Dragon Clan: Returning from Rebirth, My God Lu Mingfei Tu preaches the Tao

Chapter 113 Kid, have you learned it yet?
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It rained heavily.

But if one looked carefully, what was falling was not clear rainwater, but iron-gray blood mixed with black Deadpool, accompanied by countless pieces of rancid flesh and blood, all falling to the human world.

The turbid stagnant water is also rendered, and everything soaked in the stagnant water is corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Cars, concrete pavement, and even alloy guardrails, etc., were all melting rapidly, and then mixed with rushing water to flow away.

But there is still stagnant water here, it is obviously a turbulent river of strong acid.

In an instant, with the sky tree as the center, the surrounding area became a restricted area for human beings. Let alone standing here, even if you stand nearby, you will be shocked by the smell of these deadpool blood, like inhaling hallucinogens and poisonous gas. A mixture ranging from vomiting to straight-up insanity.

Whether it is the Sheqi Bajia or the fierce ghosts, they all left this place quickly not long ago and hid in a building not far away. Otherwise, once they are poured by the blood rain, their fate will be absolutely miserable.

Fortunately, the heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if a waterfall was pouring down into the world, and this hellish river was quickly washed away completely.

But it doesn't mean that the crisis caused by this Deadpool frenzy has been resolved.

Although the outbreak of the two terrorist forces just now caused heavy casualties to the hundreds of dragon-shaped deadpools roaring, there are still some dragon-shaped deadpools that are far away from the sky tree, and they are only surrounded by these two forces. The fate spread, so there are still dozens of deadpools on the scene who survived by chance.

However, most of these dragon-shaped dead waiters are seriously injured, and some have only half of their bodies left, but these guys have extremely tenacious vitality. Even with only half of their bodies left, they still have strong combat effectiveness.

They made a sharp whistling sound, swooping down in the wind and rain, like a gray cloud mountain hanging above their heads, about to collapse.

However, they seem to be menacing, but they are actually more like a group of defeated troops, eager to find a so-called safe place to protect themselves.

The sky above the sky tree has become an absolute forbidden zone for the dragon-shaped deadpools, a place they dare not set foot on again.

Because on the top of the sky tree, there are two terrifying and deep figures, they can't see clearly, but one can see black and one white in the haze.

Especially that black figure, like a great existence they secretly worshiped.

If it weren't for the sound of clappers from the sky and the earth still subconsciously directing them, these dead servants would have fled crazily long ago, but the will to kill was raging in their minds like a frenzy, so they continued to dive under the sky tree, vowing to Devour those people, they have already smelled the sweet blood.

What a wonderful taste.

In their perception, it's like a hungry person suddenly saw a piece of delicious cake.

The mixed races present are all outstanding A-levels, and their own dragon blood is naturally a huge temptation for the Deadpools.

However, in the face of these dragon-shaped deadpools swooping in, many elites of the Snaki Eight Clans and members of the fierce ghosts suddenly rushed out of the building holding long knives and guns.

They let out hysterical roars, and there was no fear in their eyes.

Of course they are fearless, as if two armies are at war. Although the deadpools are an army comparable to the devil, they are guarded by a god-like existence.

It was obvious that their side had won a complete victory, and their morale was at its peak now, so one by one they rushed towards those dragon-shaped deadpools without fear of death.

The next scene is probably something that has never happened in hundreds of years.

The members of the Sheqi Bajia and the members of the Devil's Ghost Clan are linked together in a rare dream.

Although not long ago they had helped each other deliver diesel so that the sky tree could be continuously lit, but that time they did it secretly, and even both sides tried their best not to let each other notice their own existence.

But it’s different now, none of these people concealed it, and rushed out of the various buildings around the sky tree, and some even avoided the blood rain of Deadpool under the same roof, but they turned around in unison Go, I was stunned to see each other for life and death.

There were even members of the Eight Sheqi Family who saw someone injured in the fierce ghosts, suddenly staggered, forced some ointment from their bodies, and then walked away cursing.

Until this moment, they all rushed out from under the eaves together, the roars of both sides were like heavy thunder, fearing that they would be overwhelmed by the other party's voice, so each one was louder.

Although there were only fifty or sixty people from the two sides together, the shocking roar even overwhelmed the thunder in the sky, like a large army pushing.

The dragon-shaped dead waiters who swooped down were stunned for a moment, thinking they were surrounded.

If the tacit secret cooperation between the Bajia of Snake Qi and the ghosts before was to protect a beautiful love, then this time it is because they have a common enemy.

