You will die when you see a face. This is the killing mechanism of the quick-witted person.

But at this time, he met Meng Chengshuang, whose spiritual will reached the absolute limit.

In an instant, the intensity of the spiritual impact of the fast man rushed up like a peak, breaking through to the ninth level.

In other words, in the short half second when the Speedman showed his face, the mental impact it released had reached the intensity of a level nine black disaster.

As Yu Hong's hand is better than the slanger and weaker than the small black giant, the speedman left a deep impression on him at the beginning.

At this time, Yu Hong felt a little grateful that the mental impact had increased instantly. Fortunately, this guy didn't let his hair close to him. If he had seen the face of Su Ren at that time, he would have been cold now.

At this time on the field.

Meng Chengshuang's situation is the complete set of the complete version he should have experienced at the beginning.

The mental impact of the ninth-level black disaster has obviously reached the absolute limit level.

At this moment, a circle of transparent ripples exploded between her and the Speed ​​Ren.

The invisible ripples spread to all sides, turning into wind blowing around the Taoist robes.

This is a confrontation between the absolute boundaries and the level nine black disaster mental impact.

"Yunxia!" Suddenly, she picked up the long sword in her hand.

The sword blade blinked and seemed to bring up a light red cloud.

The cloud instantly completely wrapped the quickren, turning into a human-shaped cloud and mist covering the face.

After his face was covered, the strong mental impact also came to an abrupt end.

ah!!!

After a scream, the quick man dissolved directly in the clouds and dissipated by himself.

"Is there only one blow?" Meng Chengshuang said in surprise. The attack of the fast man really amazed her.

But after the attack, it collapses on its own, indicating that the opponent should be a one-time move.

"Even if it's a one-off, it's amazing." She looked at Yu Hong with praise, "Your terror is very special and very good. At the moment of the last peak, you can already touch the lower limit of the absolute limit."

"Is it just a lower limit?" Yu Hong said in a deep voice. The nine-level mental attack only touched the other party's lower limit. At this time, he understood more and more why the black disaster could not completely erode the world.

Although the opponent only strengthens the physical strength of a person less than level three, in terms of spirit, he can fully exert combat power above level nine.

After all, even if your body is strong, if your spirit is destroyed, all that is left is a living zombie.

This is the glass cannon

The attack is terriblely high and the itself is terriblely fragile.

This description emerged unconsciously in Yu Hong's mind.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!