C34 Three Kills

Because in his previous life, the word "holy mother" had almost become a derogatory word, after Zhang Ping saw Chen Junting's attributes, he was unconsciously led astray by his previous life's experience.

Fortunately, he reacted in time.

Although there were many synonyms in the two worlds, there were also many words that had completely different meanings.

If this world was not a fictional existence, then Chen Junting's ability was probably not that simple.

Zhang Ping pondered as he followed behind the three of them. Suddenly, one of them stopped and turned to look at where he was.

"Not good, we've been discovered."

Zhang Ping was shocked, but he immediately made a decision that he could not let them kidnap Chen Junting.

Kill!

His face was covered in the Nether Fog, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the face of the god of death. At the same time, the Fear War Scythe was also taken out from the Gold Treasury. He jumped down from the roof with the rolling Nether Fog and slashed towards the man who was blocking the way.

"Sleep … Damn it!"

The man raised his head and looked at Zhang Ping. Before he could even use his ability, he was shocked by Zhang Ping's face. Then, the feeling of fear quickly magnified, causing his mind to turn blank.

One slash.

The man's eyes widened, and a thin red line appeared on his neck.

Zhang Ping did not stop. Instead, he held the Fear War Scythe and chased after the other two at an even faster speed.

After a while, the man's head fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.

In front of him, the man with red eyes and his subordinates quickly moved. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Huang San is dead. Hand over the person to me. Huang Wu, you go and block him."

"Yes!" The subordinate with the telekinetic ability replied.

Then, the man with red eyes carried Chen Junting and continued to run forward, while Huang Wu turned around and stopped. He raised his hands slowly and shouted, "Little Meteorite Group!"

The ground around them suddenly exploded, and countless rocks were controlled by an invisible force. They all floated up and formed a region that looked like a group of meteors in front of him.

Zhang Ping held the Fear War Scythe with one hand and rushed out from the corner. He saw that there were countless rocks floating on the street.

In the next moment, these rocks fell on his body like bullets, but when the rocks passed through the Nether Fog, his body turned into a body of water. The rocks passed through his body, but they did not cause him any harm.

Huang Wu squinted his eyes. Seeing that his attack was unable to harm the mysterious person, he immediately retreated and controlled more rocks to block in front of him.

At this moment, he did not ask for any credit, but only for no mistakes. As long as he could stop this mysterious person from chasing him, it would be a victory.

Zhang Ping used the scythe to cut open the rocks in front of him. When he saw that there were still more rocks in front of him, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. However, he suddenly had an idea. He lowered his head and looked at the ground in front of him. Under the moonlight, Huang Wu's shadow could be clearly seen.

"Die!"

He slashed out with his scythe, and the rocks in front of him immediately split into two, but there were still more rocks in front of him.

But at this moment, a Nether Fog flying dagger flew out from the tip of the scythe.

The flying dagger was extremely fast.

In an instant, it pierced through dozens of rocks in front of him, and then shot through Huang Five's forehead.

As an advanced level Awakened, Huang Five's vitality was extremely strong. Even if his brain was pierced through, he could still live for about ten seconds. Before he died, he saw the terrifying eyes of the god of death staring at him through the hole in the rock. His eyes gradually widened, and his heart was filled with fear of death. Finally, he fell into the endless darkness with this fear.

The more intelligent a creature was, the more afraid it was of death, and the purer the fear it would erupt at the moment of death.

The others could not see it, but in Zhang Ping's eyes, a purple aura surged out from Huang Five's body before he died. This aura entered his body after he got close, and then it was turned into the Nether Fog that gushed out.

The Nether Fog on his body became even denser after killing two people in a row. It had already faintly formed into the shape of a cloak. It was not enough to completely form it, but he could still vaguely see the outline of the black windbreaker in the Nether Fog.

"The purple fear?"

Zhang Ping could feel the fear before, but he could not see it. This time, he actually saw it.

He was not sure if it was because Huang Five's fear was too high in quality, or if it was because he repeatedly used the Nether Fog to absorb the fear, but the body of the Nether Fog had changed.

However, this was obviously a good thing.

He ran past Huang Five, but did not look at the Huang Five who had a big hole in his forehead.

When he decided to kill these three people, he had already made up his mind. It was just a corpse, so how could it stop his footsteps?

"Huang Five is also dead?"

The red-eyed man ran in front of Zhang Ping. The moment his subordinates died, he immediately received feedback, and his face revealed an expression of disbelief.

The main reason was that Huang Five was completely different from Huang San. Huang San was only an intermediate Awakened, and he was also a spiritual type Awakened. Once the enemy was a high-level or top Awakened, it was normal for him to be instantly killed.

However, Huang Five was an advanced Awakened, and his ability was still psychokinesis. This was an ability that gave him a strong advantage in a head-on battle. Even if the enemy's level was higher than his, he could at least drag it out for a few minutes, so it was impossible for him to be killed so quickly.

Damn it, where did the enemy come from?

Could it be that... that old bastard Situ Shibai had personally come?

The red-eyed man's eyes flickered. The more he thought about it, the more he felt fear. He hesitated whether or not he should give up on Chen Junting.

Behind him, Zhang Ping suddenly saw a surge of purple aura rushing out from 300 meters in front of him. This aura quickly floated towards him, and when it entered within ten meters of him, it naturally flowed into his body. The Nether Fog that gradually enveloped his body became even thicker.

The quality of this fear was very high.

Although Zhang Ping could not see his current appearance, he was sure that he looked very much like a god of death.

