared at the emptied pockets, gritted his teeth, and turned pale.
"Go? Where to go?"
He kicked the gravel on the ground.
"Do you really think he is tough? He just broke out Blood Qi to kill Seventh-Rank Martial Artist, and he also killed so many monsters on the outside. He is definitely at the end of his strength! I think he is trying to hold on when he goes to the bottom, fearing that we will see through his weakness!"
Hearing this, several other team members nodded repeatedly.
"Yes! Blood Qi, the warrior, is not that expensive. There is a core area down there, even Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon. If he goes down alone, he will die!"
Wu Ao stared fixedly at the black abyss below.
Greed completely outweighed fear.
Li Zhengyang just killed a Seventh-Rank Martial Artist, he must have something good with him.
If the monster down there really beats this guy half to death, not only can they get the things back, but they can also grab a handful of the top quality Soul Crystal down there.
"This guy will clear the way in front, and we will pick up the ready-made ones in the back."
Wu Ao snorted coldly and called out to the team members.
"Everyone form a formation for me! Turn on your mental shield to the maximum and follow him!"
"When he is besieged and defeated, and all the oil and gas are exhausted, I will see how crazy he can be. By then, everyone and everything will be ours!"
The six people quickly adjusted their positions.
The majestic Psychic Power surged again, forming a solid transparent mask in mid-air, wrapping everyone inside.
Wu Ao waved his hand.
"Jump!"
Raven Squad follows the trajectory of Li Zhengyang and jumps into the bottom of Soul Demon Abyss.
Fall.
My ears were filled with the deafening roar of the wind.
Li Zhengyang didn't care at all whether the weaklings above followed.
His attention is entirely below.
The further down you go, the thicker the black mist becomes.
Visibility dropped to less than two meters.
The mental exploration in Sea of Consciousness has been severely disrupted.
"What pure volatility."
Just when he was about to touch the bottom of the valley.
The black mud below suddenly exploded!
Dozens of black tentacles burst out of the ground and struck Li Zhengyang in mid-air.
Li Zhengyang twisted his body, and Dragon Spear in his hand used the momentum of the fall, and the lightning surged.
"Die!"
Boom!
The spear accurately hit the thickest tentacle.
Thunder and lightning spread along the black mud, exploding more than a dozen tentacles and causing juice to fly everywhere.
Li Zhengyang landed smoothly.
The mire is rolling.
A huge Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon slowly climbed out of the mud.
Eighth-Rank Martial Artist.
It's more than one level better than the Seventh-Rank Martial Artist just now.
Li Zhengyang shook the mud off the tip of the gun.
"I can't get the 20 billion, but I want to order this Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Crystal."
As soon as he finished speaking, several harsh wind sounds suddenly came from above.
A glowing transparent mask crashed down.
It was Raven Squad that followed closely behind.