Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 297 Illusionist

The Nine Princes of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, who were originally high-spirited, felt a little humbled and marginalized among this group of noble sons who were also born noble.

In the universe, the sense of regional honor and imperial honor is very strong. If a superpower appears in a certain empire, every citizen of this empire will be honored. When they go to other star fields, they will be asked about their origin by the locals. , Mention the name of the strong man in his hometown, and he will feel more face.

Even some interstellar bandits will specifically plunder the caravans from those weak empires, but let them pass through those caravans from powerful empires.

All these have created a very strange chain of contempt in the universe. Citizens of strong countries will despise weak countries, and this is also the case in these aristocratic circles.

first world area.

In an ordinary residential building, Luo Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a strange change in his whole demeanor.

"Finally understand the second kind of mystery. This time, I will definitely be able to enter the stage of the final battle!" Luo Feng's eyes were cold, full of confidence, and he pulled out the blood shadow sword with a "squeaky" sound, "The time to hunt arrive!"

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In that gorgeous spaceship, princes and princesses from various star regions of the Ganwu universe were talking and laughing, when a sudden exclamation attracted everyone's attention.

"Brolin, your Black Dragon Mountain Empire has produced a real dark horse. Look at this man, there were more than 1000 people just now, and now, my God, there are more than 800 people!"

On a screen next to the overall ranking, the names of empires were displayed. Originally, the number of people in the Black Dragon Mountain Empire who had passed the qualifiers had always been 0, but just a few minutes ago, it suddenly became 1.

On the total score leaderboard, a name from the Black Dragon Mountain Empire is refreshing the ranking at an almost jumping speed. It feels like killing enemies every moment.

Contestant: No. [-] Jiang (Black Dragon Mountain Empire)
Points: 1023629
Ranking: 861
"Haha, this No. [-] Jiang is a genius carefully cultivated by my Black Dragon Mountain Empire. I didn't expect to suddenly exert strength after a long time! I guess I am not familiar with the situation at the beginning..." Brolin said with a big smile.

"Haha, not bad, this time a real genius appeared in your Black Dragon Mountain Starfield, Brolin, why don't you buy us a drink later!"

"Extremely extreme, Brolin hasn't entertained guests for a long time, is it possible that the universe coins your father gave you are not enough?"

"No problem, let's go to the Monroe bar later!"

talking--

brush.

The screen was refreshed again, and Jiang No. [-]'s ranking had risen by dozens of places. The names were chasing after each other, sometimes rising and sometimes falling, but Jiang No. [-] was able to maintain the momentum of continuous rise.

"This is too perverted, what is this guy doing, why can he get points so quickly? Doesn't it take time to fight?" A prince from the Qinghuang Starfield asked curiously.

Ding Tianhou Shizi in the middle also showed doubts on his face, "Come here, lock the big screen on the contestant named Jiang No. [-]!"

One of the guards next to him came out, went to the side of the big screen and operated the instrument a few times, the central big screen went off first, then turned on again, and a bald boy appeared on the screen.

"Killed another one...continue!"

Jiang No. [-] turned into a golden meteor and flew towards the nearest red dot area on the map.

"This flying speed is really not easy!" Ding Tianhou Shizi said with his eyes brightened, staring at the screen.

"I'm afraid this guy has already mastered the law of space or the law of wind. Only in this way, the flying speed will be faster than others in the virtual universe!" The third prince of Qinghuang Starfield explained.

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and the Ninth Prince Brolin also stood watching, his face was full of joy, the previous gloom was swept away, and he suddenly felt that this golden figure looked familiar...

In the picture, Jiang No. [-] quickly approached a warrior, and then the golden light flashed, and then the warrior's body slowly disappeared.

"So fast?"

"Did you see clearly?"

"Is this dead? I still know that martial artist. He is a genius in the Toca star field. The original law of the wind system has entered the first layer, so he died?"

In the hall of the gorgeous spaceship, the princes and princesses were all surprised by Jiang No. [-]'s performance.

As soon as the screen changed, Jiang No. [-]'s figure flew to another place, where two true geniuses were fighting.

One of them was wearing a blood-colored battle suit, holding a 5-meter-long blue long knife in his hand, and opposite him was a psychic master who took the route of an illusionist, who could use the power of psychic thoughts to drag opponents into illusions. middle.

"That's... Nan Mengli from Rambo Starfield!
He is a very talented illusionist. Once an immortal military master personally accepted him as a disciple, and was later taken by that immortal to wander the universe. His strength is very strong! "

"His opponent is not an unknown person. His name is Shang Gongjing. He is from the Kunmeng Empire. He is a direct disciple of the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword. ! However, in terms of reputation, it is a little bit inferior."

"Do you think... this Jiang No. [-] will sneak attack?"

"Probably not, Nan Mengli has already found him!"

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Jiang No. [-] stood on a hill with his arms folded, waiting for the two to decide the winner.

After all, sneak attacks are not his style, and he has enough strength, so there is no need to resort to unscrupulous means.

Shang Gongjing closed his eyes tightly, and Nan Mengli was also working hard to control the secret technique, invading his sea of ​​consciousness, and controlling it. At the same time, a transparent flying knife as thin as a cicada's wing was controlled by the power of thought to shoot To Shang Gongjing's heart.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

Although his consciousness is immersed in fantasy, Shang Gongjing's physical body is extremely sensitive to crises because of years of sword practice. Without self-control, his subconscious will control his arm to swing the sword to fight back.

This was the point of the stalemate between the two. Nan Mengli was good at illusion, but his attack strength was not strong enough. The transparent throwing knife had been chopped off many times.

"What a tough guy! There's another guy who came to die next to me, but he didn't leave when he saw me, so he had to use that trick..."

Nan Mengli used illusion to control Shang Gongjing, and at the same time allocated part of his mental power to use the cicada wing flying knife secret method.

"Blade Strike Wind Tornado!"

Nan Mengli's face turned pale, and performing two secret techniques at the same time was very exhausting for him. A total of 13 cicada-winged flying knives were entangled with each other, gradually forming a tiny air current around them.

Then, the airflow continued to rotate and expand, forming a sharp-edged tornado with a diameter of three meters.

On the edge of the tornado, one could see the blades of the cicada-winged flying knives constantly cutting the air, and the gravel and fallen leaves were quickly crushed into slag after being drawn in.

"go with!"

Nan Mengli let out a low cry, and the tornado formed by sharp blades rushed towards Shang Gongjing at a very strange speed.

Shang Gongjing seemed to feel the threat, his eyelids kept shaking, as if he wanted to forcibly break free from the illusion and wake up.

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