Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms.

Chapter 171: Illusion? Mind control? Overthinking!
Is this also the effect of Qiwu?

Zhou Yan looked at the thick fog rising around him, feeling a little curious.

It makes sense, as Feng Wuxiang can even use a technique similar to the Wind God Kick to create a scene of strong winds blowing.

It is normal for other people's martial arts to produce mist.

It's just that this mist seems to carry a bit of a mental attack feeling.

Zhou Yan slowly stood up and observed the thick fog that enveloped him, as if he could see numerous demonic shadows from it.

The next second, the terrifying faces made up of mist suddenly merged into a huge ghost face and roared towards him!

"Kill you first, then kill Feng Wuxiang!"

Zhou Yan had a blank expression on his face. He bounced his feet and instantly moved several meters away, just avoiding the range of the ghost face. Then he turned around and hit with his elbow. The target he hit was obviously just a thick fog, but it suddenly exploded in a large pool of blood.

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

Another ghost face attacked. This time, Zhou Yan suddenly sprinted forward a few steps, dodged the ghost face again and threw a flying knee.

Click!

This is the sound of a sternum cracking.

"You! You!?" This time, the ghost's voice hesitated, but did not continue.

This time, Zhou Yan's mouth curled slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Mien Jiuchong, you still have three good friends left, but I heard that your temperament will change drastically after practicing Qiwu. I guess you don't really care about the death of your good friends who came to help you."

"You little brat, I want you dead!" The ghost's howl was filled with anger at being exposed by Zhou Yan.

The next moment, all the fog around him turned into a ghostly black color, and then surged towards him like a tsunami.

Countless ghost shadows wrapped him up, turning him into a huge black cocoon like a cocoon.

Then, Shen Jiuchong's figure slowly emerged from the mist outside the black cocoon, his pale face covered with hideous black lines, as if an extremely evil and chaotic aura was flowing through his meridians.

He held the bell high in his left hand and shook it gently, as if he was using this method to drive the mist, and pulled his right hand back to gather strength. The entire area from his forearm to his palm was wrapped in black mist, as if it had turned into a ball of ink.

In just a few steps, he rushed in front of Zhou Yan.

At this time, Zhou Yan was still frowning and waving his hands, trying to drive away the black ghosts that surrounded him.

Shen Jiuchong raised the corner of his mouth, and slowly pushed his right hand in a claw shape towards the confused Zhou Yan.

"Feng Wuxiang is about to break my 'Mirage'. I will use this move to control this guy with amazing horizontal training strength, and then use him to deal with Feng Wuxiang."

As he thought about this, Mirage Jiuchong's eyes flashed red, and his right claw grabbed out with an endless evil howl!

沨！
This claw attack instantly penetrated the black ghost cocoon and hit Zhou Yan's chest accurately, but it did not knock him away. Instead, it pressed firmly on Zhou Yan's chest. At the same time, the ink-colored aura of Shen Jiuchong's entire right arm suddenly dissipated, turning into endless black mist that completely enveloped Zhou Yan.

Become!

Shen Jiuchong laughed wildly. Once he was hit by his "Shen Jie Hand", even a top genius like Feng Wuxiang would become his puppet.

Chi!
Before he could finish his thoughts, Shen Jiuchong felt a pain in his chest.

He lowered his head blankly, and saw a white hand with fingers formed into a knife, stabbing precisely in the middle of his heart!
Goo!
A mouthful of hot blood rushed up to his throat, and Shen Jiuchong looked up. The young man opposite him, who had been covered and eroded by the black energy of his mirage, was looking at him with a smile.

"Why?" Shen Jiuzhong opened his mouth to speak, and immediately a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

"Hmm," Zhou Yan said calmly with a cold look in his left eye, "If the strange martial arts you practiced were some truly powerful martial arts with lethality, it might give me a little headache."

