598: C598 Control!

C598 Control!

Thinking like this, Wang Yi suddenly made this bold decision and stopped all attacks towards Zhou Liqiang. He placed his hands on his sides and focused his mind to fully control Zhou Liqiang's sabre.

"What does he want?"

Seeing Wang Yi suddenly appear to be hacking at him, Zhou Liqiang thought that Wang Yi was planning something and didn't dare to attack anymore. However, for some reason, the long sword in his hand seemed to have a life of its own as it directly held Zhou Liqiang's hand above his head!

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhou Liqiang was a bit confused, but he immediately reacted. Since he couldn't beat Wang Yi, there was no need to play any tricks. Zhou Liqiang clenched his teeth, tightly grabbed the handle of the sabre, and hacked down towards Wang Yi's head.

"Hua!"

A wave of blades flashed by. In his imagination, the scene of his head being cut in half like a watermelon did not appear. Instead, for some reason, the long sword in his hand actually slashed past Wang Yi's shoulder.

"What the f * ck?!"

Zhou Liqiang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his voice was full of confusion. He clearly remembered that it was aimed at Wang Yi's head, so how could it have missed?

"It must be an illusion."

Zhou Liqiang shook his head and looked at the indifferent Wang Yi. Immediately, his heart burned with anger. With a loud shout, he raised his sword and hacked at Wang Yi's head again.

Swish!

As before, the sound of a blade slicing through air could be heard. The long sword was the same as before, it did not hurt Wang Yi at all.

"What … What is going on?"

Zhou Liqiang was completely confused. The first time might have been because of his bad eyesight, but the second time, this kind of result appeared again. It definitely wasn't a matter of his eyes.

Just when he was puzzled, Wang Yi suddenly spoke up.

"Again, chop a few more times."

"What?"

Zhou Liqiang could swear that this was the first time he heard someone make such a request to him. It would be humiliating if he were to chop a few more times.

"Brat, don't blame me if you're courting death!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Zhou Liqiang's face. He spat on his palm twice and tightened his grip on the long knife.

"This time, I must cut this kid in half!"

Zhou Liqiang roared. He used all of his strength and fiercely slashed at the top of Wang Yi's head.

"Ugh!"

Zhou Liqiang held back his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him that was beyond common sense.

This time, the long blade didn't slash through the two sides of Wang Yi's body like before. Instead, it landed right on the top of Wang Yi's head. However, it was precisely because of this that Zhou Liqiang was so shocked.

The long blade was suspended about 5 cm above Wang Yi's head as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier. No matter how hard Zhou Liqiang used his strength, the blade could not move even an inch further.

"What … what ability is this?"

Zhou Liqiang couldn't help but ask. Previously, when he was in the Grand Green Mountain area, there were many survivors, and there were also many Adepts, especially Hsing Ying's faction. They had more than a dozen Adepts under their command, with all sorts of abilities.

"Control..."

Wang Yi glanced at him and said softly.2

"Control?" Zhou Liqiang muttered and had a feeling that he didn't quite understand what was going on. He suddenly thought of something and looked down. A dagger shining with a cold light had appeared in front of his chest.

"No, don't kill me!"

Zhou Li's face was filled with fear as he pleaded for mercy.

"Too late."

Wang Yi sneered. A peculiar ray of light flashed past his eyes. The dagger seemed to have been pushed by someone as it pierced towards Zhou Liqiang's chest at an extremely fast speed.

"Pu ci!"

With a muffled sound, the sharp dagger along with the wooden handle pierced into Zhou Liqiang's chest. Zhou Liqiang's eyes were still full of distrust as he looked at his chest, which was already starting to spurt out blood.

"Your superpower …" Very strong … "

Plop!

After saying that, Zhou Liqiang's body went soft and he fell onto the ground. His pupils gradually enlarged and his broken heart also stopped beating.

Qin Chuan wiped the sweat off his forehead, lowered his head and looked at Zhou Liqiang, who had completely died, then turned around and left.

At some point, the sounds of gunfire in the factory had stopped, leaving behind a series of weak wails and the smell of barbecued meat. The open space around the gate was littered with corpses, and all the materials that could be burned away were burned away, leaving only darkness and a shrinking of their bodies as they recounted what had just happened.

"Bro Yi, that person has been taken care of?" Seeing Wang Yi walk out with a head full of sweat, Wei Ping immediately took off his military coat, covered Wang Yi, and asked.

"Yes, he's already dead." Wang Yi nodded and pointed at a corpse on the ground. They didn't let him go, right?

"Nope."

Wei Ping's voice was a bit downcast. After all, this was the first time the team had killed so many of their own kind.

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