C2323 These Three Words You Overestimate Yourself
In the darkness, the faint sound of the iron tower reached the hall on the second floor.
Only then did the tourists gradually stop moving.
But they still couldn't help but curse. The scene was still chaotic.
"You guys stay here and don't move. I'll be right back."
In the darkness, Ye Hong's eyes flashed. He told everyone.
He himself left the crowd and quietly walked towards the stairs.
In the entire God Iron Tower, other than the elevator, there were also stairs.
However, very few tourists would choose to spend so much effort to climb the old man's stairs.
It was rumored that when the tower was first built, these stairs were meant for devout believers of the gods.
Only by walking up the tower with faith and devotion would they be able to obtain the glory bestowed by the gods.
Ye Hong seemed to be walking slowly, but with every step he took, he crossed more than ten steps.
If someone appeared here at this time, they would definitely be scared by this ghostly speed and faint on the spot.
Not long after, Ye Hong stepped onto the top viewing platform.
The wind whistled on the viewing platform, but strangely, no one made a sound.
Under the illumination of the waning moon in the sky, Ye Hong saw many figures lying on the ground, as if they had fainted.
These were the tourists who were originally on the viewing platform.
Lifting his eyes, Ye Hong saw five figures in white robes standing quietly in the center of the viewing platform.
They seemed to be waiting for Ye Hong to arrive.
They were the five spirit readers who appeared on the Golden Star last night and were scared away by Ye Hong.
However, Ye Hong wasn't too surprised.
The moment he stepped into the Crystal Gallery, he felt someone watching them in the dark.
This kind of feeling lasted until he reached the God Iron Tower.
The moment the power was cut off, Ye Hong felt the energy fluctuation coming from the observatory above his head.
It was like a call, but also like a provocation to him.
Presumably, all of this was caused by these five people.
"It was you who played the trick yesterday!"
Achiloud held the rhombus in his hand and glared at Ye Hong angrily.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized something was wrong.
After that, he carefully recalled the situation in the restaurant at that time and finally locked the suspect on Ye Hong.
So, he brought his men along and followed Ye Hong all the way, and released energy fluctuations on the nearest divine tower.
He knew that if it was really Ye Hong, he would definitely react to this kind of challenge from a distance.
"You are a Chinese Ancient Martial Arts warrior?"
Achiloud looked at Ye Hong in surprise.
It was like Yan Country didn't know the classification of spirit readers, and spirit readers didn't know the ancient martial arts level of Yan Country.
In their eyes, all the supernatural people from Yan Country, whether they were Ancient Fighters, Ancient Qi Fighter or Cultivator of Ancient Taoism Martial Arts, were collectively referred to as Ancient Fighters.
Ye Hong didn't answer. He just said indifferently, "The supreme treasure is not with us. Don't follow us anymore."
"If you say it isn't, then it isn't?"
Achiloud said coldly. "According to God's revelation, the thing is with you!
If you want to prove your innocence, follow us back to the headquarters of Association of Meditation Master to be investigated! "
"How foolish." Ye Hong shook his head. He had completely given up on the idea of explaining.
He knew it would be a waste of time to explain to such fanatics who only believed in gods.
He raised his foot slightly and walked towards the five of them.
His eyes flickered with a murderous intent that was as cold as ice and snow.
Yesterday, there were too many people there, so it was not very convenient.
Today, he just happened to get rid of this group of people in one go, so as to avoid being pestered all the time.
"You, what are you going to do!?"
Achiloud looked at Ye Hong who was approaching him. He suddenly recalled the terrifying power from yesterday and felt his mouth go dry.
"I want you all to understand that even your gods can't save you in front of me."
Ye Hong said these words indifferently. His figure suddenly moved.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Five voices sounded almost at the same time, causing the five spirit readers to groan in pain.
With a flash of his figure, Ye Hong instantly returned to his original position.
However, the five people in front of him were already clutching their stomachs, their faces full of pain as they kneeled on the ground.
In that instant, Ye Hong had already kicked each of the five people's stomachs.
As for them, they could not even see Ye Yuhong's shadow!
This was the difference in strength between Ye Hong and them.
"So strong..."
Achiloud raised his head in horror and said in a trembling voice, "The god of wind everywhere gave me the power to cut through the air..."
"Huh?"
Ye Hong naturally heard Achiloud's words of praise.
In this voice, Ye Hong felt a strange power gathering around him and transmitting into Achiloud's body.
The Qi in his body also increased tremendously.
Ye Hong's eyes flashed slightly, as if he did not intend to interrupt Achiloud.
Relying on his superb musical skills, Ye Hong could clearly feel that Achiloud's voice contained some kind of special rhythm.
Through this rhythmic prayer, the surrounding aura molecules in the air were arranged in a certain manner.
Presumably, the different arrangement corresponded to different moves.
So this was the principle of the so-called spirit reader!
It was different from Ancient Fighters using his aura in his body, and it was different from Dissimilator using his bloodline talent to control his aura.
The same thing was that he still controlled, regulated, strengthened, and changed his Qi. ...
As expected, the world's special technique was super powerful.
Ding! Comprehending the principles of a spirit reader, spiritual sense + 1, current progress: 1 / 10, current level: beginner-level."
When Ye Hong understood the principles of spirit readers, Achiloud's prayer had reached its end.
..." Your most loyal believer is here to beg for mercy, to kill the devil in front of you!
[God's Will of Wind - Wind Scythe]!"
In midair, several sharp wind blades instantly condensed.
Go! "
Achiloud clenched his teeth and waved his hand. These wind blades collectively flew towards where Ye Hong was.
They were like scythes that could take a person's life. They cut through the air with a grating sound.
Good job!
Ye Hong was actually excited, just in time to test the power of a spirit reader.
He didn't choose to dodge, but instead used his palm to meet the incoming attack.
"So it's a boor!"
Achiloud instantly revealed a mocking smile.
In the next moment, however, he stopped laughing.
The sharp wind blades seemed to be tickling Ye Hong's palm as they all disappeared.
Not even a wound was left.
"Hair hair. ... Hair hair! Is he a steel man?!"
Achiloud could not help swearing in his heart.
Ye Hong quietly felt the residual energy in his palm and thought to himself, "I see.
This so-called Divine Sense of Wind was to arrange the Qi in the shape of wind and form an attack method.
And to play with wind in front of Ye Hong, who had mastered the Sword Arts of Mount Shu Wind Dao Insight?1
Without a doubt, he was playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong.
Three words, overestimating yourself!
"Let's attack together!"
Seeing this, Achiloud clenched his teeth and ordered the spirit readers behind him.
In the air, a chorus of prayers sounded.
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