Chapter 2689: The art of painting! 【Two more】

"Damn, it really hurts!"

Just when Huang Chang learned from the system how terrifying He Maolichuan’s [Yin-Yang Curse*Blood Psychic Art] was, the fall that had recovered from his injuries seemed to have recovered from the somewhat rigid and stagnant state before. He grinned in pain and cursed: "Be careful, that kind of purple flame is very weird. It seems to be able to ignite all human souls. It hurts me!"

The fallen flesh body is extremely strong, and has a body that cannot be invaded by all laws. General physical attacks or even elemental attacks will not have much effect on him. However, the purple flames that He Molichuan had previously excited It was as if he could specialize in human souls, making him endure unimaginable pain at the moment he was recruited, and even the whole soul felt like being frozen and frozen. It is also because of this that he could not react in the first time, and he was hit by Kamo Lichuan's follow-up killer move from "Iori Temple" [Forbidden Thousands of Two Hundreds and One Hundreds of Ones-Eight Young Girls! 】

Even more bizarre is that the erosion and paralysis of the purple flame on the soul seems to be superimposed infinitely, so that the more tricks in the fall, the stronger the pain and paralysis caused by the purple flame, if not Just now Huang Chang and the others took action in time to temporarily force He Mao Lichuan back, I am afraid that he will even be completely torn apart by He Mao Lichuan!

"Be careful. Although that kind of purple flame originated from the Iori Temple, it is almost always related to his Bashaqiong Gouyu, so it can have such a big impact on the soul."

Hearing the words of depravity, Huang Chang's eyes condensed, and then with a wave of his right hand, the Death God's sickle cut the sword light, cutting through the void and sweeping towards He Maolichuan.

"Spiritual power reflection wave!"

However, in the face of this piercing void, he teleported directly to the front and slashed his blazing blade, but He Mao Lichuan sneered, waved his right hand, and then a blazing purple flame exploded in front of him, forming a side. The purple light mirror, and then those blade lights falling on the purple light mirror turned out to be like light falling on the mirror surface, and it was directly bounced back, and slashed towards Huang Shang at a faster speed than before. Come!

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Huang Chang's pupils shrank, and the Death God's sickle waved one after another, and once again cut out a series of blades to intercept those that bounced back.

Afterwards, amidst bursts of violent roars, many blade lights slammed together, and then burst open, setting off a brilliant fire under the stars.

"Be careful, that's the reflected wave of Athena Asamiya's mental power, capable of reflecting various energy attacks!"

At the same time, the old man Fu Jian recognized this trick, his face condensed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that she would also fall into your hands... You bastard, how many people have you sacrificed!"

"They were able to sacrifice for my great cause of reviving the R book, which is an honor for them!"

Hearing the words of the old man Fujian, He Maolichuan smiled coldly, and then turned around, the whole person actually brought up phantoms, and then cut through the space directly, appeared behind the old man Fujian, and then waved. Sharp claws brought up purple flames and grabbed them towards the old man Fu Jian.

What he uses is another ability of Asamiya Athena, called teleportation, which can have effects similar to hallucinations and space teleportation. And the reason why he chose to take action against the rich old man was that he was afraid of the strength of the rich couple’s joint efforts, and the second was that although the rich couple were strong but not good at close combat, as long as he could successfully get close to the old rich man, then he would be killed. But the rich old man is bound to cause heavy damage to him!

However, the Fujian couple can be called the strongest R book, and even squeezed He Mo Lichuan for a long time, naturally they will not be defeated by He Mo Lichuan so easily!

boom!

At the next moment, when He Mao Lichuan teleported to the old man Fujian and attempted to attack the old man Fujian, he seemed to have suddenly fallen into a crack in an invisible space and disappeared instantly.

At the same time, in front of the old man Fujian, there was a ray of light shining in the void, and then the "space" in front of him fell off and turned into a piece of existence like drawing paper.

Soon, the detached "space" turned into a piece of drawing paper in the shining of white light, and there was a figure that looked like a sketch in the drawing paper-that was He Mo Lichuan !

"Hey, this is the first time I have used this art of painting, how about it, not bad!"

Looking at He Mao Lichuan in the drawing paper, the old man Fu Jian showed a trace of pride.

The couple seldom play with people, so many powerful hole cards and secret techniques are unknown. These hole cards and secret techniques have become their biggest support against He Mao Lichuan today.

Just like the "art of painting" he is performing at this moment, he uses their abilities to draw pictures in the void in front of and around them without any difference, and it is almost impossible. Seeing through the drawing paper, in this case, anyone who wants to launch a raid and attack on them will inevitably fall directly into these almost perfectly synchronized drawing papers, and eventually get trapped in the drawing paper.

To put it simply, this is like the scene in "Mission: Impossible 4" in the Russian Kremlin where Tom used the real-time projection 3D technology to fool the guards, except that the old man Fu Jian used not projection technology, but a different one. Can be with drawing paper!

And once he falls into this paper dilemma, ordinary epic powerhouses never want to get away, even if they are powerful, they will inevitably be trapped for a long time!

But He Mao Lichuan is an ordinary epic powerhouse!

Stabbed!

Before the old man Fujian's voice fell, a crack appeared on the drawing paper. There was even a faint purple flame visible at the crack, as if to ignite the entire drawing paper!

"Damn it, Naoko, help me!"

Feeling the terrifying power that is about to escape from the drawing paper, the old man Fujian's expression changed, and he exclaimed, and then condensed a paintbrush, which drew chains, thunders, and various ferocities on the drawing paper. The monster, trying to deal with Kamo Lichuan in the picture scroll!

It’s not just him. At this moment, Takeuchi Naoko beside him has also condensed a brush. The only difference is that Fujian’s brush is like a pencil. What he draws is all sketches, while Takeuchi’s brush draws. But it is colorful paint, and under the continuous wave of Takeuchi Naoko's brush, the chains drawn by the old man Fujian, Thunder and even the monsters in the various paintings are given colors, and they seem to be given more powerful With the same power, the entire picture scroll burst into bright brilliance, and it seemed to suppress the purple flames in the cracks of the picture scroll!