Back Off, Let Me Come

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Luo San said "Okay" three times in a row, his anger was extremely strong.

Then he laughed wildly, and the round blade turned, and the different-colored full moon was like the heart of a living creature contracting and beating, and it was like a beast opening its bloody mouth, greedily grabbing all the life within the range. His laughter stopped abruptly, and he said in a low voice: "In this case, let me learn a lesson. Is your "kill as many as you can" consistent with your words, or is it just nonsense! Let's fight!"

Seeing that Luo San's hatred was taken away by Shen Tang alone, Wei Cheng took action to intercept his killing move: "Your opponent is me!"

Luo San's eyes were already dyed scarlet.

He shouted at Wei Cheng, the roadblock: "Get out!"

Wei Cheng did not indulge the other party, and stabbed him with thunder.

Whether it is a scholar with a literary mind or a warrior with a brave heart, they generally follow the same rule - the deeper the cultivation, the worse the spirit, and the older the age, the worse the temper - it just so happened that Wei Cheng had both. One step ahead of others, but not a living person.

In terms of age and seniority, Wei Cheng can be Luo San's great-grandfather.

It has always been Wei Cheng who told others to get out, and now he is being told to get out by a junior. Can Wei Cheng tolerate this temper? He uttered a disdainful sneer, and the weight of the weapon in his hand increased by more than a thousand pounds. But this weight couldn't even make Luo San retreat a step. Wei Cheng increased his strength to ten thousand pounds in the next attack, and said: "You little brat, kneel down for your grandfather!"

Countless bone blades shuttled and ejected, interweaving into a net of heaven and earth.

They have only one target!

Luo San made a mistake, and his burly figure showed an extremely inconsistent agility and softness. He could always avoid the killing move before it approached, and shuttled through every inch of life accurately. At the same time, he could easily block Wei Cheng's attack every time. Until the two weapons were picked up by each other, Luo San's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the palm wind cut towards Wei Cheng's neck like a blade. The invisible wind blade and metal exploded with sparks.

He attacked Wei Cheng at close range, trying to break his neck.

Wei Cheng's body was least afraid of close combat, but Luo San's mortal body could not withstand the punishment of breaking tendons and dislocating bones. Luo San was now a real 20th-level Chehou. Although Wei Cheng had not recovered to his peak, his inhuman form was not afraid of ordinary injuries, let alone fatigue and pain. The two fought purely with strength and skills, and each attack could burst out invisible air waves, and sonic booms hit the eardrums. After a fierce battle, the surrounding area of ​​20 to 30 feet became a no-man's land.

Ordinary elite warriors would suffer internal injuries if they got closer; ordinary soldiers who had no martial spirit to protect their bodies and no high morale to form a shield around them would be torn apart if they got closer, and the organs and meridians under the human skin were pierced by the sonic boom and mixed into meat paste.

The sparks produced by the collision of martial spirits flickered rapidly.

The Yin soldiers and generals who came one after another to intercept Luo San were smashed by Luo San's punch as soon as they approached him, leaving only powder on the spot.

Shen Tang said, "Tsk, the old ones are the best."

Wei Cheng just watched for a while and found Luo San's flaw, and found a countermeasure - the strange full moon controlled by Luo San can absorb other people's attacks, and then return them to the enemy intact.

The ability is "absorption"!

Shen Tang also guessed so at first, but Wei Cheng didn't think so.

Luo San would consume the attack if he wanted to absorb it.

The principle is similar to doing business - Luo San buys goods at a low cost, and then sells them at the market price to earn the difference. The purchase cost is the martial energy he will consume. If it can be absorbed at zero cost, then this ability is too amazing.

It is also simple to crack this, just make Luo San unable to afford it. In layman's terms, it is to attack him that he cannot absorb. Forcibly absorbing it will go bankrupt, and the opponent will be blown up! However, except Luo San, no one knows what his acquisition limit is.

Wei Cheng looked at it for a while and rejected this guess.

Because Luo San's martial energy consumption is abnormally small.

So, he had a second guess in his mind.

To attack the enemy intactly may not be "absorbing", but it may be to use the different-colored full moon as a cover to distort the spatial path - inside the full moon, there is another rugged and strange world, and the path inside is not straight.

Luo San used the full moon to distort the original route of the attack.

It's just invisible to the naked eye.

It's much easier to deal with this situation.

Don't play with the opponent, just find another track.

This broken thing can absorb the martial spirit of words, and can it also absorb fists and feet? Obviously not! Wei Cheng is in a non-human form, not afraid of fatigue, pain, life and death, but Luo San is a living person with limited physical strength and martial spirit. Even a 20th-level Chehou would be exhausted in theory.

