Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 406 Dream Battle

".,aunt?"

Mingzhi Qingxiu, who had changed into a middle-aged woman to serve as the body, pursed her lips and said, "The existing Taoist order of your Gezaoshan generation uses the four words 'Lingbao Luofu' to rank by seniority. Entering in the first year of Jiaqi Everyone in Gezao Mountain is classified as the Luo generation. According to this calculation, you are indeed considered my junior. But..."

Akechi Haruxiu changed the topic, anger appeared in his eyes: "I don't like these two words very much."

"Okay, if you don't like it, just don't scream."

Luo Cheng raised his hands and pretended to be innocent, "Master Mingzhi, can you tell me now that there are so many ways to kill you, why didn't you hide and instead contacted me alone?"

"Because I want to negotiate a deal with you Ge Zaoshan."

As soon as Akechi Haruxiu finished speaking, a sharp cold light had already stared into his eyes.

Astonishingly, it was the slender flying sword that Luo Cheng used as a stool to rest under his butt just a second ago!

Wear the stars!

It was only then that the ear-piercing howl of the wind suddenly sounded, and the star pierced into Akechi Qingxiu's eyes, but it was like entering a curtain of water, ripples appeared, and the sword flew out from behind the woman's head.

"Not dead? Then it seems that I have been pulled into the dream by you. The wise master is really good at it!"

Luo Cheng had a smile on his face, ignoring the gloomy Mingzhi Qingxiu in front of him. He kicked his toes and his body that was sitting in the air suddenly flew backwards.

At the same time, a miniature charm flashing with black light flew out of his sleeve and hovered between Luo Cheng's eyebrows.

Gezao Talisman Record, Lingzhuan Mengjue!

Whoever wakes up from the big dream first will know it all my life!

click

A burst of cracking sound echoed in Luo Cheng's ears, and the vision in front of him was like a glass, cracking rapidly from the center, and then suddenly bursting.

The vision suddenly dimmed and suddenly brightened, and a world that was no different from before appeared in Luo Cheng's eyes.

The only difference is that the figure sitting in the second armchair has changed from an ordinary middle-aged woman to a tall and fierce man.

"Huang Shilie?! Is this the real world, or is it another layer of dreamland?!"

Luo Cheng frowned subconsciously, raised his hand to make a hand gesture, and pointed at Yi Kong's flying sword in the distance.

After receiving the order, the flying sword spurted out an inch-long purple tail flame and stabbed towards Huang Shilie's head.

Suddenly, the man's closed eyelids suddenly opened, veins popped out on his thick neck covered with tattoos of ghosts and gods, and a ferocious smile appeared on his rough face.

Zheng!

Huang Shilie, who was sitting in the chair, raised his fist and punched the tip of Chuanxing's sword with the edge of his fist against the edge of his sword!

A heart-wrenching sound of steel twisting echoed in this dilapidated room. The Star Piercer seemed to hit an indestructible steel wall. The sword bent and deformed, and fell to the ground with a clang, shaking continuously.

"Well."

Luo Cheng let out a dull groan of pain that he tried to suppress. The bone-gnawing pain filled his mind, and the bun on his head exploded directly from the stirred mental power.

"Wu Si?!"

Luo Cheng was restless, and until now he still couldn't tell whether he was in a dream created by Akechi Haruhide or a real reality.

But no matter which one it is, the person in front of him is not something he can compete with.

Huang Shilie held the armrests of the seat with both hands, and his right hand could be seen with bones and blood dripping from it.

The next second, his figure disappeared on the spot and appeared in front of Luo Cheng as if teleporting.

Click!

The seat in the distance was torn apart by the huge force. The sound of tearing had just begun, and a suffocating wind of fists was already pressing in front of Luo Cheng.

Zheng!

A cold light like a steel chain flashed across, and the clothes on Huang Shilie's right hand suddenly exploded into fragments all over the sky. Countless fine blood cuts were cut on the skin of his arm, and bright red blood spilled all over the ground.

His fist suddenly stopped an inch in front of Luo Cheng, trembling constantly but unable to make any progress.

Click.

Dense black fine lines appeared on Huang Shilie's white fist bones. Upon closer inspection, there were actually countless metal threads as thin as hair, which had wrapped around Huang Shilie's body at some point, binding his body in place.

