In the smoke, Wang Ping was very satisfied when he saw the shattering of the ground, but then he couldn't laugh. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Still don't you plan to use your forcible seizure?" Yan Ji held a long sword that poured cold light and pressed it against his neck from behind.

Wang Ping's pupils dilated, incredulous: "You're not dead yet!"

"Give you five seconds to think. Yan Ji hooked the corner of his right mouth playfully, his voice also had an evil smile, his deep eyes narrowed, and he said without hurry, while sharpening the long sword like a knife, grinding Wang Ping's neck with fine sweat.

Ruan Fuzhi naturally saw this familiar smile, his back was cold, he pursed his lips and glanced at Yan Luo, who was leading everyone downstairs, and remembered how afraid he was of his brother!

Poor little man, have you seen the dark and suffocating side of this person?

"Five!"

"Four!"

"One!"

Yan Ji jumped directly and slashed across with a sword.

Ruan Fuzhi raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, he couldn't count to five.

Wang Ping looked at the sudden sword light, a clever one, instinctively shrunk his head to release spiritual power, and a white irregular circle of light encompassed the two people's bodies.

"You!" Wang Pingyin smiled ruthlessly: "Don't cry and beg for mercy when the time comes!"

"Even if you wait to beg for mercy and pray, I won't let you go. Yan Ji's brows furrowed, his expression cynical mixed with coldness, watching Wang Ping gradually get out of the aperture.

The temperature of the aperture is extremely high!And the tighter and tighter it gets, even through the clothes, it can cling to Yan Hime's skin, and within the aperture, Yan Ji can't move, suffering the pain of being burned by the fireworks, and his face is expressionless.

After the aperture disappeared, these points of light activated by the spiritual power seemed to be able to absorb the spiritual power through each pore.

"Isn't this absorbing spiritual power?" Yan Mi felt the rapid loss of spiritual power, but he was even more puzzled about the way for the ability to "forcibly occupy".

"You'll find out later!" Wang Ping's face turned a little pale, and his face was full of distorted smiles. He manipulated two abilities at the same time, and his mental power was already damaged, and Yan Ji still looked the same, which made him very jealous! But it didn't matter......

Speaking Luo, Yan Ji felt not only the loss of spiritual power, but also a confinement in his body, which tightened like a pinprick for a while, gathered towards the brain, and coughed out a mouthful of hot blood.

Yan Ji stretched out his tongue and added blood to his lips, and was very satisfied in his heart, "Your mental strength is good, it seems that you have reached the yellow level! ”

"Hahaha! I want you to die without even ashes!" Wang Ping laughed viciously with victory in his hand.

At this time, the smoke and dust cleared, and everyone could barely see the battlefield clearly, and they saw Yan Ji vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The leader is not dead! But the situation is not much better!

"Gummies, can you see Wang Ping's ability?" Ruan Fuzhi asked, and Gummies nodded: "Create a spiritual impact, contact, by contacting the opponent's body, internalize the soul erosion, compress the ability and then absorb it." During the whole process, the person who was forcibly seized was tortured, and after the ability was forcibly occupied, it would turn to ashes. ”

"Wouldn't it be true that no matter which ability you forcibly capture, you have to start at the lowest level when you succeed?"

"Not necessarily, the mental power of the half-zombie is much higher than that of Scarface. can only compress, if it is not compressed, it will directly erode the soul and then forcibly occupy it, it may be another situation, but if it is not compressed, with the spiritual power of Scarface, if he forcibly occupies the ability of the half-zombie, he can't bear it, and the possibility of self-explosion is also very high. Gummy analyzed the head of the ground, and he suddenly paused, a little frustrated: "But, master, Gummy didn't see the half-zombie ability." ”

Regarding this, Ruan Fuzhi had some conjectures, and heard Gummy say again: "Master, if the half-zombie doesn't do it, the soul will be eroded, do you want to make a move?"

Ruan Fuzhi breathed, his soul was about to be eroded?

The colorless light arrow condensed in her hand, and when she aimed at Wang Ping's forehead, she saw that the long sword on the ground flew up at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and plunged straight into Wang Ping's forehead.

In the eyes of others, not long after Yan Ji vomited blood, Wang Ping ...... He's dead?