Chapter 75: Lucky

While the mental attacker was accumulating strength, the man who was attacking in close quarters clenched his fist and stepped forward again.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of mental power, Song Qingxiao's reaction is much slower.

When the fist whistled in the fist, she gritted her teeth and staggered backwards, until her back hit the wall and she couldn't retreat, then she dodged sideways.

This time it was already in danger, although the man's fist did not fall on Song Qingxiao's body, but the fist wind swept to her shoulder, carrying a few hairs next to her cheek, and fell on the wall behind her with a 'bang'.

The rubble and dirt on the wall rustled down, and her cheeks were scratched by the falling and splashed rubble, and some of the mud flew into her eyes, making her eyes tingle.

Such a close distance was already very dangerous, he closed his fist and turned into a claw, trying to catch Song Qingxiao, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the place where the man landed his fist, and he punched a dented gap in the wall!

Her shoulder, which was swept by the fist wind, was a faint pain, and on the side of her body, she inadvertently escaped the man's grasp, but under the siege of the two, the man had already seen that she was already at the end of her crossbow.

These two people who chased and killed Song Qingxiao were one 'Wen' and one 'Wu', and they cooperated seamlessly, and with the blessing of those with spiritual ability, the people with outstanding skills were simply like tigers.

Song Qingxiao has the means, and it is difficult to show it in such a situation.

It's not the way to go!

Song Qingxiao quickly turned her brain, and the attack of her spiritual power was invisible, making her unguardable, unless she solved this spiritual ability first, she could get out of this predicament.

But the man in front of her obviously knew this situation better than her, and attacked her tightly, blocking her way.

At the critical juncture, Song Qingxiao suddenly remembered something, in the use of her 'Lin' character technique, she had condensed her spiritual power into the realm and trapped the water droplets.

In the absolute realm she condensed, the water droplets were separated from the water flow, and although the original purpose of her use of the Word Condensation Domain at that time was to trap the opponent in the future, the realm could trap the opponent as well as herself, isolating herself.

Thinking of this, in a hurry, her hand formed a seal, and her mouth quickly said:

"Draw the ground as a prison, sleepy."

The moment she sealed, the man who attacked her made a move, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the spiritual ability person not far behind him, and his face showed obvious joy.

This point was not missed by Song Qingxiao, and the two people in front of him may not only come for the dagger.

But she didn't care about it so much at this time, the attack of the psychic ability was mainly in her brain, she knotted this domain on her head, and the moment the domain was deployed, all sensations were blocked.

Under the wandering of mental power, her brain was firmly protected.

When the man in the distance once again unleashed his spiritual power attack, with the blessing of the 'Lin' character technique, her spiritual power formed an enchantment, firmly protecting her consciousness.

The sharp sting didn't hit again, and the attack of mental power caused the field to shake slightly, and after about a second, both of them disappeared without a trace.

This trick works!

Although she needs to take care of both aspects at the same time, after her consciousness is no longer attacked, Song Qingxiao's worries are greatly reduced.

Once she found a way to endure the pain of the previous attack, her hand shook, and the long whip was thrown out by her, and the man who clenched her fist flexibly moved her upper body to the left, taking the opportunity of him to dodge, Song Qing's little feet took a pair of steps back, and the moment the whip was retracted by her hand, she propped her hand on the ground, and the distance between the two that was originally chased was once again widened.

Before the man could stand up straight, Song Qingxiao's hand on the ground was forced, and her upper body was raised, and at the same time, the whip in her hand was swung out again, and this time she used all her strength.

The whip drew a red afterimage in the air, and the man dodged with a solemn expression.

She has a flexible reaction and good skills, obviously the previous attack of mental power has failed against her, how is this possible?

"Zhao Xian!"

The man shouted, and when the whip came, he hurriedly twisted and jumped, and the tail of the whip fell to the ground with a 'snap'.

This long whip had already shown its power when it was in the fourth hand in the trial scene, but the current Song Qingxiao was much better than the fourth at that time.

Under this blow, the whip cracked the stone bricks laid on the ground, and when she whipped back, the whip flipped with the stone bricks, and the man had a gloomy face, busy dodging.

The man in the distance heard the greeting and gathered his mental strength to try to attack again.

Song Qingxiao is not stupid, her mental power is weaker than the man in front of her, even if she has the blessing of the word 'Lin', she can use the domain to protect herself from his attack, but in this case, the consumption of spiritual power is extremely great.

She still has a difficult opponent in front of her, and as soon as she succeeds in the move, she naturally turns around and runs.

"Humph!"

As soon as the man who opened his mouth saw that she was about to run, he didn't care about beckoning Zhao Xian to cooperate.

At the same time, the attack of spiritual power struck again, and the moment Song Qingxiao pinched the seal to mobilize his spiritual power, the man on his back had already chased after him.

This is simply ghostly, Song Qingxiao turned around and tried to pull out a whip again to force it away, but this time the man seemed to be aware of her escape, and reversed his previous evasive attitude, and stretched out his left hand, trying to block the whip.

Even though the two were quite close, Song Qingxiao was in a hurry to draw a whip, but the moment the whip touched the man's palm, it still made a loud 'snap' sound, and the man's face showed pain, but for some reason he didn't let go, but endured the severe pain and caught the whip.

The force of the whiptail wrapped around his arm.

In the trial scene, the scene where Song Qingxiao designed No. 4 appeared at that time, the man who made his fist trapped Song Qingxiao's whip with his arm, and at the same time pulled it hard, Song Qingxiao couldn't hold back for a while, and was pulled back in front of him.

At such a close distance, Song Qingxiao hurriedly raised her head and saw his condescending face, the man's right hand pressed on her neck, and pinched her hard, so strong that she almost lifted her up.

If it weren't for the special situation, Song Qingxiao would have wanted to smile bitterly.

She was in danger twice, and each time her neck was grabbed.

The first time she was stabbed with a dagger, and in the second trial, she was almost strangled to death by Liu Yixun with a mouse line, but she was lucky enough to avoid it both times.

This time her good luck seemed to be coming to an end, the man was experienced, and at the moment he grabbed her neck, he stretched out his leg to kick her knee socket, and at the same time, there was a mental attacker in the distance who was eyeing her and was walking this way after seeing the man's success.

Is it destined to be difficult to escape tonight?

Song Qingxiao's eyes were red, and at the last moment, a hint that she hadn't heard for a long time sounded in her mind:

"I'm about to enter God's trial!"

The moment Song Qingxiao heard this prompt, she moved the corners of her mouth with difficulty, and in the next moment, the man's kicked foot fell into the air, and the hand that was originally pinching her neck was retracted under the action of the force, and her figure disappeared out of thin air.