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

As soon as the Seventh Prince finished speaking, loud noises began to be heard from all around.

It seems that its men have been killing people crazily in Qingyang Town.

Wang Jing'an's expression froze. The other party was really not afraid of attracting the Demon Slayer Pavilion team to encircle and suppress him.

It seemed that this scion of the Ten Evils was well prepared.

At the same time, the seventh prince, armed with terrifying demonic power, came towards Wang Jing'an to kill him.

Wang Jing'an reacted quickly, holding the black long knife and blocking fiercely.

With a clang, the powerful physical power of the Seventh Prince slapped the black blade, making a sound of metal collision without showing any injuries.

"...This dog's physical body is too strong!" Wang Jing'an thought of another effect of the black long knife, which has a 1% chance of triggering the enemy's energy or demonic power loss.

But.

At such a critical moment, it is impossible to gamble on the 1% luck, right?

And the two so-called guardians on the left and right, senior Wan Qing, senior Han and cousin, will definitely not be able to last long.

When Wang Jing'an was stunned, the Seventh Prince came over again. There was no gorgeous magical power, but only extremely powerful physical strength and majestic demonic power.

Boom!

The seventh prince locked a fist on Wang Jing'an's chest and hit him.

But two seconds later, the Seventh Prince discovered that what he hit was a big tree: "Huh?"

After a closer look, Wang Jing'an was standing more than ten meters away from him. "You know how to perform illusions?"

Wang Jing'an hadn't mastered the language of the demon clan yet, so he simply didn't bother to talk. He took a step forward and disappeared again.

In fact, he used his ability to fool.

This is also the first time that Wang Jing'an has shown his second kind of spiritual power.

Fool the direction!

Once the direction is blinded, you will fall into passivity.

The Seventh Prince also felt the extraordinary power of this power: "Isn't it Nanming Lihuo burning in his body? Why does he have a second ability?"

Could it be that there is a warrior in the human race who possesses two talents at the same time?

The seventh prince killed this idea when it came up.

If this is the case, the human race should hide Wang Jing'an and train him secretly instead of sending him out to practice.

If you practice, the risk of being shot is extremely high.

However, in the next minute, the Seventh Prince was unable to touch the opponent's figure, and his doubts rose again: "This is definitely the second talent!"

It's shocking!

Because the demon clan has never seen a demon with two different bloodlines at the same time.

But the human race appeared!

It seems that this hunting is at the right time!

Stifling the opponent in the cradle as early as possible will only benefit the demon clan and have no harm.

Thinking of this, the SSS-level bloodline in the seventh prince's body exploded.

A black blood energy enveloped all directions in the form of a domain.

Wang Jing'an, who kept fooling around, felt that the power of this bloodline could actually suppress his natural ability.

Wang Jing'an took another look at the seniors and senior sisters who were fighting to the death with the guardians on the left and right. He did not dare to stay here and must lead the heir of the Ten Evils out.

Otherwise, the seniors and senior sisters would also be killed by the guardians on the left and right under the suppression of this bloodline power.

If they have talents and spiritual weapons, at least they can fight with the guardians on the left and right.

Moreover, Senior Lin Wanqing and Senior Lin Guangming were members of the Lin Consortium. Wang Jingan did not believe that they did not have any other trump cards.

And that cousin, although she usually looks silly, she is actually smart.

"Want to leave?" With the seventh prince at the center, the majestic power of blood pressed forward, not giving Wang Jing'an the slightest chance.

Wang Jing'an raised his middle finger towards the opponent, and then fled deeper.

He was confident that this descendant of the demon clan could not break the absolute sense of direction and find himself.

The power of that bloodline can only be regarded as large-scale crushing damage.

Therefore, the other party wants to crush itself in all aspects.

In the distance, Lin Wanqing, who was fighting with a protector, said to Han Shaoyun: "Go and help Junior Jing'an, that prince's demon power is quite domineering!"

Han Shaoyun asked: "Can you guys fight those two guys?"

Lin Wanqing was breathing heavily: "These two protectors are good at illusions. I have a spiritual weapon to protect me. There won't be any problems in a short time. What I'm worried about is Junior Jing'an!"

Han Shaoyun nodded, without hesitation, holding a long stick and ran directly in the direction where Wang Jing'an escaped.

Before running very far, Han Shaoyun entered a dead end, and the surrounding directions were blocked.

One of the right guardians said: "Don't disturb His Highness's hunting. I am here to have fun with you."

"Shaoyun, let me help you get out! Although Junior Jing'an has grown very fast, he is still in the third level of cultivation now. It may be difficult to survive from that prince!"

After Lin Guangming said this, he pressed two fingers hard on his eyes, and the bloodshot eyes gradually filled them, maximizing his third-person perspective ability.

"Go to the right and forward!" Lin Guangming's voice was trembling, and blood began to fill the gaps between his eyes.

Han Shaoyun ran forward to the right without stopping for a moment.

Upon seeing this, the Right Protector immediately chased him out.

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On the other side, Wang Jing'an used the advantage of fooling to distance himself from the seventh prince.

But the distance was not too wide, and he could still feel the majestic power of blood gradually approaching.

As long as he stayed away from Senior Wan Qing and the others, Wang Jing'an would be able to fight freely.

The seventh prince used the advantage of bloodline suppression to determine Wang Jing'an's whereabouts. However, at the next moment, he suddenly discovered that a force was coming from behind him.

Wang Jing'an picked up the long black knife and slashed it down suddenly.

A knife mark was left on the Seventh Prince's back, but unfortunately no wound was made.

The physical strength given by the SSS-level bloodline, coupled with the cultivation at the peak of the Four Realms, makes the physical defense difficult to break.

The Seventh Prince turned around and stared at Wang Jing'an with a joking look: "Is this an SSR-level talent? It can't even break through my physical defense."

Wang Jing'an couldn't understand what the other party was saying. He could only get a rough idea, but he ignored it and directly lit the Nanmingli Fire and began to temper the blade.

When the second knife was struck, an afterimage of a Suzaku emerged, like the sound of death wailing from the soul!

The seventh prince originally had a joking look in his eyes, but the moment he saw Suzaku, he felt an inexplicable panic.

This kind of panic seems to come from the suppression of blood.

In such a moment of confusion and panic, the flame-tempered sword, mixed with the surging Suzaku, directly knocked the seventh prince flying.

Under its huge chest, there was a scarlet scar.

Moreover, there was actually a small flame burning in this wound, and the pain was unbearable.

The most important thing is that this fire cannot be extinguished, and only part of the demon power can be used to resist it.

"Damn it, why won't this flame go out?" The seventh prince was so angry that even the horns on his forehead glowed red.

The seventh prince was very depressed at this moment. Why could the Suzaku erupted by this human ant make his bloodline whine or even weaken?