Above the long street, the ground shook, and countless stone edges were like sharp spears, constantly rushing out from under the ground.
Shanhe Biwash's protection immediately became ineffective. Su Pingan hurriedly retreated, but the other men in black did not give him a chance to breathe. Along with the underground attack, endless sound waves also rippled from all directions.
Buzz buzz...
The sound of the piano, the sound of the flute... are like the sound of magic filling the ears.
Su Ping'an felt his head buzzing, and even his literary energy began to fluctuate and showed signs of instability.
"Damn it, we are about to run out of literary energy again!"
Su Pingan's face turned pale.
Although he has been promoted to a literary master, he still cannot use the magical powers in "Journey to the West" for too long.
He first manifested the 'Sun Wukong', and then used the 'Samadhi True Fire' to fight head-on with the opponent's 'Weak Water'. Even the addition of 'Su Ping'an' could not withstand such a level of consumption.
But on the opposite side, there are now nine great writers, all of whom are at a higher level than him. If he hadn't been protected by the sacred weapon Shanhe Brush, he would have met the King of Hell by now.
"Damn it, why haven't the people from the City Patrol Department of the Divine Capital City arrived yet? Don't they need to patrol the city if it rains?!"
Su Ping'an was secretly anxious while trying to hold on to the situation.
Just when he was almost unable to bear it under the full force of eight literary masters, a voice suddenly came from within him.
"Idiot, you can't even handle this situation, so you have the nerve to claim to be my master?"
Hearing this voice, Su Ping'an looked happy and his eyes gradually brightened, "Xiao Mian?"
"Don't call me 'Xiao Mian Xiao Mian' so affectionately, call me Emperor Xiao Mian!"
Feng Xiaomian, who had been silent for a long time, finally woke up, and her voice seemed to be more arrogant than before.
Of course, what he said about 'waking up' was just what he thought. Little did he know that Feng Xiaomian had never been asleep at all. However, after experiencing the 'contract crisis' in the border wilderness, Feng Xiaomian did not want to meet him.
For Su Pingan, she just pretended to be asleep. In fact, she had been in the Wenxin tree the whole time, secretly observing Su Pingan's every move.
It wasn't until tonight's attack and seeing Su Ping'an surrounded by danger that she finally couldn't help but 'wake up'.
"You can't handle just these few kittens and puppies. You're too hopeless. Just relax and let me do it!"
Feng Xiaomian spoke very domineeringly and directly, asking for control of Su Ping'an's body, trying not to show off.
Su Ping'an didn't pay attention to Feng Xiaomian's words, and immediately agreed with a smile on his face: "Okay, okay..."
Seeing Su Ping'an being so straightforward, Feng Xiaomian couldn't help but give him a strange look, "Aren't you afraid that I won't give it back to you after I steal your body again?"
Su Pingan replied: "How could it be possible? How could such a good person like Xiao Mian do such a thing? I have always believed in you!"
"Tch, if Jing can say these nice things, only a ghost will believe you!"
He said this, but the corners of the little fox's mouth turned up uncontrollably.
Sure enough, females are all duplicitous, no matter whether you are a human or not.
A hint of guilt flashed in Su Pingan's eyes.
Believe it or not, the problem is that there is nothing he can do if he doesn't believe it now. There are so many literary masters that he really can't handle at the moment, so he can only gamble.
Next, the two of them stopped talking, and then Su Pingan closed his eyes.
With the previous experience, I have become more and more proficient in 'exchanging' consciousness this time.
Uh-huh...
On the long street, 'Su Ping'an' was forced back by the black-clothed assassins of the nine master-level writers. Seeing that the protective shield of Shanhe Brush was about to be breached, the eyes of the black-clothed people couldn't help but glow with joy.
time.
Uh-huh...
'Su Pingan', who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes again, and a strange white light flashed in his eyes. Then Su Pingan's mouth curled up slightly, looking at the nine figures in front of him and said disdainfully: "Nine Wen
So what if you master, if you dare to offend me, I can stab them to death with just one finger!"