No matter what grievances and blood feuds the two sides had before, they are all allies at this moment, and they are all partners in fighting Deadpool together.

For a while, there was loud gunfire, even mixed with the roar of individual missiles and the explosion of new grenades.

The dead waiters ushered in another blow.

The weapons in these people's hands have been strengthened and modified, and even the bullets are mercury-core explosive bombs. Accompanied by sharp roars, they blasted towards the Deadpools like meteors.

chi chi chi-

Muffled sounds came again and again, and the Deadpools were shot crazily.

The mixed races present are all shooting elites, and these dragon-shaped deadpools are two or three times larger than ordinary people, completely treating these hideous targets as living targets.

In fact, the bodies of these dead waiters are very tough, especially the scales on their bodies, which are almost as strong as hard alloys. Ordinary bullets will only leave a white mark on them. Even the strengthened bullets are only in terms of kinetic energy. , is not enough to penetrate their physical bodies.

Fortunately, these dead servants are covered with long and narrow wounds after being cut. They are lucky to be at the outermost edge of the trial domain. Although they were not directly killed, they left a series of hideous wounds on their bodies.

These mercury core burst bombs shot at the wounds of the dead waiters, and blasted into them in an instant. The strong mercury in the ammunition was violently promoted by the burning of the gunpowder to release mercury vapor, causing powerful erosive damage.

If other mixed races faced this kind of injury, they would have died long ago, but they are Deadpool, and they will not die because of this situation at all. Even if their hearts are pierced, their throats are cut, or even half of their bodies are gone Will not die, but also has a strong combat capability.

However, whether it was the members of the Sheqi Bajia or the Ghosts, they were all powerful elites of the mixed race. Facing these dead servants who were already seriously injured, they naturally attacked with a two-pronged approach.

Of course, don't be careless, the counterattack of these Deadpools is equally fierce.

Even though they were fully prepared, many people were attacked and injured.

One of the executive officers was cornered by a Deadpool, and his arm was about to be torn off.

But in the next moment, five or six gunshots came, and seven reinforced bullets were blasted into the cut wound on the back of Deadpool's head, and Deadpool's head exploded immediately.

The executive quickly kicked the headless Deadpool's squirming body away, and immediately saw the person behind him helping him out.

"Big brother!"

This young man was obviously the executive officer who told the crow that diesel was coming.

Seeing the person who rescued him at this moment, he couldn't help shouting excitedly.

He recognized it immediately, the young man opposite was his elder brother, his former elder brother.

But when the young man heard his shout, he quickly turned his head to one side, and shouted with disgust: "Who the hell is your big brother, get out!"

While speaking, the young man in black combat uniform quickly raised his gun and fired several shots at the side of the young executive officer.

It turned out to be the Deadpool whose head had been blown off. He seemed to smell the blood around him, and stretched out his dagger-like claws to cut the young executive's ankle artery.

As a result, he was shot several times by the young man on the opposite side, and his claws were blown off.

"Go away!"

Seeing his brother shooting at him, the young executive officer looked "sorrowful and angry", and raised his gun bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang behind the young man.

A Deadpool who was about to attack the young man was beaten back again and again.

The two looked at each other from a distance through the wind and rain, and couldn't help laughing at this moment.

It is really a nostalgic scene, and it seems to return to the days when the two brothers fought together.

"Asshole, pay attention to my safety, don't die."

The young man cursed, then turned around and was about to leave.

The young executive couldn't help but say, "Don't die too, brother, my mother misses you very much, and she mentioned whether you are still alive not long ago."

He saw that the young man was about to leave, so he spoke in a hurry, but the last sentence was obviously crying.

The leaving figure of the young man paused for a while, before saying in a deep voice: "Let Mother take good care of her body and tell her that I am fine and I miss her very much."

After speaking, the young man in combat uniform entered the battlefield on the other side.

"I will tell my lord mother."

shouted the young executive.

Immediately, he filled the pistol with new bullets and joined the battlefield of Snaki Bajia.

The fighting became more and more intense.

Although these dragon-shaped deadpools themselves have serious injuries, their vitality is extremely tenacious, and as if they don't feel pain, they are often able to resist the attacks of various weapons and come forward, thus causing damage to these members.

However, there were injured, but no dead members.

Because these dead waiters have been covered with various cutting wounds for a long time, they have weak points almost all over their bodies when attacking. Although they cannot be killed, they can slow down the dead waiters' attack to a great extent.

There were wounded one after another on the side of the fierce ghosts, and many were directly seriously injured, but none of them wanted to escape from this place to live.

