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Attacked by Ling Yang's psychic attack, Dasha unconsciously brought herself into this tragic war, as if she had become a pawn, wearing simple armor and holding a war knife to rush and kill in the enemy group. Dasha has been mixed in the bloody battlefield of the modern mercenary world all the year round, has traveled to every turbulent corner of the world, has rich combat experience, and has received hellish devil training in the "Iron Arm Mercenary Group".

When Ling Yang was in the base, he was tricked by Tianbao once with the same means, and he was deeply affected by it, and this time he also concocted the same method, adding all kinds of fantasies to Dasha's body. Dasha really brought herself into the character of the scene, wielding the broken knife with the gap in her hand, rushing left and killing in the crowd of enemies, fighting for her life.

Dasha was immersive, the enemy's blood splashed on his face, and the smell of blood came from the end of his nose, which was disgusting, Dasha had long been accustomed to the disgusting touch of the warm and slippery blood, and he didn't even need to wipe it, he bent down and swooped forward, rolled forward with a neat tactic, and the broken knife in his hand drew a semicircle against the ground, cutting all the ankles of the soldiers besieging him, and the knife was inserted into the heart of a soldier in front of him, using this soldier as his shield, and rushing forward.

The soldier had experienced a fierce battle, and the leather armor on his chest had long since shredded, just in time for Dasha's broken knife to take advantage of it. The soldier was unwilling to die, dropped the spear in his hand, and held Dasha's knife with both hands, preventing the knife from entering his body even more. Dasha has countless life debts in his hands, and at this time, it is a matter of life and death, where is he willing to relax in his hands, his arms sank, his feet stopped suddenly, and he used the forward inertia of his body to burst out with a powerful inertia, and the broken knife was deeply inserted into the soldier's chest.

Dasha could even clearly see the large stream of blood gushing out of the corner of the soldier's mouth, the messy and dirty long hair hanging down, covering half of his face, and the only eye that was exposed, shooting out of incomparable resentment and unwillingness, finally fell to the ground on his back, lying quietly in the blood and mud.

Dasha was shocked by the soldier's dying eyes.

Dasha had also assassinated many people, including some of the top rich and well-known dignitaries, and before they died, there was only fear and begging in their eyes, but this time, Dasha was puzzled, because Dasha was horrified to find that the dead soldier, under the half-torn helmet, was his own face.

If an ordinary person fell into the illusion deliberately created by Ling Yang with the Mind Attack Technique, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand the huge mental pressure for a long time, and become an idiot with a split nerve, and those who are not determined will even die of brain death on the spot. After all, Dasha is a mind reader, and he has a certain immunity to mind attacking, although he was temporarily manipulated by Ling Yang's thinking and imagination, he still subconsciously released a steady stream of abnormal magnetic waves to resist Ling Yang's spiritual attack, and finally had an effect, transforming the face of the dead soldier into Dasha's appearance, reminding Dasha that this was just an illusory dream.

Ling Yang's power of ability was sealed, it was originally reluctant, and now it was even more unsustainable, and he was devoured by Dasha's mind-reading technique, and his heart was in chaos, and the battlefield he forcibly created had begun to become weak, and all the people and things in the battlefield had gradually become transparent, and a mirage was about to collapse.

At this time, a warrior rode his horse and galloped, and the Changge in his hand was as fast as lightning, piercing Dasha's heart. Dasha still didn't pay attention to it, as if she had put life and death out of the way, and just stared blankly at her "corpse", unaware that the Changge had stabbed into her body.

Chang Ge pierced Dasha's heart with a sharp spear, piercing through the back of the heart, and the sharp blade was not stained with a little blood, and it was still shiny and abnormal. Dasha smiled faintly, and with a wave of her hand, the warrior and the horse under his crotch instantly turned into a puff of golden sand, fluttering all over the sky.

On the fragrant dinner table, Ling Yang's fingertips in contact with Dasha slightly separated a small gap, Dasha's sloppy eyes had just condensed, but Tianbao had already felt the two intertwined fluctuations, swallowed a chewed quail egg, and looked at the teacup between Ling Yang and Dasha's fingers with a smile, and his pupils began to slowly rotate counterclockwise, releasing a magnetic wave of energy like substance, and happily participated in the dark battle between the two.

In the bloody spiritual battlefield, Dasha realized that he had completely controlled the scene, and with a wave of his hands, the enemy soldiers who swarmed up turned into yellow sand in the sky and disappeared from his tracks. In this battle, Dasha became more and more handy, her feet slightly apart, not too much, and the soles of her feet firmly grasped the sticky ground soaked in blood, invincible.

Dasha was about to shatter the illusion in front of her in one fell swoop with her unstoppable power, when a handsome young general, covered in iron leaf armor and holding a huge long-handled battle axe, clamped the white horse of the divine horse under her crotch, and rushed to Dasha fiercely. The young warrior grabbed the reins, and the white horse's large front hooves leaped high and hissed, and the hot air from his nostrils was mixed with the thick smell of blood.

It turned out that Ling Yang's skills were poor, and seeing that he couldn't control the scene he had worked so hard to create, he finally went into battle in person, condescendingly, and the battle axe in his hand slashed diagonally at Dasha's slender white neck, vowing to kill with one blow, completely leaving Dasha's life here.

Dasha was still not afraid, his fingers were like flowers, and he gently pinched the axe blade, wanting to repeat the old trick and wipe out Ling Yang in an instant, but Ling Yang used all the remaining abilities to restore part of the essence of the illusion, which was no longer as easy to deal with as those shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and the axe blade broke through Dasha's fingers and continued to slash towards Dasha's neck. Dasha was startled, and suddenly retreated backwards, dodging Ling Yang's fierce blow, and picked up a short-handled silver hammer on her toes, smashing it towards Ling Yang's front door.

Ling Yang's strength was not continuous, one blow missed, it was difficult to organize an effective attack, the axe handle was horizontal in front of his chest, knocking the silver hammer away, but Dasha had already been bullied, jumping high, his right hand gathered into a claw to clasp Ling Yang's exposed Adam's apple outside the armor, and tore it to the side hard, trying to scratch Ling Yang's trachea alive.

Ling Yang sighed secretly, knowing that he had missed the best opportunity for a secret attack, and just wanted to retreat with his whole body, a small figure fell from the sky, a small lotus root-like arm clasped Dasha's wrist, and his feet formed a straight line, slamming on Dasha's chest, and smashing Dasha into the ground.

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