Wei Cheng is now dragging Luo San.

It doesn't matter if you can't take him down for a while, it's not difficult to drag Luo San's spare time. Luo San can fight him for hundreds of moves without any damage, and what about the elite who followed him in the night attack? It's the same old saying, Wei Cheng doesn't want to risk his life for Shen Tang. If you can delay, then delay. If you can't delay, then consider other things. After a few breaths of effort, there were dozens of moves back and forth. Luo San also realized Wei Cheng's true intention.

His face was livid: "You are a beautiful woman, why are you a thief?"

Wei Cheng sneered: "Thief? When I was an official, maybe your milk was still in her mother's belly. What is a thief, what is an official, what is black, what is white... You little boy, these are all up to me! Either die or surrender!"

"Don't even think about it-"

In fact, Luo San didn't have to defend Shanyong County.

From his previous life trajectory, it can be seen that this person doesn't care about loyalty between the monarch and his subjects. He refused to surrender just because he hadn't been defeated yet-Wu Dan warriors always respect the strong, and the loser obeys the winner. If you want to make someone like Luo San surrender, you have to break his bones thoroughly!

The weapon in Wei Cheng's hand surged into a mace covered with spikes. As it fell, a shadow of a mountain peak flashed away, like a five-finger mountain pressing down on a monkey. The muscles and bones under Luo Sanwu's armor made a hoarse sound, like a spring being suppressed to its limit.

Once it rebounds, it will be earth-shattering.

The shadow of the mountain exploded, and dazzling light penetrated the north and south of the battlefield.

It was Luo San who struck with all his strength, forcing Luo San to knock down the Jingguan Formation, which was made up of dozens of heads, until a large crater several feet deep was created. There was not even dust left on the vegetation in the pit, and some of the stones were burned until they turned red. The life fire in Wei Cheng's eye sockets dimmed by three points, and several cracks visible to the naked eye appeared on the skull's face under the visor. In the next breath, his fist fell head-on.

"Did you die?"

Luo Sanyi smashed his mask with his fist.

The second punch went straight towards one of the clusters of life fires.

"I will give it to you again!"

When the fist was only a fraction away from the life fire, it stopped abruptly, and it was difficult to make any further progress. Luo San didn't even think about turning back to defend himself, he bent his elbow to block the side of his face, and the wind swept from Shen Tang's leg. No less powerful than Wei Cheng, he hit the bones of his hand with all his strength and knocked him away.

"Damn bald man!"

Luo San rolled on the ground three or four times before he stabilized. The boots left deep marks on the ground, the friction was so fast that they even smoked.

He saw clearly the appearance of the rescuer and took a sip of blood.

Shen Tang could hardly control the veins on his forehead.

"Who is your uncle calling a bald man?" It's time for me to come over and take a look at that real long black hair. A handful of it may be all the hair of countless social animals. If she could capture Luo San, an old man like him, she would definitely have him rinsed with scalding hot water, removing every hair on his body, inside and out! See if he still has the nerve to say that he is bald!

Wei Cheng stood up and touched his face and jaw.

As the Yin Qi surged, the cracks were quickly repaired.

He said: "I have nothing to do, please go aside!"

Can a normal fist blow away the life fire?

Shen Tang said: "...It's really hard to talk even though you're dead."

He has a sharp mouth all over his body.

While the two were talking, thunderclouds gathered above their heads.

Countless black and purple electric arcs jumped among the thick thunderclouds.

As we all know, thunder and lightning contain the righteous energy of heaven and earth and are the nemesis of evil spirits. Although Wei Cheng is not an evil being, his own attributes make him extremely dislike Lei. Especially since these thunder and lightning also contain some kind of polar aura, he hates it even more...

"He brought in reinforcements?"

Does Luo San still have such a trump card?

Seeing that Luo San's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water, Wei Cheng gave up this guess - even Luo San didn't know what was happening on the top of his head.

Could it be that a third party intervened? Come to pick peaches?

Shen Tang said: "It's [the world is in good luck]!"

He Shu's way of being a scribe, [the world will be blessed]!

As Shen Tang finished speaking, the thunder cloud arc seemed to have eyes. Countless black and purple pierced through the sky and the earth, and landed accurately on hundreds of soldiers within the range. Gu De and others were unable to stop him, and their eyes almost burst. Haven't these thunder and lightning scorched everyone?

The expected scene did not happen.

