Violent mental pressure surged out of Chasen's body, forming a ripple of mental power that swept away in all directions!

The intensity of this mental power ripple was so great that when viewed from the ground, a huge ripple of light appeared directly on the rooftop of Kuncheng TV Station and spread towards the entire Kuncheng night sky.

Yang Gan and others who had just rushed forward didn't even have time to resist, and were already blasted into the air by the ripples of mental power, flying out of the rooftop and falling downstairs!

"Captain Hong! Brother Niu! The sick man! Hurry up!"

Yang Gang threw out more than a dozen fishing lines in mid-air and hooked them directly on the straps of the combat uniforms of Hong Tao and the others. At the same time, he also threw out a fishing rod with his other hand and firmly hooked it on the edge of the rooftop.

Then he swung in mid-air and threw the three of them into several windows below. He also broke through the windows and entered the building.

Without enough time to check his injuries, he anxiously rushed out of the room and towards the roof of the building.

The Collector's combat power has increased too much, and the Night Watch is in danger!

…

On the middle floor of the TV station building, the Bright Sword Zhang Chanlin was holding a long sword of light made of condensed mental power, and was fighting with the five-man group of the Cleaning Association.

Suddenly, a huge and terrifying mental pressure came from above. Several people stopped fighting at the same time and looked out the window.

In the night sky, the ripples of spiritual power are dissipating into the distance!

Zhang Chanlin's face was as dark as water, and he suddenly threw out the mental sword in his hand.

The long sword split into five instantly in mid-air and stabbed the five members of the Cleaning Association like lightning.

The five members of the Cleaning Association either spread their vines, opened their mouths wide, or had their bodies as electric as lightning. They dodged the mental sword with a bit of embarrassment.

Zhang Chanlin's figure has disappeared, and only the sound of footsteps like drums can be heard from outside.

He has already rushed to the rooftop!

At this time, except for mother and Lao Chen, three of the five members of the Cleaning Association had already lost their jobs and looked at each other in confusion.

Lao Sun took the lead and said:

"Are we... still chasing?"

The mother pondered for a moment and said:

"Your plan has now reached a critical moment. Our role is to convince the other party that the person on the scene is the Collector himself. Now that the task has been completed, we can evacuate. Otherwise, we will become a drag when your plan succeeds."

The remaining four people immediately nodded in unison:

"Not bad!"

"Yes Yes!"

Then he flashed and left here.

It's not that I'm afraid of the Sword of Light, it's mainly that I don't want to cause trouble to the collector.

…

The violent mental pressure rushed down towards Li Fan, and even formed a palm print condensed from mental power in mid-air.

This intensity was far greater than the ripples felt by Yang Gan and others. Li Fan was shocked, knowing that even if King Dian Li faced this blow head-on, he would never be able to escape!

"Night Watcher, since you are stubborn, then die! The Collector is the fault of all this!"

Chasen was in a state of madness at this time, and the cracks on the surface of his body had deepened a bit. It was obvious that it was very difficult for him to activate this power.

At the same time, a figure suddenly jumped up from the side of the building, holding a bright sword and shouting:

"stop!"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the palm print formed by the condensed mental power directly slapped the night watchman down!

Zhang Chanlin's eyes widened, with a look of anger on his face.

It’s too late after all!

The long sword of light in his hand instantly grew to five meters, and the giant sword, which was as big as a door panel, slashed towards Chasen!

With a ferocious look on his face, Chason roared wildly, turned his palms into fists, and struck Zhang Chanlin, shouting:

"town!"

A fist shadow formed by the condensation of huge spiritual power emerged in mid-air and collided with the bright sword.

In an instant, ripples of mental power erupted in all directions, and the bright sword and the fist shadow held each other for a second, and then shattered.

The violent and abnormal mental radiation spread in all directions, and the buildings in several surrounding blocks were short-circuited and powered off in an instant, leaving them in total darkness.

There was only a full moon hanging high in the sky, and the cool moonlight illuminated the rooftop.