Because this kind of behavior of running away will definitely be judged by the ghosts, and they will face a more terrible end than death.In fact, compared to those terrible punishments, being rejected by the group of fierce ghosts is the scariest thing.

They are ghosts, they are not tolerated by the heaven and earth, even their own family. If lonely and wild ghosts like them leave the big family of fierce ghosts, where will they have a place to live?

The reason why they walked into the crowd of fierce ghosts was because they longed for that kind of warmth.

If even the fierce ghosts abandoned them, perhaps only the cold hell could accept them.

……

Clang clang.

There was a sound like a strike of iron.

Under the dimly lit building, Sakurai Kogure was fighting fiercely with a deadpool, accompanied by sparks splashing like fire trees and silver flowers.

Relatively speaking, the injuries on this Deadpool's body are not that serious, it is almost in a complete state, and its strength is second only to the strength of Transcendent A Grade hybrids.

Sakurai Kogure, as the Ryoma of the fierce ghosts, her strength should not be underestimated. It has also reached a level that is only surpassed by Transcendent A Grade. However, after a fierce battle, the girl has already suffered several tear holes on her body, and her physical strength is gradually overdrawn. Even though this dead waiter was fatally attacked by the girl several times, his fighting power is still very strong.

hoo hoo hoo!
This dead waiter let out a ferocious and bloodthirsty roar, almost forcibly erupting against the fatal slash of the long knife in Sakurai Kogure's hand, even though the belly was slid away, iron-gray intestines and organ fragments dripped out, but it didn't hurt at all. Affecting its attack speed, the dagger-like claws pierced straight through the girl's shoulder.

With a puff, blood flowed profusely for a while.

Not only was Sakurai Kogure's shoulder pierced and stirred, but Deadpool's own poisonous blood was constantly eroding her wound, which was even more terrifying than strong acid corrosion.

The girl's face was pale, and the severe pain spread from her shoulders to her whole body, and her whole delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

In order not to let herself fall into a coma due to the pain, Sakurai Kogure even forced herself to inject two shots of strong adrenaline, but it was this kind of sobriety that caused her pain to explode in her mind dozens of hundreds of times, like a pair of The big hand was tearing her nerves little by little.

This was enough to make a person howl in pain, but Sakurai Kogure didn't say a word, keeping a cold face the whole time, calmly coping with Deadpool's ferocious and violent attack.

Even if her injuries are getting more and more serious, and even getting closer to death.

But she can't retreat!

There is a boy curled up in the corner behind Sakurai Kogure, it is Yuan Zhinv.

Because of the need to protect each other at all times, coupled with the chaotic situation of Deadpool's invasion, they gradually separated from the members of the fierce ghosts who were guarding around them, and now they are even forced into this corner.

In fact, this is Sakurai Kogure deliberately using the corner as a defense, because only in this way can he better protect the boy and avoid being forcibly taken away by this deadpool.

She could already feel Deadpool's bloodthirsty desire for the boy.

This dragon-shaped deadpool let out a bloodthirsty roar, and his golden cold eyes stared at the boy in the corner, longing for the sweet blood in the other's body, just like a pedestrian who has been short of water for three days in the desert and sees the sweetness. Under the refraction of the sunlight, the sweet spring is like a star in the dark night, exuding dazzling light.

Its attacks became more and more ferocious, even though Sakurai Kogure had already slit the opponent's throat, and the iron-gray dirty blood splashed directly, but the opponent was not moved at all, and the pair of golden eyes shone with a fierce and cold light .

The dagger-like claws pierced through the girl's shoulder again.

This time Deadpool didn't give her too many chances to struggle, and the power was released, almost tearing off the girl's entire shoulder.

Is it finally going to be unbearable?
Weakness came like a tide, and Sakurai Kogure knew that she had reached her limit.

Although she has done her best to cause so many fatal injuries to Deadpool, if it is a hybrid of the same level, she would have been beheaded many times by her, but the Deadpool in front of her is not so much a powerful An opponent, it would be better to say that she is attacking a corpse with powerful combat power.So no matter how many deadly attacks she launched, it would be useless, she could only watch her strength go away little by little.

Until this moment completely weakened.

However, this dead waiter didn't seem interested in Sakurai Kogure. After capturing her, he threw the girl aside casually like throwing trash, and then walked towards Yuan Zhinv in the corner.

This is far more exciting food than Sakurai Kogure.

It came in front of Yuan Zhinv, stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's throat, his nails gradually exerted force, blood flowed down the boy's white neck, and the dead servant greedily stretched out a snake-like forked red letter from his mouth, To lick the blood that flows down.

