Chapter 265 Comparison of Strong Enemies

Jiang Lan's eyes suddenly lit up, which is Yan Wuzhao's ability! Although he did not understand the attack mode of this power, Jiang Lan knew that Yan Wuzhao was ready to fight back as soon as he saw the fingerprints of the other party.

The seal is like a fist, like the illusory path of immortality! It seems to be an ordinary punch, but it is full of terrible power.

Chen Mo's eyes scratched a trace of imperceptible arrogance. This ability... I understand... It's a little interesting! OK, very good!

At the moment when the fists and swords collide, the vibration sound in the air is like the collision of two rare magic soldiers, making a unique sound of metal.

The air wave swept away, and the sea of fire burst.

Ouyang's fire soul's head was numb, and the power on the fire god sword suddenly dissipated, and his feet quickly retreated.

Spiritual attack! Unsurprisingly, except for Yan's ability, he is at least a psychic. At the moment of attack, Ouyang Fire Soul was naturally also absorbed! The power of Yan Wuzhao's blow is relatively weak. If his skills and strength are not strong enough, it is impossible to make Ouyang's fire soul be spiritualized.

However, Yan did it without warning, and the Ouyang fire soul itself could not maintain the form of the fire god sword with one blow, and it was completely in a state without any threat.

Chen Mo gently raised his chin. Unlike most power people, he had already seen the truth. The blow was surprising, but the previous fingerprints and eyes were the key to winning.

A seemingly ordinary punch, those eyes are all to pave the way to maximize this ability. Cold reading! Physical illusion in the true sense!

Trigger conditions and trigger means are inextricably related to hypnosis, which makes people defenseless!

Even the opponent's attack mode and attack frequency have become a means to promote this kind of hypnosis. So no matter how the other party is prepared, he first falls into the trap. This ability is the reason why Ouyang Fire Soul will feel in a trance, rather than being attacked by any spirit.

In the eyes of outsiders, the spiritual attack opened, and Yan Wuzhao moved forward again. His body seemed to be light and slow, but his speed was a few minutes faster than that of Ouyang's fire soul, who retreated rapidly. In a blink of an eye, he came to the strong man who dared to challenge Chen Mo.

There is no murderous temperament, and there is no strong pressure from Chen Mo. Yan Wuzhao's eyes emit a little white light, and the white energy of the air wave is higher than one heavy counterattacks to the vermilion flame instinctively covered around Ouyang's fire soul.

In the face of the terrible flame that can easily vaporize people directly, Yan Wuzhao will not just put on the air of being beaten and wait for the attack.

Yan Wuzhao's attack is very simple, so simple that people can't believe it. There is no dazzling trick. It's simpler than one plus one equals two. It's just a punch to blow up the fire sword and bully Ouyang's fire soul.

It's just that this close body, Yan Wuzhao's whole momentum has increased a lot. His hands shook slightly, slightly closer, and the flame of Ouyang Fire Soul faintly resonated and catered to it in a sharp and regular basis.

Yan Wuzhao's whole body looks like an illusory bubble, dancing to the music.

Nightmare cold reading!

This is the strongest power taken from cold reading, which is claimed to be a terrible ability that even cells can be deceived. Imagine that the muscles in your body burst for no reason, but you don't know what's going on. It's completely uncontrollable to produce this kind of injury, just like subconscious implantation, until death. The illusion of closing your eyes!

Yan Wuzhao's eyes suddenly focused, and the illusion coincided with reality.

Ouyang Huohun's scalp was numb, and he instinctively sensed that he seemed to have lost something important. The muscles of the whole body beat, and the head quickly swings to the side. The eyes are closed. The scarlet flame in the hand swept in front of him, and the color became darker, as if trying to interrupt the warning attack.

The Fire God Sword sweeps! The scorrups are sweeping! He fiercely dried up the air in front of him, which made Yan Wuzhao's eyes fluctuate and dark, and even the white energy that came from the counterattack converge a lot.

Realism! It seems to be a little less real feeling! But the feeling of the body is still extremely clear!

The powerful power present was shocked. At this moment of lightning, Ouyang Fire Soul can not only retreat completely, but also seem to be able to accurately interrupt the opponent's attack. This is really amazing. Does he already know the other party's ability? How can Tian Zejie's strength have such a strong instinctive power?

Ouyang Fire Soul is also a master, but in this situation, it is still not as good as Yan Wuzhao. This sword did not completely interrupt the offensive of Yan Wuzhao's cold reading. In the blink of an eye, a huge white energy mask completely covered the world. Ouyang Fire Soul only felt the incomparable tingling of his hands and hurriedly retreated.

