C284 (1/2)

Deceit? F * ck off.

Lang Jiu's angry roar was completely ignored by him.

I am at the Middle Spirit Level level, you are at the Peak Spirit Level level, the difference is two whole levels.

I will fight you with all of my strength, but I cannot block a casual strike from you even if I use all of my strength. If I don't use some other methods to assist me, would I wash my neck and wait for you to slaughter me?

I'm cheating? You're still cheating.

Fighting with Peak Spirit Level was extremely depressing, and the aura alone was enough to make one's mind unsettled. Battling with Lang Jiu, Yan Yun would not foolishly go head to head against him.

As for Lang Jiu, after he was pushed back in one move, a crazed ripping force suddenly came from below his feet. It was a type of mine, a secret weapon only used by the special forces.

Even though Lang Jiu was a member of the Peak Spirit Level, he would still suffer greatly if he were to be caught off guard.

In this critical moment of crisis, Lang Jiu used the light wave. It had to be said that this ability of his Peak Spirit Level was simply too useful, the ripping force caused the rays of light around him to distort and caused spatial ripples to appear.

Even so, under the power of the high explosive mine, Lang Jiu's face still paled.

”Brat, I will cut your corpse into ten thousand pieces.” Lang Jiu's face darkened to the point that it was almost dripping with water. His hatred for Yan Yun could be said to be hard to wash off even if he went all out.

They were originally here to kill Yan Yun, but in the end, not only did they not manage to kill him despite all of their efforts, they were completely embarrassed by Yan Yun.

Stealing chickens is not easy!

This was the most suitable description for Lang Jiu.

Of course, Yan Yun wasn't a chicken …

”You don't sound annoyed when you say it. I'm sick of listening to you say this many times.” Yan Yun directly ignored the other party's imposing aura and took the second step, Morrow's Seven Killing Steps.

But this time, Yan Yun was using it to shift positions, not to attack.

This was because after Lang Jiu became angry, he had already started to attack first. Although Yan Yun was quite a distance away and was even in the air, it was useless in front of him.

Hualala ~

Lang Jiu waved his hands, a halo appeared between his hands and formed two wolf heads.

At this moment, both his arms seemed to have transformed into two gigantic wolves. As he waved his arms, waves of qi surged and the shadow of the wolves flew. Their shrill howls sealed off the surrounding space.

Stepping into the spirit rank ranks, one would have aura.

An aura, in other words, it could sense the space within a certain distance from their body. This kind of aura, was something that Half-spirit Level began to possess, and Peak Spirit Level, they also possessed an aura, which was incomparably terrifying.

The light wave only developed this ability because expert's comprehension towards the aura was extremely high.

Lang Jiu's aura was very frightening. Even though Yan Yun had used the Morrow's Seven Killing Steps to dodge, he still felt that there was nothing to hide.

The endless energy around him was sealed, causing Yan Yun to be unable to move an inch. He was using the Morrow's Seven Killing Steps, but was unable to find a place to stay.

”Brat, do you really think that I don't have the means to deal with you?” Lang Jiu's eyes revealed killing intent as he coldly looked at Yan Yun.

Clang ~ ~!

Yan Yun did not speak. What responded to Lang Jiu was a magic knife that flickered with a cold glow that caused one's heart to palpitate.

Normally, although devil soul was incomparably sharp, he could only be used as a sharp weapon. That demonic aura which could affect one's mind, was easily dispelled by Yan Yun as his willpower grew more and more resolute.

But tonight, on this rocky hill, the devil soul gave off a feeling that came from the depths of one's soul. Indistinctly, it felt as if countless streams of air were being absorbed by the devil soul, and as these streams of air were being absorbed, the palpitation felt more and more intense.

”What kind of knife is this?”

”Your sabre.”

The magic knife faced the sky, Yan Yun's fighting spirit was like fire, his killing intent was like wind, the Mysterious Earth Force in his body continuously circulated, and entered the devil soul through his arm.

And during this entire process, the devil soul actually started to tremble on his own. It was as if he wasn't an ordinary weapon, but a living magic knife.

The current devil soul really seemed to have a soul of his own.