Chapter Forty-Seven: Battle! Or die!

As the holder of the mental power of the mind, the Nian Master, like the Elite Weapon Master, has a precise and complex subject classification. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The telekinesis system that is good at external destruction, the illusion system that is good at illusion and confusion, the inspiration system that can communicate with all things to drive creatures, and the most all-encompassing mystery system.

Someone once said that if you fall into the hands of a warrior, you will die a happy death, even if he has the intention to torture you, but the means will not be too cruel, if you fall into the hands of a master of fine weapons, then you will die under thousands of attacks, but you will recover under the superior medical means. And once you fall into the hands of a Nian Master of the Illusion Department, "you" will lose yourself forever......

The Phantom Night Brothers are a pair of young people who grew up together, the two have been neighbors since childhood, in an accident, both of their parents died in front of them, and in front of the tragic death of their loved ones, the intense mental stimulation made the Phantom Night Brothers awaken the talent of the Nian Teacher Department together, but it also made their spirit very different from ordinary people.

In the underground black market blood arena of Egawa City, the Phantom Night Brothers have only participated in four blood fights in total, but each time it ended with the cries of collapse and the terrible howls of their opponents. They never moved their hands, just stood quietly in front of their opponents and gently stroked their faces.

The nightmare has taken root in the hearts of the opponents.

The soldier is bloodless, and the gentleman is elegant. Therefore, the Phantom Night brothers were also given the title of "Gentlemen of Fans" by the audience of the Blood Arena.

Warrior Division, Elite Weapon, Nian Division. Theoretically, it is mutually restrained, the warrior kills the embolist himself with violence, the mechanic's machine ignores the fluctuations of the nerve, and the ninji can control the thick nerves of the warrior.

But at this moment, the Phantom Night Brothers, who have always been invincible, have encountered a problem. Still relying on how they urged the influence of brain waves, the two people on the other side seemed to be at a loss, as if they didn't feel their tsunami-like mental fluctuations at all.

The two of them will be like two stout rocks, no matter how the waves crash. They are all immovable and standing.

Feeling the spiritual fluctuations with strong malice beating like the waves, the mighty sun in the space of Yang Yan's spiritual sea, like a torch with eternal traces, hung high above Yang Yan's spiritual sea, suppressing all the evil outer ways. And at this moment, Yang Yan's heart couldn't help but laugh. If it was in the past, it would be fine, but now he is a genuine cultivator, and the most important thing for a cultivator is the cultivation of spiritual consciousness, not to mention that Yang Yan's cultivation is still this glorious day.

If the opponent is a monk who is good at this method, Yang Yan may be able to face it squarely. But such a non-advanced Nian Shi can affect Yang Yan, so Yang Yan doesn't need to cultivate this way, just go home and commit suicide by hitting tofu.

But because he is a monk, he is not afraid of this so-called illusion fluctuation. But why was Tu Ange so calm?

Feeling Yang Yi's curious gaze, Tu Ange turned his head slightly and whispered: "My Tu family has the bloodline of mad slaughter, so since I was a child, I have practiced an auxiliary technique to calm the mind and calm the mind. This pediatric mental fluctuation is like a breeze on my face. ā€

The evil thoughts fluctuated to no avail, and the Phantom Night brothers glanced at each other, and each saw a hint of caution in their eyes. The Phantom Night Brothers, who had similar faces and were also dressed in the same clothes, let out a soft shout together. His hands slapped heavily on the ground. A strong wave of tremor instantly spread throughout the ring.

Following this vibration that surged towards Yang Yi and Tu Ange, under the lowered posture of the Phantom Night Brothers, a cold light appeared on the hands of the two of them.

The violent vibration was like to set off a wave of dirt in the ring, looking at the Phantom Night Brothers who rushed over with daggers in hand. Yang Yan and Tu Ange exclaimed in unison: "Dual-line mixed cultivation?!" ā€

There has never been a shortage of so-called geniuses in this world, but even geniuses are far from being able to involve the cultivation of the two systems. This kind of thing has been mentioned since the establishment of the system of battle masters, elite armorists, etc.

