Chapter 87: Clash

　　 Langren shook his numb hands vigorously, and shrugged his shoulders after hearing Zeng Yinli's words to express helplessness.
　　 like to ask this question so much?
　　 "Yes, I am not Langlin."
　　 He nodded perfunctorily, indicating that he did not want to struggle with this issue.
　　 However, Zeng Qianli felt that he was being despised. The blue veins on his forehead were tied up, and his chest tight and blushing face has become even more red.
　　 "Huh! One C-level, one B...oh? Not yet B-level, you are C-level? Two C-level wild dogs, just want to kill me? Foolish dream! I give you one hand."
　　 Zeng Qiangli saw Langren's true ability clearly, and laughed in anger. The light gray cleavage ability formed a transparent light blade and shrouded his left hand, becoming a close-knit and lethal weapon.
　　咚! ! !
　　 Qiao Jiang's eyes widened, and in the field of vision of the bandaged figure, he could barely see the movement of the bald head, and he instinctively bent back and wanted to avoid the horizontal split.
　　 He understands the opponent's abilities, in addition to the irresistible power of the B-level, and his unreasonable damage method that splits his ability.
　　All objects that come into contact with, as long as they are under the strength of his powers, will split from the inside. The wounds are not in a split way, but in a cruel way of tearing.
　　Shengsheng tears a person from the body, this is the killing method of bald splitting.
　　Because contact is damage, so this ability is invincible offensive and defensive, and all medium and low-level armors are just a layer of paper for him!
　　 So he must not let him touch it!
"too slow!"
　　 once invaded and grinned and kicked Qiao Jiang's knee.
　　 The air shook open, the movement stopped, Zeng Yinli frowned.
　　 His feet stopped in the air, and did not touch Qiao Jiang's knees.
　　‘Do you read motivation? ’
　　 The invisible power of thought is the manifestation of mental power. To deal with mental power, it is to use mental power.
　　Zeng Invasion is not an ability in the field of mental power, but he has the strong mental power of a B-level ability person. He can directly extend the mental power from the surface of the body to sense the direction the opponent wants to attack!
　　 This is the roughest induction method, but he doesn't care about the consumption.
　　 Just as his mental power was wrapped in an instant, the fist of the bandaged figure had already arrived in front of him.
　　 With a snap, Zeng Yinli's left hand was as swift as a long whip, and he blocked the punch with his palm.
　　 "Ha, this power is not good!"
"is it."
　　 Qiao Jiang was expressionless, and he did not know when he had been standing two meters away.
　　 The bandaged figure squeezed both fists, and the storm bombarded Zeng.
　　 "Ratio speed?"
　　 Zeng Yinli sensed several abnormal mental powers to hit him, and the corners of his mouth grinned.
　　 almost swiped a few afterimages from his left arm, weaving an airtight net in front of him, completely blocking Qiao Jiang's attack.
　　咚咚咚咚咚咚咚咚! ! ! ! !
　　 Every time a fist meets, the air bursts out of breath, and waves of spirit oscillate.
　　 Every second is more than a dozen violent collisions. After such a fierce stalemate for a few seconds, Zeng Yinli's face gradually began to change from the effortless appearance at the beginning.
　　 He felt that after each punch, the opponent's motivation for reading has slightly changed!
Snapped!
　　 There was a sound of something breaking off somehow, followed by another sound.
　　 He has a bad premonition in his heart.
Langren almost emptied his energy because of the previous knife. He was fishing and resting while Qiao Jiang was procrastinating. He could see clearly that Qiao Jiang’s stand-in had just broken two or three arms. The bandage, the fracture floats in the air.
　　 There are now more and more fractures floating around it, and more and more body skin is exposed.
　　 Langren couldn't help but start to wonder if Qiao Jiang would have reached Grade A when it completely broke free of the bandages.
　　 That seems to have a lot to go.
"not good!"
　　 Langren watched Qiao Jiang's face gradually paler, thinking that maybe his mental energy was exhausted, and he was stopped by Qiao Jiang when he was about to draw a knife to help.
　　 "It doesn't matter."
His hands are painful now, and although the substitute for the manifestation of mental power will not be disintegrated by the abilities of the invading force, the damage is actually acting on his spiritual level, and his brain has received it. The pain of being torn between his hands, even halfway through it, has been diluted several times by his ability.
　　 If it wasn’t for this pain to dilute, Qiao Jiang wouldn’t dare to fight the opponent like this
　　 Langren knew that he would not be able to delay for long, so he accelerated the speed of the flowing water breathing method. Now that Qiao Jiang can delay for one second, that is an opportunity.
　　 But Zeng Yinli didn't want to stand still.
　　 He felt that he was being practiced by the opponent! The opponent's power of thought has increased significantly!
　　 "What a joke!"
　　 He gave a violent cry, if it hadn't been for the right hand to still be unable to move, he would have put his hands together and killed Qiao Jiang!
　　 But he is entangled now! No matter what actions he has to do next, even if he retreats, he must endure the last attack!
　　 The palm of his hand suddenly turned, like a precise poisonous snake passing through the gap of the attack. At the same time, the bandaged figure had already hit his bald head with a punch, his skin was damaged, and a bruise appeared.
　　 And the gray light attached to his left hand suddenly shot a blade of light, trying to kill Qiao Jiang by surprise.
　　 But his light blade only shot tens of centimeters, and it was blocked by an air wall.
　　 Zeng Qiangli was shocked. He thought that Qiao Jiang had discovered such a quick sneak attack~EbookFREE.me~ but Qiao Jiang screamed at the same time, could not help backing a few steps, covering his chest with one hand.
　　 That's right, Zeng Yingli's cracking light blade hit the bandaged figure's chest, and the slight tearing pain came directly from Qiao Jiang's heart, making him unable to breathe for a while.
　　 Zeng Yingli didn't know what happened, but his fighting instinct told him that now is a good opportunity!
　　 "Dead!"
　　 He turned his footsteps slightly, bypassing the air wall in front of him, presenting an arc-shaped attacking route, and instantly came to Qiao Jiang, his splitting hand held high and slashed towards Qiao Jiang.
　　 "I can't help you!"
Langren’s ninja eyes saw everything in advance. A Jiyingzhan came to the top behind Zeng Yinli, and the alloy knife in his hand that was about to be broken slashed towards Zeng Yinli vertically, as long as Zeng Yinli hit Joe. Jiang, then he must not escape Langren's knife.
　　 "You can't help me?"
　　 once invaded and taunted, the attack route changed in vain, and he turned around and plunged into the air Langren!
He already knew the strength of Qiao Jiang’s motivation, but Langren was a threat, and he hadn’t participated in the field for so long, and then contacted the knife that didn’t meet his ability just now. Zeng Jianli knew he was recovering. , Qiao Jiang is just a tool for dragging time.
　　 How could Zeng Yingli let him recover? He might have to explain it here after another stroke, so his move was actually aimed at Langren!
The tip of the light blade accurately hit the blade of the alloy knife. This alloy knife could no longer withstand the destruction of the cracking, and exploded into sky fragments with a bang.
　　 But the light blade remained undiminished, and continued to stabbing Langren's chest firmly.
　　 "If you can't help me, then you go first!" Zeng Yinli shouted.