I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

Now, she had to make a quick decision, and then take Ashien to another place.

The identities of both of them are not easy to be investigated.

So, Tengman began to use force, as if he wanted to completely twist his body like he did with Taoist Qingming before.

Hua Mian's stamina was slightly warming, it was the Taoist priest who was trying to break down her ice wall.

But the military grade is different, and the Taoist Huashen, who is comparable to a top hacker, can't do anything in a short time.

Of course, while he was attacking Huamian, Ashien had already begun to test the ice wall that attacked the Taoist.

But the Taoist is from the Lin family after all, and the network protection on his body is extremely powerful, so the girl can't do anything about him in a short time.

Engagement in the online world is deadlocked.

So, now the outcome depends only on the real world.

Fortunately, everything is under her control.

Hua Mian narrowed her eyes slightly and clasped her palms. The mechanical prosthetic body on Taoist's body was also under tremendous pressure and made an unpleasant sound.

Looks like it's about to be scrapped.

But at this time, Hua Mian suddenly felt a sign of tension.

Through the data analysis system of the prosthetic eye, she can intuitively see that the energy index on Taoist's body is soaring at this time, as if it will explode in the next second.

Hua Mian has no intention of dying with him, so whether he wants to blow himself up or not, she has to stay away from him.

So Fujiman let go, and then charged up.

boom! !

With a jerk like hitting a golf ball, the Taoist rolled and fell into the snow in the distance.

The snow was knocked into the air, and then blown around by the howling cold wind.

There was silence, the hum of human voices and explosions disappeared, leaving only the sound of cold wind blowing.

Hua Mian shivered quietly, after all, she really didn't wear much.

Staying in the heater all day, I almost forgot that it was so cold outside, but fortunately, this temperature did not affect her performance as a fourth-level psychic.

After all, her psychic ability "Jumang" is almost comparable to a fifth-level psychic power in terms of power.

But the girl was still a little uneasy.

Because she always felt that this Taoist of the Transformation God rank would not be defeated so easily by her.

If that's the case, how confident are they that they can fight against level five psykers?

Moreover, during the battle, Hua Mian discovered another thing.

There was not a trace of life in this Taoist.

Nothing.

You know, although the effect of the life absorption of Taoist Yuanying last time was not obvious, Hua Mian could still detect the faint breath of life on his body.

But this Taoist has nothing on him.

Does this mean that this Taoist is completely a robot?

Hua Mian didn't know the specific information about the Lin family's eternal life plan. After all, these things were secrets among secrets. Asking each other about these things between the nine giants was almost like tearing faces apart.

So she could only send someone to investigate secretly, and the results of the investigation were not ideal.

Thinking like this, there was a creaking sound in the snow not far away.

The Taoist slowly straightened up from the snow, grasped the ground with both feet, and then stood up bit by bit with the feet as the center.

It's very weird.

He grabbed the tattered Taoist robe, tore it off, and threw it into the snow.

So Taoist's pure black mechanical body was exposed to the air.

The surface of the body shone with silver light, which seemed to indicate that he was not in a normal state at the moment.

"Turing is supreme, and Taitian is protecting you."

"Layman, no, Ms. Hua Mian is really good. Your psychic power is almost as good as that of a fifth-level psychic."

He shook his head and said with emotion: "What a young genius."

"But it's a pity," the red light in Yi's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then lit up at an unprecedented level, "You are not level five."

Hua Mian stared at the energy channels on the Taoist's mechanical body, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar power.

After a while, he spoke in silence:

"Psyker?"

"not only that."

The Taoist smiled and made a gesture, which was only described in the past scripture records——

Sword trick.

Then there was a low buzzing sound, and a gap opened automatically like a box in the Taoist's back, and a white stream of light swept out from behind him.

The streamer circled around the Taoist priest.

Like a white bird flying across the sky, it left a conspicuous white trace in the dark night.

Then, it turned from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, and stopped abruptly in front of the Taoist.

Like his most loyal guard.

Then, the Taoist spoke, with a smile in his voice:

"There is also a spiritual flying sword."

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Psychic flying sword.

Hua Mian stared at the flying sword about the length of her forearm floating in the air not far away, and remained silent.

She guessed that the Taoist would have a hole card, but she really didn't guess that the Taoist's hole card was something like this.

Psychic flying sword.

She muttered another sentence silently.

Cloud City's most extravagant and flashy individual psyker weapon.

