Volume 1 The Boy from the West Coast Chapter 63 Spiritual Illusion (2)
The strong kinetic energy was stirring in the small space, and the iron fist was wrapped in a swift wind, although the old man was a five-star qi refiner, and his reaction was faster than ordinary people, but as a special elder with spiritual power, he was more accustomed to long-range combat, and physical skills were really not his strong point, so under Yang Ji's unstoppable punch, the mental power around him was exploded, turning into a few wisps of autumn wind in the dawn, meekly blowing through this battlefield full of bloody smell.
However, in such a short moment, the old man had already won the buffer time, he opened his hands, and burst out an invisible force field, which was extremely strong, not only interrupting Yang Ji's follow-up movements, but also bouncing him far away, rolling uncontrollably on the ground a few times.
The invisible telekinesis lifted the old man into the air, and his single eye lit up with a blazing white light, which was a unique sign of the spiritual power elder before he made a move, but compared to the monster with a sheep's head and a human body, the sense of oppression exuded by the old man in front of him was different from that of the bright moon and the fireflies.
"Remember, Federalists, you died today at the hands of the High Priest of the Nowa, Nowa Firth!"
The old man clenched his fists in a fist, and circles of blazing white fluctuations spread, and the converging terrifying telekinetic fluctuations even stirred up the air in a distortion visible to the naked eye, which showed what an earth-shattering blow Yang Ji would face next.
I saw him close his fists, and his fierce telekinesis swooped towards Yang Ji like an angry dragon, unlike the flesh cannon that is full of noise and destruction, it contains but does not emit, and will never cause a trace of waste of energy before hitting the target, but once it hits, it is a thunderbolt, and life and death are decided, which shows how perfect this high priest of the Nuwa clan is in controlling his telekinesis.
( ...... It's ...... now! )
Yang Ji's whole body muscles tensed, kicked the ground, blasted the sand out of the dust, he took advantage of the cover of the dust, the figure walked through it like a ghost, the old man looked at Yang Ji who disappeared in place, smiled hoarsely, pulled back with both fists, and the terrifying mental power turned his head when he was close to the edge of the enchantment, and slammed into his back at a faster speed!
The moment the telekinesis touched Yang Ji, the tragic situation expected by the old man did not happen, only to see a pale green light flashing on Yang Ji's body, dense runes emerged from his body, condensed into a set of translucent armor covering his body, and the killing telekinetic wave hit the armor not only did not cause any earth-shattering damage, but made his speed a little faster, and in an instant, it had rushed to the old man's eyes.
The armor shattered, Yang Ji's iron fist broke through the scattered runes, and in the old man's unbelievable eyes, he hammered heavily in his jaw, and the powerful kinetic energy flew upwards with his body like a cannonball, and his mouth full of broken teeth mixed with blood sprayed wantonly, only to see his eyes roll, and he was directly beaten into a state of shock, and even lost consciousness.
Fine blood beads oozed from the skin, tearing pain gnawed at Yang Ji's whole body, this kind of engine state that can make ordinary people explode and die in an instant, even with Yang Ji's physical fitness at this time, he can't bear it for too long, he must fight quickly, and even if he defeats the high priest, he will inevitably usher in the fate of death.
Final Blow!
Yang Ji's heart was beating violently, his blood seemed to be boiling, and he saw a circle of smoke and dust on the ground, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant, moving behind the old man at a rapid and incomparable speed, and suddenly pulled out of the ground and threw the long-brewing punch at the old man.
The fist wind blew the old man's gray hair flying, revealing a forehead full of vicissitudes of life, who knew that a vertical gap suddenly opened on it, its interior was full of hollow darkness, and at the moment it appeared, it seemed to have a whirlpool with ten thousand suctions, Yang Ji just glanced at it, and his eyes could no longer be taken away, and it seemed that even his soul was deeply attracted to it.
"You deserve respect for being able to push old decay to this point. The old man in mid-air still looked unconscious, but the voice came out of the vertical gap in his forehead strangely, clearly echoing in Yang Ji's ears.
Such a strange situation almost made Yang Ji's cold hairs explode, he didn't dare to hesitate, and his hand was a little faster, but when his fist was only a few centimeters away from the old man's face, a huge black claw suddenly stretched out from the crack, and with a slight clench, his fist was firmly fixed, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get half an inch.
Roar...... His skull was a mixture of human moans and monster roars, and the crack in his forehead swelled like a flower bone, growing into an unnatural shape, as if some terrifying creature was about to burst out in the next moment.
(...... I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!)
Yang Ji, who was forced to the point of life and death, burst out with amazing courage, he used all his strength to break in mid-air, only to hear a dull sound of "cluck", in order to get out of trouble, he actually took the initiative to give up his limited arm, and forced it into a miserable arc, and folded back in an abnormal way, and the confined body was able to move forward another position.
"Ah...... Suffer death!" Yang Ji's face turned red, and he shouted frantically, not caring about the severe pain that made people faint, he raised his other intact arm and swung it towards the old man hard, and at the same time, the crack suddenly "snapped" open, and a crocodile-like black shadow swept out with a long tail, rushing towards the arm at a speed that was not inferior to his!
"Goo...... Gollum ....." Gollum's weak cry echoed in his mind, the devouring light in his hand was already dimmed and could be extinguished at any time, and the Divine Prison could not be used in battle, his body was on the verge of collapse, if he withdrew this blow, he would no longer be able to help this five-star Qi Refiner.
There is no splashing air waves, and there is no bright brilliance, and the simplest and most direct killing move is often the most fatal.
In the blood splashing, the sharp teeth of the black shadow have been deeply embedded in his flesh, and the paralyzing feeling extends all the way up from the wrist, but Yang Ji in the engine state is finally on the line, and when the black shadow is about to bite off his palm, he can almost smell the fishy smell that is close at hand, as well as the crisp and slightly soft touch under his hand.
Click.
The old man's head was tilted to the side, his cervical vertebrae were shattered inch by inch, and the strange and chaotic sound in the vertical gap also stopped abruptly, and the surrounding light took it as the origin, and the light was strangely distorted, Yang Ji fell to the ground heavily, and found that the black shadow that was still biting him had stiffened and collapsed like sand, and the space in front of him fell into a ripple like water waves, as if he was looking at the world through frosted glass, and it was blurred.
Cracks creeped into the eyes like creepers, and everything shattered again like a mirror.
Yang Ji collapsed to the ground, sweating like pulp, and the first rays of the dawn were slowly rising, shining on this land full of flesh and blood.
It's dawn.