black tower

The purpose of Han Jun smashing the wall was not just to dodge bullets with his strength, he forcibly broke a section of steel bar in the wall, and the steel bar, which was more than one meter long, became his defense and attack in Han Jun's hands. After all, the most convenient weapon he used back then was a one-meter-long straight-bladed alloy knife.

Ling Feng had already changed the second magazine. Although Han Jun had a maddened attack, he still maintained a high level of fighting instinct. He clasped the steel bar with both hands, and turned vigorously before Ling Feng's bullet hit. , The steel bars rotating at high speed like the spiral of an airplane formed an airtight protective wall in front of Han Jun, no bullet could pass through this wall, and those bullets that were blocked by the steel bars bounced off like headless flies There was a lot of bumping in the corridor, leaving messy bullet holes on the wall.

"Damn it." Seeing that the advantage of the weapon was actually suppressed by Han Jun, Ling Feng gritted his teeth and cursed secretly. Suddenly, a sharp pain from the head made him startled. He turned his head to look, and then He found that his black panther had been crushed and bitten by Han Jun's skinny white tiger.The trauma to his mental body made Ling Feng feel unprecedented anxiety and anger, and his mental state even experienced big fluctuations because of it, which inevitably affected his own abilities.

Ling Feng staggered and took a step back, dropped the gun that had run out of bullets, took out the metal boxing finger buckle he was carrying, put it on, clenched his fists and walked straight towards Han Jun.

As a supernatural being with five senses and physical abilities far surpassing that of ordinary people, sometimes, hand-to-hand combat is easy.

"Calm down, he doesn't have much stamina anymore." Qin Yongnian on the side really couldn't stand it any longer. No matter what, Ling Feng was the chief sentinel he personally elected after Han Jun, and he didn't want to see him in a man who had already suffered from madness. Such a mess in front of the tortured dying patient.

"I know!" Ling Feng roared angrily. After being infected by his master's emotions, his mental black panther slammed Han Jun's white tiger away, and confronted him again.

Han Jun's condition is indeed deteriorating gradually as Qin Yongnian speculated, and the wound on his side is still bleeding.

After confirming that there would be no more bullet attacks, Han Jun put down the steel bar in his hand, and gasped for breath with some difficulty. His mental white tiger also opened its mouth wide and stuck out its tongue because of the poor state of its master, and it seemed that it would attack at any time. fall down.For many people present who were familiar with Han Jun, such a situation was unimaginable before Han Jun fell ill.You know, as the chief sentinel in the past, Han Jun can complete the S-level hunting mission alone without sleep for three days and three nights, and then invite his card players to play mahjong for a whole day.

And Zhao Hongguang, who had experienced the demeanor of Han Jun's battlefield, didn't want to believe his eyes. Has the hero in St. Nelson's Tower become so exhausted?

However, Zhao Hongguang would rather he had never seen the next scene.

In the final analysis, the problem of madness lies in the spiritual sea of ​​the Sentinel. When the stable spiritual link established with the matching guide is forcibly destroyed by external forces, the spiritual barrier of the Sentinel will be destroyed. The five senses that were originally protected will be destroyed. Overloaded in an instant, causing chaos and disorder in the mental sea, the strong stimulus from the outside world is like a scorching flame to the Sentinel who has lost protection, spreading unscrupulously in the Sentinel's spiritual sea, until the last consciousness of the opponent is burned out.

Han Jun, whose mental sea has been burning, has already lost his mind. After the fight just now, the fluctuation of the spiritual sea made Han Jun feel that his whole body was wrapped in heat waves.Panting heavily, he casually dropped the steel bar that had been deformed by the bullet, and began to tear off the one-piece restraint suit on his body.

When Han Jun was awake, he hated the stuffy and tight clothes that deprived him of his freedom. Now that he has lost consciousness, he will naturally not be as silent and patient as before.

After a few strokes, the one-piece restraint suit was pulled off by Han Jun. Now he is standing naked in front of everyone, with a bandage on the wound on his left chest, and a bullet embedded in the wound on the side of his waist. The bullet that failed to completely penetrate the muscle, although Han Jun didn't like the restraint garment, but this garment saved him for the second time.

"Damn it, are you really crazy..." Facing Han Jun who was standing naked in front of him, Ling Feng paused. It was a bit difficult for him to accept Han Jun's dehumanized appearance.

Probably the foreign body sensation in his waist made Han Jun feel a little uncomfortable. He reached out to touch the wound, grasped the bullet embedded in his flesh with his fingers, and slowly pulled it out.

The sound of the bloody bullet landing was very crisp, and the wound on Han Jun's waist began to bleed again. His expression became more irritable and anxious, and his eyes scanned everything in front of him. Finally, after locking on to the target of Ling Feng, Staggering towards each other.

Zhao Hongguang had already sneaked to the corner closest to Ling Feng and Han Jun. As soon as he poked his head out, he saw something indescribable in front of him. Attracted by things, even can't help but want to compare.

"Fat Chirp, did you see that his little bird is so big." Zhao Hongguang couldn't help muttering in a low voice, and before he knew it, his face had quietly flushed a little more. After all, he was still a world-savvy For a young boy, the body of a mature man in front of him is still too exciting.

However, as a guide, Zhao Hongguang was already prepared in his heart.

One day he will always combine with a sentinel with a high matching degree. It is not uncommon for a sentinel to only perform a spiritual combination, but a physical combination is a better choice for a sentinel with a high matching degree. It is almost an essential step for one's own Sentinel to perform physical bonding.Judging from the current state, this step may be a bit difficult for Zhao Hongguang.

