Zhan Jingyi's figure passed through the rays of spiritual radiation, completely ignoring the stopped steps of these paper figures and the slightly opened eyes.
"Ba"......
When Zhan Jingyi passed by a paper man, he broke a piece of spiritual power that was like a thread pulling across the air. Then, there was a burst of broken sound in the air, which was very clear and sweet.
As this sound sounded, the paper man seemed to have lost his support and fell to the ground. The paper man's throat actually made a roaring sound, like a wild beast.
"Feel sorry!"
Zhan Jingyi stopped, looked back at the paper man lying on the ground, and apologized softly.
At the same time, he said: "But to be honest, I haven't actually touched you. If you attack me, it would be an act of aggression!"
While talking, Zhan Jingyi ignored the paper man and continued to stride forward.
But at this moment, his heart was full of vigilance, ready to deal with attacks coming from all directions.
As he moved forward, there were sounds of "bah" and "bah" all around, as if many threads in the air were broken.
This crisp sound was so clear in this silent night that cold sweat began to break out on the faces of the people behind, but Zhan Jingyi seemed not to hear it and continued walking.
In this area, these countless wandering paper figures are particularly weird in themselves and represent danger!
Moreover, for these paper figures, Zhan Jingyi passing through them was tantamount to rudely breaking into their world.
Perhaps the activities of these paper figures have caused great damage, and there seems to be an invisible hatred growing in the air.
But at this moment, Zhan Jingyi chose to ignore them...
From Zhan Jingyi's point of view, I was walking and you were blocking the way. If you don't walk, won't you let others go?
If you don't let me, then you have to squeeze. This is the same as walking normally.
Zhan Jingyi believed that what he did was right.
If there is a mistake, it must be the fault of these paper figures.
If I have nothing to do or am not busy, I might wait and maybe take care of the emotions of these paper figures.
But now, I am in a hurry to get on my way. If they don't give way, that's their problem, and I can't take care of it.
…
Looking at the paper figures that gradually gathered around them, their pale faces were covered with two large pieces of red blush. Their eyes seemed to be unopened, with only a sliver of white showing, cold and indifferent, but lifeless.
There are so many paper figures close together. At first glance, they look exactly like real people. Their expressions are so lifelike that if it weren't for those lifeless eyes, even a living person would believe them.
Especially when so many paper figures were standing there, a gloomy wind blew by, making people shiver all over.
"Boom..."
The next moment, Zhan Jingyi noticed that the air shook violently, as if a stone had been dropped on the calm river, causing layers of water ripples.
It seemed that he destroyed too many threads in the air. This was nothing at first, but now it felt like a still scene. The sudden splash of water on the lake instantly became the most disharmonious factor.
In an instant, there was deathly silence. A pair of cold eyes stared at him, and the air seemed to freeze instantly.
A black mist rose up around Zhan Jingyi's paper figures, and rotten human faces emerged from the black mist and rushed towards him.
I saw faces in the black mist, twisted together, looking like men and women. There were screams from the old and the young, as if a group of women and children were screaming and crying, and the spiritual power struck Zhan Jingyi's body one after another. mind.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the black mist rolling in, Zhan Jingyi's expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand and a pistol appeared in his hand.
"Bang bang bang..."
The pistol in Zhan Jingyi's hand spurted out a stream of flames. This time Aunt Wu brought him 502 bullets specially customized for the characteristics of the paper man world, which were very lethal to the paper man.
The black mist in front of him suddenly appeared in mid-air, and three fist-sized holes were punched out. Not only that, but there was a stream of black smoke burning at the edge of the wound in each hole.
As the black mist flowed, Zhan Jingyi relied on his extraordinary speed to quickly move his position, while on the other hand he raised his pistol and continuously fired at the black mist.
"Bang bang bang..."
The special bullets traced a peculiar trajectory in the air, and each shot accurately hit the black mist even while moving quickly.
The tricky angles, accurate hit rate, and elusiveness make it a one-sided killing.
Every bullet blasted a hole in Heiwu's body. Heiwu, who was originally half a man tall, was beaten to pieces in the blink of an eye.
…
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from a place not far from him.
He turned around and saw a pair of flower girls walking down the hill not far away. Those flower girls were the same flower girls he saw on the lake that night.
"Pa bang..."
As the pair of flower girls appeared, gusts of cold wind blew by, and the red lanterns originally hanging around the hill were extinguished at the same time, plunging the entire hill into darkness.
