Chapter 914 Word Spirit: Death Curse

Qi Wei's movements were felt by both Qi Zhiyi, who was a little confused, and Pei Rong, who was running away frantically.

But they could not protect themselves and had no time to care about other things.

What they were facing now was the most desperate crisis since the three of them awakened.

Family affection seemed so insignificant at this moment.

Pei Rong did not dare to look back at all, and his figure shot through the mountains and forests.

He had already noticed the man chasing him from behind, and his breath perception was only at the peak of the sixth level.

Even if Pei Rong had enough confidence, as long as he turned back, he would definitely kill the man who was following him.

But he did not dare to stop for a moment, and just continued to run away.

Even the strongest Qi Wei was seriously injured by a blow. If he delayed for a while, he might be targeted by that person.

By then, I am afraid that none of the three uncles and nephews would be able to escape.

"Fortunately..."

Pei Rong secretly rejoiced in his heart that fortunately the one who was dealing with him was only a peak sixth-level elementalist.

Otherwise, he would not have a chance at all.

He suddenly rushed forward ten meters to the right, and with the help of a huge rock, he dodged the explosive phantom that was rushing towards him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise behind him, but Pei Rong didn't even turn his head and continued to flee forward.

"You run really fast... Unfortunately, you don't have a chance."

Meng She, who was wearing a hooded black coat, landed lightly on a branch and muttered as he looked at the figure running fast fifty meters ahead.

The surging energy rushed out of his body.

A super-large spirit body covering a radius of 300 meters emerged, and a strong explosive breath gathered rapidly in it.

Pei Rong was just a power-enhanced psychic after all, focusing on strength, not speed.

At his running speed, it would take at least five to seven seconds to rush out of the range.

But after only three seconds, Meng She's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism, and he clasped his hands at Pei Rong from a distance and shouted:

"Explode!"

The surface of the super-large spirit body suddenly revealed bursts of orange-red light.

It exploded in the next moment.

"Boom!"

The flames rose up into the sky, like a blooming flower of the other shore.

Gorgeous and beautiful, but with the breath of death.

The shock wave generated by the explosion swept around, and countless rocks and trees were all smashed and knocked down by the shock wave.

The center has become a huge pit, and the smoke and dust in it lingered for a long time.

Meng She fanned in front of him with some disgust, and walked slowly towards the huge pit.

After a while, several painful groans came into his ears.

In the center of the pit, Pei Rong, whose legs were broken and only half of his left arm was left, turned his head with difficulty, staring at Meng She who was walking over with a resentful look.

His skin was burnt all over his body, emitting an indescribable burnt smell.

One of his left eyes seemed to be burned, and when he turned his head to look over, only the right eye was slightly moving.

Seriously injured and dying!

One only wanted to escape, and the other was ready to go.

Even though Pei Rong was a seventh-level strongman, he had been injured before.

With only one thought in mind, he inevitably became a living target for Meng She.

Now Meng She had only one tenth of his energy left, and all of it was poured into the explosion just now.

The power generated was not something that Pei Rong, who was already injured, could withstand.

Almost at the moment of the explosion, Pei Rong's protective aura was torn like a piece of paper.

In this state now, he was not far from death.

"If there is a next life... remember, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with!"

Seeing Pei Rong still staring at him, Meng She raised his mouth and shook his head.

If he just messed with him, it wouldn't be a big deal, and the boss wouldn't be so intolerant.

It's a pity that these three people dared to plan Yunding, and shamelessly said that they would strike first...

It's simply courting death!

Meng She drew the sword from his waist and stepped forward to give Pei Rong a quick death.

"Ah!"

Pei Rong's face twitched, and suddenly he let out a hysterical hoarse roar.

The still intact right hand suddenly propped up the ground, and the whole body flew towards Meng She.

A flash of knife light flashed in the darkness, and two figures crossed each other.

Two muffled sounds came from behind, and a head and half of the body rolled down.

Meng She shook the bloody horizontal knife and sheathed it again.

Turning around and glancing at the broken body on the ground, he flicked a spark expressionlessly.

The spark fell on Pei Rong's body and instantly turned into a fire and began to burn.

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On the other side, when Meng She released a super-large spirit body and caused a violent explosion.

Wen Yurou in the sky was leisurely dodging the rock and soil spikes released by Qi Zhiyi.

Two consecutive "Word Spirit: Confused God" bombarded Qi Zhiyi's mind, weakening his mental power again and again.

Wen Yurou looked at the other party with cold eyes, brewing a fatal blow in her hand.

In fact, for her, such face-to-face battles are not what she is good at.

However, the impact was not great, it just required a little more effort.

The two were only a few dozen meters away from the ground, and there was nothing but a rugged rock below.

"Exploding rock spike!"

Qi Zhiyi seemed to have expected it, and his confused eyes cleared up.

He grabbed the rocks below with both hands, and the powerful rock and soil control force crushed the rocks one after another.

It turned into sharp rocks of different sizes and shot out.

Wen Yurou, who was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, was just within the range of the rock spikes.

"Word Spirit: Death Curse!"

Wen Yurou had a calm face and uttered a few cold words.

As soon as the words fell, an invisible wave quickly spread out from her hands.

All the rock spikes that were affected were strangely decayed into dust, and could not hurt Wen Yurou at all.

And this wave did not stop. After clearing the rock spikes, it suddenly gathered together.

It formed a strange palm, penetrated Qi Zhiyi's thick rock armor, and grabbed his head.

Qi Zhiyi's figure froze, his eyes bulged, and a weak sound of "ho ho" came out of his throat.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly dispersed, and the rock armor covering his whole body began to crack inch by inch, and fell off his body one after another.

Qi Zhiyi, who showed his face, had a gray skin, as if all his energy had disappeared.

As the rock armor fell off, his body also fell to the ground.

"Finally, it's done."

Watching this scene, Wen Yurou in midair let out a long breath and stretched out her fair little hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

The powerful seventh-level earth-type superpower Qi Zhiyi, under her full-strength curse, could not escape the fate of death with his spirit and spirit disintegrated at the same time.

Wen Yurou was also in a bad mood. The opponent's superpower attack was not a threat to her under the interference of "Word Spirit: Confused God".

It's just that the last move "Word Spirit: Death Curse" requires her to inject a lot of mental power and energy.

If this attack fails to kill the opponent, Wen Yurou will inevitably fall into a period of weakness.

In this way, it is very likely that this guy will escape.

In fact, with Mo Bei by her side, even if Wen Yurou cannot kill Qi Zhiyi, Mo Bei will naturally take action to solve it.

But as the first seventh-level member of the Dark Night Squad under Mo Bei, Wen Yurou still has her strong side.

The last attack almost emptied all her energy.

The effect produced is also extremely powerful.

Qi Zhiyi had no chance to resist at all and was cursed to death on the spot.