"Chirp." Fat Chirp doesn't have any thoughts about the human body. As Zhao Hongguang's spiritual body, it is only interested in another spiritual body that can resonate with itself. When it entered the black tower, it had already noticed Seeing the existence of the other party, the kind of emotional resonance that naturally occurs under the arrangement of God makes it unable to help but want to get close to the other party.

"Go and lure that black panther away, I'll try to appease Han Jun's mental body with the mental tentacles." Zhao Hongguang quickly made a judgment. If he wants to calm Han Jun's frenzied mental sea, he must first control the other party. mental body, but that black panther is a problem.

Fat Jiu understood Zhao Hongguang's order. It waved its wings vigorously, and its small body quickly rushed into the space between the two fighting beasts.

The guide's mental attack has a range. The more advanced the guide, the farther the range of the attack can be. Although Zhao Hongguang is currently the highest-level guide in the San Neren Sata area, as he knows clearly, he The actual combat experience is still too little.

So just in case, he tried to keep himself as close as possible to the battlefield of the sentries. After all, the shorter the distance, the stronger the guide's mental attack ability.

Fat Chirp had successfully flown between the two ferocious mental bodies, it landed on the black panther's head at the right time, and ruthlessly pecked at the other's nose.

This made Ling Feng, who was fighting Han Jun hand-to-hand, tremble. The cat's nose is very sensitive, and the reaction of the mental body will also be reflected on him.

"What's going on?!" Ling Feng raised his arm to support Han Jun's fist, and quickly turned his head to look at his mental body. The other party was actually entangled by a fat bird that flew from nowhere.

But soon, Ling Feng remembered who the fat bird belonged to.

"Stinky boy! Quickly remove your mental body! Do you hear that?!" A distraction, Ling Feng had already received a solid punch from Han Jun. As one of the top sentinels, he had a solid mental barrier Although his ability to resist blows was much higher than that of ordinary people, the punch still made him feel dizzy and super angry.

After seeing the tit that deliberately harassed Ling Feng's black panther, Du Wang and Qin Yongnian, who were watching the battle, also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Isn't that the spiritual body of the young guide? What did he come here to mix with? His little bird is not enough to put Ling Feng's spiritual body between his teeth." Qin Yongnian asked.

"Obviously, he came here for Han Jun. The kind of natural attraction between high-matching sentinels, you, a bachelor old sentinel without a matching guide, will not understand." Du Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, he At the corner behind Ling Feng, spiritual tentacles began to appear, one by one glowing with pure and bright silver-white light, they gathered together and floated in the air regularly, like moonlighted ocean waves, beautiful And gentle, but also contains great power.

Qin Yongnian dismissed this, and after a cold snort, he turned his head to look at the hand-to-hand combat between Han Jun and Ling Feng.

At this time, Gu Jia, the chairman of the guide management center, also came over. She looked at those bright spiritual tentacles with admiration, and said with a smile: "This child's spiritual tentacles are really beautiful."

"Yeah, I haven't seen this level of spiritual tentacles for a long time. The guide center has found a treasure this time." Du Wang did not hesitate to praise Zhao Hongguang. The guide's spiritual tentacles are used by them to launch mental attacks. As well as the most important tool to appease the sentry, it is also a unique weapon given to them by God. The brighter and purer the color of the spiritual tentacles, the greater the number, which means the stronger the guide's ability.

"By the way, can you stop chatting? Didn't you say you wouldn't let this kid take risks?" Qin Yongnian did not deny Zhao Hongguang's ability, but as he said at the beginning, taking a top-level guide It is not an equivalent transaction for the entire tower area to replace a sentinel that has no practical value.

After finishing speaking, the old sentinel, who was still physically strong, took off his suit jacket and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt calmly. He planned to join the battlefield to solve the ridiculous scene in front of him as soon as possible. Han Jun fought with Ling Feng naked In addition, as a sentinel, the belief that he should give priority to protecting the guide at all times has already been deeply rooted in Qin Yongnian's blood, even though he has never had his own matching guide. , but on the battlefield where he exists, he will never sit back and watch the guide be in danger.

As a guide, Du Wang obviously knew Zhao Hongguang better than Qin Yongnian, the old sentinel partner. At this time, he no longer had the original idea, but instead smiled and patted Qin Yongnian on the shoulder.

"Brother, don't wait any longer. I'm actually a little curious about that kid's ability. His matching degree is as high as that of Han Jun, and he seems to be a chosen person."

Qin Yongnian, who had already summoned his spiritual body, the brown bear, frowned dissatisfiedly. He followed Du Wang's gaze and saw those gleaming spiritual tentacles taking advantage of the moment when the tits pulled the black panther away. A net was formed to envelop the white tiger baring its teeth and refusing to admit defeat layer by layer.

"Roar!" The white tiger suddenly struggled violently, using its sharp claws and teeth to tear at these spiritual tentacles that seemed as thin as silk.

At the same time, Han Jun, who was affected by his mental body, was counterattacked by Ling Feng, who was at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat. After receiving a heavy punch in the stomach, he flew out of the whole body.

"Stop! Next, leave it to me!"

Zhao Hongguang, who was still concentrating on controlling Han Jun's mental body, hurriedly stood up. He endured the discomfort of being torn off by the mental tentacles, and shouted at Ling Feng loudly.

Ling Feng, with a bright face, looked back at this young guide who dared to disrupt the situation. He was about to scold the other party for retreating immediately, but he heard Du Wang's voice through his dog that had swam to his feet at some point. The golden python passed over: "Ling Feng, let him try. However, you have to ensure his safety. If there is anything wrong, stop Han Jun immediately."