Apocalypse: Picking up Attributes and Becoming Stronger

"That's it?"

Long Chen said disdainfully, only to see that he held it lightly, and the fireball went out immediately.

Just kidding, he understood the law of flames, playing with fire with him, isn't this a banquet with an axe and a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

If it is more advanced flames, it may still have some influence on him, but this fireball charm does not even have a level, and this flame is only a little stronger than ordinary flames.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"The talisman technique is the strongest technique in my division, how could it fail!"

The wretched man shook his head in disbelief.

The disdain on Long Chen's face became more obvious.

"That's it, is it also worthy of being called Talisman?"

"Let's see what a real talisman is!"

Long Chen sneered, his fingers swiped in the air, and the spiritual energy in the air was actually drawn in the air under his control.

This is the Tongtianlu, which is completely free from the limitations of talisman paper and pen and ink. With the finger as the pen and the heaven and earth as the ink, the talisman depicted in this way is many times stronger than the ordinary talisman.

This is also because Long Chen's mental strength is not enough now, otherwise, with his full-level proficiency in [Tongtianlu], he can easily draw the highest-level talisman.

As it is now, it takes a few seconds to even describe a first-level talisman of the lowest level.

"Flame Talisman, go!"

Long Chen took five seconds to draw a first-class talisman, and patted it at the wretched man.

Fu Lu turned into a fireball that was many times larger than before, and the wretched man's face suddenly changed.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Even the elders in the division need to use talisman paper and pen and ink to describe the talisman, and the quality can not be bad.

But at this time, someone actually drew a talisman with bare hands in front of him, directly in the air, and the power was so great.

The consternation turned into consternation, but in the face of the danger of his life, the wretched man still reacted quickly.

It was impossible to hide, the wretched man hurriedly grabbed Xiao Ziyan who was beside him and blocked him.

His original intention was to use Xiao Ziyan to block the damage for himself, so that he might still be affected, but the damage should be minimized.

But to his surprise, the fireball suddenly stopped when there was still one meter left from Xiao Ziyan.

Then disappeared in place.

"Um?"

The wretched man was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered something, and his face brightened.

"Haha, I see, so you came for this girl, don't you want her to get hurt?"

The wretched man laughed, he thought he had caught Long Chen's weakness.

As long as this girl is a hostage, wouldn't the person in front of her be at the mercy of him?

"Boy, kneel down and kowtow a few times to Lao Tzu, and then tell me how you drew talismans in the air, or I'll kill this girl!"

The wretched man grabbed Xiao Ziyan's neck with one hand and threatened in a cold voice.

"Shame."

Long Chen looked at the other party indifferently, and cursed lightly.

"You dare to scold me? Do you think I really dare not kill her?"

The wretched man immediately became angry when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands.

Xiao Ziyan suddenly showed a painful expression, and was a little breathless.

"If you want to kill, kill it."

Long Chen said casually as if he didn't see anything.

Seeing Long Chen's indifferent face, the wretched man couldn't help but have some doubts about his previous guesses.

Does this girl have nothing to do with him?

Otherwise, how could he not care about this girl's life at all.

But at this point, the wretched man had no choice, he could only pin his hopes on Xiao Ziyan.

"Okay, then I'll kill her, don't regret it!"

The wretched man said fiercely, turning his palm into a knife and slashing towards Xiao Ziyan's neck.

In fact, the wretched man was also very nervous at this time, of course he didn't dare to really start, otherwise there would be no hope.

While scaring Long Chen, the wretched man secretly glanced at Long Chen's expression, trying to see some clues.

Suddenly, he found that a light flashed in Long Chen's eyes.

"what!!!"

Just when the wretched man was wondering, his legs suddenly hurt, as if he had been pierced by something.

He hurriedly lowered his head and looked down, his face paled in shock. At some point in time, a few thorns appeared on the ground and passed through his feet.

Swish!

Just as the wretched man lowered his head, Long Chen pushed the cat shadow to the strongest, turning it into an afterimage and flashing in front of the wretched man.

"cut!"

Long Chen stretched out two fingers and swiped across the wretched man's arm holding Xiao Ziyan.

Suddenly a sword light flashed, and the wretched man's arm was directly cut off, and the incision was very flat, as if it was really cut off by a sharp sword.

For those who understand the meaning of the sword, everything can be a sword, and so can the fingers.

Long Chen has already understood the sword intent, so it is normal to be able to do this.

He just changed his body, but the sword intent, skills or laws he comprehended are still there.

"what!!!"

The wretched man let out a louder scream again.

Long Chen hugged Xiao Ziyan's slender waist and retreated a few meters away. He looked at Xiao Ziyan and found that she was at this moment.

His eyes were dull, and it was obvious that he had been hit too hard.

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine after a sleep."

Long Chen closed Xiao Ziyan's eyes with his hands, and at the same time injected a gentle soul power to warm her soul.

Soon, Xiao Ziyan fell into a deep sleep.

(To be continued)