"Ordinary telekinesis?"

"No, it's a bit unusual..."

This thing seems to be much more advanced than the power of thought that I have realized. At least if I look at it carefully, it can even hurt my soul.

"Advanced telekinesis?"

Xu Xiaoshou was too lazy to think about it. The masked man seemed to have just one final blow. He was about to rush forward with a small bathtub in hand.

"stop!"

A tired voice sounded in his mind, which suddenly turned Xu Xiaoshou's hot blood to ice.

Mr. Sang?

He calmed down in an instant and stared at the masked man plummeting from the sky, a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

Damn it!

Are you crazy?

When things don't get better, he withdraws and plans to come forward to deal the final blow. Do you really think that since you are a master, you can be unscrupulous?

If that guy gets angry...

"Wen Ming!"

"You're forcing me to take action!"

With a bang, a white sword energy rose like the rising sun, directly covering the moonlight in the night sky and illuminating the entire back mountain.

A snow-white giant sword flew into the air, trembled slightly, and the night was cut open.

"Being called, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned green. What was he afraid of?

He turned around and ran wildly, roaring:

"Sorry, I didn't mean it!"
Chapter completed!