Chapter 271

At the same time, its entire body turned golden, and as it accelerated, the Storm Shield was activated.

The Rainbow Illusion Butterfly spread its wings, and a layer of mental barrier shrouded the Storm Eagle's body.

Everyone present knew Su Yang had no intention of fleeing.

He intended to stake everything and fight the black-robed man to the death!

"Captain!"

Xu Jiutian shouted loudly.

Gao Yuan stood atop the tall building, watching Su Yang charge wildly toward the black-robed man, feeling slightly disappointed.

Still too young!

At that moment, a bolt of ice flame appeared, forcing Gao Yuan to dodge clumsily.

He was now too occupied to intervene.

He truly was no match for the black-robed man!

Above, the leader of the Shoushen Sect Sect, seeing Su Yang charging toward him, wore a sneering, dark smile.

A Gold-rank Beastmaster's charge… what a joke!

But the speed is truly fast!

But what good is speed?

As long as he enters my attack range.

Speed is just a joke.

Mental energy is invisible and intangible—impossible to evade.

"Mental Strike!"

Invisible mental energy surged toward Su Yang and his companions.

The silver-white mental barrier shattered instantly.

The Storm Eagle let out a shriek but continued charging toward the black-robed man.

The Rainbow Illusion Butterfly's mental barrier absorbed most of the "Mental Strike"'s impact.

At this point, the Storm Eagle was only a few hundred meters from the black-robed man.

That distance of a few hundred meters was short for the Storm Eagle.

"Mental Storm!"

"Mental Strike!"

In an instant, the black-robed man unleashed his full power.

The Storm Eagle shrieked and lost consciousness.

Su Yang felt a sharp pain in his brain, but he could still endure it.

The Rainbow Illusion Butterfly, being a mental-type beast companion with innate mental resistance, barely held on.

Due to inertia, the Storm Eagle continued carrying Su Yang and the Rainbow Illusion Butterfly toward the black-robed man.

But they were already beginning to plummet.

If this continued, Su Yang would never reach the black-robed man.

Exactly!

Su Yang wanted to get close to the black-robed man!

Only by closing the distance could he have a chance at victory!

"Power Surge!"

Su Yang's muscles tore through his uniform.

"Sorry about this, Storm Eagle!"

Su Yang took a deep breath and stomped hard on the Storm Eagle's back.

Using the recoil force from high above, he leapt straight toward the black-robed man!

Combining the Storm Eagle's speed with his own leap, he became like a cannonball fired from its barrel!

As the Storm Eagle plummeted rapidly, it vanished into thin air.

He recalled it into his Beast Space.

As for the fate of the two captives of the Shoushen Sect Sect, he didn't care.

"What a fucking lunatic!"

Gao Yuan, seeing Su Yang's actions, couldn't help shouting in frustration.

"Want to close in? Dream on!"

The black-robed man didn't know what Su Yang was relying on, or why he was so insane.

But he would not—and had no reason to—let Su Yang get close.

Although his other beast companions were occupied with Gao Yuan and the Nanyucheng defenders.

He still had one core mental-type beast companion and the Thousand Cloud Wind Crane.

"Thousand Cloud Wind Crane, unleash linked wind blades—tear him to a thousand pieces!"

After the Shoushen Sect Sect leader gave the order, Su Yang was only a hundred meters away…

"Thousand Cloud Wind Crane!"

"Thousand Cloud Wind Crane!"

"Thousand Cloud Wind Crane!"

The black-robed man shouted the command three times in succession before realizing his mental link to the Thousand Cloud Wind Crane had been severed!

Mental control?

He snapped his head up, staring at the unremarkable Golden-grade Seven-Colored Illusionary Butterfly behind Su Yang.

At this moment, Su Yang was only thirty meters away from him.

He could clearly see the grotesque madness on Su Yang's refined face!

"Psychic Strike!"

"Psychic Control!"

Su Yang's brain seared with agony, but he could still endure it.

The Shoushen Sect's High Priest immediately sensed something was wrong.

The opponent didn't seem controlled at all!

"Psychic Barrier!"

A thick, silvery-white light shield enveloped and protected him.

"Psychic Control!"

The Shoushen Sect's High Priest tried to reclaim control of the Thousand Clouds Wind Crane.

But he was stunned to discover that the little Seven-Colored Illusionary Butterfly's psychic control ability seemed no weaker than his own…