"Wu Xing, why do you have to resist stubbornly? If you surrender now, I..."

Taking advantage of Ji Bai's delay, Shen Chong slightly widened the distance and said slowly after enduring the discomfort in his mind.

But he only said half of the words but ended abruptly.

Shen Chong originally wanted to learn from the presumptuous and upright people in TV dramas, saying that if you surrender obediently, you will be spared and you will be killed. Go back and give him a move.

But Shen Chong found that he couldn't speak.

In addition, Wu Xing's son Wu Da still fell in the yard, and that book was also an object he could use.

Shen Chong can attack him and rescue him. He uses Wu Da to force Wu Xing to take over his moves, otherwise he will just grab a stone and throw it into Wu Da's head. Wu Xing can only be tired of resisting.

There are many similar methods, but Shen Chong cannot use them.

It’s okay to say he’s stupid or hypocritical, but Shen Chong can’t do it.

Now he is not that kind of person.

Wu Xing hummed in his nose, "Do you want to pretend to ask for plead for me?"

The subtle expression change on Shen Chong's face was unable to be hidden from Wu Xing and he directly exposed it.

Shen Chong didn't want to be seen by others, so he just kept silent.

"You are a good person, and you are not even good at lying. I have been acting all my life, and I envy you and admire you." Wu Xing said again, "If it weren't for my lack of choice, I would really be willing to let you go, but now I can only say sorry!"

As he said something, Wu Xing rushed towards Shen Chong's face again. At the same time, his palms swung forward like light and heavy at the same time. Two long ghost fire whips like branches of fire trees floated in an x-shaped shape towards the direction where Shen Chong was standing.

This time, Shen Chong finally made full preparations. He used the Lingyuan in advance to activate Lingyun's shoulder armor to provide thrust long before Wu Xing started the movement.

What Shen Chong really needs to be guarded against is not only the long ghost fire whip that Wu Xing blasted, but also the sudden stinging pain from the depths of his soul whenever he wanted to do something.

He rolled on the ground with a little difficulty, barely breaking away from the coverage of the ghost fire whip.

It was obvious that the battle had been over thirty seconds, but the overwhelming feeling of fatigue was swallowing his will like a bone-bearing gangrene.

I am so tired and sleepy, and I want to fall asleep just now.

His eyelids weigh more than a thousand pounds, and his forehead seemed to be pinched hard by a pair of pliers, as if he was about to twist his head.

It was a slightly cool summer night, but the skin around the body was always burning and painful.

Shen Chong knew very well that as Wu Xing's ghost fire that could ignite the soul continued to erode and swallow his own thoughts in his heart, he gradually couldn't hold on.

Usually, the mental psychics have not strong hands-on ability, but the world is so great that heroes are like crucian carp crossing the river. They have their own trump card, and others have them too!

If you are addicted to the cage formed by your own insight, you will often fall into some unintentional place.

Wu Xing used his abilities so perfectly, and his body was even more tempered.

This is a powerful opponent with no blind spots in all directions. He is even more terrifying than other types of the same Xuan-level fourth-level!

Under the attack of his ghost fire, he could not exert one-tenth of his strength.

What to do now?

Evacuate?

If you can't beat it, run away, and evacuating immediately is of course the right choice.

It seems that I really should have chosen to evacuate immediately and wait for rescue, at my speed...

What's scary is that this thought just appeared in Shen Chong's heart, and before he even had time to turn around, he had already been seen through on the spot.

"Want to leave? Not that easy?"

Wu Xing stared at Shen Chong with an expressionless face, slowly raised his hands, his palms facing the sky, and hundreds of red ghost fires floated above his palms.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of ghost fires exploded, turning into sparks all over the sky, floating in all directions, firmly covering the farmer's courtyard, becoming a charming and beautiful dome.

Under the star-like fireflies, Shen Chong could not rush out without getting contaminated with ghost fire.

"You can't leave."

Wu Xing kept holding his hands, his fingers trembled slightly, and the ghost fire floating in the sky coiled and shrank like a spiral tornado, pressing towards Shen Chong.

Shen Chong's face was solemn and there was no way out.

"You are much better than the young man who was also a second-grade yellow grade. He only hit me with a spark and fell down. You are stronger than his spiritual willpower."

Seeing that Shen Chong had nowhere to escape, Wu Xing felt a little relaxed and he became more and more talked.

Shen Chong sighed inwardly, since there is no way out, then he simply doesn't escape and try not to be able to hold on.

Shen Chong felt that perhaps he had been relying too much on Xihua analgesics for a long time, and his resistance to pain was weakened.

Reliance on drugs has led to losing strong will.

Every fighter who steps on the ring has a core ability that cannot be avoided and resists the impact.

There are only two ways to enhance your resistance to hitting. Continuous physical training is used to enhance your body's tolerance and constantly temper your nerves and will, so that you will no longer be sensitive to pain.

