Chapter 1005 Black Circle The wind in the wilderness always shows the beauty of power. When it sweeps forward against the ground, the weeds that are already as high as knees will surrender smoothly. . Then it rolled up some remaining leaves, giving the wind a powerful aura that threatened death if it refused to surrender. When Mr. Qi could already see the small village called Niujiatun, he reined in the horse and slowly glanced around. He had felt someone spying on him before, but he was still several miles away. This cultivation level was obviously extraordinary, so even if he was conceited, he did not dare to rush into the village. The people of Yueyingtang have always been silent in the darkest place in the world. They used to rely on some shady business to survive. For more than two hundred years, although they have gradually controlled a number of underworld forces, after all, these forces cannot be on the stage. In the eyes of those big families that have been together for hundreds or even thousands of years, such a force does not seem to be popular. Therefore, when the people of Yueyingtang walked from the dark to the light this time, everyone had the urge to let the world know about me as soon as possible. Not only the people below, but also the nine heavenly kings of Yueyingtang. Even Mr. Ninth, who is revered by other heavenly gods as the one who can conquer the world, is not exempt from this common practice. This feeling is actually very easy to understand. A group of people who have great ambitions but have to carefully hide themselves in the dark will suddenly one day be able to leave those dark and disgusting places and walk in the light. Everyone will have an impulse. It¡¯s like this wind, when it appears, it wants everything on the earth to surrender. "I know you are nearby." Mr. Qi did not immediately find the person who was peeping at him, but he was sure that this person was hiding not far away. The power that had been spied on before came from here and was locked by his cultivation. "You have such strength but you still hide in the dark. Don't you feel a little sorry for your own cultivation?" His eyes swept around, looking for the source of the prying power before. No one answered him. Mr. Qi took a deep breath, then slowly raised his hands and pressed them down fiercely. A thick and powerful storm swept out in all directions with him as the center. The violent wind uprooted the weeds. The direction the wind spread out was like rolling up a carpet. The weeds were uprooted, revealing the yellow land. The storm swept in all directions, and soon, everything within a radius of a hundred meters was completely cleared. Kurosawa had to show up, a little embarrassed. "I understand." Mr. Qi looked attentively at the man in brocade clothes who appeared dozens of meters away, and frowned slightly: "This is not the power of cultivation, and it is impossible for you to spy even with your cultivation. Me a few miles away. There are always some people in this world that make people jealous, such as you There are two types of practitioners. The first type is those who have better physiques than ordinary people and can control the vitality of heaven and earth. People with better physiques practice. The higher the achievement, most practitioners are like this, including me of course. The other kind of people are people like you, who are born with certain talents." "Mr. Jiu said that you people should be called. You are a person with powers, not a practitioner. However, when your innate talents are brought to their fullest, you can often possess the strength of a great practitioner. Therefore, there is never much fairness in this world. The achievements of people who have worked hard for ten years are not as good as the talents that people like you have from birth. " Kurosawa's eyes were fixed on the guy on the horse, and he could feel how powerful this person was. "Is your talent the ability to detect danger in advance? People like you are also called perception-type practitioners. You can detect danger in advance by relying on smell, feeling, and vision. They are all different. Which one do you belong to?" Kurosawa or not As he spoke, he just looked back in the direction of the village. He was counting the time. Du Mingfan of the Hundred Households had already sent out a warning signal before, and the people in the village should have already responded. It would take some time for the support from Xinyang City to arrive, and now he had to delay the guy opposite for a while. "Don't speak?" Mr. Seven sighed slightly: "You will regret it, because this is the last chance to speak in your life." He raised his hand and flicked his finger in the direction of Kurosawa. A wisp of strong wind burst out from his fingertips, heading straight for Kurosawa as fast as lightning. The speed of this strong wind was staggering. From the moment he took the shot to the moment he pounced in front of Kurosawa, it only took the blink of an eye. But in the blink of an eye, Kurosawa was gone. Disappear. Mr. Qi¡¯s eyes sharpened. He sat up straight on Zimazi¡¯s back and concentrated on his surroundings. The way Kurosawa disappeared was very strange. He definitely did not avoid it by relying on his extremely strong cultivation and absolute speed.That blow before. "It seems that your talent is not only the ability to detect danger in advance It's really enviable. Is such a quick dodge the same thing as the thing that Mr. Jiu gave us? I don't understand that thing. Why do you have that ability, so I don¡¯t understand why you have it. But if you think this is enough then you are wrong." He jumped off the horse and patted his horse on the butt: "Go by yourself. Avoid it." The horse seemed to understand what he said, and neighed and galloped forward. After the horse rushed out at least 200 meters away, Mr. Seven raised his hands, palms facing up. In his palms, a small group of black mist slowly formed. This black mist was so thick that