The boy was just a child in the mountains. Facing the invasion of Deadpool, he was trembling all over, and he had no ability to resist at all. If he hadn't been choked and unable to make a sound, the boy might have been frightened and burst into tears.

No, to be precise, he was frightened and cried, but he couldn't make a sound, but the tears kept sliding down his face.

"Master Dragon King!"

Sakurai Kogure looked determined.

Even if she died here today, she would still save the boy.

She forcibly broke out her blood, and her whole body was like a swift and fierce feline. She rushed to Deadpool in an instant, and swung the long knife in her hand.

However, just before the blade was about to hit Deadpool's back, the dead waiter didn't even turn his head, and the long tail like a python pierced through Sakurai Kogure's chest fiercely.

The girl was stunned, staring blankly at her pierced body, and then was thrown aside by Deadpool again like garbage, and then slammed heavily on a wall post on one side.

It's finally quiet and it's time to enjoy this delicacy.

Deadpool looked at the boy in his hand, his bright golden pupils were full of greedy and bloodthirsty desire.

puff!

The next moment, a long knife pierced through its heart.

Deadpool looked down, and even he was stunned.

This long knife was held by a white hand, and Deadpool's gaze spread along this palm until he saw clearly that it was the boy whose neck was strangled by it.

It's just that the boy who was still crying has become different at this moment.

The boy's eyes were clear, like the bright stars at the bottom of the lake, and he, a dead waiter, couldn't help but feel ashamed when he looked at him.

But gradually, the corners of the other party's clean and flawless face began to rise little by little.

It was just such a slight change in the arc, and the temperament of the whole person underwent an earth-shaking change.

It seemed that an evil spirit was resurrected on the boy, or that the boy was originally an evil spirit. The so-called clear appearance was just a skin to confuse the world.

Now the skin of this body melted like wax, and the hideous and terrifying corpse of the evil spirit began to appear.

At this moment, even the crazy Deadpool couldn't help being stunned for a moment, as if seeing his own kind.

Just in this moment of trance, the boy turned the handle of the knife in his hand fiercely, crushing the opponent's heart, and the iron-gray blood splashed everywhere on the spot.

hoo hoo hoo!
Deadpool growled ferociously.

It began to resist violently, but the boy seemed to be hugging his twin brother, holding Deadpool very tightly, strangling the deadpool crazily with the long knife in his hand. After Deadpool's heart was shattered, all the internal organs of his body were crushed. They even started to strangle.

It's like there's a meat grinder cutting through Deadpool.

The scene was extremely bloody. Blood splashed on the surrounding walls and the boy. The phoenix coronet was eroded by the blood, and his body began to rot, but the boy burst out with a powerful self-healing power, and those injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment he completely changed from a boy to a man.

He was bathed in iron-gray blood, and let out a heavy and excited roar.

The Deadpool in his arms also roared, but it was no longer ferocious, but hysterical fear, as if the boy who was crying not long ago was the biggest evil spirit.

The pale Sakurai Kogure couldn't help but shake.

Deadpool's python-like tail pierced her chest just now, but it seemed that the angle of the attack was a bit biased because of the other party's bloodthirsty desire, and it didn't hit her heart directly, so she was only seriously injured.

At this moment, she couldn't even tell who was the evil ghost, but the girl knew that the man was back.

But what came back seemed to be not the Dragon King, but something more terrifying than the Dragon King. As for the childish boy in the mountains, he disappeared like a dream bubble.

When the man walked out from the corner, he was holding a bloody long knife and the head of Deadpool in his hand. The horror before death still remained on that ferocious face.

"You are too tired, you can rest."

The man glanced at the girl coldly, as if confirming her injury.

Then walked out from under the building.

Seeing the back of the man leaving, for some reason, Sakurai Kogure suddenly felt a little lost.

She leaned against the wall a little bit and hugged herself slightly with her arms, as if she was reminiscing about the warmth that man had left her.

……

Rumble!
Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, a dragon-shaped deadpool with scars was directly blasted into debris by a missile, and blood and internal organs were splashed everywhere in the wind and rain.

When these filthy things are splashed, wherever the rain and dew are evenly stained, there will be holes emitting irritating white smoke in an instant, as if corroded by strong sulfuric acid.

Fingel, who noticed the movement, threw the crow beside him to the ground.

"Fuck, brother, light up the fire, there are big living people beside you."

Fingel's face was dark, and he couldn't help but turned his head and said to the tall young man not far away.

