Because in the previous life, the word Virgin Mary almost became a derogatory term, so after Zhang Ping read Chen Junting's attributes, he was unconsciously deviated by the experience of his previous life.

Fortunately, he reacted in time.

Although there are many synonyms in the two worlds, there are also many words with completely different meanings.

If the Holy Mother of this world is not a fictional existence, then Chen Junting's ability is probably not that simple.

Zhang Ping followed closely behind the three of them while thinking. Suddenly one of them stopped and turned to look at his place.

"Not good, I've been discovered."

Zhang Ping was shocked, but then he made a decision not to let them kidnap Chen Junting.

kill!

His face was covered with dark mist, and a face of death was formed in a blink of an eye. At the same time, the fear war sickle was taken out from the golden treasure house. He jumped down from the roof and slashed at the man blocking the road with the rolling dark mist.

"Sleep...I'm grass!"

The man looked up at Zhang Ping. Before he could activate his ability, he was startled by Zhang Ping's face. Then his fear was quickly amplified, so his mind was blank.

One knife.

The man's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a thin red thread on his neck.

Zhang Ping did not stop, but instead held the fear war sickle and chased the other two at a faster speed.

After he left for a while, the man's head fell to the ground and blood gushed out.

In front, the vermilion-eyed man moved quickly with his subordinates. Suddenly he frowned and said, "Huang San is dead, give me the person, Huang Wu, go and block him."

"Yes!" the subordinate with the motivation to think of it responded.

Then the red-eyed man carried Chen Junting and continued running forward, while Huang Wu turned around and stopped, slowly raised his hands, shouted in a low voice: "Little meteorite band!"

The ground around suddenly exploded, and countless rocks were controlled by invisible forces, all floating up, forming an area in front of him that looked like a meteorite group.

Zhang Ping held the fear war sickle in one hand, rushed out from the corner and saw dense rocks floating on the street.

The next moment, these rocks fell on him like bullets, but as the rocks passed through the fog, his body was converted into a pure water body, and stones passed through his body, but did not cause any harm to him.

Huang Wu narrowed his eyes and saw that his attack could not hurt the mysterious man, he immediately stepped back while controlling more rocks to block in front of him.

At this time, he did not seek merit but did not seek any mistakes. As long as he could stop the pursuit of this mysterious man, he would be victorious.

Zhang Ping used a sickle to cut off the rock blocking the front. When he saw that there were rocks in front, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, but then he had an idea and looked down at the ground in front. Huang Wu's shadow was clearly visible under the moonlight.

"Die for me!"

He slashed out with a sickle, and the rock ahead suddenly cracked in half, but there were more rocks in front of him that were blocking the way.

But at this moment, an unexpected fog flying knife flew out from the end of the sickle.

This flying knife is extremely fast.

In an instant, he penetrated dozens of rocks blocking the front, and then shot through Huang Wu's eyebrows.

As a high-level awakened person in the spiritual system, Huang Wu has extremely tenacious vitality. Even if his brain is penetrated, he can still live for about 10 seconds. Before he died, he saw a terrifying god of death staring at him through the rock hole pierced by the flying knife. His eyes gradually opened wide, and his heart was only filled with fear of death, and finally fell into the boundless darkness with this fear.

The higher the wisdom, the more fearful the death, the purer the fear that erupts at the moment of death.

Others couldn't see it, but in Zhang Ping's eyes, a purple aura surged from Huang Wu's body before he died. After he approached, all of this aura penetrated into his body, and then it was transformed into a dark mist and gushed out.

The dark mist on his body became even more intense after killing two people in a row, and it had already formed a cloak shape. It was not enough to completely take shape. You could still vaguely see the outline of the black windbreaker in the dark mist.

"Purple fear?"

Zhang Ping was able to sense fear in the past, but he couldn't see fear. This time he actually saw it.

He didn't know whether it was because Huang Wu's fear was too high or because he repeatedly used the Nether Misty to absorb the fear, so the Nether Misty body had new changes.

But this is obviously a good thing.

He ran past Huang Wu and did not see Huang Wu who was lying on the ground and had a big hole in his forehead.

When he decided to kill these three people, he had already realized something in his heart. It was just a corpse, how could it be blocked by him?

"Huang Wu is dead too?"

The vermilion-eyed man ran in front of Zhang Ping. As soon as his subordinate died, he received feedback immediately, with an incredible expression on his face.

The main reason is that Huang Wu and Huang San are completely different. Huang San is just an intermediate awakened person, and he is also a spiritual awakened person. Once the enemy is a high-level or top awakened person, it is normal to be killed instantly.