it was tumbling back and forth in his hand. "If you don't come out, I will force you to come out." Mr. Qi stretched out his hands, and the two fist-sized black mists immediately rose into the air. When they rose to the top of Mr. Qi's head, The two groups of black mist suddenly flew out so fast that it was impossible for the human eye to follow them. The two groups of black mist flew about fifty meters and then separated, splitting in two directions. The place where they separate is a starting point, and then the two black fogs draw a circle with a radius of 100 meters starting from here and ending here. If anyone could look down from high in the sky, he would be surprised at how standard the circle drawn by the two masses of black mist was. A faint black trail was left at the edge of the hundred-meter circle, and the two black mists became much smaller after drawing the circle, only the size of an egg. Obviously, they scattered themselves and left that circle of black trails. The circle of mist is already very light, and you can't even notice it if you don't look carefully. After drawing the circle, the two black mists moved again. The two black mists crossed and began to circle rapidly along the drawn circle. Whoosh! A very thin black line separated from the black mist and shot out. It shot from one side of the circle to the other side of the circle, as if a diameter was drawn. Mr. Qi sat cross-legged on the ground, with the black line passing above his head. This is just the beginning. As the first black line appears, the second, the third countless black lines shoot out from one side of the circle, pass over Mr. Seven's head, then fly to the other side and then merge into the edge. How many diameter lines can be drawn to create a circle? How many diameter lines can be drawn from a circle that is directly 100 meters long? The density of the black lines is frightening. After several muffled sounds, Kurosawa's figure appeared from dozens of meters away to the left of Mr. Seven. A black line scratched his shoulder, and another black line pierced one of his arms. The blood beads were carried out by the black line and flew far away. Kurosawa's face turned a little pale. He looked around and knew that he was really trapped this time. "You should have two talents. The first one is that you can foresee danger coming, and you can sense the appearance of a very powerful person so you can avoid it as soon as possible. The second one is your absolute speed within a short distance, even your eyes can't see it. Invisible speed. I drew such a big circle because I know that although people like you have extremely powerful talents, they all have limitations. If your ultimate speed can reach a longer distance, then there is no limit. Who is your opponent?" Mr. Seven sneered: "You thought you could prevent me from finding you with such speed, so it was your mistake not to escape immediately. If you had just turned around and escaped, I would have done it. If I want to kill you, it will take some trouble, because I can't predict where you will appear again every time you escape, but you can't escape now. Not to mention you, you are the real great practitioner in my circle. No one can escape. "The black lines are getting denser and denser, and Kurosawa has no time to relax. He had to keep dodging, otherwise the black lines coming from unknown directions would hurt him. This kind of terrifying attack method has never been encountered by Kurosawa. He is the most special one among the Twelve Thousand Households. Because of his talent, Chen Xiaoru, the commander of the Riding School, values ??him particularly. It would definitely be better if his talent were used in assassinations, but in order to protect the safety of Fang Jie's wife and children , Chen Xiaoru still arranged him next to Sang Sasa. With such a talent, he can achieve speeds that even great practitioners cannot achieve within a distance of tens of meters. If Sang Sa Sa or Ning'er encountered any danger, he could take Sang Sa Sa or Ning'er and escape dozens of meters away in an instant. But now, he is trapped. Mr. Seven drew a black circle. Kurosawa's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. His talent has always been a secret in the Riding School.??, in order to make his talent work at critical moments, Chen Xiaoru never let him use it from beginning to end. He was very confident, so he chose to stay just now to delay some time for the people in the village and for the people who came from Xinyang City to support him. If Kurosawa sighed in his heart. It would be better if I just turned around and ran away, if only the mistress and the others were not too impatient and chose to live in Niujiatun instead of Xinyang City. He kept dodging, and the speed of those black lines was also very fast. The most unpredictable thing was the direction in which the black lines appeared. Ifif all the possible diameter lines in the circle appeared together, he knew that he would definitely die. . This is also the reason why he is still alive now. Obviously the assassin is not strong enough to control so many black threads. No one likes this feeling. ¡°You know you will die, but you don¡¯t know whether it will be the next second or the next second. Kurosawa always feels that he will have great achievements in the future. With the talent given to him by God, he can complete tasks that others cannot. In the future, he will definitely occupy a very high position on the Black Flag Army's merit list. But now, he knows that none of this will happen. Poof A black line penetrated from his calf, and his figure immediately slowed down and almost fell over. He was surprised to find that the black line was no longer just shooting out from the edge, but the black circle began to develop up and down. It seemed that it might not take long for the circle to be closed. If this circle can be closed, there is no doubt that Mr. Seven is the god in this circle. He is in control of everything.