My confession to the school beauty was rejected, so I live-broadcasted the end of the world

"What?!"

Ryota Kurosaki was stunned on the spot.

Never expected it!

Commander Fujita, who was at the peak of the sixth level, rushed up to fight, but was kicked back by the opponent in an instant?

Seeing Jiang Feng's nonchalant look, it seems that he has not used his full strength yet!

With such terrifying strength, is he really not a seventh-level strongman?

For a moment, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart as a samurai of the Sakura Country.

Do the two of them really have a chance to escape?

"Ku so (Damn it!)"

Fujita Shunsuke was kicked to the ground and stood up with a somersault.

He was humiliated in front of his subordinates, which made him very angry.

He didn't even realize how big the gap in strength between the two was at the first time because of this!

Under the strong mental stimulation, his blood-red eyes slowly turned, and the color became more scarlet.

Since he couldn't beat Jiang Feng in physical skills, he changed his mind.

Illusion, start!

Fujita Shunsuke stared at Jiang Feng, and at the same time constructed an extremely terrifying illusion in his mind.

As long as Jiang Feng saw his blood-red eyes, he would be immediately pulled into the illusion, suffering all kinds of inhumane torture, and it would be difficult to escape.

"Oh? You dare to stare at me?"

Jiang Feng chuckled and glanced at him with disdain.

However, it was this glance that made him fall into the illusion immediately.

However, this was also done intentionally by Jiang Feng.

He just wanted to see how powerful Fujita Shunsuke's illusion was.

In an instant, a strong and invisible mental wave attacked Jiang Feng's mind.

Jiang Feng was prepared for this.

His mind moved.

The next moment.

He was surprised to find that he had come to a strange world.

The sky of this world was shrouded in blood, and the surroundings were all gray and chaotic.

In the center, there was a huge cross with several strong ropes tied to it, and beside it were various torture instruments used to torture prisoners.

"Huh? Interesting."

Jiang Feng was not afraid, but nodded calmly.

He had made sufficient preparations, but when he looked into the Sharingan, he was still pulled into the illusion.

It seems that this move cannot be defended by ordinary means, and the only way to crack it can be found from the illusion!

"Punishment!"

A loud noise suddenly came.

A deep abyss troll suddenly appeared in this world.

Its body was as huge as a mountain, covering the sky and the sun, and its whole body was shrouded in a black fog. Its true face could not be seen clearly, and the breath emanating from its body was extremely terrifying, which made people tremble.

The troll stretched out its big hand and grabbed Jiang Feng.

In front of it, Jiang Feng's body was as small as an ant.

Facing its outstretched hand, Jiang Feng was like Sun Wukong trapped by the Buddha.

Even if he could go up to heaven and into the earth, perform 72 transformations, and travel 108,000 miles with one somersault, he could not get out of the Five Finger Mountain of the Buddha.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Feng was caught.

The troll tied him to the cross in the middle, with a blazing flame underneath.

The flames were surging and getting more and more intense, and it seemed that they could burn up along the cross at any time.

The troll pulled out a black branding iron from the rack and repeatedly roasted it on the flame.

After a while, the high temperature roasted the branding iron red and shiny, and it was almost dripping with iron juice.

"Hehehe..."

The troll laughed coldly.

Then, it stabbed the branding iron on Jiang Feng's forehead without hesitation.

"Ahhh!!!"

Jiang Feng was in great pain and wailed continuously.

The extreme heat melted his skin, and blood flowed out.

Even the skull inside was almost exposed, and the air was filled with a strange aroma of barbecue.

"Hehehe!"

Seeing this, the troll laughed even louder.

It feeds on human suffering. The more miserable the human in front of it is tortured, the more excited it is.

Not long after, as the temperature of the iron gradually cooled down, Jiang Feng stopped screaming.

The troll felt bored and prepared to change another torture instrument to continue to torture Jiang Feng.

This time, it held a lingchi knife in its hand.

It wanted to cut off Jiang Feng's flesh and blood piece by piece, enjoy his screams, and taste his despair and fear of death.

However, when it turned around.

It was surprised to find that Jiang Feng's forehead had returned to its original state!

Intact!

There was no trace of the iron just now!

What happened?

Just when the troll was puzzled, Jiang Feng spoke calmly.

"That's it? I thought you had some special skills, and I was so kind to play a trick with you.....”

After saying that, Jiang Feng suddenly burst into an extremely strong spiritual fluctuation.

Then, his body began to grow wildly.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters...

In the blink of an eye, he reached hundreds of meters, as tall as the troll.

But this is not the end.

Jiang Feng's body continued to grow wildly.

Two hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters...

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Feng was already towering into the clouds, like a god in the world.

Originally, Jiang Feng was as small as an ant in front of the troll;

But now it's the opposite. The troll's body is not even as big as one of Jiang Feng's toes!

The troll was stunned. On the spot, petrified.

(╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

What the hell is this?

Scare the troll to death!

"Now, it's my turn!"

Jiang Feng's voice came from the distant sky, as loud as a bell.

He raised his right foot, aimed at the troll as tiny as an ant, and stepped down mercilessly.

The troll had no way to avoid it and was immediately crushed into pieces.

Black brain matter and dark green blood splattered all over the ground.

It was at this moment that the bloody world began to disintegrate rapidly.

The illusion was broken!

Jiang Feng's consciousness instantly returned to his body.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the doomsday world.

However, at this time, Fujita Shunsuke suddenly vomited blood, his face turned pale, and two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed from his eyes.

He covered his eyes with his hands and looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief, full of shock.

The proud Sharingan illusion was actually broken?

More importantly, why could Jiang Feng's body size increase so much, even far exceeding the giant monster he transformed?

You know, the competition in the illusion relies on the mental power of both parties, and cannot rely on any external objects!

Could it be that... Jiang Feng's mental power is far superior to his own?

Thinking of this, Fujita Shunsuke's body was shocked, and he subconsciously retreated again and again.

His mental attribute value is as high as 95,000, Only one step away from the 100,000 mark!

So, Jiang Feng's spiritual power is above 100,000?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Ordinary seventh-level strongmen can't reach such a high value!

Only the seventh-level awakeners with spiritual abilities can reach more than 100,000!

Jiang Feng is obviously a space-based ability user, and he hasn't broken through the seventh level. How could he have such a high spiritual attribute?

For a moment, Fujita Shunsuke's heart was like a turmoil, and he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation even if he racked his brains.

"Tsk tsk, boring, I've had enough fun, it's time to send you to hell."

Jiang Feng shook his head and said somewhat unsatisfiedly.