It is said to be extravagant because the price of the Psionic Flying Sword is very expensive, costing millions of credit points, and it is driven by black crystals, and it may burn tens of thousands of credit points if it is used for a long time.

And to say that it is flashy is because the spiritual power flying sword's increase in combat is not worthy of its value.

When manipulating the flying sword, the user must concentrate on it.

Therefore, there are often situations where distraction during battles leads to death.

So this kind of weapon was ignored by everyone, those who could afford it were not interested in it, and those who were interested in it could not afford it.

In addition, manipulating psychic weapons requires psychic abilities.

So gradually, this thing became a toy for rich psykers.

Hua Mian also keeps one at home, but she has never used it.

As if seeing Hua Mian's doubts, the Taoist adjusted the sounder to a very brisk voice and said:

"Laymen may not know that Pindao is not a human being, but a data life higher than human beings."

The flying sword flew around with his words, cutting off many incoming vines.

The wind howled, making people feel cold all over.

He glanced over there with his prosthetic eyes, and said with a smile:

"We can live freely without being hindered by our lifespan and physical body, and we only need a little energy. And multitasking to control the flying sword is just one more thread of the core processor."

"Why are you telling me this?" Hua Mian asked.

The relationship between them is an enemy, and it stands to reason that explaining these things to the enemy should be taboo.

Is this Taoist processor burned out?

The Taoist shook his head lightly and didn't speak, but the psionic flying sword next to him was still harvesting the vines that kept extending towards him like mowing grass.

Hua Mian was a little surprised when she saw this, but she quickly figured it out after seeing him.

Probably because I feel that I can eat myself.

After testing out his spiritual power level.

There may also be delays.

However, Hua Mian was also delaying time until Ai Xien conquered the ice wall of the Taoist in front of him.

So she is not in a hurry to break this tacit agreement.

Seeing that he probably won't refuse to answer his question at this time, Hua Mian really has a few doubts and wants to ask him:

"You can still use psychic power after being transformed into this look? This body... I'm afraid it doesn't have the original parts anymore."

"Of course," the Taoist gave a Taoist salute affirmatively, "Layman, although your psychic level is higher than mine, and your awakened psychic power is far stronger than mine, but... your understanding of psychic power is not as thorough as mine. "

"please say."

"Spiritual energy doesn't just exist in the physical body. This kind of power comes together with the cataclysm. We haven't studied its form of existence until now."

"However," the Taoist waved the flying sword in front of him, "we can be sure that spiritual energy does not need to be bound by the body at all, but is rooted in nothingness, rooted in the heart."

"What about the limit of the psyker's prosthetic transformation?"

Hua Mian frowned and asked.

It was as if he had become a researcher discussing academic issues with him.

Both of them had their own small calculations in their minds, but both sides did not point it out by coincidence, so the conversation continued like this.

"I don't know that."

Taoists naturally admit defeat.

"I only know that even if I am freed from the shackles of flesh and blood, as long as there is something on my body that can transmit spiritual energy, I can use spiritual energy."

"The patriarch once said: Only the Tao gathers the emptiness. The emptiness is also the heart. It also shows that the road of the heart fits the Tao."

"Now that I have entered the gate of Xinzhai and entered the realm of transforming gods, spiritual energy naturally still exists in my heart."

As he spoke, he took a step back suddenly.

The psychic flying sword hovered in front of him, level with the mechanical arm.

The north wind whistled, and the Taoist stopped talking after he finished speaking, as if he was meditating on something, or waiting for something.

Hua Mian didn't bother, but just silently listened to Ai Xien's progress report.

A little snow fell, adding a bit of silence to the atmosphere.

Until a certain moment, a light came on.

The Taoist raised his head slowly, stared at the girl with his single red eye, and smiled slowly:

"Thank you layman for giving me this time to adjust my spiritual pathway."

"Although Pindao doesn't have a pain sensor for your whip just now, it's still fresh in his memory."

"So," he smiled kindly, bowing politely.

"I can only ask you to die."

In the next moment, the flying sword roared like white electricity across the open space of tens of meters, passing through layers of vines and covering it towards Huamian.

The snow and wind rolled up all over the sky, scraping the girl's cheeks sharply like a knife.

However, although the Tengmans did not stop the traces of Feijian, they still played a role after all.

The flying sword's trajectory was deflected, and the point of the sword that was originally pointing at Hua Mian's eyebrows was also tilted aside.

Hua Mian slightly tilted her head.