It's a pity that you actually tried to use mind control. You really overestimate your own abilities.
Zhou Yan did not say the latter sentence, but suddenly pulled out his left palm, and then shook it lightly, shaking off the blood on his hand. "I am unwilling to accept this." Shen Jiuchong showed strong regret in his eyes, and then his whole body softened and he knelt heavily on the ground.

[Kill the "Qiwu Practitioner" and gain 3501 spiritual points]

[You get "1-star rune - physique, acumen, spirit"]

The next second, Zhou Yan heard a clear and loud scolding with a hint of anger.

"The Formless Burning Wheel!"

That was Feng Wuxiang's voice.

In an instant, the air flowed rapidly, as if a super strong whirlwind with a wind force of more than level 10 was formed out of thin air, and the terrifying rotating suction force spread throughout the entire venue.

Mirage Jiuchong was already dead and could no longer generate mirage energy.

All the mirages in the venue were immediately sucked up into the sky by the rushing air like rootless grass.

The entire City Lord's Mansion was suddenly clear.

Feng Wuxiang, who was spinning rapidly in the air with himself as the eye of the wind, suddenly stopped and instantly stepped into the air towards Zhou Yan.

He landed quickly on the ground, looking at Zhou Yan and Mirage Jiuchong who was kneeling dead in front of him with surprise.

"Zhou Tian, ​​did you kill Shen Jiuchong?"

Zhou Yan nodded: "Luckily, he seems to be good at some kind of illusion, and I am not afraid of illusion."

"Amazing!" Feng Wuxiang was pleasantly surprised. "This Mirage Jiuchong was famous for his 'Mirage Palm' before. When he made a move, his palms were covered with mirage, and the layers were difficult to distinguish. I didn't expect that after practicing Qi Wu, he could spread the mist of the Mirage Palm to such a large area."

He sighed softly, "Before I decided to come, I thought that my Wuxiang Leg, which is symbolized by 'wind', would be able to restrain his mirage. However, I was too careless and was trapped by his mirage. I didn't break it in the first place. If it weren't for your strong strength, Zhou Tian, ​​I'm afraid I would have suffered a great loss!"

Zhou Yan also praised Feng Wuxiang in return: "Wuxiang, I am actually very envious of your Wuxiang Leg's divine wind ability. If I could meet the Lord Ba Jue, I would not ask for anything else, but I would be satisfied if he could teach me this leg technique."

Feng Wuxiang smiled slightly: "No need to envy, although my Wuxiang Leg is good, it is not substantially superior to the Zhenwu practiced by other masters in the association. For example, the Wuchang Hand practiced by my junior brother Yun Wuchang is based on the image of 'water'. Its power is both hard and soft, and it has a myriad of forms. I'm afraid its strength is even better than mine."

He continued, "The master of the Ba Jue Society is very good at judging people, and he will definitely teach you a magical skill that is most suitable for you."

Zhou Yan also smiled and nodded to show that he understood.

In fact, he didn't particularly care what kind of true martial arts Naba Jue would teach him later.

After all, no matter what kind of martial arts he learns, it will eventually be eliminated as he becomes stronger and stronger in the future.

Compared to utilitarian values, he prefers cooler things.

Unfortunately, at least for now, Feng Wuxiang has no intention of privately teaching him this "alien version of the Wind God Leg".

Well, I can still stay in this world for a long time, I'll see if there is any chance in the future.

Zhou Yan put away his thoughts and pointed at the body of Shen Jiuzhong on the ground: "Now that the city lord has been killed, what should we do next?"

Feng Wuxiang smiled faintly: "It's simple. Wait for the large group of people from my Liefeng Hall to arrive tomorrow, and then I will arrange for them to clean up the resistance forces in the city and completely take over this Luocheng."

He looked at Zhou Yan: "Then, I will take you back to the Zhulu Club headquarters immediately."

"Compared to taking down Luocheng, the leader of the Tyrant Society will definitely be happier to get the help of a strong man like you!"

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The third update. Although the number of words is a little less, it is still updated.
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