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- "Things that pretend to be ghosts."
Looking at the big hand of the mist full of anger, Zheng Kun raised his hand again.
"Shenluo Tianzheng!"
The invisible thought power pushed out horizontally, and amidst the loud bang, the big hand was pushed out vigorously.
The big hand pushed out by the power of thought still maintained a clear shape, and it turned into a palm, and began to contend with his power of thought.
The mist all over the sky began to churn, as if it was attracted by some gravity, it gathered towards the big hand.
As more and more mist flowed in, the big hand became bigger and bigger, reaching as high as three or four floors, which could barely block Zheng Kun's thoughts.
Zheng Kun raised his brows lightly. The range of his telekinetic power is hundreds of feet. Of course, telekinetic power is based on his spiritual power. The farther away he is, the weaker his power will be.
However, in the world of Weird Dreams, he has been cultivating spiritual power and training his means of manipulating telekinetic power.
He is not building a car behind closed doors, but referring to countless fantasies he has seen about various methods of using telekinesis, and realizing them bit by bit.
The mind barrier is one of them. If someone studies it carefully, he can find that his mind barrier is far superior to that of ordinary qigong masters, because he has made certain changes to the structure of the mind barrier.
And among these fantasies about telekinesis, he found that the simplest and most effective ones are Shenluo Tianzheng and Wanxiang Tianyin.
Because these two tricks are purely simple to operate, just one pull and one suction, and the requirements for micromanipulation are not high.
Shenluo Tianzheng is to instantly expand one's mind power barrier, and Wanxiang Tianyin is a pure mind force pulling action, which is purely determined by the level of mental power.
And this kind of technique that is purely determined by the level of mental power is often the most effective and direct.
With his current spiritual strength, it is enough to push his Shenluo Tianzheng beyond a hundred feet, but the most powerful and powerful distance is within thirty feet.
At a distance of thirty feet, the speed and thrust of his Shenluo Tianzheng can reach the peak, which is no less than that of a heavy truck running at high speed. Ordinary people will be smashed to pieces if they are hit by him like this. up.
Amazing!
Even Zheng Kun hadn't seen the other party yet, but he couldn't help admiring him.
But that's all.
From the appearance of the funeral procession to the present, all he saw were young people, not a single master.
This made him very dissatisfied.
After taking over the miscellaneous affairs department, he thought that he would be in trouble, but he didn't expect the trouble to come so fast, so violently, that he didn't even have a chance to think about where his sudden trouble came from.
Looking at the big misty hand that was getting bigger and bigger, he even started to push back his mind barrier.
He raised the gun again.
Boom bang bang bang
Several shots hit the big hand made of mist, the bullets shot into the mist, the mist surged for a while, and was soon filled up again.
The gun had some effect on the misty big hand, but the effect was not that great.
Zheng Kun thought for a while, then simply put away the pistol, and at the same time he canceled the mind barrier.
At the moment when the mind barrier was removed, the big hand had no resistance, and rushed towards Zheng Kun with an astonishingly fast speed.
"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"
The moment the big hand approached, Zheng Kun had an extra razor in his hand.
Slightly raised his right hand, the razor flicked away with a bang, and flashes of bright light flashed in front of him.
The big hand of mist that was about to grab him was torn apart under this brilliance, and Zheng Kun could even hear a strange cry of shock and anger.
Following this strange cry, the mist dispersed.
"I don't care who you are or what your purpose is, but it's too simple to think that you want to deal with me."
Looking at Zai Dashou, who was scattered into the mist again, Zheng Kun sneered, and his eyes fell on the red coffin.
The funeral procession that had surrounded the red coffin was completely dead, and there were only six coffin bearers standing there, silently "watching" him.
"Zheng Kun, you should die."
There was a trace of coldness in the hoarse voice, and it was as uncomfortable as a cat's claws scratching the heart.
It's a pity that Zheng Kun doesn't like this at all.
"Since you don't come out, don't blame me for being rude." While speaking, he moved his feet and appeared in front of the six pallbearers with a distance of about ten meters. The razor in his hand lightly With a wave, the six coffin bearers began to be harvested.
"Arrogant boy!"
The figure flashed, and a gray shadow blocked Zheng Kun's front. Withered sharp claws and sharp fingertips pierced Zheng Kun's eyes like lightning.
Insert eyes! !
Experts! !
Zheng Kun tilted his head slightly, easily dodged the thorn, raised his leg and kicked fiercely between the legs of the gray-clothed figure.
You ward in, I kick the gear! !
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the figure jumped up from his kick, but without much reaction, the hand as dry as a chicken's claw reached out to him again.
"Will I be afraid of you?!"
After fighting for a round, Zheng Kun had already seen the appearance of the other party clearly. It was a grey-white old man with a stiff complexion. He looked about sixty or seventy years old. He was wearing a gray robe. He looked like the Republic of China from a historical drama. some mr.
His movements are stiff, but his speed is very fast, his strength is great, and his body is also very hard. When he kicked it just now, it was like kicking on an iron block.
If it wasn't for his hard qigong being strong enough, his legs would probably be broken by now.
"Zombie!"
Soon he judged the identity of the old man.
This is a zombie, not Jiang Chen's zombie, but a zombie refined by others.
The method of Xiangxi.
"What the hell, it's just taking over a department, all kinds of ghosts and snakes have appeared, do you really think I'm easy to bully?!"
Even if the other party was a zombie, Zheng Kun did not hesitate, clenched his fists with both hands, and punched him in the face.
Flower fist embroidered legs!
Now he has fully grasped this set of boxing skills, and also incorporated many small skills of Qianmen skills, that is, the opponent is a zombie. If it is a human, he has already broken bones and tendons, and was beaten to death by him.
Clap clap!
Boom bang bang!
One person and one zombie are fighting in one place, Zheng Kun's body is extremely flexible, like a monkey scurrying around the zombie, but his shots are extremely heavy, every punch and kick is full of strength, like a heavy hammer generally.
And that zombie, although his attack speed is fast, has the common problem of all zombies and is not flexible.
After a few rounds, he didn't touch Zheng Kun for a while, but Zheng Kun smashed those big holes in his body, even the serious old pedantic face was beaten to pieces, and his eyes were shattered. They all fell to the ground.
Zheng Kun was not bare-handed either, with a razor between his fists and feet. Soon, the zombie's hands were taken off by him and fell to the ground. , The next moment, the knife flashed, and his head was cut off, and the headless body stood there straight, motionless. </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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