Yan Wuzhao's attack starts from the heart. The essence of this illusion has surpassed spirit and thinking, but is an extremely microscopic subconscious force, just like Xuan Yi's ability, which belongs to the strange ability of the same nature.

At this moment, Ouyang Fire Soul even felt that he smelled death! But what countless powers can't understand is his eyes. What flashes is not fear, but confusion! It seems that there is something important to make up your mind.

At the moment when the electric flint seemed to be about to be defeated, Ouyang Fire Soul no longer looked at Yan Wuzhao, but looked down at his hands.

Just for a moment, the confusion in Ouyang's fire soul's eyes was suddenly replaced by determination. His hands were clenched again, and the fire god sword condensed into shape, and the red light flowed, and the sword body suddenly splits into his thighs.

Puff...

A bright red hot ** bloomed on the scarlet flame, which instantly turned into a gas state. Ouyang's fire soul's body shook. After finishing this, a terrible flame suddenly burst out all over its body and went towards the white energy cover.

So the action was done in one go, and there was no procrastination at all.

After completing all this, Ouyang Huo's soul looked solemnly at his right leg, which was gushing blood. He looked at the faint white light that Yan Wuzhao's eyes still burst out. Those eyes seemed to be an abyss, devouring everything.

Suggestion!

Ouyang Fire Soul stared at Yan Wuzhao coldly. Although this ability of spiritual hallucination and the power of psychological hints is not rare, such a terrible existence like the other party is also an aarith.

If possible, Ouyang Fire Soul does not want to self-harm, so he can stimulate his senses in this way. Although there is no sign of the attack just now, if you hesitate to delay, I'm afraid that in your subconscious, the body will be destroyed by yourself, this kind of killing invisible power. It's really dangerous and terrible.

Ouyang Huohun looked up at Yan Wuzhao, more than ten meters away, and quietly listened to the sound of eager discussion in the field. The expression on his face was also like an iceberg without any change.

Although I know his power! But this kind of supernatural person is invincible in the same level battle! Only before he exerts his strength and defeat him with all his strength can there be a glimmer of hope! Ouyang Fire Soul recondensed the Fire Sword. This time, the skin of the whole body also faintly changed from wheat to dark red. The combat uniform made of the special material of the body is also constantly melting from the body at this time, as if **.

It was displayed in front of everyone. At this time, the Ouyang fire soul was like a big fireball, dark red. Only through the constantly fluctuating air can you see a vague figure!

A low voice came from the fireball: "You are very strong! But no matter how strong you are, I won't allow myself to be defeated here. I absolutely can't lose!"

In the huge square, only the fire refining people have excitement in their eyes, and only they know what a heavy burden Ouyang Fire Soul carries! Constant surpassing and practicing is not only for personal strength, but also just to defend the glory of fire refining, enter the top ten, and defeat Chen Mo!

The light of Yan Wuzhao's eyes gradually dimmed. At this time, his eyes were no longer the color of appreciation. The man in front of him really looked at him as an opponent and said, "Ouyang Fire Soul really lives up to its reputation. This time it was my fault. I will burst out real strength to face the next battle.

"Thank you, but I want to tell you something." Ouyang Huohun raised his cold cheek and said lightly, "The next power will be beyond my control. I hope you can survive."

"Real?" Yan Wuzhao's calm eyes flashed a little excitement: "Very good. Let's see if it's my cold reading to control you first, or I'll be killed by you first."

Victory and enter the Aoyi level.

This is a great opportunity. Death and surprise coexist...

Ouyang's fire soul in the hot fireball raised his head. Now that he chose to fight, let it go.

As soon as his thoughts stopped, he raised the Void Sword, which had completely turned into a physical state, and the dazzling light like the sun would completely hide the brilliance of the empty days.

Bum!

The dark red sword is constantly accumulating terrible pressure, the flames are raging, and the air waves are turbulling. People outside the whole energy mask can feel this real power, and the overwhelming momentum is overwhelming.

At this moment, most of the powers in the square showed a look of fear. At the same time, they looked at Yan Wuzhao and were more full of sympathy. The cohesion or fit of the energy before the offensive was very amazing. Even if Yan Wuzhao had the incredible cold reading power, he could not break through the barrier and control the other party in a short time. .

Yan Wuzhao still stood still in place. This time, he did not continue to use the dream eye. He stood like that, watching the ready-to-go attack.

The palm of the hand is turned, the energy traces are extremely weak, and the dreamlike white silk keeps dancing in this space.

It's just that the power of Ouyang Fire Soul after improvement is too terrible. It is too unlikely that Yan Wuzhao wants to control the other party in this situation...

Blood!

No one expected that the blood that belonged to the Ouyang Fire Soul on the ground was actually integrated into this piece of white! Yan Wuzhao rushed to Ouyang Fire Soul!