After The College Entrance Examination, I Was Actually Encrypted By The National Sss Level

As soon as Lin Guangming finished speaking, the two thick clouds of smoke had already stopped right in front of the pickup truck.

The roads are all cut off.

"Jie Jie~"

A humanoid monster in black robes sneered: "I never thought that some of you could see through this protector's illusion."

"What does it say?" Although Wang Jing'an has learned the demon language for a few days since school started, he has only learned the most basic introductory demon language. Now when he encounters the demon clan, he has no idea what the other person is muttering.

Lin Wanqing and the others did not answer, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Han Shaoyun picked up his stick and prepared to meet the enemy.

"You can see through the illusions of my two guardians. It seems that the genius of the human race is not as weak as I thought."

At this moment, the seventh prince with black wings quietly appeared in the middle of the guardians on the left and right. There was a horn on his forehead: "Who is the owner of Nanming Lihuo?"

Lin Wanqing and others looked at each other, but they did not look at Wang Jing'an to avoid exposing anything.

After a few seconds, Lin Wanqing, Chen Tingxi, and Han Shaoyun all jumped out of the car and entered combat mode.

"You are not my opponent, let the owners of Nanming Lihuo come out and fight me." The seventh prince knew very well that the three of them were not the owners of Nanming Lihuo.

Then, the Seventh Prince locked his eyes on the people in the car like a jackal.

Apart from the driver, the only two people left were Wang Jing'an and Lin Guangming.

The seventh prince directly explained the purpose of his visit: "It will be my father's birthday in a while. I want to hunt the owner of Nanming Lihuo back as a birthday gift. And I also heard that he is now the highest talent in the human race, SSR level, right? Let me see it. How powerful is this level of talent?”

Everyone present, except Wang Jing'an, everyone understood the other party's intention.

As for Wang Jing'an, he hasn't mastered the language of the demon clan yet, and can only vaguely hear words such as longevity, hunting, and SSR level.

Han Shaoyun held a long stick and shouted coldly in demon language: "I am the owner of Nanming Lihuo, little trash, what do you want to do with your grandpa?"

The seventh prince felt that the opponent's strength was not too strong, so he warned: "Guardian Zuo, cut off the head of this guy holding the stick."

The guardian standing on the far left stretched out an arm condensed by thick smoke and grabbed forward.

While grabbing him, Han Shaoyun seemed to fall into a fantasy.

Just when the other party used the illusion of hitting the wall, Wang Jing'an felt that the directions around him had been changed: "Senior Han, on your far right."

When Han Shaoyun heard this, he took the stick and blasted directly to the right direction. His talent for turning complexity into simplicity exploded vividly at this moment.

However, after all, Han Shaoyun's cultivation level was only in the third realm, and the opponent's cultivation level seemed to have reached the fifth realm. Even if the stick hit, it only slightly stopped the opponent for 0.5 seconds.

Under this fierce offensive, Han Shaoyun flew out.

This ability of the guardian can cast illusions similar to ghosts hitting walls. By the time Han Shaoyun got up and coughed up blood, Wang Jingan and the others could no longer be seen.

The only one who appeared in front was the Zuo Guardian: "The human race is really stupid. If there is any trouble in this town, they will send students like you to encircle and suppress it. If the human race comes from the Demon Slayer Pavilion, maybe we will still be wary of San San. ."

Han Shaoyun saw Protector Zuo's figure clearly five or six meters away, but found the voice echoing in his ears.

However.

At the moment when Guardian Zuo attacked, it suddenly discovered that Han Shaoyun also mysteriously disappeared.

When it appeared again, the ghost wall illusion disappeared.

Wang Jing'an consumed two-tenths of his energy.

The other seniors and seniors were not stupid either, they all saw clearly the scene just now.

Junior Jing'an seems to have another ability. This ability can actually break the opponent's illusion of breaking through the wall.

"Jingan Jing'an..." Although Lin Wanqing had big doubts in her heart, she also knew that the current situation was not the time to ask.

"The other party's cultivation level is too high. I will be responsible for correcting the direction and then evacuating!" Wang Jing'an held the black long knife, and Nan Ming Lihuo also broke out at this moment.

The red bird flutters its wings faintly in the sky.

Behind him, the Suzaku phantom condensed, and with 653's strength, he was no longer weaker than any senior.

"This power...!" Han Shaoyun was the most shocked.

He played against Wang Jing'an in the qualifying match. The opponent's strength was around 500, but not more than 510.

But now, only a short time has passed, and it is already approaching 600, and has even reached a strength of more than 600.

If he continues to grow at this rate, it is estimated that he will be able to break through the four realms in less than two months!

At the same time, Lin Wanqing transformed into a ghost, escaped into the void, ducked near the seventh prince, held a dagger in his hand, and cut directly towards the other's neck.

The spirituality exuded from this dagger was extraordinary, and Wang Jing'an guessed that it was also a third-grade or even fourth-grade spiritual weapon.

There was a "pop" sound.

The Seventh Prince's slap that was neither human nor demon directly hit Lin Wanqing, forcing him to block the opponent's dagger attack.

"Hey~"

The moment Lin Wanqing was shot away, a bow and arrow shot from the distance.

It is condensed with dust and launched with energy, brewing the terrifying power of an SS-level weapon master.

These ferocious attacks only pushed the Seventh Prince back a few points.

"It is a fourth-level cultivation!" Chen Tingxi held a dust longbow, her eyes flickering: "It can be confirmed, this guy is of SSS-level bloodline, his body is strong, ordinary attacks cannot break his body defense!"

Lin Wanqing looked at the guardians on the left and right watching eagerly, and ordered: "Get ready to withdraw."

It seems now is the worst outcome.

This heir of the Ten Evils brought two bodyguards with strong cultivation.

This mission will end in failure!

But.

Just when Lin Wanqing took out the teleportation jade tablet, she suddenly discovered that she was holding a disgusting eyeball in her hand, which was still blinking from time to time, as if it was slowly embedded in her palm.

Lin Wanqing was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to throw it out.

"Senior Wan Qing, don't throw it away. It's a jade token. You've been hit by a blinding illusion!" Wang Jing'an, who has the ability to fool, is well aware of the horror of the two guardians' illusions.

Unfortunately it was too late.

The jade token that Lin Wanqing regarded as an eyeball had been thrown away.

This means that without the teleportation jade token, they missed their only chance of escape.

Seeing this, the seventh prince's mouth began to fill with a sarcastic smile: "Stupid human race, don't think that if you develop a talent that exceeds the SSS level, it is really an SSR level. We monsters do not recognize the so-called SSR level. Today is our day." In the prince’s first battle, let the entire human race see how this prince hunts down the so-called SSR-level talent in your eyes.”

After the seventh prince finished speaking, he showed excitement: "Then... the hunting begins!"