In the moment of imminent danger, Wang Yao showed no fear on her face; instead, a sly smile appeared in her eyes.
That's right, provoking the Holy Son of the Church of Justice was her plan.
She was gambling, gambling that he wouldn't make a move.
Although she already knew from the Crazy Old Man that Jiang Fan was Advanced Psychic, she still wanted Jiang Fan to reveal it himself.
Of course, the main point is that we hope Jiang Fan will risk everything to save her like a hero.
Just as the knife tip was about to pierce her skin, Wang Yao could vaguely feel a stinging sensation.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Several needle-like weapons covered in silver frost and blue flames shot into the blade, the sharp impact sending the sword flying from the hand of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice.
Before the Holy Son of the Church of Justice could recover, the Ice Flame Hedgehog Spines that had shot the knife suddenly changed direction, aiming directly at his brow, throat, heart, and the left and right sides between his groins, with remarkable accuracy.
This scene terrified the Holy Son of the Church of Justice, but with his current strength, he had no way to avoid it.
Just when it seemed he was about to be childless, a skilled fighter intervened and blocked all the attacks at the critical moment.
At the very moment the opponent blocked the attack, a figure suddenly darted in, grabbed Wang Yao's hand without a word, and swiftly rushed out.
Wang Yao looked at the familiar mask on the other person's face, her eyebrows raised, her beautiful eyes like a crescent moon, and the corners of her mouth turned up high.
I knew you would come.
Hearing the girl's sweet voice, his brows furrowed slightly beneath the mask.
Given the urgency of the situation, Jiang Fan didn't say anything. The moment he pulled Wang Yao out of the villa, he used his strongest escape techniques without holding back.
Soaring into the sky.
Having narrowly escaped death, the Holy Lord of the Church of Justice recognized Jiang Fan, who was wearing a mask, at a glance as the Advanced Psychic from the Zhou Family Secret Realm.
The two sides were already enemies, and he had just been nearly crippled.
With new grudges and old hatreds combined, his face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.
"Kill them! Kill them all!"
"No! We can't let them die like this! That would be too easy on them! Capture them alive! I'll torture them day and night, make them wish they were dead!"
Accompanied by the hysterical roar of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice, a black-robed figure behind him suddenly took flight and quickly chased after Jiang Fan in the direction he had fled.
The man in black robes was the one who had just saved the Holy Son of the Church of Justice.
Sensing something amiss not far behind him, Jiang Fan immediately used his Psychic Power to perceive it.
Upon "seeing" the black-robed figure flying straight after him, he was immediately shaken.
Soar through the air!
The opponent is definitely not Advanced Psychic, so they must be Martial Artist.
For Martial Artist to fly, they must be at least at the Eighth Rank.
Is he Eighth Rank Martial Artist? Or is he above the Eighth Rank?
But neither the Eighth Rank nor the Ninth Rank is something he can handle in his current state.
Time passed second by second, and every breath felt incredibly slow to Jiang Fan.
As the pursuers drew closer, Jiang Fan's mind raced, trying to find a way out of the predicament.
But no matter how hard he racked his brains, the gap between his strength and that of his opponent was simply too great; his trump cards were like toys in front of the newcomer.
Of course, he wouldn't completely give up and wait to die.
Just as Jiang Fan was extremely anxious, Wang Yao's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Don't worry, I'm here. I won't let you lose a single hair.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan's lips twitched.
He thought to himself, "Big sister, you almost got killed with one blow, okay? If it weren't for that, would he have recklessly rushed out without even knowing the opponent's strength?"
Despite his complaints, Jiang Fan had no time to argue with this Crazy Woman.
The most urgent task is to find a way to save their lives.
Before Jiang Fan could come up with a solution, the person behind him had already caught up.
Without even a greeting, he struck Jiang Fan with a palm.
The speed of the attack was too fast!
The power is too great!
Despite Jiang Fan's thorough preparations, he realized at this moment that all his scheming and tricks were futile in the face of absolute power.
In the end, they could only watch helplessly as the palm struck down.
"Did you even ask me before you could touch him!"
As the voice fell, Wang Yao pulled her hand out of Jiang Fan's grasp and stood in front of him.
Under Jiang Fan's bewildered and shocked gaze, Wang Yao's aura suddenly surged to an indescribably terrifying level.
With a sudden burst of energy, her ink-black hair flew wildly in the wind, and her clothes rustled loudly.
The eyes that had always held a lazy smile were now replaced by a chilling coldness.
The whole process may seem to take a long time, but it actually only takes a moment.
The black-robed man's palm struck Wang Yao directly in front of her, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of water, creating a few ripples before falling silent.
quiet.
A deathly silence.
Neither Jiang Fan nor the man in black robes expected such a sudden turn of events.
What Jiang Fan didn't expect was that Wang Yao's momentum was still escalating.
That terrifying pressure was far more intense than that of Zhou Lingxing and Jin Changfeng, who were both at the Ninth Rank High Stage.
As time went on, it even gradually surpassed the aura that Wei San and Wei Jiu had once displayed.
This was already enough to leave Jiang Fan speechless with shock, however--
What happened next would shock Jiang Fan for a thousand years!
Looking at Wang Yao's face, the childishness on her face was gradually fading away, and she was becoming bright and alluring, more mature and charming than her original girlish appearance.
This face--
That face!
Once you've seen it, no one will forget it!!!
Jiang Fan was the same.
His eyes widened, his brain seemed to have been paused, and at the same time, the image of the fat man releasing the willpower of his ancestor a few days ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind, causing his pupils to tremble uncontrollably.
"How is that possible? How could you possibly stop it?"
The man in black robes stared at the woman before him in disbelief; the woman had undergone a complete transformation.
Who exactly are you?
"Hmph." Wang Yao snorted coldly, but although it was a snort, it gave off an indescribable charm.
Who I am is none of your business. You only need to care about whether you can survive.
Although the man in black didn't know Wang Yao's strength, his instincts told him to run away immediately, or he would surely die!
Before the brain can even finish thinking, the body has already started acting.
They fled much faster than they had come to chase them, their desperate escape making it seem as if countless demonic beasts were pursuing them.
Facing the fleeing man in black robes, Wang Yao stood in the air, slowly raising her hand and extending a slender, white finger, gently tapping it in the air.
"Laugh--------"
With a thud.
Before Jiang Fan could even see the trajectory after hearing the sound, the fleeing man in black robes exploded like fireworks, turning into countless specks that scattered across the sky.
A gust of wind blew by, and it disappeared.