"Sorry, I couldn't control it for a while."

Yasha scratched his head resentfully.

It's been a long time since I released it so heartily.

For him, caliber is justice, and all fear comes from insufficient firepower.

That's why Yasha has always loved this kind of ferocious firepower weapon. Now facing these dragon-shaped dead waiters, he can't help not being afraid, but rather excited.

"Brother Crow, are you alright?"

Fingel said to the people under him with a concerned face.

"Fensang, I owe you one more time." The crow being ridden was moved.

When Fingel saw the other party's expression, he always felt that something was wrong, so he stood up quickly and laughed unnaturally, "Oh, brother crow, which one of us is going to be with whom, and you promised me, wait When you become famous in the future, surely you will not forget to be a brother?"

"Fensang, don't worry, I, Crow, will absolutely keep my promise. If I don't get along well in the future, I will be yours."

The crow had an expression of wanting to agree with her body, and reached out to pat the young man on the shoulder after speaking.

"That's not good."

Fingel looked at the hand on his shoulder twitching from the corner of his eyes.

"Didn't Finsam dislike me?"

Crow felt as if he had been whipped.

Fingel's heart twitched, I don't just dislike you, you can touch it again.

"Hey, old man, is this the place where you come to sell ramen? If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Yasha's dissatisfied voice came from not far away, which immediately attracted the attention of Fingel and Crow.

I saw an old man wearing a ramen master's white linen suit appearing on the battlefield. The other party seemed to have just finished working on his stall, and he smelled like stewed vegetables.

"Boy, are you calling me old man?" the old man asked curiously.

"Hey, I have a bad temper, who the hell is I, you're looking for fuss... Mmmmmmm."

When Yasha heard this, he became furious on the spot.

He didn't immediately recognize that this old ramen man was the one who brought Lu Mingfei and Erikai here on a three-wheeled cart.

In fact, it was windy and rainy at the time, coupled with the fact that the couple Lu Mingfei and Eri Yi were so eye-catching, and the shock of the boy releasing his own breath, many people didn't see what the old man looked like.

Yasha thought that the ramen old man was probably too old to see that they were fighting to kill the servants, and he didn't know that this place was dangerous, but he didn't expect that he kindly reminded him but got ridiculed by the old man, which is simply unreasonable.

He was used to Yasha being domineering and domineering, and it was rare for him to do a good deed and still be teased, so he couldn't help but grab the opponent's collar on the spot, planning to throw him out directly.

But he moved his hands fiercely, good guy, he didn't move at all.

"Boy, think about it. If you really get rough on me, then I will lie down. If you don't make your pants so black that you can't lift them up, I will lose."

"you……"

Seeing this scene, the crow at the side rushed up to cover Yasha's mouth, and pulled the other's hand from the old man's collar.

The crow observed carefully. The gray-looking guy in the old man's hand was not a rolling pin, but a knife with gray-black blood dripping from it. It was obvious that he had just stabbed Deadpool.

To be able to appear here single-handedly, and even kill Deadpool, how could this be a simple ramen old man, this is obviously a very simple ramen old man!
The crow confirmed it until he thought that there was no problem with his rigorous logic, so he couldn't help explaining to the old man.

"Old man, my brother has always been used to carelessness. I'm sorry, but just now he was worried about what happened to you old man, so he said something stupid. Please forgive me."

The old man smiled, "Your words are interesting, I'm old, and I won't be as knowledgeable as you young people."

"You will grow stronger with age, and grow stronger with age." Crow couldn't help giving the old man a thumbs up.

Another slap on the back of Yasha's head who was about to struggle, and he glanced at the guy in the old man's hand.

Yasha followed the other party's gaze, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his eyes immediately. He could see clearly, and subconsciously hid in the distance, as if he was afraid that this old man who dared to kill even Deadpool would violently attack him .

"Oh, old pastor, we meet again."

At this moment, Fingel also came over.

Seeing the ramen man who appeared, he stepped forward to sniff him with a look of surprise, and greeted him in surprise after repeated confirmation.

It's him.

The crow on the side also recalled, isn't the old man the part-time old pastor who appeared outside the church that night?

At that time, the other party hurried to the church to witness the marriage for the new couple after finishing work at the ramen stall. His old face was smeared with oil, but now, after careful identification, it can still be confirmed.

"This Tokyo is really small. I didn't expect to meet so many acquaintances this night." Uesugi Koshi couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He recognized Fingel, who was the tearful young man he had met at the church door in Shinjuku district before. At that time, he also gave him a warm marinated egg, oh no, two.