However, as countless people delve deeper and deeper into these three systems, this so-called mixed cultivation is a typical example of greed and chewing too much in the eyes of many people. A certain department alone is enough for many people to study for a lifetime.

Not to mention spending energy on other subjects.

But for some demons, this is a very reasonable thing for them, the power of a certain line can no longer satisfy them, and only more can be worthy of their name of demons.

Erasing the surprise in their eyes, Tu Ange and Yang Yan nodded. Each met one and handed over their hands.

With two feet at a point, Yang Yan's arms spread out like a white crane fan, and one turned over and landed behind the Phantom Night brother who rushed up.

Lightning-fast hand speed intercepted the dagger stabbed by the Phantom Night Brother in advance, and Yang Yan was about to unload the dagger in his hand as soon as his wrist was forced, but at this time, a transparent telekinetic wave thought about his face and slammed into it.

Yang Yan tilted his head back in a thrill, and the strong wind brought by the thought wave pulled the hair on Yang Yan's forehead into a straight line.

Place your left hand on the ground a little and borrow force. Yang Yan kicked at the waist of the Phantom Night Brothers. Boom, the muffled sound blocked Yang Yan's right foot from the Phantom Night Brother's body.

The combat skills of the war master are matched with the mental power and mental fluctuations of the master of the master, and these two brothers are really incomparable. Yang Yan, who deeply felt the difficulty of the Phantom Night Brothers, his eyes were slightly sideways, and his expression began to become positive.

The heavy fist slammed into the telekinetic shield of the Phantom Night Brothers, and Yang Yan's fist speed like a machine gun made a large number of spectators in the stands let out a burst of exclamations and cheers.

With the protection of the telekinetic shield, Yang Yan's every punch could only hit an inch around the Phantom Night Brothers' bodies, and they could no longer move forward half a step. But such a dense and terrifying fist shadow did not stop enveloping him, even if he was protected, the expression of ordinary people would not be as calm, calm or even a trace of madness as the Phantom Night Brothers.

Time passed minute by minute, Yang Yan's bombardment still did not stop, and Tu Ange had been dragging another Phantom Night brother on his side. The clothes on Yang Yan's body had already been torn apart by the strong fist force for a long time.

The sturdy and perfect muscles on the body have already made the unknown girls present blush, and also made more women's eyes shine, even some men......

Bang...... The Phantom Night Brothers, whose arms were crossed in front of their chests, were blasted away by Yang Yan's hundred-crack fist, and Yang Yan was sweating non-stop, and the white air was rising. gasping and looking at the phantom night brothers who were pale not far away, but still had a cold face.

His arms shook violently, and Yang Yan tried his best to relax his muscles that were almost torn apart from the long-term frenzied attack.

I don't know when the other Phantom Night Brother who asked Tu Ange also stood beside him at this moment. Tu Ange, who was also sweating profusely, came to Yang Yi's side and nodded at Yang Yi.

The muscles full of power shone intoxicatingly in the light, Yang Yan and Tu Ange took a step forward in unison, and the battle in their chests turned into a roar of wild waves: "Fight!" Or die! ā€

The roaring sound wave was like a surging iron cavalry warrior, impacting the already earth-looking Phantom Night Brothers, who couldn't help but take a few steps back.

With a gloomy face like a cloud, and a few flashes of aura in his long and narrow eyes, the Phantom Night brothers glanced at Yang Yan and the others, and then jumped out of the ring without saying a word.

The allotted time limit for the death match is over, and all that remains will be the death of one of the players or the escape from the ring.

Wow...... The waves of cheers rushed down from the stands, Yang Yan and Tu Ange stood quietly in the ring, feeling countless envy and burning eyes, and at that moment a strange feeling slowly rose in his heart.

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