Psychics don't die from gunfire
Chapter 315: Netherworld Edict
Chapter 315: Netherworld Edict
But the expected crash did not happen.
As Zang Ye Ting stepped out, the sky suddenly became foggy.
With the man at the center, deep purple mist emerged in large clumps, ethereal and invisible, yet with an inexplicable majestic aura.
These mists lingered around Zangye Courtyard, floating unsteadily. From afar, they looked like a majestic immortal god stepping on auspicious colors and controlling the clouds.
——Psionic skills: [Netherworld Purple Qi].
The next moment, protected by endless fog, Zang Yeting turned into a long purple rainbow that streaked across the sky. In just a few breaths, it broke through the sound barrier and approached the car in the distance!
When they were about to arrive, Zang Yeting pressed his five fingers slightly -
At some point, a wooden-framed folding fan appeared in his hand. The dark blue surface of the fan had a metallic luster, and on each fold of the fan there was a line of dark purple seal characters running vertically and horizontally.
——Zang Ye Ting swung the fan downwards!
In an instant, the rolling purple air gathered into a river, which then split into several tributaries, completely covering the moving car from all directions.
Just as the curtain formed by purple air was about to completely wrap around the car, a spark suddenly lit up, and in the next moment, the spark burst into life, and a violent flame gushed out, burning away the surrounding mist.
Didn't take advantage of the opportunity to move out again.
After launching this attack, Kurano Ting stopped and did not make any new moves.
After a few seconds, the car below also slowly stopped.
Snap.
As the man watched, the car door was pushed open by a well-proportioned and powerful hand.
First came the young man in a coat, then Ailu in a baseball cap, and finally Lapis Lazuli also floated out.
Kurano Ting's gaze stayed on the latter two for only a brief moment, and then turned to the young man who walked out first.
"The stars in the sky, the Southern Dipper gives birth to the Southern Dipper, Song Shi."
In the purple mist, Zang Yeting landed lightly in front of the sedan. He smiled and said, "Are you interested in coming to Zang's house?"
"My eleventh sister is sweet and innocent, and she is the most likable. My seventh sister is well-read and can be said to be knowledgeable. My fifth sister is usually well-behaved, but in fact she has her own ideas and is determined—"
Zang Ye Ting folded his folding fan together and said, "Do you want to talk to them?"
"What can I say?" Song Shi looked at him for a few seconds and sighed, "Why do you always offer your daughter as your first move to recruit people?"
"They are my sisters." Kurano Ting corrected him and said frankly: "In fact, I don't think you will accept it at all, but for their happiness, I am willing to try a little longer."
Song Shi smiled: "How come I don't know that I have the ability to make people happy?"
"Being able to be your bedside companion and share a portion of your kindness is the greatest happiness." Cang Ye Ting shook his head slightly: "No one dares to bully or humiliate me. I can get whatever I want and whatever I desire."
The man asked back: "If this is not happiness, then what is?"
"That's fine." Song Shi yawned, "Unfortunately I don't accept it."
Zang Yeting slightly opened his folding fan: "I'm sorry, well, actually I'm not that sorry."
"It's okay." Song Shi slowly raised the corner of his mouth: "Your group of affectionate and loving sisters will soon regret it."
Zang Yeting's folding fan opened an inch again, and he gradually smiled: "What a great momentum."
"This is not about whether you are angry or not."
"Feng Yuan, Lin Changge, Wen Xuanye, Nagihiko Chinen, Xu Liuyuan"
These talented people who were once mentioned on par with him were now like dumplings being dropped into the air and were mentioned by the other party in a series of sentences.
"Want to kill me? You should first call these people to form a team, then you will have a chance."
"Well then." Zang Ye Ting showed no sign of anger. He said gently, "Please teach me."
"Okay." Song Shi smiled and said, "I'll send you on your way right away." Before he finished speaking, Lapis Lazuli and Ai Lu retreated violently to the outside, and Zang Yeting's folding fan was completely opened again!
——Psionic Skills: [Majestic].
The endless surging purple mist, at this moment, burst out with an incomparable and tangible momentum. Just a light brush, a layer of the ground was flattened. The car seemed to be run over by a hydraulic press. The shell was dented, the body collapsed, and then it exploded violently.
But in this purple mist, the power of the explosion was significantly reduced. Only a little fire was seen, and it was immediately submerged in the vast purple mist.
A new fire lit up.
It swelled up in the wind and suddenly expanded, and the red-gold flames roared and raged, trying to burn the purple mist to ashes.
And behind the flame tide was Song Shi, whose flames burned wildly, and who was swirling against the dark fire flow——
Dragging the flaming blade for dozens of meters, he slashed towards Zang Ye Ting!
There was a purple glow in Zang Ye Ting's pupils, and rolling mist rose up, but the moment the two touched, the entire sea of purple mist was separated!
If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see a deep black current running straight through the sea of fog, splitting the tide in two and even preventing it from healing for a long time.
——What an amazing evil spirit.
Kurano Ting raised his brows.
[Netherworld Purple Qi] is combined with the Netherworld, which is uncertain in reality and has many effects such as protection, buffering, weakening, and destruction, while [Massive] makes it more majestic, towering and magnificent, further enhancing it.
However, under the opponent's dark flames filled with murderous aura, the Netherworld Purple Qi that he summoned was actually cut off by a single blow.
No, it's not just a matter of evil spirit.
The other party's spiritual power is higher than your own.
That's how it should be.
As it should be.
Without such powerful practice, even if he won, how could there be anything worthy of praise?
Zang Yeting suppressed his joy and was about to take a step back into the sea of purple mist, but a terrifying red light suddenly appeared in the depths of his pupils.
——You’re coming so quickly!
The moment the strike was made, without any pause, Song Shi approached instantly, and then, the second strike was launched!
It was too late to dodge. Zang Yeting's eyes flashed, and he thrust out his folding fan towards the violent and dark waterfall.
Even the sound slowed down a bit.
You can see the purple mist sea that originally filled an area of thousands of meters in radius.
The surging purple air collapsed and caved in almost the instant of collision with the even more surging wave of disaster flames. The pitch-black flames swept in all directions like a prairie fire, as if to engulf everything completely!
But the more terrifying killing power comes from the enemy's military force.
Even though he had already expected it, Zang Yeting was still shocked when he used his folding fan to wrap himself in the vast purple air and to withstand the heavy killing blow. He felt the unmatched powerful force and the extremely fierce and murderous aura that went straight to his heart and soul.
First the fan bones trembled, then the destructive force spread to the five fingers, penetrated deep into the bone meridians, and continued to climb and spread.
With just one strike, Zang Ye Ting felt that his entire right arm holding the folding fan had lost sensation.
How could it be so much stronger than expected?
If the other party had been holding back in the past just for this moment, then this meticulous forbearance——
Wonderful and enjoyable.
In the first round, I was indeed one step behind!
Zang Yeting laughed heartily, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward and rushed towards Song Shi.
The man opened the folding fan to its limit.
On the golden iron fan divided into six folds, in the first fold, the dark purple seal characters that were originally arranged in a winding, primitive and blurred manner began to become clear and light up one by one.
Psionic Skills: [Netherworld Edict].
——The first order: "Stop the fire"!
(End of this chapter)
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