"Old pastor, do you still have marinated eggs?"

Fingel rubbed his hands, saying that he was really hungry so far, especially when he smelled the fragrance of marinade on the old man, he felt even more hungry.

"I am searching."

The old man plucked from left to right from all over his body, even when Fingel's face was dark, he wanted to pluck towards the bottom of his body, but then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and he used his fingers to button the mask on his head. In the square scarf, a marinated egg rolled out of it.

"That's all, I'll give it to you." The old man threw the marinated egg to Fingel.

The latter took it with some surprise, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, "Old pastor, I have to say that your marinated eggs are really delicious."

Hearing this, Uesugi's old face darkened, "Boy, that's a corned egg, not my corned egg."

Crow Yasha next to him wanted to laugh, but because of the old man's emotions at the moment, he had to restrain himself with difficulty.

However, at this moment, the old man suddenly swung the long knife in his hand, and directly nailed a dead waiter who was about to kill him to one side of the curtain wall.

It was like a flash of gray lightning coming across the sky. When the three people present reacted, the dragon-shaped Deadpool who rushed at him had already been sanctioned.

This is this...

This swift and resolute move scared Crow and Yasha into silence on the spot.

Let's chirp.

Finger opened his mouth wide in shock, and the half of the leftover marinated egg rolled out of his mouth.

"Boy, you dropped the corned egg."

The old man squinted over and said in a low tone.

Fingle shivered tremblingly.

No, that's your marinated egg.

But he didn't dare to say this sentence.

……

Clang!
Yuan Zhisheng directly swung the spider in his hand and slashed at the dead waiter in front of him.

The other party felt the domineering oppression brought by this ghost-slaying ancient knife, and was about to dodge it immediately. It flapped its wings quickly, only then did it realize that one of its wings had been shattered in the previous chopping frenzy.

snorted.

Accompanied by an exceptionally muffled chopping sound, the azure blade light streaked across Deadpool's body.

The man's knife was extremely tricky and ferocious. It cut directly through the huge wound on the dead waiter's chest, and the huge cutting force directly split the opponent's body in two.

Yuan Zhisheng knew that this kind of dead waiter had a strong body, and cutting it with a sword would only spark sparks like fire trees and silver flowers, so he had to hit the weak point directly and kill him with one blow.

But even in this situation, the dragon-shaped Deadpool still wasn't killed in one hit.

The half of the body with the head is still roaring,

Yuan Zhisheng didn't rush, he stood at the spot and tapped a soft seven star, then dragged the spider and walked towards the dead waiter a little bit.

Deadpool, who was still roaring ferociously, saw the man walking towards him with a stern expression, and seemed to sense that his own death was approaching, so he began to howl uneasy, and immediately took the initiative to kill him.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't dodge or dodge, and kicked Deadpool's ferocious face directly, with such great force that Deadpool hit a side wall before stopping.

Deadpool, who had only half of his body left, clasped the ground with his remaining hand and crawled away because of instinctive fear.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't panic, just followed behind the opponent silently, until this guy was about to jump into the stagnant water, he stepped on the opponent's back hard.

Then with the knife in hand, a ferocious head was thrown out, and immediately rolled into the stagnant water.

The man breathed out a long smoke.

Ferocious blood dripped from the spider cut, and this ancient knife once again beheaded a strange head, adding a bit of color to its fierce reputation.

But soon another Dead Servant came to kill him from the side.

Yuan Zhisheng directly took out a gold-studded Colt revolver from his windbreaker and blasted it. It was also called Western Watch. This large-caliber pistol could crush the head of a bison that charged straight ahead. , It was like a thunderstorm exploding around me.

The bullets loaded in it are also strengthened alchemy bullets. Once activated, the strong mercury inside will be heated by the gunpowder to urge a strong mercury vapor in its body, which will erode Deadpool's body almost instantly.

Although these dead waiters are crazy, if they are hit by this kind of bullet, they will cut off the eroded parts of themselves in an instant to prevent the wounds on the body from worsening.

A full six shots were fired, and the dead waiter's chest was blasted by a spiral, and the back could even be seen from the front.

Yuan Zhisheng walked forward with a cigarette in his mouth, directly aimed at the Deadpool's head several times, and then watched the other's bright golden pupils go out in the wind and rain.

There was a lot of gunfire around, whether it was the Bajia of Sheqi or the ghosts, they organized the attack effectively, killing a dead waiter in twos and threes together, until the hideous monster was retreated steadily by the bombardment, and finally no longer had the strength to fight. , the situation began to stabilize.

