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Chapter 242 You Are Over

"Shuishen, your death has come!" Yang Xin turned around fiercely, and the white spirit in his right hand rushed out. In just a moment, Shuishen suddenly kicked the ground hard, and his body was quickly shot backwards, in the illusion.

Then it disappeared and drove away.

"..." Yang Xin was surprised. He didn't expect the opponent to dodge so quickly, and missed a heavy blow.

Yang Xin's mental power immediately spread to the surroundings, and as long as there was any abnormality in the surrounding space, he would be able to detect it immediately.

At this time, the supernatural being who had just been killed was already lying in a pool of his own blood. Yang Xin took a step forward. Without any movement at all, the spiritual energy of the deceased was silently sucked into Yang Xin's body.

in mind.

His mental power suddenly increased greatly. Is this a special function of Hunyuan Jue? Yang Xin felt happy in his heart. Although he was not a superpower, he had strong mental power, so he had a way to deal with superpowers.

Shuishen, who was hiding somewhere, was shocked. He didn't expect that the source of spiritual power would be swallowed up. He thought to himself, could he also be a superpower? Thinking of this, his face suddenly turned blue, but after thinking about it, he still didn't think so.

Too possible.

The space was very large, and the mental power released by Yang Xin covered two-thirds of it, but there were many hidden cells that could not be found.

This illusion itself belongs to the God of Writing, who has set up many hiding places in this space. Among superpowers, such a large illusion is already considered a very powerful existence.

"Let me give you a mental bomb!" Shuishen smiled sinisterly in his heart, and his mental power immediately condensed quickly behind Yang Xin. Yang Xin's mental power was not limited. He immediately felt the movement behind him and jumped with all his strength.

Jumped directly to the football wall a hundred meters away.

"Boom!!" There was a loud noise, and the entire launch pad exploded into pieces.

Yang Xin gritted his teeth. This kind of lethality is really terrifying. Things destroyed in the illusion will also be destroyed in reality. The function of the illusion is mainly to integrate the space created by himself with the surrounding environment, not the real space. If

The real reality is reality, not an illusion.

The main function of the illusion is to prevent ordinary people from seeing their existence, and they are also isolated from ordinary people, but the real and dead objects are all real.

In reality, everyone was stunned when they saw the launch pad that suddenly collapsed. They ran away and ran away. The two civilians who were shot by Yang Xin just now were surrounded by the police.

With Jingyuan's eye protection, Yang Xin could see some blurry figures outside.

Yang Xin felt guilty in his heart. He actually killed two innocent people on the battlefield. The anger in his eyes suddenly doubled. Within a moment, another mental bomb was set in front of Yang Xin.

"Damn it!" Yang Xin cursed and immediately dodged again. This time, Yang Xin had found the fuse to find the spiritual bomb, and the other end of the fuse was naturally where the god was written.

"Boom!" This time it exploded on the football, and the green grass was immediately exploded.

The mental bomb is the ability symbol of a D-level or above superpower. The greater the strength, the more powerful the bomb. In addition to these abilities that can be realized with the strength of mental power, it is a kind of power possessed by others.

No superpowers.

The biggest power of writing gods is face imitation. Relatively speaking, it is a defensive power, not offensive. More importantly, each power user only has one or two powers. This is impossible.

What has changed is also their biggest weakness.

"Come again?"

Just when Yang Xin jumped to another position, mental power immediately began to gather on the ground. Yang Xin sneered and his mental power immediately captured the fuse of control. He slapped it with a palm, and a powerful ball of energy rushed straight towards it.

And go.

With a "Boom!" sound, it exploded on the flat football field, and ripples of energy immediately appeared in the space, swinging away like water waves.

At this time, a broken body fell out, Shuishen's left hand was crippled, and his body was covered in blood. He slowly climbed up from the ground, half-kneeling on the ground, staring at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Yang Xin walked slowly in front of him.

"Suffer death!" Yang Xin's eyes flashed with ferocious murderous intent, and there was another ball of white energy on his palm.

At this moment, a figure immediately appeared on Yang Xin's left side, followed immediately by a blast of ice, which instantly froze Yang Xin's entire body.

"Ge Ming... well done!" The corners of Shuishen's mouth curved, revealing the joy of revenge and a sinister element.

Three spiritual bombs were immediately placed on Yang Xin's body. Yang Xin was also panicked. It was too late for the essence in his body to surge out. He watched the three spiritual bombs spinning rapidly, and the concentrated spiritual power

Increases geometrically.

Ge Ming did not expect that his team leader would do this. The three spiritual bombs could even affect him and crush him together.

