Chapter 15: Seven Snake Pan Detectives! Bloody explosion! The two gods! (two)
At this moment, the battlefield where Yao Ruoyu and Hao were in was in a mess. There was no living thing within a hundred meters, and all of them were broken limbs. Hao, who was driven crazy by the psychic explosion, turned into a twisted mass covering a hundred meters. Flesh and blood, with countless tentacles of flesh and blood extending out of it, swallowing up an unknown amount of life force.
But there was still no way. Yao Ruoyu's mind blast directly attacked the soul. No matter how much life force Hao devoured, he still couldn't stop the damage of the mind blast.
Through the mental scan, he saw Feng Kewen rushing towards him with a gun. Yao Ruoyu's eyes were as cold as knives. He had never been so angry as at this moment, especially when Cai Xudong, Li Shuting and Chen Weijia were seriously injured one after another, and the anger boiling in his chest became even more raging.
(These... are all my friends! The ones I cherish, the most precious partners now... And you, how dare you hurt my most precious friends... go to hell!)
Yao Ruoyu didn't notice that just when he was furious, deep in the soul fire, a simple round mirror was looming in it. As his anger intensified, the simple round mirror became clearer.
With a flick of his finger, he fired a psychic blast that made Hao roar and kneel on the ground. Yao Ruoyu turned around and pointed at Feng Kewen. The sword evolved into a ray of light that filled dozens of square meters, covering the direction of Feng Kewen in an instant.
But before the sword soul cover was wiped out, a bright light suddenly surged from the bottom of the light, and then Feng Kewen was seen jumping out from it holding the two-meter-long red spear, with a layer of translucent mist flowing around him. It was that layer of mist that blocked the sword spirit's attack.
When he was still ten meters away from Yao Ruoyu, Feng Kewen suddenly stood still, stared at Yao Ruoyu sharply, and said solemnly: "Which team do you belong to?"
"Captain of the Central Continent Team, Yao Ruoyu." Yao Ruoyu didn't care at all about the sharp eyes of the other party and answered directly.
Nodding, Feng Kewen suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Wushang and I have no hostility in coming here this time. We just want to pick up our teammates. You have already killed one of them before, so we don't need revenge. How about just letting me pick up that team member?"
"Not so good!" Yao Ruoyu said coldly, "Your team members came here to kill them, and they even got into contact with several of our partners. If they couldn't kill them, they wanted to take them away? Where in the world can such good things happen!"
"It is true that there are no such good things," Feng Kewen sighed lightly, slowly raised the spear in his right hand, and said solemnly, "Then it seems that we have to fight, okay, let me see if you are qualified to join Come to the Alliance of Gods!"
"Hmph!" Yao Ruoyu didn't have any contempt for his arrogant words. After all, the opponent's strength was there. Even someone as strong as Chen Weijia was beaten without the ability to fight back. Although he had a breakthrough in his state of mind and understood the tradition of spiritual power. attack method, but he is not sure how much the combat effectiveness has improved.
However, since Feng Kewen wanted to take action, Yao Ruoyu did not dare to be careless. He entered the state of flashing thoughts again, then lifted Hao and threw him behind him, saying calmly: "Come on!"
Feng Kewen snorted coldly and slowly raised the spear until it was level with the ground. At the moment, he suddenly disappeared on the spot. Then he saw the shadow of the vermilion spear passing by. He had already rushed to Yao Ruoyu and stabbed him straight. Go through.
With a swish sound, Yao Ruoyu suddenly swept to the left just before the opponent approached, and then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. In an instant, Feng Kewen felt a pain in his head. The pain came completely from the depths of his soul. , is directly imprinted on the mind, not affected by whether the body is strong or not.
While the other party was affected by the psychic explosion, Yao Ruoyu waved his fingers together, and the sword soul flashed out in the air, roaring out, and was about to cover Feng Kewen. The red spear in the other party's hand suddenly flashed, directly transforming into a sword. The twisting and winding gun shadow actually forced a passage through the sword spirit in the sky.
As soon as he broke through, Feng Kewen couldn't help but wipe his sweat. Fortunately, he had unlocked the third-level gene lock and had a certain resistance to mental attacks. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had enough time to break through.
Seeing Feng Kewen break through, Yao Ruoyu frowned slightly, and the surging plasma swept up directly, aiming at Feng Kewen and covering it, and then the sword soul followed closely, trying to strangle Feng Kewen in it.
But after all, Feng Kewen is a veteran in the world of reincarnation. Seeing this scene, he shook his spear with his right hand and rolled out a series of one hundred and eight gun flowers. The dense gun flowers covered the surroundings and directly tore out the swept plasma. There was a crack.
"Explode!" Unexpectedly, Yao Ruoyu's eyes flashed fiercely, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist. In an instant, the dense plasma suddenly exploded, consuming nearly 10% of the plasma condensed by Yao Ruoyu's mental power. Now it forms after the explosion. The power was so terrifying that it directly exploded a huge crater covering a hundred meters in radius and several meters deep.