This war with the evil spirits has seen the dawn of victory.

No, to be precise, they were invincible from the beginning.

Yuan Zhisheng stood in the wind and rain and watched this scene, especially when he saw the dreamy linkage between the Bajia of Sheqi and the ghosts.

He suddenly felt that what was the hatred and resentment between the two major forces all these years?
Benefit?status?Or that great authority?But now it looks more like an absurd drama, and no one knows when this drama will end, or will continue to perform new absurdities.

He will soon succeed the position of the head of the family, it seems that it is time to change all this.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were stern, as if there was a real sound of swords, guns and swords shooting into the wind and rain.

If the end of the absurdity is a complete tragedy, this is definitely not what he wants to see. No matter how terrifying the ghosts and gods are at the end, as long as they infringe on the things he cares about, they will definitely meet him.

Da da da.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps like small broken steps came from nearby, the other party seemed a little anxious, and the old man even muttered to himself in the wind and rain.

It is completely conceivable that when an old man selling ramen was about to close his stall and go home, he suddenly encountered a storm, and then complained about the damn weather while rushing to clean up the ramen stall.

Because the fragrance of ramen is permeated in the wind and rain.

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, an old man not far away attracted his attention.

The other party was dressed in an authentic white linen uniform of a ramen master, with a white square scarf on his forehead, and an oily Chinese character Yue was shining brightly as he danced.

The old man held a Japanese sword in each of his hands, with simple patterns branded on the body.

Yuan Zhisheng recognized it at a glance. This is the "Tang Dao" cast by the Japanese in imitation of the shape of weapons in the Tang Dynasty. This kind of antiquity should be enshrined in any museum in Japan, but now it is given by this little-known The old ramen man held it in his hand, as if he was holding two ramen pins, the key was that gray-black blood was still dripping from them.

Although these two ancient knives are invaluable, they are only of cultural relic value, and their material is not so strong. When they are cut on Deadpool, they will not only be shaken out of the gap, but will even be eroded by the opponent's blood.

Yuan Zhisheng had already seen the countless dense gaps on the knife like a hornet's nest, and he must have cut Deadpool a few more times at most, and it would be completely broken, turning into two useless knives.

However, there are more than a dozen such ancient knives behind the old man. They are wrapped in a piece of oilcloth. The oilcloth looks more like the apron of a ramen master, with layers of marinade attached to it, which may not have had time to be changed.

Why is this ramen man here?Did you go to the wrong place?

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching when he saw the other party's face that was so calm and shameless facing the dead waiters around him.

What kind of weird expert is this?When the old man chopped those dead waiters, he didn't blink his eyes, as if he was chopping pieces of braised pork.

"Boy, do you have a cigarette?"

The old man stepped forward and elbowed the young boy.

The latter's face was ugly, because he clearly saw the back of the old man's oily hands rubbing against his windbreaker.

However, he still took out a pack of soft seven stars from his body, and took out one of them and handed it to the other party.

"Boy, don't you see that my hands are empty now?" The old man raised the two knives in his hands.

Yuan Zhisheng had no choice but to pass the cigarette to the other party's mouth, but this time he didn't say anything, and directly helped the old man light the cigarette.

"Soft Qixing... It's still this kind of woman who smokes vigorously, soft and soft like a lover's hand." The old man took a deep breath of the cigarette, then closed his eyes and thought about it.

Then he looked at Yuan Zhisheng again, raised his eyebrows and said: "Boy, I didn't expect you to like this kind of female cigarettes?"

"I love smoking this kind of cigarette, not that it is a woman's cigarette." Yuan Zhisheng emphasized.

At this moment, two more Deadpool came to slaughter.

Before Yuan Zhisheng could draw his gun and shoot, the figure of the old man killed him first.

"Boy, I see that you are also good at using knives, but you are not so good at knives. Just take it as a thank you for this cigarette. Watch it, old man, I will only play it once."

Yuan Zhisheng's face twitched. Although this old man seemed to have some strength, he was compared to him twice tonight, especially in terms of sword skills. It can be said that he is already comparable to the realm of a master.

I didn't expect to be caught by a...

However, the next moment, the man's eyes narrowed.

He saw that in the wind and rain, the old man drew a circle with two swords in both hands, and he could feel an incomparable sense of awe just from this gesture.

Top two days!
This is Miyamoto Musashi's nirvana.

The so-called two heavens actually refer to Yin and Yang. The combination of the two is chaos. Once a slash occurs, it is pure and absolute power. Even if there is steel in front, or even a giant mountain, it will be cut through.