"You all go to death together! You idiots!" The writer yelled ferociously at Yang Xin and the others, and his body quickly merged into the fantasy space with his mental power.

Ge Ming's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly let go of the weapon in his right hand. His powerful mental power immediately covered his body into a barrier.

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion, and the entire illusion space quickly faded away. Yang Xin was in the mud of the explosion, using his essence to protect his body. Waves of energy ripples hit the entire green field like water waves.

The policemen who had just been surrounding the two corpses heard a loud noise behind them, turned around suddenly, and looked at the huge crater created by the explosion in shock.

In the mud and mist of the huge pit, a figure loomed.

The Shushen was a hundred meters away from the football field. Ge Ming, whose spiritual energy was affected, was blown up to the viewing platform. Yang Xin, like a Buddha statue, slowly raised his blood-red eyes and stared at the Shushen in front of him.

He tilted up slightly, sneered, opened the clenched fist of his right hand, and quickly sucked the dagger on his calf into his palm.

The dagger flashed a cold light, like the eyes of a wolf in the dark forest.

"I want you to die!!"

He murmured a word from the corner of his mouth, bowed his body slightly, and suddenly rushed away with force under his feet. It was like a sharp arrow passing through the water, with afterimages and mud splashing behind him.

Shuishen's mental power was completely exhausted in the last three mental bombs. He looked at Yang Xin and rushed towards him like a mad cow, with murderous intent in his heart like a cold wind.

I was shocked, "How is that possible!!"

Without realizing it, Yang Xin was already standing in front of him, a hint of amusement suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"it's over!"

The dagger slashed through the air with lightning speed, slicing into Shuishen's throat. Shuishen's pupils dilated rapidly, and his mouth opened in shock and could no longer be closed.

The people around him were stunned and had no idea what this was. They only felt dizzy for a while. What happened in front of them was beyond the scope of what their brains could distinguish.

At this moment, a black figure descended from the sky onto the wall. He was seen waving his arms. Everyone in the gymnasium, except Yang Xin, all fainted on the ground. Yang Xin looked over coldly.

"Is it him?" Yang Xin felt suspicious, why would he encounter him in everything? At this time, Ge Ming had already slipped away quietly when Yang Xin went to kill Shuishen.

The powerful C-level mental power of the God of Writing suddenly poured into Yang Xin's brain. Yang Xin only felt that his brain was sluggish for a few milliseconds before he came back to his senses.

At this time, the black shadow standing on the high wall, after being entrusted by spiritual power, glided down like a black eagle and came to Yang Xin.

"They have erased their memories. They will wake up in three minutes. Please clean up the scene." The man in black was the superpower who appeared when Yang Xin killed Chachai last time.

"Why do you come so promptly every time?" Yang Xin said angrily. Although he knew that he was not from Organization Z, he was not used to someone who didn't understand him always watching around him. To him, this was

A time bomb.

"Okay, I also want to participate in the battle just now, but I am not a superpower who is good at fighting, and I believe that the three spiritual bombs are not effective on you." The other party spread his hands and said, Yang Xin sneered and looked.

He looked at the corpses on the ground. "Then please clean up this place too. I believe you have a better way than me."

"Uh...okay."

The other party was speechless for a while. He came to help him clear up his troubles. Now he seems to have become his assistant. Of course, he will not have any complaints. This is also a task given by the top of the organization. Maybe he will become Mu Xin's man in the future.

, where is my boss?

"Don't be depressed, I need to destroy the camera system here and retrieve the video just now."

Yang Xin took a few steps and then turned back and said. Yang Xin could not feel a trace of murderous intent from him, so he spoke so kindly. He spread his hands and said nothing.

Yang Xin looked at the broken clothes on his body, and felt helpless for a while, but it was already very surprising to him. He thought that the three spirit bombs could dismember him, but he didn't expect that they only blew up the essence on the surface of the body and reached the physical body.

Above that, the intensity is no longer enough to cause harm.

"It seems to be the physical strength in the later stage of Qi gathering, right?" Yang Xin shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

After Yang Xin walked away, the man in black reached out to Shuishen's body, waved his hand, and fell into a black crystal on his hand. This black crystal was his solid space, that is, storage.

A being like a monk is trained by spiritual power. However, as the level of training increases, his solid space will become larger and larger, so large that it can become a real battlefield.

After he finished disposing of the other corpses, they automatically became invisible in the air.

Yang Xin saw all this in the camera, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. What level of strength did the person following him reach? How powerful would the organization be that could allow him to carry out his mission with all his heart?

ah?

Yang Xincai realized that he still knew too little about the world. He knew nothing about the existence of these people and the secrets of these organizations.
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