The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

Behind Duan Yanqing and Pei Yong, thousands of people gathered one after another.

On the high wall, Qi Sen and Lei Lie glanced over and frowned at the same time.

Originally, according to the information provided by Wang Mingyang, there would be at least two or three thousand soldiers here.

With such a big commotion, this park is not big, so there should be a lot of soldiers coming.

But now, at a glance, there are only a hundred people dressed as soldiers in the crowd.

This made the two of them feel a little bad.

"Mo Bei, there is a problem."

Qi Sen jumped down and whispered beside Mo Bei.

He told him what they found.

"Huh?"

Mo Bei was stunned when he heard this, and his mental power spread out, instantly sweeping over thousands of people in the field.

"Damn! Fatty!"

"Hurry up and tell me, where did those soldiers go?"

Mo Bei's fingers became claws, and he embedded them tightly in Niu Daqing's fat and shouted angrily.

"Ah! I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

"They, some of them died, some went out and never came back."

"There are more than a hundred people who were locked up by Duan Yanqing after their hands and feet were broken."

Niu Daqing screamed and told the situation in a broken voice.

"What?!"

"Duan Yanqing, how dare you..."

Mo Bei and Qi Sen were shocked when they heard this.

Glazing at Duan Yanqing in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Survival of the fittest, this park was originally occupied by me."

"Why do they have to share food when they come?!"

Duan Yanqing saw that the matter was exposed, so he stopped pretending.

He smiled coldly and gave Pei Yong a look.

"Kill them!"

Pei Yong understood, suddenly waved his hand, and shouted angrily.

Dense supernatural lights suddenly lit up, and then shot towards Mo Bei and Qi Sen.

"Watch him!"

Mo Bei grabbed Niu Daqing's shoulders and threw him against the wall.

A thick darkness suddenly spread out, forming a defensive black curtain.

Qi Sen shouted in a low voice and stepped heavily on the ground.

A thick rock and soil wall rose from the ground, blocking the two people.

On the high wall, Lei Lie snorted coldly and pressed his big hand down heavily.

Invisible gravity instantly covered the area of ​​more than 200 meters in front.

Caught off guard, Duan Yanqing and Pei Yong were both forced to kneel on one knee.

And the crowd behind them was directly pressed down.

"Do it!"

"Those who dare to resist, kill!"

Mo Bei roared, his figure disappeared, and he appeared directly in the crowd.

A large area of ​​darkness spread out, turning into countless spikes, accurately piercing into the bodies of those who had just taken action.

A series of roars sounded, and the black curtain and the earth wall collapsed quickly.

Qi Sen stepped heavily again, and his figure flew back at the same time.

The dense spikes drilled through the ground and directly pierced into the bodies of dozens of people in the front.

At the same time, Duan Yanqing and Pei Yong roared and broke free from the bondage of gravity.

Duan Yanqing picked up a machete on the ground, and his figure pulled out phantoms and rushed towards Qi Sen who was retreating.

Originally, this machete was held by a younger brother behind him.

Unexpectedly, Lei Lie's gravity suppression made him embarrassed.

Pei Yong's muscles were knotted all over his body, and his figure quickly expanded a few points. He grabbed a steel pipe on the ground and threw it at Lei Lie on the high wall like a javelin.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to kill Qi Sen who used earth-related supernatural powers with Duan Yanqing first.

But there were screams from behind, which made him look back.

This look made his eyes burst.

Mo Bei used a dark spike to instantly pierce the bodies of more than 20 people.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

What made Pei Yong even more frightened was that he finally found that the opponent was not two fourth-level.

But three!

At this time, Pei Yong had no time to think about why he had not sensed that this young man who used dark abilities was also a fourth-level warrior.

He exerted force on his feet and quickly rushed towards Mo Bei, who was killing people in the crowd.

He punched him hard.

Sensing the strong wind beside him, Mo Bei snorted coldly and punched him directly.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, Mo Bei's figure flew back.

But Pei Yong screamed, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on his sandbag-sized fist.

Mo Bei raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. In terms of strength, he was not as good as this fourth-level warrior with enhanced strength.

However, the condensed dark spikes pierced Pei Yong's fist through.

Several fireballs and lightning blasted into the crowd, causing these superpowers to scream.

The Yunding warriors jumped down from the high wall.

Even though there were thousands of people on the opposite side, they were not afraid at all.

A series of roars sounded, and the battle-hardened Yunding warriors began to show their power.

It was not until this time that Duan Yanqing realized that Mo Bei's figure had disappeared.

Without time to think, he could only rely on his speed to chop the machete in his hand towards Qi Sen who was standing proudly.

Seeing the blade coming, Qi Sen did not avoid it at all, and let the machete chop down.

"Successful!"

Duan Yanqing's eyes flashed with pride, he awakened the speed ability.

For so long, he rarely saw anyone who could compete with him in speed.

Looking at Qi Sen standing still, he thought the other party could not dodge in time.

"Dang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and rocks splashed.

Duan Yanqing's eyes twitched.

The machete in his hand did not give him the familiar feeling of the knife cutting into the flesh.

Instead, it broke into two pieces, and the flying blade almost cut his cheek.

"Die!"

Qi Sen showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and punched him at the same time.

The meteorite gold armor covered with a layer of rock armor.

How could a mere speed-type psychic easily break it?

Duan Yanqing wanted to retreat quickly, but the time he was stunned had made him miss the best opportunity.

A fist covered with sharp rock spikes pierced his chest with a puff and came out from his back.

Duan Yanqing had already started to retreat, and inertia made him pull his body out of the rock spikes.

He flew back more than ten meters before he stood still.

Looking down at his chest in disbelief, Duan Yanqing seemed to be able to feel the breeze passing through the hall.

The severe pain, weakness, and fear flooded his mind like a tide.

He raised his hand tremblingly, trying to cover the blood gushing from his chest.

A rock spike rose from between Duan Yanqing's legs.

With a swoosh, the rock spike pierced directly from his head.

"Huh... Huh..."

Duan Yanqing made an incomprehensible sound in his throat, and his hands fell down in dejection, without a sound.

On the other side, Mo Bei's goose feather knife slashed across.

He grabbed Pei Yong's head and threw it aside.

The neck without the head was like a fountain, and blood was scattered everywhere.

Many sharp-eyed people saw that the two fourth-level leaders were killed instantly when they met.

They trembled all over and kept retreating.

However, more people could not see the situation around them clearly, and still roared and wanted to rush forward.