I actually became a villain licking dog

Chapter 418 Mental damage?

"No, no, no one really thinks that in my dream, they can kill me and get me."

Looking at the old face made of red clouds in the sky, Ye Feng smiled lightly.

"Ignorant child."

Henry Zhang snorted coldly, and said contemptuously: "You know nothing about real power."

"The secret technique used by the old man is to obliterate a person spiritually. Even if he does not die, he will definitely end up mentally ill."

"You are a businessman covered in copper smell. I want to see how long you can last under my spell and secret method!"

Henry Zhangwei's old face became fierce, and he didn't look like a fairy.

He was sure that Ye Feng had no spiritual practice at all, because businessmen are all vulgar, and only read some chicken soup literature to be arty.

In fact, Ye Feng is really not elegant, nor does he have any spiritual cleansing.

But he has a system, his mental power is as high as 750, but it's all given by the system.

"I know nothing about power?"

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, Zhang Xuanwei seemed to have healed the scar and forgot the pain, what kind of secret technique did he perform this time, so he felt that he was sure of winning?
"System, how to break it?"

Ye Feng asked in his mind.

"Simple."

The system behaved more calmly than Ye Feng, and said: "Although Zhang Xuanwei's secret technique Blood Dream Soul Curse is powerful, as long as the host's spiritual power reaches 1000, it can completely resist it."

"It's really simple."

Ye Feng nodded, it just so happens that he has a lot of counterattack points now, and he hasn't spent them yet.

"System, exchange 250 points of mental power."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for the successful exchange. It consumes 1500 counterattack value, the current mental power is 1000, and the current counterattack value is 5000."

When the system sound fell, Ye Feng felt full of energy, even in a dream, he was very awake.

There is no sense of confusion at all.

And when Ye Feng stared at the old face in the sky, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter.

"I want to see how long you can laugh!"

Seeing the "honey smile" on Ye Feng's face, Henry Zhang became even more angry. He wished he could kill Ye Feng immediately, or turn him into a mental patient.

But being angry is all about being angry, Henry Zhang still calmed down and chanted a spell silently in his mouth.

Although the "Blood Dream Soul Curse" is powerful, it is a mental attack after all, and it is impossible to erase people immediately like a physical attack.

Therefore, tonight, Zhang Xuanwei's plan is to make Ye Feng mentally exhausted, and two days later, it will be a mental breakdown.

In the end, it is to become a madman, a neuropathy, and even die.

As Henry Zhang said the spell in his mouth, the blood-red scene around him became more and more weird and distorted.

Even Henry Zhang himself felt that he was wandering between illusion and reality.

"I'd like to see how long you, a brat in your twenties, can last!"

Henry Zhang silently chanted the spell over and over again, and in the dream, he could hardly feel the passage of time.

But both Zhang Xuanwei and Ye Feng knew that a long time had passed.

However, Ye Feng still had that bright smile on his face, and he was not affected by the spell at all.

"This is impossible. This spell is a secret method of Taoism. It was in the hands of the evil cultivator and caused a lot of blood and blood. How could it have no effect on Ye Feng!"

Looking at Ye Feng, the expression on Henry Zhangwei's face gradually changed from hesitation to suspicion of life.

He couldn't figure out where he lost.

"Why, don't you read it?"

Ye Feng looked at Henry Zhang's old and big face in the sky, and his smile became playful.

At this time, Zhang Xuanwei was still trapped in deep self-doubt. In his eyes, it was absolutely impossible for him to go wrong with his Taoist secret technique.

But Ye Feng in front of him has no influence at all, which is also true.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanwei had to re-examine Ye Feng. This young man refreshed his cognition again.

"System, how should I deal with this old man?"

Ye Feng asked the system in his mind.

Resisting Henry Zhang's mental attack is only the first step. What Ye Feng really wants is to get rid of him completely.

As long as Henry Zhang dies, our lovely and confident student Lin Yi will be completely reduced to a waste.

"Returning to the host's father, in the system mall, there is another weapon called 'Zhaoming', which can cut off all links of spiritual power."

said the system.

Immediately, Ye Feng took a look in the system mall.

Zhaoming Sword cuts off the spiritual link, which is suitable for both combat and life.

"How does that apply to life, to wake people up?"

Ye Feng couldn't help being curious.

"Yes, it can be understood in this way, the host father is really smart."

The system said wisely.

Ye Feng was speechless. It felt like he could wake people up physically without using this weapon.

But for combat, it's nice.

"System, exchange for Zhaoming Sword."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for the successful conversion. It consumes 2000 counterattack value, and the current counterattack value is 3000."

After the words fell, the Zhaoming Sword had already appeared in Ye Feng's hands.

At the same time, the smile on Ye Feng's face was sweeter than that of super idols.

"This guy, what's the matter with that smile?"

After all, Henry Zhang is also a master of mental power, and he soon realized that something was wrong.

It has nothing to do with whether the smile is licked or not. What he felt was that Ye Feng exuded a murderous aura.

"Daozhang Zhang, last time you came into my dream, I gave you a hammer."

"You are quite old, and you actually ran for the second time. I might as well give you a little gift."

"Zhaoming Sword, please accept it!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng raised the Zhaoming Sword, and a faint green light immediately appeared on the blade.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

Ye Feng swung his swords towards the sky several times in a row, and all these dark green sword qi slashed on Zhang Xuanwei's old face.

"what!!!"

After a violent scream, Henry Zhangwei's old face made of red clouds disappeared in an instant in the sky.

The surrounding distorted scenes also began to collapse.

"System, I forgot to ask, this Zhaoming sword cuts off the link of spiritual power, is the damage to the opponent strong?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

"Host, please don't worry, the Zhaoming Sword can not only cause mental damage, but also counterattack the opponent's mental attack."

"Even if Zhang Xuanwei is a big man with spiritual power, he is just a mortal after all. At this moment, he should look haggard, and even walk hard."

The system said proudly.

"That's a good feeling."

This is what Ye Feng wanted.

An old man with a dispirited face, it's time to give him a fatal blow.

Not long after, Ye Feng woke up from the dream. He looked at the time, and it was almost five o'clock in the morning.

Ye Feng didn't wake Gu Yunxiang up, but got dressed, walked out of the room, and came to the living room.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng called Li Qingrong again.

"Master Ye, what are you doing?"

On the phone, Li Qingrong's vague voice came. She was obviously playing chess with Duke Zhou.

"Don't sleep, get up and work, before twelve noon, I need to know Henry Zhang's residential address."

Ye Feng said solemnly.

(End of this chapter)