Chapter 205

Yang Feng's systematic identification of character strength levels is aimed at living people.

A dead person is a deleted account. There is no level at all. So Yang Feng couldn't see any grade marks on the man's head before.

After realizing this point, Yang Feng looked at the three offerings and asked, "I have used the art of resurrecting the dead before. But the dead I resurrected are all stupid, mentally retarded, and sometimes have bad grades. At first glance, it is a group performance run out by the zombie film crew next door."

"But this assassin has a clear mind, sinister cunning, quick action and a red face. Even now, he is still warm. He is obviously a newly dead man. How can he look like he has been dead for ten days? If you hadn't identified him, I wouldn't believe he was a corpse. What's the matter?"

"Resurrecting dead bodies is the ability of many masters who specialize in this field. However, the quality of resurrection varies greatly, which depends on the strength of the caster."

Gently stroked his beard, and the three worshipped solemnly: "Some very rare as like as two peas master, and some are alive, but some are alive and dead. They are much more agile than zombies, but they can still see the appearance of the dead. There are other master who can revive the corpse to the same degree that they were before, even the friends and family could not distinguish.

"Oh? How can we tell if he has been resurrected so vividly?"

Yang Feng asked quickly when he raised his eyebrows.

As soon as the corners of his mouth turned up, the three worshippers looked proud and said, "no matter how realistic he is, even his own mother and father can't recognize him. It's also a dead body. The dead body is not popular. As long as I search it with the true spirit method, I can find him immediately."

"That's great. You can do it!"

As soon as he looked happy, Yang Feng immediately looked at yeluyan and said, "let's gather all the teams. We'll start investigating the whole army and eliminate the dead assassins inside!"

Yes!

With a nod, yeluyan went down to do it immediately.

In a short time, the entire escort army of 5000 people had lined up and gathered on a flat ground, waiting for the review.

Yang Feng came forward with five worshippers, finally fixed his eyes on the three worshippers and said, "three worshippers, thank you!"

"Well, great Xia Yang, you see."

As soon as the corners of his mouth grinned, the three worshippers raised their heads and walked forward. Their eyes narrowed. Suddenly, a red light flickered in their hands. Then, like a shock wave, it suddenly spread out and passed in front of everyone present.

The soldiers shook slightly and looked at each other.

At this time, the three worshippers shouted: "everyone, look at the people around you. Whoever has a red light, he is a dead body assassin. Take him down immediately!"

"What, is the one with the red light a spy?"

Hearing his words, everyone was surprised and looked around.

But everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't find anyone with red light.

The three offerings were also Shh, squinted, looked at them for a long time, and shouted, "none?"

"No!"

"Then... It's really gone!"

Hearing the answer from the crowd, the three worshippers nodded, then looked at Yang Feng with a smile and said, "great Xia Yang, it seems that the other party sent a dead body assassin. The rest are all right, hehe!"

Ha ha ha!

At the same time, in a gloomy cave, wearing a black robe, he couldn't help laughing and full of ridicule: "old fool, you're far from finding my dead assassin, hem!"

"Really not?"

In the military camp, Yang Feng listened to him, but he raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes.

Because they were as like as two peas in the front row, and Yang Feng had clearly seen a soldier who had no grade mark on the top of his head, just like the dead assassin.

Of course, the three worshippers didn't have his ability, and they were very confident in their profession. They said firmly: "don't worry, great Xia Yang, I promise with my head. At this moment, there are no dead assassins of the enemy in this place..."

Boom!

However, he didn't finish his words, but when he heard a loud explosion, Yang Feng had shot a small fireball and blasted the soldier without grade symbol right opposite.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

Yang Feng tilted his eyes, raised his eyebrows to the three worshippers and said, "then go over there and have a look. How many days has the man I just flew died?"

"Well... Good!"

My heart stagnated. The three worshippers were unknown, so I scratched my head and walked towards the man. My mouth was still murmuring: "impossible, I just checked. There were no dead assassins. Did you hit the wrong person... Eh!"

However, he had just touched the man's spirit cover, and suddenly his body stiffened. Then he bowed his head and returned to Yang Feng like a wrong child. He was ashamed and said, "great Xia Yang, you really have golden eyes. That man is indeed a dead body that has been dead for 13 days. Why didn't I measure it just now?"

"This shows that your magic is not working. Let me do it."

With a sigh, Yang Feng couldn't help shaking his head. He came to the soldiers and passed them one by one. Anyone who didn't have a grade mark on his head would directly punch and fly out, one by one.

Bang bang!

But within a few seconds, fifteen or six dead assassins had been caught.

Three offerings hurried up and verified one by one. In the end, they were all accurate, and none of them were killed by mistake.

Seeing this, the other four offerings were more surprised by Yang Feng's strength.

Why, young Daxia Yang is not only proficient in curse, mind control, but also good at necromancy.

You can't even tell the dead body from the third. Daxia Yang can see it at a glance. You're really versatile.

"It's impossible. How did he see it? The dead body I resurrected should be perfect. There's no reason for him to see the flaw at a glance?"

In the cave, when the black robed spies were found out one by one, they were also inexplicably surprised. They suddenly stood up and shouted: "who is this boy? First defeated Mo Shaoqiu, and now they can easily see through my dead assassin. How is it possible?"

Come on!

His fists clenched fiercely. After pondering for a while, the man couldn't help laughing and said, "it's really a talented man from the past generation. I've been secluded in the mountains for decades. I didn't expect to meet such a young expert again. Is it really the death of heaven that I taught?"

Plop!

As soon as he was loose, the man fell to the ground and was silent.

Bang bang!

At the same time, it took Yang Feng half an hour to swing around among the 5000 people and pull out the dead assassins.

When some dead assassins saw Yang Feng approaching, they ran away with a guilty conscience. Immediately, they were directly bombarded by Yang Feng with a small fireball.

Finally, all the assassins had been eliminated. Yang Feng patted his palm, returned to the worshippers, looked at their worship eyes, and couldn't help laughing, but looked at the three worshippers again: "Three sacrifices, what do you want me to say about you? We can't do what we can't do. We have to be big. If I hadn't seen something here, I really believed your evil. I thought the whole army was just a dead assassin. Who should be responsible for the assassination of the Lord?"

"Yes, the third, be modest in the future. Don't boast all the time, delay major events, and lose your happiness. Hum!" hearing his words, the rest of the offerings looked at the third offering with disdain, and the big offering directly scolded.

The three worshippers lowered their heads in shame and didn't dare to look at them. They were wronged like a child with a flat mouth