This is one of the few attack skill cards that can release B-level wind magic [Wind Blade Stranger].

As the cards turned into light spots, dozens of light green wind blades as thin as cicada wings suddenly appeared around the young ancient people, strangling towards him.

Although there is no A-level magic [Wind Blade Killing Formation] as spectacular as hundreds of wind blades, and can be combined into a giant wind blade to form the ultimate blow, the young ancient people have been locked by the surrounding wind blades and are destined to resist this move.

Xia Yilan felt a little reluctant. Although she had lived in the wild for a long time and had designed a trap to hunt beasts with Yan Feng, it was the first time she killed people.

However, her after seeing Yan Feng who was still attacking her, the other party had completely lost his mind, and her handsome face twisted, like a life-seeking ghost. The slight unbearableness in her heart suddenly disappeared and turned into hatred for the ancient man.

The young ancient man was also shocked when facing the wind blade that suddenly appeared around him, and at the same time he understood the other party's attack methods.

"Cards - can release various skills. Although it is wonderful, it depends on who will use them!" He quickly calmed down and smiled indifferently, not resisting the wind blade strangled towards him.

In an instant, dozens of wind blades strangled the young ancient people into pieces and dissipated into the air.

"What?" Xia Yilan shouted in dismay.

Faced with so many strangled wind blades, the other party should be dead without a complete corpse. Even if he is strong in physique, he will have a large number of wounds on his body. If he is not good, there must be a few cuts on his clothes.

But this ancient man disappeared without a trace like an illusion.

"I'm here!" A mocking laughter came from his ears, Xia Yilan's pupils tightened, and she suddenly saw the figure of a young ancient man appearing behind Yan Feng.

Yan Feng, who was killing wildly in the bloody hell, suddenly his body stopped. All the monsters in front of him disappeared, and the desolate and cracked ground also turned into the living room floor of his home. He looked at the dagger in his hand in disbelief. There was red blood dripping on the blade, and in front of him were Xia Yilan and Yan's corpses rushing into the pool of blood.

He suddenly remembered what had just happened. The family was having a happy meal. He picked up the dagger and stabbed his wife and children uncontrollably, and stung them to death regardless of their screams of mercy.

What's wrong with me?

A heart-wrenching sadness surged from the bottom of his heart, making him cry. Then he didn't think much about the logical rationality of the scene in front of him, and held the dagger back and stabbed it into his heart.

Everything is like a dream.

B-level mental skills [Sad]!

You can make the target appear in the illusion and die in grief.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Feng finally broke the ice shield around Xia Yilan with one blow, and then raised his palm with sad face and slapped hard at his heart.

Under the control of young ancient people, this self-harm attack would not kill Yan Feng, but would be seriously injured. You should know that Yan Feng's palm was covered with an extremely compressed layer of qi, and the defense of protecting the body surface was also removed.

"No!" Xia Yilan watched this scene and shouted heart-wrenchingly, feeling despair in her heart.

"Haha!" the young ancient man chuckled, with no cruel expression on his face, but a kind of innocent desire for knowledge.

His favorite thing is philosophy and psychology. He likes to explore the weaknesses of human nature. It feels very interesting to watch the other person's emotions fluctuate.

He was like a child who was watering an ant nest with boiling water, his heart was full of curiosity, wanting to see how the ants reacted.

But at this moment, Yan Feng's palm suddenly stopped, and the sadness on his face disappeared, turning into confusion.

He looked at his palm, then at Xia Yilan, who looked anxious in front of him, and finally recalled what had happened just now.

Just as dusty memories were opened, his eyes suddenly became clear, and he turned around and punched the young ancient man behind him.

"Bang!"

The smile of the young ancient man frozes on his face, and with Yan Feng's sudden punch, his body once again turned into countless pieces and dissipated into the air.

However, unlike the attack by the wind blade just now, Yan Feng's fist seemed to hit the real object this time and made a muffled sound.