But Yao Ruoyu was not happy at all after he had just detonated the plasma. Instead, he swept out of thin air in a flash, avoiding the gun light that shot out from the depths of the explosion.
After all, Yao Ruoyu was a spiritual power user, and his mental power scan was always locked on the depth of the explosion. Naturally, he knew that Feng Kewen was not dead at all, but he was still injured, his clothes were messy, and he was covered in bloodstains.
After passing the gun light, Yao Ruoyu did not continue to dodge, but stretched out his hand to condense a stream of plasma and slashed it out like a blade, drawing away all the smoke and small-scale electric current caused by the explosion, revealing the inside. Feng Kewen.
Compared to the high-spirited Feng Kewen before, he looked much more embarrassed at this moment. His originally neat white suit was full of holes and dust, wrinkles could be seen everywhere, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were also torn. His whole person was completely It is the image of a beggar.
However, he also has a heroic character and does not care about his own character at all. He reached out and took off his gold-rimmed glasses and threw them aside casually. Then he took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses out of thin air and put them on. He adjusted the temples and Feng Kewen said He murmured with a wry smile: "As expected, I still like black-rimmed glasses...gold-rimmed glasses are too elegant."
Seeing Yao Ruoyu slowly landing more than ten meters in front of him, Feng Kewen smiled, raised his left hand, and held a 1.4-meter yellow short gun out of thin air in his palm. Then he straightened up, smiled lightly at Yao Ruoyu and said: "It's really rude. Even though he is a famous person in the world of reincarnation, he still has to pay attention to his image and maintain the most basic etiquette!"
"Let me introduce myself. I am Feng Kewen of the Celestial God Team. I am currently the second strongest player in the Celestial God Team. The weapons he uses are ancient spears, one is the red rose that destroys demons, and the other is the yellow rose that must be destroyed..."
Staring at Feng Kewen, Yao Ruoyu's expression became more solemn. As a spiritual power user, he could clearly feel a surging momentum being released from Feng Kewen's body.
Yao Ruoyu hasn't experienced many team battles, so he doesn't know. If he had been replaced by another experienced member of the Samsara team, he would have known immediately that when Feng Kewen took off his gold-rimmed glasses and put on black-rimmed glasses, that was when he really showed his power. At that time, it was also the time for him to show off his so-called [Gun God] strength.
But just when Feng Kewen was about to take action, a loud voice suddenly came from Rost City: "Magic troops are ready, twenty-seven meters ahead! Lock on those three people!"
Feng Kewen's expression suddenly changed when he heard the sound. He turned around quickly and saw Mifalla leading thirty-six magicians standing there on top of the city. The surging magic power gathered together to form countless spiraling lines. Hei Longbo, just because they were worried about Yao Ruoyu, so they did not attack directly.
Shen Wushang's expression also changed, and he hurriedly came to Feng Kewen's side and whispered: "Kewen, retreat first... We can't stop the thirty-six magicians for the time being."
Feng Kewen gritted his teeth slightly, snorted, and nodded: "Okay!" Using his internal energy, he pulled Hao over from a distance, glanced at Yao Ruoyu who was silent, Feng Kewen and Shen Wushang slowly backed away for more than ten meters, and then He turned around and summoned the flying wings that Hao and Overlord had used before, and then flew directly towards the distance.
Seeing them walking away, Yao Ruoyu didn't make any move, but silently counted the distance between them. When they were about a hundred meters away, he said something silently in his mind.
The next moment, Hao, who was held in Feng Kewen's hand, suddenly roared, covered his head with both hands, and struggled wildly for about two or three seconds. Blood suddenly oozed from his facial features crazily, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. Blood, he died as soon as his head tilted.
"This..." After clearly hearing the Lord God's point deduction reminder, Feng Kewen was stunned for a moment, but the next moment he understood that this was clearly a method deliberately used by Yao Ruoyu, a high-level spiritual power user. Extremely angry, he turned around to attack, but saw about a hundred magicians standing on the top of the city, looking at it from a distance.
Feng Kewen's heart suddenly shivered. The magic that more than a hundred magicians jointly performed, not to mention him, even the captain Sheng Diqi had to make a mental evaluation. After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed and said Shen Wushang flew away from Rost City together.
Seeing the two members of the Tianshen team leaving, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted on the city wall. Wang Yuxiang and Zhou Yuxuan immediately rushed towards Yao Ruoyu. The former picked up Yao Ruoyu and was about to cheer, but found that Yao Ruoyu was limp in his arms. With no strength left, he was so frightened that he quickly let go and took a look, only to find that Yao Ruoyu had his eyes closed tightly and he had passed out unconsciously.
In the battle of Rost City, the Snow Monster side was almost wiped out, but the human side also suffered heavy losses, especially Hao who appeared later. His consecutive swallows absorbed nearly 2,000 human soldiers in total. Originally, there were 17,000 soldiers. At this moment, there are only more than 9,000 soldiers left in the army.
Knowing that the battle situation was tragic, the legion commander was worried that the demons would continue to attack and did not dare to stay for a long time. He quickly reorganized the army, loaded up the items, and quickly set off back to the capital.
