Say it's acting.

In fact, it was a test to see if the other party was really difficult to deal with.

The overwhelmingness of spiritual pressure is that the gap between them is particularly large, rather than being able to win with a slight increase.

Daoyugen Awula raised her hand, and the ground was like a living beast, and opened her mouth to swallow the ordinary man who fell to the ground.

Kuroki swallowed the Yoshihun Pill and escaped from Yoshimoto, "Crush it, tyrant."

A flash of light flashed, and an extremely gorgeous sword appeared in the hand.

Rukia looked down at the ground, and a look of confusion appeared on her face. It was strange that there was no spiritual reaction. Why did the ground cause such a change?

"What's going on?" she couldn't help asking.

Daoyugen Awula did not hide it and said lightly: "This is the use of the perfect art."

"Full art?" Lukia became more and more confused. Her level was too low and she didn't know anything that was not recorded in the textbooks.

Hei Mu heard of something and understood the truth of the matter, but it was difficult to say it. He could only say something that the corpse soul world knew. "If a baby was attacked by falsely when he was born, he would have a power called the End of the Art of Perfection."

"Mr. Kuroki knows a lot."

Daoyugen Awula exclaimed, his expression did not change much.

She was locked in the basement by her father since she was a child and did not contact outsiders. She had been like that for a long time, making it difficult for her to show any expression on her face.

Anger, sadness, and smile have nothing to do with her.

Kuroki said angrily: "When you praise someone, you should at least smile."

"Sorry, I'm born like this."

Daoyugen Awula replied, under her control, the hostages fell downwards layer by layer, and had not yet reached the bottom lobby.

She still didn't rush to do it.

Lukia asked, "What is the ability of the art of perfection?"

"Driving the Spirit Son." Daoyugen Awula concealed the most important part.

The driving force of the Enxian Technique is different from the Mie Que Master. She can drive the power of the spirit without using her own spiritual power to provoke the spirit.

She directly drives the weak soul contained in Lingzi.

All matter and humans in this world have souls, that is, human souls are much larger than coins, wild grasses, and non-living bodies.

The real ability of the Perfect Art is to drive the souls contained in all things.

Many skilled artists can even extend their most desireable abilities from their beloved items.

Similar to the Death Liberation Zanpakura.

But Daoyugen Awula does not have that ability.

Because she has no love and cannot fall in love with anything.

"It's the same as Miaokeshi." Lukia thought to herself. She did not participate in the war of the invisible empire, nor did she fight against the holy soldiers.

It can only be learned from others that Mie Keshi was driving Lingzi to fight.

"It's different. Master Mie Ke's spirits usually condense into bows and arrows, or the abilities, formations, and some spells are also there. The scene of directly bringing the ground to life like this is impossible."

Kuroki didn't want Rukia to misunderstand, so he explained it in detail, and then said, "Miss Daoyugen is still a very important thing to hide."

Daoyugen Awula opened her red lips and said, "Women always have some secrets, I'm here."

As soon as the words were finished, people suddenly moved, like a gust of wind blew over.

Her white palms were spread out in the shape of claws, and the blue spiritual flame covered her five fingers.

Black Wood waved his sword forward.

bite.

The silver-white sword edge was blocked by the blue spirit flame, and the spiritual pressure on the sword also became weaker, and the gravity was doubled by a hundred times.

She had no way to control the soul of the tyrant in a short period of time, and she could still do it after suppressing it for a little.

Daoyugen Aura wanted to hold his Zanpakura in his hand.

Hei Wood took a step away in an instant, and went around to the side, lifted his finger, "The fourth of the Break Road, White Thunder."

The lightning shone at her fingertips and then shot towards her head.

Daoyugen Awula turned into a ball of light smoke to avoid it, and white thunder penetrated through the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving a small circular hole.

She condensed into a solid body in front of the fish tank and said, "That's it."

The brief battle made Daoyugen Awula understand that the opponent not only had spiritual pressure, slashing techniques, instant steps, and ghost paths, but also excellent in three aspects.

Acting is still easy.

It will become very troublesome to fight.

"Okay." Kuroki did not continue to fight.

The other party is worthy of being the strongest performer. Without personal ability, the basis of performer is improved to the top.

If she had love, the captain who could withstand her in the Thirteenth Team of Guardian would not be more than one slap.

Daoyugen Awula looked at Rukia with his eyes, "Miss, please leave from Yishen. I will destroy this building, along with your Yishen.

When the dust rises, you run north and wait for me in that building."

Rukia looked at Kuroki and received a reply of approval before swallowing the Yoshihun Pill and separating from the Yoshimoto.

Daoyugen Awula squatted down, her chest squeezed her clothes, and she was so stuffy that she didn't care and slapped her hands on the ground.

The soul contained in this building was forcibly shattered by her.

KAKA.

The glass was shattered one by one, swept out by the wind, and shining under the sun, it was extremely shining, like a rain of light falling down.

"Avoid it!" Someone shouted, and the police evacuated from here one after another.

The glass fragments falling from the thirty-story building are enough to make people's head blossom.

Immediately afterwards, the building let out a roar of roar, and layers of layers collapsed quickly, and the rich dust spread out.

There was a last bang, and there was no movement. The dust swallowed up the police car, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

The police chief had a very clear face, rubbed his hands, and repeatedly said to the people next to him, "Dao Yugen is too much. I have clearly said that we should ensure the safety of the hostages."

He wanted to emphasize that responsibility lies not in himself.

The people next to him did not talk and silently opened the distance. No one wanted to hear the nagging of a police chief who was about to resign.

The scattered dust suddenly revealed a passage.

Daoyugen Awula was dirty all over and there was obvious blood on her abdomen. She pulled the car condensed by Lingzi, and there were a group of hostages on it.

Intact!

The police chief's eyes widened and he said with a smile: "Oh, Section Chief Dao Yugen is worthy of being a pillar of our Police Department, and his work is indeed reliable."

"Cough cough." She coughed on purpose, with blood smearing on her lips, and said indifferently: "The hostages are here, and the gangster's body is still inside. My work has ended here, remember to ask the Prime Minister to send money."

"When will they wake up?" The police chief was more concerned about this issue.

Daoyugen Awula thought for a moment and said, "If you splash water, you will wake up immediately."

"Haha," the police chief laughed, "You are so humorous.

Come, please carry Chairman Guntian to a safe place.

By the way, ask those reporters to come back.”

He would never miss such a photogenic opportunity.

"I'm going back to recuperate. It's nothing big. Don't look for me and let the mole solve it."

Daoyugen Awula reminded him, let go of his hand and run north.
Chapter completed!