The figure of the young ancient man appeared on the ground not far away again. He grinned his teeth and rubbed his chest and said, "Hiss---interesting, interesting, he actually got rid of my illusion attack!"

When Yan Feng saw the other party appear again, he stepped hard under his feet, and his body turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of the young ancient man in an instant, launching a violent attack.

Although it seemed a little disorganized, with the physical qualities provided by the extraordinary knight profession card, his fist hit the young ancient people like hail.

As he fought, Yan Feng became more and more excited, and he directly kicked a series of difficult volleys. He suddenly realized that he could easily achieve some of the difficult movements in movies.

Moreover, he remembers every detail of the film and television works he sees on weekdays. He began to try to imitate the cool and arrogant tricks in it, and he actually played well.

The depression in his heart gradually vented, and Yan Feng suddenly felt something was wrong. He had been attacking continuously just now, and it seemed that he had hit the air, but it did not hit the other party.

Compared to his storm-like attacks, the young ancient people's dodging body rules were even more elegant. His body seemed to be weightless and was swaying in the wind and rain, but the other party's fists and feet could not touch a corner of his clothes.

Yan Feng shouted suddenly, suddenly turned around and ran back to Xia Yilan. He found that since he couldn't do anything to the other party, he should not spend all these futile efforts. Protecting the people around him is the most important thing.

At this moment, the sound of the car driving came, and several armored personnel carriers stopped at the gate of the municipal bureau. The door of the personnel carrier opened, and more than a dozen fully armed gun-carrying soldiers came down.

"Don't move!"

"Squat on the ground with your head in your arms!"

A loud shout came, and the guns in the soldiers' hands were pointed at the three people standing there.

Seeing this, Yan Feng blocked Xia Yilan and shouted loudly: "This man in white is an ancient man. He destroyed the Municipal Bureau Office Building and attacked us!"

"Then why are you two okay?" One of the soldiers said in a questioning tone. He did not know Yan Feng and his wife because they were not wearing police uniforms and were confronting the young man in white.

"Hurry up and hug your head and squat down!" Before Yan Feng could answer, the soldier shouted again.

This is the easiest way to distinguish the identities of both parties. If it were an ordinary person, he would naturally cooperate with the orders of soldiers. Ancient people would definitely not surrender.

Seeing this, Yan Feng looked at Xia Yilan and winked. The two of them stood there and squatted down slowly.

The reason why they were a little hesitant was what if they squat down and hug their heads, the young ancient people took the opportunity to attack them.

Yan Feng and his wife had also watched videos of encircling ancient people before, but today they met more than expected. Yan Feng was sure that his current strength after using cards has exceeded all the ancient people that appeared in the video, and the young man in front of him is definitely not on the same level as those ancient people.

Seeing that the two were very cooperative, but the man in white turned his back to them indifferently, the soldiers pointed their guns at the young ancient people.

Based on their understanding of ancient people, the D-level ancient people can be said to have abused normal humans. Even martial arts masters, boxing champions, and opponents holding cold weapons are not inferior, but when they encounter well-trained gun-holding warriors, they may be defeated.

The ancient C-level people could fight against a well-equipped special team alone. Of course, if they encounter dense firepower coverage, they are still possible.

However, the probability of this is very low, so the soldiers speculated that the ancient man in front of him was probably C-level combat power, so they were so confident.

Moreover, looking at the collapsed office building, they couldn't help but wonder if it was done by the man in white in front of them, and whether it was made with the help of external objects. If not, it would be very terrifying and it was not something that C-level could do.

The young ancient man turned around and a series of numbers appeared on the virtual screen in front of him, all around 10 to 20 o'clock. He couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and his mental power swept out, and he wanted to faint these miscellaneous fish with negligible combat power.

Unexpectedly, a red light suddenly lit up on the helmets of these soldiers, and it sounded drippingly.

They all showed pain, but did not faint like the previous policemen, but immediately shot at the young ancient people.