This sentence seemed to be spoken to himself, but also to Su Ping'an inside his body.
In order to prove that he was not lying, the little fox then stretched out a hand and clasped it with four fingers. Only the index finger moved forward slightly.
Uh-huh...
Then a finger shadow came out of his hand.
The finger shadow was still illusory at first, but as it continued to advance, the fingers gradually solidified, and then became the same as real ones. In just a blink of an eye, the finger shadow became as big as a pillar, with a roar.
The sound surges through the void, advancing slowly forward.
Although the speed is not fast, it gives people a sense of pressure like overwhelming mountains.
"Ah...everyone, be careful!"
"It's just a magical power at the level of a literary master. Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
"No, there's something wrong with that guy's breath!"
The words just fell, but the reminder was already a bit late.
There was a man in black, relying on his cultivation in the fourth realm of the Literary Master, using all his strength, holding the pen in both hands, and then pouring all his strength into it, he struck out a stroke of pen light against the finger.
The pen is so sharp that it penetrates the night sky of the long street and seems to be able to split the entire street. It is astonishingly powerful.
However, when the light streaked through the void and collided with the ordinary finger, it was as if the little bison met the elephant and was directly crushed by the latter, crushing it with one finger, followed by the other.
There was no damage at all, and it was pushed over like a bulldozer.
"This...how is this possible!"
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the man in black who was in the Fourth Literary Realm almost popped out of his head.
The others' expressions also changed greatly, and they hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.
'Su Ping'an' curled up the corner of her mouth slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she moved her fingers slightly. The huge finger in front immediately accelerated its speed, knocking all nine men in black away with a loud bang.
Puff puff puff...
In an instant, the nine men in black were like thrown sacks. They all flew out and fell dozens of meters away. After falling to the ground, they all opened their mouths and spat out a large mouthful of blood, which was even wet.
The scarf on his face made him look particularly embarrassed.
Some people had their waist bones broken. After falling to the ground, they could not get up and lay on the ground wailing.
At this time, the people in black were completely shocked.
"How...how did this guy become so strong all of a sudden?"
"This aura is not at the level of a literary master at all. Even if Wen Zong is afraid of it, it's not so scary!"
"Damn it, we were cheated?"
"Go quickly..."
After sensing that the strength of 'Su Ping'an' had changed drastically, these men in black saw that they were invincible and immediately wanted to retreat. Then, several of them climbed up with their injuries, took the guy with a broken waist and tried to escape.
"Still want to leave..."
The little fox had no intention of letting them go just like that, so he raised his hand and slapped it into the void.
Uh-huh...
Without warning, another giant hand appeared in the sky. Its palm covered the sky and the sun, like a dragnet, giving people a sense of suffocation that was inevitable and inescapable.
"Damn it!"
The men in black cursed angrily, and then at the critical moment, someone took out more than a dozen gold-level scrolls. Those scrolls had either offensive monsters or defensive magic weapons painted on them. Obviously, these were already...
That guy's family is ruined, but in order to save his life, he doesn't care about that much at the moment.
"go!"
The man in black waved his hand and threw out all the scrolls he had packed at the bottom of the box, and they all materialized instantly.
In an instant, all kinds of monsters and artifacts poured out and crashed into the big hand in the sky.
boom!
However, they still underestimated the power of this hand.
Under the suppression of the big hands, no matter what kind of monsters or defensive equipment they were, they were all smashed into pieces and turned into pieces, disappearing into thin air.
Puff puff puff...
Several of them were shocked to the point of vomiting blood under the remaining strength of their big hands, and all nine of them were dispersed at once.
Three people were shot to death on the spot, and three others were seriously injured. The remaining three were seriously injured. They gritted their teeth and fought for their last breath. They got up again as soon as they fell to the ground. Then they didn't even care about their companions.
