“Got it, got it. I’ll knock him out and signal you later.
But the girl I found tonight is very juicy. When you come over, we can play together.”
At this moment, Ximen Boguang didn't forget to consider his own little head.
Ma Wenbing angrily rebuked, “Don’t you dare mess things up! Leave as soon as the fight is over!”
Ximen Boguang said impatiently, “Got it!”
He hung up the phone.
Ximen Boguang looked through the gap in the curtains at Fang Xin, who was gradually approaching outside.
When Fang Xin got close, he had already fully opened his perception.
Every move Ximen Boguang made inside the shop was within Fang Xin’s perception.
Fang Xin took out a revolver from his spatial ring and tucked it into his lower back, put on a headscarf to resist Mental Talent, and then, just in case, put on a large red anti-curse undershorts over his clothes, hung a physical defense scale around his neck, held an Earth Spirit Pearl that could pass through walls in his hand, and put on an invisibility cloak.
While he was doing all this, Ximen Boguang watched everything clearly from behind the window.
Ximen Boguang stared with wide eyes, muttering, “No… huh? If you’re so afraid of dying, then don’t come!”
As he spoke, Ximen Boguang flashed back, flipped his hand, and took out an exquisite small box from his spatial ring. When the small box opened, it contained a lot of powder. Ximen Boguang pursed his lips and blew, covering the ground with a layer of powder, and the air was also filled with dust.
More than a dozen short blades condensed from mental energy formed around him, ready to strike.
Ximen Boguang wore a coconut shell-like helmet on his head, and from his spatial ring, he took out a small black Crescent Moon Scimitar, bending at the waist.
A sneer involuntarily appeared at the corner of his lips.
His peripheral vision scanned the beautiful woman lying on the ground in a dress; her clothes were disheveled, her skirt hiked up, revealing two perfectly joined, fair, and jade-like long legs.
Ximen Boguang licked his lips, evil fire burning in his eyes, and couldn't help but get aroused, “Damn new recruits of the Sky Shield Bureau, ruining my good time. Later, I’ll open up your backdoor! I’ll play with both of you tonight, going by land and by water, for a full amphibious experience!”
Suddenly, Ximen Boguang’s peripheral vision swept behind him.
The wall rippled in circles, and the dust floating in the air stirred, revealing a fleeting silhouette.
Without a word, Ximen Boguang split half of the mental energy short blades surrounding him and flung them towards that direction.
But the next second.
The mental energy blades hit nothing.
That figure seemed to have vanished from the spot.
Ximen Boguang felt an intense sense of crisis approaching.
Mental energy appeared on his body surface, forming an almost transparent protective film.
But all of this was exactly what Fang Xin wanted.
Fang Xin, using Light Flash, instantly appeared in front of Ximen Boguang.
A small black ball was pressed against Ximen Boguang’s chest by Fang Xin.
It was as if a spark had fallen into gasoline.
Ximen Boguang’s protective shield instantly ignited with black flames.
The mental energy blades surrounding him, which had intended to pierce the nearby Fang Xin at close range, twisted and deformed under the scorching black flames, melting instantly.
The black Crescent Moon Scimitar in Ximen Boguang’s hand tried to stab Fang Xin, but the black aura burned away all the mental energy in his body, leaving him without the strength to support himself. His arm was as limp as noodles, and the force of his stab was almost zero.
Fang Xin clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the qi and blood enveloping his large hand formed a dragon claw. The Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art’s Dragon Fist, unleashed at close range, directly sent Ximen Boguang flying backward. Ximen Boguang crashed against the wall, then bounced to the ground, coughing up a large mouthful of fresh blood. He struggled desperately a few times but couldn't muster an ounce of strength.
He curled up into a ball, clutching his head, which throbbed with excruciating pain. In such extreme pain, a person cannot even scream.
Fang Xin was expressionless. He stepped on Ximen Boguang’s neck, pressing down hard. After a crisp crack, Ximen Boguang whimpered, his eyeballs bulged, and a trickle of blood slowly oozed from his mouth. He was still in a curled-up state when Fang Xin killed him.
That he was able to kill this person so smoothly today was inseparable from this bastard’s underestimation of his opponent.
A barely noticeable blood-red glow flew from Ximen Boguang’s glabella and merged into Fang Xin’s palm.
Fang Xin’s body suddenly trembled.
He could clearly feel that his three Divine Springs had more than doubled in size from their original state.
The mental energy storage limit and production limit within each Divine Spring were strengthened.
Fang Xin immediately understood in his heart that after devouring Ximen Boguang’s talent, his own Mental Talent had also been enhanced.
He checked around and took off Ximen Boguang’s spatial ring.
He removed Ximen Boguang’s coconut shell-like helmet, which was merely a physical defense treasure, and casually tossed it into his spatial ring. He then picked up the small Crescent Moon Scimitar on the ground, found it to be a blade with penetrating properties, and casually put it into his spatial ring as well.
The corpse needed to be handed over, but the perception system would also need to examine the corpse’s brief memories before death. However, the basis for all this was that the corpse’s mental energy still had to be preserved. But Ximen Boguang’s mental energy had already been completely burned away by the black energy, so nothing could be found, only that he had suffered a mental energy attack.
Just as Fang Xin finished examining the corpse and was about to teleport it back.
Suddenly, his body was enveloped in black light, disappearing from his original spot and reappearing elsewhere.
He saw several mental energy blades floating in the void, whooshing past where Fang Xin had just been.
The moment Fang Xin’s body appeared in a corner of the shop after the Light Flash.
Those few mental energy blades spun in mid-air and then vanished without a trace.
With his perception fully open, Fang Xin clearly sensed a feeling of crisis rushing towards him.
Several small blades condensed from mental energy suddenly appeared in front of Fang Xin, about to pierce his head.
Fang Xin wanted to escape using Light Flash, but at that moment, his body was unable to move. Even with Fang Xin’s formidable physical body, he couldn't move.
A figure approached in an instant.
A Crescent Moon Scimitar in his hand spun, about to sever Fang Xin’s head.
As he got closer, Fang Xin realized it was Ximen Boguang. His gaze swept over, and the corpse of Ximen Boguang he had just killed was still on the ground.
Ximen Boguang sneered, “Kid, didn’t expect this, did you? My strongest talent isn’t mental energy, but the rare Physical Replication! I spent countless efforts to replicate a physical body, my ultimate trump card, and you ruined it all!”
As he spoke, Ximen Boguang was already in front of Fang Xin, swinging the Crescent Moon Scimitar towards Fang Xin’s neck, “You ungrateful wretch! You dare to come and kill me! Die for me!”
Fang Xin looked at the approaching Ximen Boguang, “A villain talking so much in one breath, aren’t you afraid of dying?”
As soon as his voice fell.
Scarlet blood runes appeared on the back of Fang Xin’s hand.
Immediately, his pupils turned a bloodthirsty scarlet.