"Huh?" The young ancient man was stunned, and his figure was immediately penetrated by countless bullets and dissipated into the air again.

Then he appeared behind the soldiers. With a wave of his hands, the soldiers turned their guns to their companions and started to kill each other.

At the beginning, he just used his tremendous mental power to suppress the other party's spiritual sea. This is not a skill used. It is similar to Yan Chong's previous control of elements gathering in the shelter to damage the door. It is a mental power manipulation technique.

It consumes less and can avoid using a ox knife to kill chickens, but unexpectedly, these new human warriors, whose combat power is low, are not even cultivators, are immune to his attack.

Therefore, he could only use the hypnotic skills of the messenger of desire to deal with them.

Soon, he discovered the abnormality of the warriors' helmets through super brain analysis, which actually had devices to resist mental attacks!

The technological level of this device no longer belongs to the current era of new human beings. It must have been developed by absorbing their technology.

Bullets flew around and hit the soldiers, causing them to fall to the ground and lose their resistance. However, no one bleeded because these soldiers were wearing newly developed bulletproof vests.

They were just knocked out by the powerful kinetic energy of dense bullets, and their bones were severely broken, but they were not in danger of life.

The young ancients didn't care about this. There were billions of new humans on the earth, and they could not kill them. He didn't care about the life and death of these ants. He walked to a warrior, took off his helmet, and violently dismantled the helmet with interest, and checked the structure inside.

"It's very rough, but very efficient. I studied it in just a few days. I have strong learning and imitation skills and high potential." He commented.

At this moment, Yan Chong rushed over.

He had already stood thirty meters above the ruins of the Municipal Bureau Building. Seeing that his parents were not seriously injured, he felt much calmer and was considering what capacity to appear.

He was a little doubtful that ancient people had discovered his identity, at least the identities of Yan Feng and Xia Yilan were exposed.

Because when he was in the tropical rainforest shelter that day, the bronze-level ancient people who had just woken up had already met Yan Feng and the others before they were killed by him, and they could record the images they saw with their eyes and spread them to other ancient people.

Therefore, according to the analysis of super brain, people in ancient times were likely to arrest Yan Feng and Xia Yilan for questioning in order to investigate their identities.

This was his negligence, which made him feel a little guilty.

Then, he looked at the young ancient man standing below, and through reading, he found that this young man who looked about the same age as him was actually a silver-level profession, with a combat power of B, that is, a silver-level intermediate!

"It seems that we can't kill him anymore. We can get more information through the Eye of Deception." Yan Chong said in his heart, thinking about how to capture the other party alive.

It's okay to be a melee pro, but the other party is a profession with more than 10 points of mental power, so it's not easy to capture alive.

The double defense of the body surface covered with the protective energy and mental barrier, Yan Chong recited a magic spell and his hands began to form seals. He planned to fight invisibly and use magic, which was exactly the opposite of using sword energy in the tropical rainforest shelter before.

As the elements gathered, the face of the young ancient man changed. He first looked at Xia Yilan, who was sitting on the ground and pale, and then looked into the sky.

With his mental power, although he did not learn to absorb and refine the elements of heaven and earth, he was extremely keen and could naturally feel a special aura gradually gathering, which was exactly the same as Xia Yilan's previous magic use.

"The invisible enemy who can fly is a B-level cultivator!" The young ancients judged this way that among the ancients, only by reaching B-level can they master the ability to fly.

Because the target was dark this time and he had a bad premonition, he immediately launched a mental attack and flew towards the sky before the magic was about to be completed.

Yan Chong immediately discovered the opponent's attack. Although the mental attack was invisible and intangible, with his mental power, he naturally saw a series of translucent fine needles flying towards him. He could resist this attack through the mental barrier without interfering with spell casting.

But he was still a silver knight after all. While chanting spells, he twisted his body gently, allowing these spiritual thorns to pass by.
Chapter completed!