Chapter 505 The calculation of the murder of the imperial weapon! (5)
On the field.
Ten people were ready and stood scattered on the stage.
Wang Feng also sensed the shadowless assassin.
Very easy to identify.
Through perception, Wang Feng sensed the weakest person. He was wearing black clothes and a pale face.
He is called the Shadowless Assassin, then the one with the weakest aura should be him.
The breath is indeed very weak. With Wang Feng's current perception, he can only feel a ray of breath.
In addition, the other nine people are soul kings above level 60, and two soul saints.
That Shadowless Assassin is one of the two soul saints.
‘Oh? A sensitive attacking soul saint?’
Wang Feng was slightly surprised.
Generally, even if the soul saint of agile attack system does not use soul skills and only uses soul power, their body speed will be very strong!
This type of person is generally a strong man in his class!
As the saying goes, no matter how fast you are, you can break it!
Without soul skills, everyone fights hand-to-hand combat. The faster the speed, the naturally there is no way you can do it.
This is the same reason why Wang Feng killed people with a devil's weapon.
Driven by his mental thoughts, it is no slower than the speed he throws it out directly.
Moreover, because of the control of mental thoughts, it is extremely flexible and the speed will not get slower and slower! Unlike using soul power control, it is very troublesome to control arrows to turn around!
But it is not impossible to dodge. In fact, all soul saints in agile attack system can dodge.
During the siege of the 300 people, one or two soul saints with aggression took the opportunity to avoid the flying blade strangulation formation formed by Wang Feng with the Xuanming Thorn.
It was because they dodged most of the attacks and rushed through the White Hell, and were able to barely get close to Wang Feng.
But unfortunately, I didn't stick to the end.
‘What threat can a soul saint with a sensible attack system pose to me?’
Wang Feng thought to himself, ‘There should be some special things?’
At this time, the competition begins!
At the moment when the game started, the other nine people rushed towards Wang Feng except to comfort Wuying.
The few people who dared to participate in the competition with the White-clothed Death God were obviously extremely powerful. Some of them only heard of their reputation and were unwilling to accept the murderous intentions and wanted to kill the White-clothed Death God in exchange for this reputation as a splash.
There are also those who are interested in killing and want to massacre the strong.
Those who can reach this point have gone through dozens of victories, and they come to participate in the competition more to vent their desire to kill.
As strong people, it is completely impossible for them to slaughter the weak.
We need to massacre more powerful people! Only in order to satisfy their desire to kill, so the first target is naturally the strongest white-clothed God of Death!
However, although these people are strong.
But in front of Wang Feng, it was still not enough to see.
After more than three years of continuous training on Xuanming Thorn, Wang Feng's current ability to kill people with a weapon is now. Even a level 70 soul saint cannot use his soul skill state and can achieve instant killing effect!
Even the level 80 Contra is in danger of losing his life under the ruthless attack of ten Xuanming Thorns.
The white-clothed hell was not blown out by people from the inner city!
I saw a black blade less than ten and a half meter flying out of Wang Feng's body, and then it spun in the air!
Light and shadows scattered!
The sharp cold light exudes the breath of death.
The leader was an extremely strong bearded man. His martial soul was a beast martial soul and the strongest defense.
The body is also the strongest among the few!
After the beast's martial soul possesses the martial soul on the killing field, its physical fitness will be greatly enhanced. Even if it does not use soul skills, it is mostly very strong.
On the contrary, if it is a weapon and a weapon, although there are more weapons, it is definitely not as good as a weapon and a weapon in terms of physical fitness.
Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.
Whoosh ~!
At the same time, they all came to Wang Feng, and there were enemies from all angles.
There is even a rare flight soul master who used martial soul possession and a wing of light grew from behind, flying in mid-air, trying to avoid the white-clothed hell.
But obviously this idea is too naive.
The range of sixty meters does not only include the ground.
Also included in the air.
This flight-type soul master is actually very fast.
His martial soul is the kind of falcon-like martial soul that is very fast in the sky. Without using soul skills, his speed is extremely fast!
Unfortunately, the Xuanming Thorn Blade is faster!
Moreover, the sharp blade formed by Wang Feng with the Xuanming Thorn is not a simple sharp blade. There are also three edge blade grooves formed on it, which will cause a lot of damage as long as it hits.
Ten sharp blades, almost flashing with cold light, attacked the eight people rushing towards each other!
Puff puff puff!
In an instant, four slightly weaker fallen people were directly hit by the sharp blade.
Even if it does not stab the vital point, the sharp blade will change its body at the moment of hitting, and continue to attack these fallen people in reverse, which is extremely difficult to defend. Even if it can defend once or twice, these sharp blades will always attack from all angles.
This requires subtle control of mental power.
It is not something that can be done by killing people with a simple weapon. It also requires distraction from counting! With Wang Feng’s current spiritual soul, it is already extremely simple to disperse the number of mental power.
In Wang Feng's brain perception, the positions of these nine people have already formed a three-dimensional three-dimensional image in their brains. The brain can even analyze based on the martial souls and strength of several people. How should the other party resist? How will it dodge? Once dodge, then the next attack will be the easiest to hit from that position?
Before the game started, Wang Feng felt the nine people and would start to calculate these things in an instant.
When eight of them rushed towards them, from the moment they set off, Wang Feng's brain was like a calculator, and began to calculate the movement trajectory of the eight people, analyze the speed, and analyze the direction from which direction should the sharp blade attack?
After the analysis is completed in an instant, the sharp blade formed by the Xuanming Thorn will attack according to the calculated possibility!
The weapon kills people and kills with one blow. Behind the seemingly cool, Wang Feng doesn’t know how much training he needs to go through to achieve it.
Of course, this is all due to the brain tempered by karma.
The sharp blade emitted a bloodthirsty light in the air, killing four fallen people in just a few breaths. Every time the cold light flashed, it was like a dancing butterfly, and it was difficult for the two of them to detect the trajectory!
In almost a blink of an eye, you can see a fallen man. The cold light transformed by the sharp blade instantly scratched several fatal scars. Each scar seemed to have been accurately calculated, like art.
In other words, this massacre was an art, with eight strong men rushing towards Wang Feng.
It was just that he entered the death net that Wang Feng used sharp blades to craft, and then fell down one by one.
Descend in the white-clothed hell with a radius of fifty meters.
The first beast martial soul war soul master who rushed over originally wanted to grab the sharp blade, but the sharpness of the sharp blade was not something he could imagine. Even if his martial soul was the kind of turtle beast martial soul with strong defense, there was a layer of thick scales attached to his hand after possession, but the entire palm was cut off by the sharp blade in an instant!
Chapter completed!