Debris shot out in all directions.
Li Zhengyang has wind under its feet, Dragon-Treading Heaven Steps is fully open.
A distance of 100 meters can be covered in one step.
In the blink of an eye, we were in front of Soul Demon Prince.
The red gold Blood Qi is mixed with the thunder, pouring into Abyssfall Dragon Spear along the meridians.
"Thunderfall!"
One shot thrust out.
The lightning illuminated most of the altar.
Soul Demon Prince's face twitched.
This human's speed is completely beyond normal.
His figure swayed.
The spear tore through the air and penetrated the afterimage.
Thunder exploded in the fog behind, blasting a large crater out of the rock wall.
"The speed is acceptable, but the brain is a bit stupid."
Ten meters away in mid-air, Soul Demon Prince regrouped his figure and raised his hand to straighten his cuffs.
"This king is..."
The words have not yet fallen.
Li Zhengyang shook his left wrist.
The air buzzed.
Twelve black lines pulled out the afterimage from behind him, bending into strange right angles in mid-air.
Heavenly Dipper Blades!
Up, down, left, right, and in all directions, all Soul Demon Prince's escape routes are completely blocked.
Li Zhengyang Sea of Consciousness roars, Psychic Power adheres to the blade without reservation.
The black lines are connected end to end, under the hood.
Soul Demon Prince's expression changed slightly.
He pushed forward hard with his hands, condensing into a dark red shield.
The flying knife hit the shield.
The sound of friction echoed through the valley floor.
Sparks flew everywhere, and Heavenly Dipper Blades rotated and cut at high speed, pulling out several white marks on the surface of the shield.
The shield trembled violently and the ripples twisted.
The muddy ground below.
Wu Ao lay on the ground digging at the mud, not daring to breathe.
He stared at the twelve Heavenly Dipper Blades in the air, his scalp numb.
Is this called incomplete mental power? Is this called self-destruction?
The flying knife in Li Zhengyang's hand is like having a brain.
Every turn and every acceleration, no extra mental energy leaks out, and everything is concentrated on the tip of the knife.
Even those old monsters at the Raven Association headquarters who have been in seclusion for decades cannot achieve this kind of micro-manipulation control!
What made him even more desperate was the dark red shield.
That is the absolute defense that Soul Demon Prince condensed.
In their heyday, Raven Squad, the six of them could have squeezed their brains dry and never left a mark on it.
What now?
Li Zhengyang Just relying on twelve flying knives, the shield was cut into pieces.
Wu Ao's teeth chattered.
He recalled that not long ago he had called himself a "professional" in front of Li Zhengyang, and even planned to wait for Blood Qi to run out and pick up missing monsters.
Ridiculous, funny.
Who do you think you are?
Over the altar.
Soul Demon Prince Feeling the cutting force on the shield, his heart became angry.
He must be disturbed.
He lowered his gaze and glanced at Raven Squad in the mud.
"I like playing with knives so much, let's see how many you can save!"
He freed his hand, and red mist rolled in his palm, condensing into a spiritual whip dozens of meters long.
A wave of his arm.
The black whip tore through the air and went straight to the Tianling Caps of Wu Ao and others.
"Your companion is going to die!"
Soul Demon Prince laughed out loud.
As long as this kid is distracted from saving others, he can take the opportunity to kill him.
In the mud.
Wu Ao was frightened when he saw the black whip being whipped on his head.
Martial Saint level mental whipping!
If you win, it will turn into an empty shell!
"Minister Li! Help!"
He howled wildly at the top of his broken gong voice.
Li Zhengyang didn't even look back.
His feet were on the edge of the altar, and his hands were even put back into his pockets.
He looked at Soul Demon Prince with impatience written all over his face.
"Are you mentally ill?"
"I told you I'm not familiar with them!"
"These losers were up there just now trying to steal my monster!"
Li Zhengyang The more he scolded, the more energetic he got, and his finger almost poked the prince in the face.
"If you want to kill, kill quickly! Be smart!"
"You killed them easily, and I even saved medical expenses and mental damage expenses!"
"Can you afford to pay for these poor guys bothering me and delaying me from making money?"
In the mud below.
Wu Ao Just heard this, his vision went dark and he almost lost his breath.
Living King of Hell!
This is definitely a fucking living hell!
Your group of people are not even qualified to be hostages?
Soul Demon Prince's face jumped wildly and he was completely furious.
"Presumptuous!"
He confirmed that threatening this psychopath with his companions would not work at all.
He tried to converge, and his momentum increased exponentially.
"Since you want to die, I will grant it to you!"
Boom!
The red mist riot at the bottom of the cliff.
A massive amount of red mist turned into a funnel and poured crazily into Soul Demon Prince's body.
The intensity of Mental Magnetic Field increased several times.
The dozens of Eighth-Rank Martial Artist Soul Demon around them screamed in agony.
The huge body twisted and deformed, turning into pure energy and flying uncontrollably towards the altar, integrating into Soul Demon Prince's body.
"He is devouring his own kind..."
Wu Ao lay in the mud and dug out blood.
The Martial Saint-level monster completely let go of its arms and legs, with such coercion pressing to the bone.
Click click click.
The rocks around the altar were largely shattered.
Soul Demon Prince's body expanded violently.
Ten meters, five meters, one hundred meters!
The originally pale face was distorted and two spiral horns sprouted from his forehead.
Torn back muscles.
Three pairs of huge black wings composed of pure spiritual energy suddenly unfolded.
Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Soul Demon Abyss All the light at the bottom is swallowed up.
Martial Saint's pressure turned into a real storm, sweeping across all directions.
The few remaining Raven team members were directly pushed into the depths of the mud by this force, and even moving a finger became a luxury.
"Very good."
Soul Demon Prince's huge body was suspended in the air, and the sound shook the gravel at the bottom of the valley.
"If I don't show some real skills, I won't be able to keep you."
Li Zhengyang stood in place.
Facing this monster is enough to make Military Department's top executives collectively lose their voices.
Not only did he not retreat, he put away Heavenly Dipper Blades.
He reached out with his right hand and pulled out the Abyssfall Dragon Spear on the ground again.
The Prison Dragon Asura Armor on the surface of the body made a low roar, and the lines of the bone armor were bright, and it wandered crazily on the surface.
Li Zhengyang moves the neck and the joints crackle.
Head up.
Facing that huge figure with demonic flames surging into the sky.
"Finally, it looks a bit like Martial Saint."
Li Zhengyang carries the gun in one hand, with the tip pointing upward.
Lightning danced on the barrel of the gun.
"Come."
"Show me your full strength."
"Don't let me down."