Stop In The Deep Sea

After saying this, Wang Xin gently leaned her against the test bench, then stood up and turned to face everyone.

He put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of Chen Naiyi like a mountain. His eyes swept across the mimics in front of him, and he shouted: "Come on together."

"Hmph, are you too arrogant?" Huang Chenxu sneered.

Chen Liang also echoed: "I don't believe you can leave here alive."

According to the intelligence of the two people, Wang Xin is a cultivator in the Flame Realm. According to the level classification of ancient martial arts, the Flame Realm corresponds to the second-level strength of the Mimic.

In this comparison, the opponent has absolutely no chance of winning.

Moreover, there are more than 20 subordinates behind them, and they are not vegetarians. Even if these subordinates have just transplanted the second bullet, they are better than more people. As the saying goes: a good tiger cannot fight a pack of wolves.

When Wang Xin heard this, he didn't want to talk nonsense anymore and was ready to take the lead.

The "Maharaja Sutra" operated in time, and terrifying energy fluctuations instantly filled the entire pharmaceutical factory, overturning a 20-ton grinding machine next to it.

Wang Xin leaped into the crowd, fierce energy flashed around him, and the six-path Buddha's hand continued to condense in mid-air.

The scorching light was as dazzling as the scorching sun, covering everything he looked at with a layer of gold.

He focused on targeting the opponent's weak subordinates. Every time he waved a palm, a mimic flew out. In less than two minutes, all the miscellaneous fish were eliminated with lightning speed.

Only then did Chen Liang understand how terrifying this ancient warrior was.

Today's Wang Xin has definitely surpassed the level of cultivation he had when he fought against Cheng Ye.

Isn’t it said that ancient martial arts compete with the sky all the way?

Isn’t it said that the road to cultivation is difficult to reach the sky, and every step is steep?

Why is this Wang Xin making such rapid progress? His improvement in cultivation is comparable to that of a mimic!

Huang Chenxu was also surprised, and he regretted provoking this god of plague. Before that, he had always thought that it was a coincidence that Mr. Cheng was beaten into mimicry sleep by Wang Xin, or that the other party used some trick.

Looking at it today, it was definitely not what he imagined.

"It's your turn." Wang Xin said expressionlessly, looking at the only two people left in the field.

He walked towards the other party, and with every step he took, a great pressure radiated out.

The killing stone carving is the last work of an ancient swordsman. It contains unprecedented killing intent. Even Yu Xi from ancient times praised it, which shows its power.

Under such strong pressure, Huang Chenxu was okay. He had a treasure body protection on his body that seemed to be able to block attacks on the mental level and was not greatly affected.

Chen Liang was in a worse situation. Although he had dealt with ancient warriors before, he had never seen an opponent with such terrifying mental power.

At this time, he felt like he was soaked in a jar full of honey, and even breathing became an extremely luxurious thing.

The suffocation made him gradually become depressed and irritable, and the bullet silver blade in his hand was also affected. He couldn't help but want to cancel the mimicry and retreat into his body.

The next moment, Wang Xin no longer held back, and used all his strength to use the Six Paths Buddha's Hand to slap the two of them.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the Earthly Fiend was spinning rapidly around Jitu, and all the spiritual energy contained in the surrounding air surged into his body like a tide, transforming into true energy.

Wang Xin felt full of strength, and the whole world seemed to be his source of motivation.

This is the mystery of the circumpolar diagram!

Life goes on and the fight goes on.

Continuous and continuous.

Huang Chenxu no longer dared to hold back his hands. He controlled the neurons through his brain and released the elastic mithril to the maximum. The winches on his hands continued to expand until the radius expanded to one meter.

On the huge silver winch, three rows of tines kept rotating, causing a shoal of wind that blew away the ashes of all the medicines on the ground. It was hard to imagine what would happen if it hit the body.

All the energies manifested by the Buddha's Hands of the Six Paths were resolved by him one by one. Being able to sit in the position of the twelve owls would certainly not be any worse.

Chen Liang also had to use all his strength. Under the strong mental control, if he held back any more, he would be about to die. The white blade in his hand suddenly became longer, and the elastic mithril covered the entire blade.

After the white blade turned into a heavy sword, Chen Liang's sword-holding posture changed from one hand to two hands, and he forcibly moved his feet to fight with Wang Xin.

The battle gradually became fierce.

Although several people are both at the second level, their strengths are also different, which has a lot to do with their talents and circumstances.

Ancient warriors pay attention to the root bones, while mimics depend on the matching degree with elastic mithril.

In fact, looking at the entire mimicry circle, Chen Liang and Huang Chenxu are among the best, otherwise they would not be entrusted with important tasks by the two major organizations, the Mimicry Alliance and the Hall of Hell.

It's a pity that their opponent is Wang Xin.

Last time in the Banyue Cave, I received Ge Yuanchun's guidance and became a master at the peak of the Flame Realm in one fell swoop.

His ability to break through so quickly is also due to the Maharashtra. Of course, hard work and talent are also indispensable.

After integrating the skills of the Tai Chi lineage, Wang Xin's steps became extremely strange, and his figure kept shuttling between the two of them.

Chen Naiyi saw the clues from the side, his chest rose and fell, and said to himself: "Compared with before, he has abandoned many useless moves and simplified the complex."

After a hundred moves, the two mimics gradually fell behind. Their elastic mithril had almost reached its limit, and they might shrink into their bodies at any time.

While the two were breathing, Wang Xin found the right opportunity and slapped Chen Liang on the neck.

Chen Liang hurriedly resisted, but the heavy sword transformed into bullets affected his speed. In addition, he was in a depressed state of mental pressure, so he was a step slower after all!

"Ah~..."

After hearing a "click", Chen Liang fell straight to the ground, as if he had lost all signs of life.

An important chess piece of the Palace of Hell has fallen!

Huang Chenxu's brows froze, and there was no fighting spirit in his mind. He turned around and ran away without looking back.

Wang Xin had already anticipated his move. With a thought, the six-pathed Buddha's hand appeared out of thin air and turned into a giant palm of energy, catching the opponent in the blink of an eye.

But what he didn't expect was that Huang Chenxu twisted his body and got out like a loach. He ran towards the factory gate naked, leaving only a piece of clothing behind.

"Let me go, what kind of trick is this? Golden cicada escapes from its shell?" Wang Xin froze on the spot.

Chen Nai turned her head shyly. Even though she usually took to the highway when joking, she was actually a very conservative girl.

Just as Wang Xin was about to chase him out, he heard the sound of Yuxi in his ears.

"Brother, don't chase me, there is a master in this pharmaceutical factory!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Yuxi directly manifested his spirit body, his expression solemn as never before, ready to take over Wang Xin's body at any time.