Golden Seal · Spider Web!

The fist did not touch his face, but the bridge of Luo Cheng's nose was tilted and collapsed for some unknown reason. His head seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and his whole body fell backwards and rolled.

"Your Taoist order is interesting." Luo Cheng, who was kneeling on one knee, had a look of horror on his face. He saw Huang Shilie with a sinister smile on his face. He slowly lowered his fisted right hand, straightened his back and straddled his legs.

"But it would be too naive for a talisman of this level to stop me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shilie's body swelled as if it were inflated, and his muscles bulged high. He was extremely strong and faced the shrinking metal spider web head-on.

Clothes were torn to pieces and blood splattered.

Jump, jump, jump

A series of sounds like the full moon pulling and releasing the empty strings of a bow kept exploding, making the corners of Luo Cheng's eyes twitch.

Seeing that the cobweb was about to be broken by his opponent, Luo Cheng could no longer sit back and watch. He raised his hand to grab the broken flying sword that was twisting on the ground.

Click.

The Taoist stretched out two fingers to clamp the body of the flying sword, and with a slight twist using a special technique, he disassembled the twisted sword body and threw it away. Then he took out a talisman and pressed it on the bare sword, put his two fingers together, raised his wrist and flicked it, and a sharp edge was spit out from the talisman.

In just a short moment, Feijian Chuanxing, which was crippled by Huang Shilie's punch, returned to its original state and soared into the sky again.

Luo Cheng's expression was livid, whistling continued from the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and miniature talismans flew out one after another.

Lei Zhuan·Jingzhe!

Wind Seal·Tiger Roar!

Golden Seal · Fish Text!

These talismans did not go straight to Huang Shilie, but were attached to the body of the Star-Piercing Sword.

The golden threads wrapped around the blade like spiritual beings, coating the sword with a layer of sharp cold light.

Thunder exploded and the wind roared.

The moment when Huang Shilie broke free from his restraints, the 'fully armed' flying sword struck him in front of him.

Pfft!

An extremely thick arm flew high into the air, and the blood was burnt into a smelly mist by the thunder before it even came out.

Seeing this, Luo Cheng's tense face finally relaxed a little, but before he could take a breath, Huang Shilie, who had lost an arm, rushed straight towards him like a tiger coming out of the gate.

Luo Cheng's eyes widened, and the sword finger of his right hand suddenly hooked back. The flying sword pierced through the stars and danced in a rapid arc in the air, turning around and slashing towards Huang Shilie's head.

Huang Shilie, who was running wildly, jumped up without warning and spun in the air. In the end, the star-piercing sword just barely passed by his neck.

"die!"

Huang Shilie kicked Luo Cheng's heart in the air. It could be seen from the roaring sound that if this kick was successful, Luo Cheng would definitely die on the spot due to the strength of his mechanical body.

At the critical moment, a strange sound like the flapping of an eagle's wings suddenly sounded.

Feng Zhuan, Feng Zhuan, Feng Zhuan, or Feng Zhuan

Densely dense green miniature talismans were plastered all over Luo Cheng's body, and the sudden air current caused Huang Shilie to squint his eyes.

Luo Cheng, who was soaring in speed, had no intention of flinching. He leaned over and shook the whip leg of Kaihuang Shilie, stepped closer, held his empty right hand, and stabbed Huang Shilie hard in the waist.

From the corner of his eye, Huang Shilie caught a glimpse of the opponent's weird movements. His expression was extremely contemptuous. He didn't take any precautions. He just twisted his body and swept the opponent's shoulder with the back of his fist.

"Through the stars!"

Luo Cheng shouted fiercely, and a flash of purple flame suddenly appeared in his empty right hand.

The flying sword actually turned around through the star pocket and took the initiative to send it into Luo Cheng's palm.

With the sharp blade in his hand, the wind seals all over his body also exploded with all their power at this moment. Substantial turbulence surrounded Luo Cheng's whole body, and an overwhelming mechanical thumping sound came from the bones of his body.

Luo Cheng clenched his teeth, and the blade of the sword, which was less than two feet long, stabbed into Huang Shilie's abdomen fiercely like an arrow from the string, until it had no handle!

Pfft!

(End of this chapter)