Moreover, when the number of Nether Fog reached a certain level, many abilities that he could not use before could be used now. For example, he could use the Nether Fog to block damage, control the Nether Fog to lift him up, or even use the Nether Fog to wrap himself up and shift his position. From the looks of it, it was like he had turned into an Elemental.

These abilities were all abilities that the Dark Fog Black Sheep had used before.

As he ran, he tried to control the Nether Fog to lift himself up, and his body gradually floated up.

But soon, he realized that doing this would consume a lot of Nether Fog, and the higher he got from the ground, the more he would consume.

However, if he was only a few centimeters away from the ground, the consumption was not that big.

Most importantly, when he was floating, the Nether Fog could bring him up, and the speed of the Nether Fog was very fast, even faster than a bullet.

As he floated up, his entire body followed the purple aura and quickly chased after the red-eyed man. In less than half a minute, he had already seen the other party's back.

At this time, a whistling sound suddenly came from his right ear. He subconsciously looked to his right and saw an arrow piercing into his eye, blowing his head up.

Under the impact of the arrow, his body made of pure water fell to the ground, and at the same time, a masked man landed in front of him.

"The Body Mutation System... Ink Body?"

The masked man looked at Zhang Ping quickly forming his human form from afar and frowned as he said coldly.

He held his bow and arrow and directly shot another arrow at Zhang Ping. The arrowhead of this arrow still had a flash of electricity.

Swoosh!

A blue Flow Whip came from afar and hit the arrow that was flying towards him.

Zhang Ping recovered his body and saw the Flow Whip. He knew that Liu Sishan had come, so he shouted, "Don't worry about me. He's about five hundred meters away from the corner. Save him!"

Liu Sishan, who was about to come to support him, immediately changed his direction and jumped up the roof of the house to chase after the red-eyed man who was running away.

Only Zhang Ping and the masked man were left in the alley.

Zhang Ping realized that the masked man was not staring at him. He remembered what Zhou Jielin had said to him, "Don't stare at the opponent when you look at the overall picture."

Actually, it was easy to say but hard to do.

People would always subconsciously look at their target. This was human nature.

"The opponent's combat experience is probably stronger than mine. The first arrow didn't bring lightning. If it did, I wonder if the Pure Water Body can block it." Zhang Ping thought to himself.

At this moment, the masked man took out an arrow and pulled the bowstring. Zhang Ping quickly stopped thinking about it and held the Fear War Scythe in his hand to guard himself.

However, the masked man suddenly revealed a cunning look. He raised his hand and shot an arrow at the sky.

Not good!

Zhang Ping immediately threw out a Nether Fog flying dagger at the arrow, but it was still too late.

The arrow flew into the sky and the arrowhead burst out with a bright light. At the same time, a large amount of light scattered from the huge glowing body in the middle.

"So he really is a rookie!"

The masked man appeared behind Zhang Ping and sneered sinisterly.

As he spoke, the dagger in his hand with purple light stabbed into Zhang Ping's back. Following that, the ring on his index finger emitted a burst of electric light.

Zhang Ping's body kept twitching. Steam came out from the Nether Fog, and finally turned into a lump of black liquid that fell to the ground.

"In your next life, remember, don't look away from your enemies."

The masked man took back his dagger and took out a small jar of kerosene, preparing to destroy the corpse and erase the evidence.

However, just as he was about to pour the kerosene, the black liquid suddenly shot out a large number of sharp thorns. He was caught off guard, and the hand holding the kerosene was pierced through.

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

His body moved like a snake, and streams of Nether Fog shot out from his body. The masked man could only dodge, and did not even have time to deal with his wounds.

The masked man's combat experience was very rich.

However, his ability was not a fighting ability, but a support ability: Appraisal.

Different Awakened ones had different levels of understanding of information. Even if they had the same Appraisal, the appraisal results would be completely different.

Some Awakened ones had their Appraisal in the form of a book. Every time they appraised a target, the book would have one more page, and the information of the target would be in it.

There were also Awakened who had a line of ink-colored words on their appraisal. When they appraised someone, a line of words would appear in front of their eyes.

Because their abilities were different, the information obtained from the appraisal would also have a huge difference.

The masked man had just used the appraisal on Zhang Ping, and the result was, "Surnamed Zhang Ping, 16 years old, straightforward and neurotic. Weakness: Poor combat experience, low resistance to elemental attacks. Ability: ???"

He could determine the weakness of the enemy through the appraisal.

Therefore, after understanding Zhang Ping's weakness, he set up a strategy to counter Zhang Ping's weakness.

However, he did not know Zhang Ping's ability. Therefore, after successfully sneak attacking Zhang Ping, he mistakenly thought that Zhang Ping no longer had the strength to resist, and he was caught off guard.

It was mainly because Zhang Ping's age confused him.

A sixteen-year-old rookie youth, even if he relied on his equipment, how strong could he be?

His ring could release a hundred thousand volts of electricity, and coupled with the electric snake poison on his dagger, anyone under the level of a top Awakened would definitely die if they were hit.

However...

It was precisely this kind of experience that made him fall into a hopeless situation.

Puchi!

Puchi, puchi, puchi, puchi, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft...

The masked man was indeed experienced. Even though the wound on his hand was bleeding nonstop, he still avoided the majority of the Nether Fog flying dagger's attacks.

However, as the saying goes, if you defend for too long, you will lose.

After ten minutes, Zhang Ping seized an opportunity. Thirty flying daggers attacked at the same time. The masked man dodged most of the flying daggers, but when one of the flying daggers hit his knee, the battle ended.

However, Zhang Ping was more cautious.

After the masked man fell to the ground, he still released the flying daggers from afar, which resulted in the series of noises.