Zhang Chanlin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then condensed a long sword in his hand, danced in front of him into a ball of light and shadow, and retreated to the edge of the rooftop.

There was a solemn look on his face.

The collector is so strong that it even exceeded original expectations!

He could feel that the power of this punch was far less than the one just now, but it was still difficult for him to parry, and even a full blow was destroyed.

What a pity Night Watchman...

Then his eyes turned to where the night watchman was, and he couldn't help but stare!

The night watchman, who was originally thought to be seriously injured, was standing there calmly and calmly, only slightly raising his right hand.

It must have been his hand that blocked the Collector's shocking palm just now!

The ground around the night watchman was now blasted into a deep pit by the violent force. The rooftop was about to collapse, but the ground under his feet did not change at all.

Chasen looked at Li Fan in front of him, also showing surprise, but then he said ferociously:

"I'll see how long you can hold on. When I kill you, Kuncheng will become a real hell! I am a prisoner!"

As he spoke, the light spot in his body became brighter again, and his entire body expanded a lot in an instant. The cracks on the surface of his body became more obvious, and streaks of light came out, as if his body could no longer withstand the power.

However, Chason didn't care about all this. He folded his hands and formed a magic formula. The sound of howling wind was heard throughout Kuncheng.

The surrounding hospital morgues, including the morgue of the Anomaly Bureau, as well as the corpses on the ground that had just fallen to death, all began to twitch violently!

Spiritual bodies scattered in the void were summoned one after another.

These scattered spiritual powers, belonging to those who died recently, were gathered together at this time, forming twisted ghost-like shadows behind Chasen, letting out miserable howls.

The spiritual long sword in Zhang Chanlin's hand flashed again, and he forced himself to inject the last spiritual power into it. While focusing on the collector in front of him, he shouted:

"Night Watcher! You and I work together to stop him! I will summon the Heavenly Sword System of the Abnormal Bureau!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the collector in front of him had already grown to more than two meters in height. He snorted coldly, crossed his hands and waved towards Zhang Chanlin:

"Sleepy!"

Spiritual chains immediately appeared in the void, crisscrossing each other, trapping Zhang Chanlin in them.

Even his right hand holding the sword of light was locked, and he couldn't move at all for a while!

Zhang Chanlin was anxious and realized that the night watchman alone could not fight against the Collector. He struggled desperately, but could not break free for a while.

The collector in front of him had his skin stretched out like a thin layer of paper, and bright golden light shone from his body.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the terrifying mental pressure, as if you are about to be suppressed.

The night watchman was also in a very difficult situation at this time. He held his right hand in front of his body to resist the collector's mental pressure, as if he was about to be pushed off the rooftop at any time.

The sound of sniper rifles kept ringing in the sky, and powerful warheads were blasted towards the collector one after another, including rockets. At this time, they couldn't even get close to the rooftop, and they exploded or bounced out in mid-air.

Although the tangible protective cover has disappeared, the collector's mental power has formed a terrifying field!

There was a burst of messy footsteps. Yang Gan, Hong Tao and others rushed to the rooftop again and could no longer advance.

They can't even pass through the Collector's psychic field!

"Senior Night Watchman!"

Yang Gan shouted anxiously.

The collector laughed ferociously and shouted again:

"Sleepy!"

Spiritual chains emerged in the void, completely locking the night watchman and tightening them, trying to strangle him!

Zhang Chanlin and others were in great distress.

In the Abnormal Bureau Command Center, Zhao Yifeng, who saw this scene through the screen, was also very anxious. He could not wait any longer and must activate the Sky Sword system immediately!

But just at this moment, the night watchman moved!

He struggled to pull on the almost unshakable spiritual chain, and walked towards the collector step by step. Every step was extremely difficult. Just by looking at it, you can feel his pain!

Every step he takes is extremely difficult, but extremely persevering.

Holding half of the remaining sword in hand, move forward step by step!

A few words flashed through the hearts of everyone who saw this scene:

Regard death as home!

"You are not allowed to...endanger Kuncheng!"
To be continued...