Shen Chong was once the leader in this field, but after receiving Xihua analgesics, he subconsciously ignored the core abilities in this field.

But this time he was facing a soul burning pain that the analgesics could not take effect, which caught him off guard and also sounded a wake-up call to him, knowing what his problem was.

"You are right. Of course, I am stronger and much stronger than Xie Huazang. Come on, let's try it out to see if your beliefs are stronger or my heart is stronger. The spiritual psychic can indeed make your mental power stronger, but a person's will will not be shaken by these external objects. My will will not lose to you!"

In the next moment, Shen Chong did not retreat but advanced. He was forcibly allowing himself to adapt to the pain in his soul.

Not only that, he even micromanipulated the blood flow and metabolism in his body.

There is only one purpose, he wants to dispel the effect of Xihua analgesics.

He wants to use physical pain to fight the soul pain!

When many people are about to lose their minds, they often force themselves to stay awake by biting their hands. At this time, Shen Chong wants to use the tearing pain of Zhongguang Energizing Pills to compete with the burning soul!

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities!"

Wu Xing looked at his ghost fire gathering and crashed into Shen Chong's body, stole the horse and punched him in a bang.

Shen Chong still failed to achieve success by holding back the pain and collided with Wu Xing's fist again.

But he was prepared for it, and he turned sideways, stepped on his feet, pushed Lingyun's suit, circled around in circles, and instantly appeared behind Wu Xing, and punched his right fist at Wu Xing's vest.

Wu Xing turned around in time, and raised his elbows as if he was clumsy and clever, facing Shen Chong's fiery fist.

There was no violent collision this time, and both sides were about to part.

Shen Chong's purpose was to hit the flames on him, and he did not want Wu Xing to use his physical touch to directly pour more soul-burning flames into him.

After setting aside again, Shen Chong leaned against the wall and let out a muffled groan and whistle in his mouth.

“Hu~Hu~Hu~Hu~”

He failed and was injected with more soul-burning flames again.

Wu Xing's flames are everywhere, and you will be hit as soon as you touch them.

At this time, more ghost fire had been planted in Shen Chong's heart.

His eyes were red in pain and his vision was blurred. The sky and earth he saw in his eyes were covered in hazy flames, and he could only see a blurred figure clearly.

The Thinking Battle Network is still ineffective, but it doesn't matter. He has already kept everything in the courtyard in his heart.

Even though his eyes were completely covered by flames, he could still find Wu Xing's location accurately. This is his mind.

Shen Chong finally realized what Xie Huazang said before his collapse that he saw hundreds of faces wailing in the flames.

The ghost fire that Wu Xing fired was not just his personal power. The nearly a hundred complete ghost fires that were blown up by him just now were the victims who had deprived him of his "soul" over the years!

He deprived these people of their thinking power and turned it into his own use!

The thinking power of these people was constantly dispersed and integrated by Wu Xing, and reflected in Shen Chong's mind were those vague or clear faces.

Shen Chong has seen many photos of people and can tell that the longer the victims are, the more blurred the faces of people who are old.

As for Xie Huazang recently, he could even see every inch of skin and every eyebrow on his hideous face. He has become a "devil" and "ghost" in the ghost story.

Shen Chong has seen many evil ways and learned more from many information, but the evil ways that Wu Xing can refine other people's "souls" into his own tools, which is definitely at the forefront!

No wonder he knew that he could not escape the death penalty. No matter what reason he had, he would be unforgivable to do such a thing as anger and resentment of heaven!

At this time, Shen Chong was constantly attacked by ghost sparks floating in the air, and was directly injected into more soul-burning flames.

After the confrontation, Shen Chong still seemed to be at a disadvantage. The pain of his soul burning became more and more intense, but his heart gradually became more and more at ease.

Because, at the moment when his consciousness was about to be engulfed by the soul-burning fire, Xihua analgesics failed.

The residual effect of Xihua analgesics has been excreted from his body by forcibly metabolizing it through sweating. The excessive effect of Zhongdan Zood Pills that had been violated for a long time was swept away from severe pain, and his whole body was cut into pieces, or he was like a hundred needles to pick up meat.

All limbs and bones are not painful, and all internal organs are not exhausted.

This was a terrible pain that would torture him to live and die, but at this moment, it just became his life-saving skill!

The pain is painful, but I feel so painful! I can hold on!

The pain caused by the soul-burning ghost fire is in a sense an illusion and will not cause substantial harm to his body. It will only constantly instill a sense of wrong judgment in him, forming a misjudgment that I am doing and what I encounter, but nothing actually happens.

But no matter how true this misjudgment is, it still does not deviate from the essence of spiritual hallucinations!

He can't help relieve pain, but he can use pain to suppress hallucinations and misjudgments. Before his spirit completely collapses, Shen Chong has the power to fight!
To be continued...