fifth form

Chapter 1953: All injured
The length of time in the spiritual world is completely different from real time.

Just as a person can live out his entire life in one night of dreaming, or he can encounter something terrifying in an instant and wake up in fear. The length of time is not determined by how much time has passed in reality.

There was still a height of more than ten meters between them, and Zhang Xuezhou did not expect Pei Jing to stop and look at him.

A stationary person is very easy to lock onto, but once the other person starts running madly, the difficulty of accurately locking onto him will undoubtedly increase dramatically.

After all, there are conditions for locking onto an opponent using methods such as mana and spirit, otherwise there is no need to extend the distance.

Zhang Xuezhou, Ren Anran and others were able to lock onto their opponents and hit them as soon as they opened fire. This meant that their opponents had been locked onto them from the moment they slowly stepped into the venue, and no matter how they ran or hid, it was useless.

However, if these opponents enter the field in the fastest way and leave the sight of Zhang Xuezhou and others in a short time, it will not be easy to lock them in place.

Zhang Xuezhou stood on the top of Shuiyun Pavilion and kept circling around and staring at Pei Jing. He tried to lock on him many times but to no avail. However, Zhang Xuezhou did not expect Pei Jing to come to him on his own initiative, which allowed him, who had been squatting, to directly launch the deterrent and suppressing pressure brought by the realm technique in a short time.

With his Divine Ability Realm cultivation combined with the ability of the sixth chapter of mental enhancement, Zhang Xuezhou can suppress almost 99% of the sixth sequence people.

Even a sixth-sequence figure like Zhang Qiaoen has to endure his intimidating influence.

Zhang Xuezhou was not worried that his intimidation would not be able to affect Pei Jing, but the possibility of him defeating Pei Jing by relying on mental intimidation was very slim.

But Zhang Xuezhou did not think of defeating Pei Jing by relying on his own strength. He just wanted to create an opportunity for Song Fengying to escape and reunite.

Moreover, Zhou Rihui is chasing him from behind. If he can hold on a little longer, perhaps Zhou Rihui and Pei Jing will meet.

But Zhang Xuezhou was not sure whether he could delay the confrontation in the spiritual world.

He mobilized all his magic power, and the lavender magic light continued to wash over his body, guiding the power brought by the pressure of the realm.

The expected mental backlash came as expected. Zhang Xuezhou opened his mouth slightly, and did not dare to relax the deterrent force of suppression.

He looked down and saw a slender sword that was so sharp that it made people's heart frightened coming up.

Zhang Xuezhou felt as if his neck was pierced and his face turned pale.

Although he knew that this piercing feeling was a spiritual one, the sword light in his eyes seemed to pierce his neck. This feeling could easily make people feel fear and avoid it.

When a sharp object pierces your eyes, even if you know the opponent is faking it, your eyes will involuntarily close and lower their guard. It is extremely difficult to overcome this instinctive feeling.

But Zhang Xuezhou knew very well that once he showed fear and dodged, Pei Jing would inevitably break free from the deterrent control.

If Pei Jing was proficient in mental counterattack, he would only need a moment to fall into the opponent's mental world, and be pierced and killed by this sharp sword until his mental imprint was erased and disappeared.

The risk of mental confrontation is extremely high. The reason why such high risk rarely occurs in the other world is very simple. The realm difference brings an irreparable gap. Everyone suppresses across the realm difference of two levels, and in the face of the absolute realm gap, few people can have pure mental power to resist successfully.

And what stood in front of Zhang Xuezhou was a purely powerful sword.

If he had to choose an appropriate name, Zhang Xuezhou would like to call it Jianyi.

Like Zhang Qiaoen's knife, Pei Jing's sword is almost as powerful.

This is the direction that Ren Yisheng has been researching. Ren Yisheng has always wanted to figure out why Zhang Qiaoen and others, who have never practiced spiritual strengthening, can make their spirits so pure and powerful that their edge is so sharp and unstoppable.

This was not only envied by Ren Yisheng, but also by Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Qiaoen's sword intent and Pei Jing's sword intent are both sharp and unstoppable, while Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng's deterrent and suppression capabilities are more like overwhelming pressure. Once their pressure is broken, the two will fall into a passive position and even trigger a backlash.

If one could make his mental abilities have similar sharp penetration, it would certainly greatly enhance the mental suppression power of everyone, and even achieve the goal of using the weak to defeat the strong in the sequence, rather than just a few special cases like Zhang Xuezhou and others.

"town!"

Zhang Xuezhou growled.

When he used all his strength to suppress it, he felt his head swell, and his nose began to be unable to bear the pressure, and blood fell from his nose like water. Zhang Xuezhou's eyes turned red.

When he stared down at Pei Jing, he felt as if he was staring into the abyss, and the flames of the abyss were burning and appeared all around him.

“It’s backlashing!”

Zhang Xuezhou felt terrible.

But vaguely, he saw that Pei Jing's heart-pounding sword was also shaking constantly, and even Pei Jing's figure began to appear.

He was suffering from the backlash, and Pei Jing's sword intent was also collapsing.

The result of an all-out fight is that both sides suffer losses.

This result is neither good nor bad. The reason why it is not good is naturally that Zhang Xuezhou finds it difficult to restrain Pei Jing. The reason why it is not bad is that the result is better than Zhang Xuezhou imagined. This mental confrontation is much stronger than that on Zhang Qiaoen.

"Ah~"

Pei Jing held his head and screamed, his body twitching like a person who had been electrocuted.

He had been standing firmly on the eaves, but his feet could no longer keep their balance. He staggered a few steps and fell down.

Zhang Xuezhou only felt his eyes go dark and dizzy. When he saw Pei Jing's body falling down and hitting the outer eaves of Shuiyun Pavilion repeatedly, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

"Fall to death, you bastard!"

He cursed under his breath, and his feet couldn't help but go weak.

When Zhang Xuezhou was blown by the wind and waves on the top of Shuiyun Pavilion, he also felt his feet were empty.

When he was shocked, he saw the man tumbling down.

“Teng…Tengyun…”

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands weakly for several times. The mental pain and surge of magic power caused by the backlash made Zhang Xuezhou fail in his spells repeatedly.

“Shelter from the wind!”

If Zhang Xuezhou had any means of first aid, he could only use the Wind Avoidance Technique to gain some assistance, but the Wind Avoidance Technique did not mean that he would not die if he fell from a height.

In the past, the Emperor and Empress of Kunlun Holy Land equipped Zhang Xuezhou with a celestial robe to prevent him from falling to his death, which could allow Zhang Xuezhou to fall to the ground without getting hurt.

At this moment, he flapped his hands weakly for a few times, unable to stop falling.

His body rolled and fell on the eaves of Shuiyun Pavilion, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he could hardly control his body.

When he fell and hit the slightly warm body, Zhang Xuezhou heard a low curse and realized that he had hit Pei Jing, who might have stabilized his body, and knocked him down.

With the help of Pei Jing's blocking, Zhang Xuezhou's body was buffered a lot.

At this moment, he did not hope that magic or fighting skills would be of any use. Instead, he stretched out his hands and grabbed around, trying to grab something to steady his body.

When he rolled and fell again, Zhang Xuezhou felt his right hand tighten, and his body fell heavily and was pulled up again.

In his blurred vision, Zhang Xuezhou saw a familiar noose already put on his right hand.

Along with the sound of glazed tiles shattering under heavy stomping, Zhou Rihui also rushed over from behind, cursing.

Until this moment, Zhang Xuezhou finally recovered from the thought of falling and dying.