The old man swung his knife ferociously, with unrivaled momentum, even the wind and rain around him were scattered in shock.

The area around him suddenly formed a violent field with no wind or rain, and the killing and blazing shadow of the knife almost covered every inch of space.

The two deadpools are like two pieces of stewed meat on the chopping board, about to be sliced ​​into thin slices by the old man's pair of knives.

However, in the mid-term, the old man's strength became more and more rounded, and his sword-wielding movements became more gentle, like a carefree child playing in the clear sky. He swung his sword at will, but seemed to melt into this world.

All kinds of ancient knife techniques are naturally displayed in the hands of the old man.

There are "Heart's Eyes Drinking" of the Shinto Wunian style, "Lion's Presentation" of the Gushixian style, "Reverse Curling Blade Style" of the Jingxinzhizhi style, and "Wu Dao Take" of the Yagyu Xinyin style.

There are too many schools of sword techniques at his fingertips, and Yuan Zhisheng is already dazzled by them.

Originally, he was still immersed in the ferocious and domineering will to cut the "lion show" of the Koshigen style, but in a blink of an eye, the old man's sword technique became the "Wudaochoi" of the Yagyu Xinyin style, as if Naha Jue's long knife disappeared, and when it reappeared, the ghosts and gods were all shocked, because when the ghosts and gods found the blade, it had already been pierced through the chest.

Yuan Zhisheng even saw the 'Four Fans and Eight Phases' in the heart-shaped knife flow and the 'Raksha ghost bones' in the Eight Phases.

That was a slash that Yuan Zhisheng must kill, once the slash is executed, it will inevitably bring about a bloody scene like death.

But now that this slash broke out in the hands of the old man, even though it didn't target anyone, it just slashed on the dead waiters at both ends, but Yuan Zhisheng who was beside him also became short of breath from the oppression.

It is conceivable that once this trick is used to attack him, it will be a tragic blow.

As far as the sword technique is concerned, Yuan Zhisheng is really not sure that he can beat the opponent in this style, and there is a high probability that he will be defeated by him.

He was in total shock.

You know, because of his strong interest and talent in swordsmanship, Sheqi Bajia even invited famous swordsmanship from all over Japan to be his teacher, so Yuan Zhisheng is proficient in almost all the essence of Japanese swordsmanship, But it was this proficiency that allowed him to see how terrifying the old man's sword skills were.

That is already a concept that is completely beyond the realm of a master, and has reached a height that is almost unattainable.

Use a knife to master the gods!

But how could such a person be an unknown old ramen man?

No, he is more than just unknown, he is simply down and out and pitiful.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the ramen master Bai Mafu on the opponent, and couldn't help thinking.

However, Uesugi Koshi seemed to be completely immersed in this kind of freehand brushwork, he let out a long laugh, and his laughter even overwhelmed the whistling wind and rain.

The more Uesugi thought about his rotten life, the family forcibly instilled a lot of Japanese knowledge in him, including sword skills, in order to transform him into a thoroughly Japanese.

In fact, he is very talented, especially in knife skills, but he has never shown it.

Now is the first time he has used it as he pleases, almost without thinking, those ancient saber techniques came to mind, the so-called ultimate meaning of Japanese sword is to use the sword to penetrate the gods.

He doesn't know when he reached this step, because in the past few decades, he has never swung a knife. If it wasn't for saving the lovers who fell in love today, he would even continue to dust himself off until he left. into his grave.

"Fifty years of life, the past seems like a dream. In the world, is there anyone who can live forever..."

The old man sang a waka.

Yuan Zhisheng heard it.

It was a poem sung by Nobunaga Kuma Oda, the hero of the Warring States Period, before the decisive battle in Ozazama. It should have been the death poem of the opponent.

Are you unwilling?Still relieved?

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't hear the emotion that this waka wanted to convey, which made people contradictory and made people think deeply for no reason.

Only then did he realize that the two Tang knives that were about to break in the opponent's hand hadn't broken yet, and there seemed to be a thin layer of light attached to them.

After the old man finished singing, the two Tang knives in his hands completely shattered, turning into a cutting storm and killing the two dead waiters in front of him into a rain of blood.

"Boy, have you learned it yet?"

The old man was smoking a cigarette, looking up at the falling rain in the sky.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help being moved.

For the first time in his life, he thought it was so cool that a master ramen chef could be so cool.

　In the next chapter, Concubine Ming laughed, because an old friend came, and he had to treat him well no matter what he said, please ask for a ticket! ! !

　　
　
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