Black King Kong was panting, angry, and shocked.

At this moment, he felt a splitting headache, as if there were thousands of needles stirring in his brain.

This kind of pain was not physical pain, but pain from the depths of the soul, which was irresistible and unbearable.

"Hehe... Black guy, aren't you arrogant? How are you now? The Shadow Killing Technique doesn't taste good, does it?" Yao Tong grinned, looking at a dead man.

The Shadow Killing Technique was his best trick, originally intended to be used when competing for the championship, so as to achieve the effect of surprise, but now he had to use it in advance.

And he also wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for himself.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Black King Kong roared, stood up despite the pain, and rushed towards Yao Tong frantically.

"Looking for death!"

Yao Tong snorted coldly, formed a seal with both hands, and pointed at Black King Kong again.

The black figure turned into a gust of cold wind, silently rushed towards Black King Kong, and then passed through his body.

The next second, Black King Kong's knees softened, and he knelt directly on the ground, with a splitting headache, sweating profusely, and gasping for breath.

"Ah~! My head is about to split!"

Black King Kong covered his head and wailed in pain.

Because of the severe pain, his body began to tremble constantly.

Although he was physically strong and invulnerable, he could not resist this attack that hit his soul directly.

"Good! Good fight! Kill this black guy!"

"As expected of the chief of the Jinghun Sect, he is really powerful!"

"Is this the Shadow Killing Technique? It is really so terrifying!"

"......" JrNovels.com