Two Dimensional Journey

However, Zhang Xiang was only stunned for a moment, and he recovered. wap.wuxiaspot.com

The stainless steel spear in his hand, although it was accompanied by his stunned and slow shot, he still chased him closely. It had already pierced his clothes and touched his flesh and blood. .

That kind of terrifying breath of death instantly swept through his body.

It made him feel the fear and the hair standing up, and he felt a burst of excitement aroused from his brain and spread throughout his body.

Instead, a smile appeared on his face.

This is his perversion. The more dangerous it is, the closer it is to the abyss of death, the more it can excite him.

At the same time, the thin silky fishing line also took the hook and took the number plate off his chest.

‘It’s a shame...there are so delicious green apples that I haven’t tasted before, so are you leaving? ! Hisuo looked at the familiar fishing line, and naturally knew who had waved it.

Because of this, Xiaojie's unexpected performance made him more excited.

However, at this moment, the Il fan who appeared behind Hisuo, who should have been too late to save Hisoso, did something unexpected.

He didn't make any sound, but a few nails were aroused.

It's just that the direction that those nails lased was not Zhang Xiang, but Hisuo in front of him and Xiaojie in the distance.

If this performance of the other party was seen by other people who didn't know the truth, he might regard Ilfan as someone who wanted to kill Hisuo and Xiaojie.

However, Zhang Xiang knew that Yi Erfan was saving Hisuo. Look. Wool. Line. Chinese. Text. Net

Because he was betting, he was betting Zhang Xiang to go back to save Xiaojie, and gave up on attacking Hisuo.

The spikes shot at Xiaojie are for this purpose.

As for the direction of blasting the nail toward Hisoso, it has two effects.

One is naturally to use the thought power carried on the nail to forcibly change the position of Hisuo's heart, making it slightly offset to one side.

This point was already felt by Zhang Xiang after piercing the tip of the steel spear in his hand into Hiso's chest.

With the experience of killing so many people, he deeply knew that the tip of the stainless steel spear in his hand did not pierce the opponent's heart.

At this time, another effect of the nail hitting Hisoso was already revealed.

At the moment when he was hit by another nail in the back of his head, Hisuo not only showed no painful symptoms, but his eyes suddenly widened, his body suddenly swelled, and his thought ability suddenly exceeded the previous one. It broke out, even hindering the advancement of the steel spear in Zhang Xiang's hand.

At the same time, the spikes that lased had already lased in front of Xiaojie.

And even though Xiaojie, who was just ticking off the number plate, was happy, although he felt the spikes coming from the lasing shot, it was attached to the spikes by Ilmina, and he did not hide it. Xiaojie, who was impacted by his malicious thought ability, was a bit slower.

But such a shot was a fatal existence for him.

At this moment, Zhang Xiang had only two choices.

One is to continue to attack. With his power, even if the steel spear is blocked by the opponent's potential explosion, if he wants to kill Hisuo, even if there is interference from Il fans, it is nothing more than It’s just a second.

However, within this second, I am afraid that Xiaojie has been shot through his brain and hung up directly.

"You really made a good friend." Zhang Xiang sighed with regret, and suddenly disappeared in front of Hisuo.

And in the next moment, he already appeared in front of the young lady, his right hand stretched out a few vain times but all the nails were caught.

At the same time, the pupils of Hisuo's eyes shrank suddenly.

Because the speed that Zhang Xiang showed just now far exceeds what he showed when he just attacked.

And at this moment, Ilmi also rushed to his side.

In an instant, he stroked his right hand, but took out a few long nails from Hisuo.

It's just that at the moment when the nails were taken out, his face was extremely ruddy, his body exploded from his body far exceeding the usual thought power, but he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, his face pale to the extreme.

However, he still caught his head.

"Thank you." Hisuo paled and said weakly.

Because, he deeply knows that Yi Erfan was saving him just now.

You know, this trick of Yierfan moves other people's internal organs, and it also stimulates the human body's potential. It is not for saving people, but for killing.

You know, the internal organs are all softer things.

Once the movement is excessive, a large amount of internal bleeding will immediately occur and die.

Il fans have relied on this trick to kill many people. (The internal organs are messed up.)

As for the trick that stimulates the human body's potential, it is usually used by Il fans when they are above the subordinates under their control, so that they can stimulate their full potential to launch a suicide attack on the enemy.

This kind of trick to stimulate the human body's potential not only damages the body, but also the future vitality.

If the wastage is excessive, it is impossible to make up for it.

Therefore, after Ilfan let him escape the mortal ending, he immediately removed the spike from his body.

The purpose is to prevent him from exploding with excessive potential and die.

However, it was at this time that Yi Erfan said a horrifying remark.

"No thanks, it's all about collecting money!" Irfan didn't know when he had already restored his original appearance.

The other party has a black long straight long hair, a handsome cheek that has always maintained a flat expression, and a body shape of about 1.85 meters. The whole person is elegant but slightly It feels cold.

But the most attractive thing is his dark eyes.

His eyes were black and shiny, like an abyss, they could draw all the light in.

This is the eldest son of this generation of Beat Enemy Ke family, beat Enemy Ke Yier.

A good killer with very few changes in his expression, it is difficult to figure out what he is thinking, and who does things very regularly.