But Huang Wu is a high-level awakened person, and his ability is still spiritual power. This is a ability with a strong advantage in frontal combat. Even if the enemy level is higher than him, he can drag it for at least a few minutes, and it is impossible to be killed so quickly.

Damn, what is the enemy coming from?

Could it be... the old man Situ Shibai came in person?

The vermilion-eyed man's eyes flashed, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt more fearful. He hesitated whether to give up Chen Junting.

Behind, Zhang Ping suddenly saw a purple aura gushing out 300 meters ahead. The aura quickly floated towards him. After entering his ten meters range, it naturally poured into his body, and gradually the underworld fog that enveloped his body became even stronger.

The quality of this fear is very high.

Although Zhang Ping couldn't see what he was now, he was sure that he must be very similar to the God of Death now.

Moreover, when the number of dark fog reaches a certain level, many abilities that cannot be used can be gradually used, such as using dark fog to resist damage, manipulating dark fog to support itself to fly, or even wrapping itself with dark fog for position transfer. From the visual effect, it is like elementalization.

These abilities are all abilities that Black Goats had used in the past.

He ran while trying to control the dark mist to support himself, and his body gradually floated up.

But soon he discovered that doing so would continue to consume the dark fog, and the higher the ground, the greater the consumption.

However, if it is only a few centimeters above the ground, the consumption is not particularly large.

The most important thing is that in the floating state, the Nether Misty can take him to move, and the Nether Misty is very fast, faster than a bullet.

He floated off the ground, and he quickly chased the vermilion-eyed man along the purple aura. He saw the other person's back in less than half a minute.

At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from his right ear. He subconsciously looked to the right, and an arrow just inserted into his eyes and exploded his head.

Under the impact of the arrow, his pure water-formed body scattered on the ground, while a masked man landed in front of him.

"Body alienation system...ink body constitution?"

The masked man looked at Zhang Ping quickly gathering human form from a distance, frowned and said coldly.

He held a bow and arrow and shot another arrow directly at Zhang Ping. The arrow of this arrow was still lightning.

call out!

A blue water whip was whipping from a distance, hitting the flying arrow.

Zhang Ping recovered his body and knew that Liu Sishan was coming when he saw the water whip. So he shouted: "Don't worry about me, I'm about five hundred meters away from the corner in front to save people!"

Liu Sishan, who was originally preparing to come to support, immediately changed direction, jumped quickly at the roof of the house, chasing the vermilion-eyed man who was running away.

In the alley, only Zhang Ping was left confronting the masked man.

Zhang Ping found that the masked man's eyes were distracted and he did not stare at him. He remembered the words of Jay Chou at the beginning: "Don't stare at the other party when looking at the overall picture."

In fact, what Chou Jielin said is easy to say and difficult to practice.

People always subconsciously look at the target, which is human instinct.

"The opponent's practical experience is probably stronger than mine. The first arrow just now did not carry lightning. If it was lightning, I don't know if the pure water body can block it." Zhang Ping thought to himself.

At this time, the masked man took out an arrow and pulled the bow and aimed it. Zhang Ping quickly put away his extra thoughts and held the fear war sickle in his hand to be on guard.

But the masked man suddenly showed a cunning look, raised his hand upwards, and shot arrows into the sky.

not good!

Zhang Ping immediately threw a fog flying knife at the arrow, but it was still late.

The arrow flew to the sky, and in a blink of an eye the arrow burst out with bright light, and at the same time, a large number of light spots dissipated like rain from the huge luminous body in the middle.

"So he's such a rookie!"

The masked man appeared behind Zhang Ping at this time and sneered gloomyly.

While speaking, a dagger with purple light in his hand pierced into Zhang Ping's back, and then a burst of lightning burst out from the ring worn by his index finger.

Zhang Ping's body kept twitching, steam sprayed out of the dark mist, and finally turned into a pile of black liquid and collapsed on the ground.

"I will remember it in my next life, don't leave your enemies easily."

The masked man took back the dagger, then took out a small jar of tinea oil, ready to destroy the body.

However, when he was about to pour the tincture oil, the black liquid suddenly pierced a large number of spikes. He caught him off guard and his hand holding the tincture oil was directly pierced.

"Thank you for your teaching, I will remember it well!" Zhang Ping's face emerged from the black liquid.

His body moved quickly like a snake, and waves of dark mist shot out from him. The masked man could only keep dodging and didn't even have time to deal with the wound.

The masked man has a lot of combat experience.

But his ability is not a combat-oriented ability, but an auxiliary ability: identification technique.

Different awakened people have different levels of understanding of information, even if the awakening identification technique is the same, the identification results will be completely different.

Some awakened people have a book in their identification form. For each target, there is one more page in the book, which contains information on the identification target.
To be continued...