But soon, the lantern that had been extinguished was lit again, but the previous lantern was red.
But now...it is all white lanterns.
This time, it seemed that the event had changed from a happy event to a mourning event.
This change made Zhan Jingyi a little silent. Could it be that he had killed too many paper figures?
On this happy day, a funeral was immediately held. Do you want to burn some paper to express your feelings?
But he also felt that with the relit white lanterns around him, there was a rather dangerous aura floating in the air.
next moment.
When he looked at the pair of flower girls, Zhan Jingyi was stunned for a moment. Why was there only one flower girl?
There were originally two flower girls, but now, only the girl is left hanging in the air.
Under the illumination of the white lantern, the little face was pale, and he let out a burst of laughter like silver bells.
He smiled so hard that he felt chills running down his back.
At the same time, a burst of "hee hee hee" laughter suddenly came from behind Zhan Jingyi.
Hearing this weird laughter, Zhan Jingyi's face suddenly froze.
It felt like someone had stuffed a poisonous snake into his collar, and all the hairs on his body could not help but stand up.
Before he could turn back in time, Zhan Jingyi hit the ground with his feet and lunged forward. Even though he reacted quickly, he only felt a chill on his back and a few scratches appeared on his back.
A little careless, Zhan Jingyi suddenly turned around and saw the little paper boy, half a man tall, standing behind him at some point, his hands covered in blood.
Seeing Zhan Jingyi turn around and look at him, the little boy put the blood in his hand into his mouth, as if tasting the taste of his blood. Soon, an intoxicated look appeared on the little boy's face.
Such a strange scene sent chills down the backs of Aunt Wu and others who were watching from a distance.
Not to mention that the anger in Zhan Jingyi's eyes was already burning.
…
"Bang bang bang"...
A series of bullets were fired from Zhan Jingyi's gun and shot towards the little boy. The little boy did not dodge, and several bullets hit his chest.
The little boy grinned and trembled slightly, and the bullets fell from his clothes.
This special bullet has an effect on the black mist just now, but it seems to have no effect on the pair of paper flower girls.
Seeing this situation, Zhan Jingyi silently put the pistol back into the gun bag on his waist and took off the Tang Dao from his back.
"Don't think that because you are children, I won't dare to hit you. If you do it again, I won't be polite."
Following his voice, the little boy's cold eyes looked in the direction of Zhan Jingyi.
The next moment, the little boy's right hand was held in the air. In his hand, there seemed to be a long sword intertwined with invisible spiritual radiation. Suddenly, the little boy's hand was waved in the direction of Zhan Jingyi.
"Boom" sound.
A gas explosion seemed to form in the air, and spiritual radiation radiated fiercely. In Zhan Jingyi's eyes, a giant sword nearly two meters long and twenty centimeters wide appeared in the air.
This huge spiritual sword came to Zhan Jingyi in the blink of an eye, seeming to pierce him.
When the giant sword rushed in front of Zhan Jingyi, he had no intention of dodging, but just looked at the sword quietly.
The intense mental radiation caused by the flying sword was like a strong wind, blowing the hem of his clothes.
"laugh!"
At the moment when the giant sword was about to come, Zhan Jingyi's pupils shrank slightly, and twisted mental power surged forward in front of him, as if an invisible force shot forward.
At this moment, Zhan Jingyi also released his own mental impact. At this time, it can be seen that the mental impact he released did not seem to be as powerful as that long sword.
At least, in terms of momentum, it seems to be smaller.
But in the comparison of mental strength, whoever has more momentum will never win.
The mental power released by Zhan Jingyi surged forward. Compared with the long sword, the density and power of his mental power were stronger.
The false long sword made of spiritual radiation was instantly blocked by this force. The confrontation between the two spiritual powers, the opponent's powerful spiritual power was transmitted to Zhan Jingyi, causing him to slide backwards with his feet on the ground. Two deep ditches were cut.
"Snapped……"
But at the same time, the speed of the false long sword formed by mental power became slower and slower, and finally it slowly stopped less than ten centimeters away from Zhan Jingyi's face.
Then, with a snap, the spiritual sword shattered into pieces in the air.
Fragments of mental power flew out to the surroundings, disappearing bit by bit in the air, becoming invisible mental fluctuations and scattering into the surroundings.
"You've beaten enough, it's my turn!" Immediately, Zhan Jingyi pointed his Tang Dao at the little boy.