Not only did the person who was struck by lightning not twitch and fall down, but his face flushed, his body swelled, and his already swollen muscles became a little stronger, each one as hard as iron. Their eyes were red, and the hot air caused mist to overflow from their seven orifices. The original thunder and lightning infused their bodies with the appearance of magical armor. The soldiers of Suginaga County did not dare to miss the opportunity and slashed at the vital points with one strike!

bite--

This was followed by the sizzling sound of electric current jumping. The sharp blade that could cut off a human head was bitten tightly by the electric arc and could not move forward even an inch.

"roar--"

Inhuman roars overflowed from these people.

Before the enemy could react, the other party had already rushed over. The feeling was no less than being hit head-on by a huge boulder. For a moment, the lungs and organs were displaced, the energy and blood in the meridians flowed backwards, and the brain was filled with snowflakes.

Before he could recover, the opponent jumped up and stepped on his waist.

Mount Tai pressed down on him, and he was either dead or seriously injured.

It doesn't matter if you are seriously injured, the opponent will make up for it with a single blow and behead him.

These alienated people are not only invulnerable, but also extremely powerful. They seem to have no consciousness and do not know how to form a formation to fight. They only have enemies in their eyes. Once they locate the target, they will attack them, even tearing them apart with their bare hands.

Blood rained all over the sky, and organs were everywhere.

Even veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles can't help but blush.

Are these people friends or enemies now? Will he kill them all with red eyes and tear them alive? The already chaotic battlefield became even more chaotic because of these alienated people. Everyone turned into a bloody man, and they could only rely on their clothing to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

Just when Xia Houyu raised his hand to make a hand gesture to force these people to calm down and regain control of the situation, a figure fell from the sky, his clothes were flying but his hair was not messed up - even the strong wind of level 18 could not blow the man's hair crown. Xia Houyu recognized him at a glance.

He said: "I'm late."

He Shu quickly glanced at the battlefield: "Where is the Lord?"

Xiahou Yu said: "I'm entangled with that Chehou in the north."

He Shu had previously sent Shen Tang a few boxes of Dubishu collected by the Jimoqiu brothers, and since then he had frequently traveled between the two places on business. Half a year was spent in the state of Kang, and half a year was spent here in the form of Zixu. He Shu was also one of the most familiar ministers of Kang State to Xia Houyu.

It's just that no matter how familiar they are, they won't easily exchange each other's trump cards.

Xia Houyu didn't know that the thunder cloud in the sky was He Shu's masterpiece.

He Shu sensed it for a moment and said, "It's not a big problem."

As long as the Lord is not killed, it is not a big problem.

"I'll finish it here."

As he said this, he had a thought in his mind.

Those alienated people seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, and they changed from the original disorderly free fighting to an orderly attack. Xia Houyu's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked up at the sky.

He roughly understood what was going on.

The next breath, huge movement penetrated from the northern battlefield to the south, and a towering "city wall" with smoke and dust could be seen all the way away. There was only a ravine several feet wide and half a foot deep on the path. It was Wei Cheng who stepped on Luo San and dragged him out.

"Haha, do you accept it, Shuzi?"

Dare you touch his life?

If you really want to piss him off, be careful if he digs out all the tombs of Luo San's ancestors and shows Luo San a show of rice with the ashes of his ancestors!

Luo San struggled to turn his face covered in blood.

His cheeks bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

An extreme position to turn over and break free.

He yelled: "Come on!"

His mouth was filled with blood, and he had obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

"Oh, I'm still not convinced!"

Wei Cheng sneered with his white teeth shaking.

The words were chanted in the mouth, and as the words ended, a chilling wind hung on the battlefield. The dark wind blows over every corpse, blowing on the face of the living is like a bone scraper, but falling on the soul is like a nourishing spring breeze. The sound of horse hooves came from nowhere.

In the dark wind, the flags fluttered.

One side, two sides, three sides... In the blink of an eye, they gathered into a black and red ocean, and countless translucent shadows floated out from the dark wind.

"Live, live—"

A distinct chattering sound of teeth can be heard.

Whether it was a whole corpse or a mutilated corpse, it stood up unsteadily like a puppet. The headless corpse was looking for its head, its upper body was looking for its lower body, and its lower body was looking for its liver and intestines hanging all over the floor. As they stood firm, the demon-style translucent armor slowly gathered on their bodies, forming an outline in the blink of an eye. The standing posture changed from swaying to straight and straight, all of which happened in an instant.

They made a grasping gesture, spear in hand.

Wei Cheng smiled ferociously and said: "Luo San belongs to——"

He pointed his long finger at Luo San and spat out vicious orders.

"kill!"

Luo San was so angry that he was trembling all over.

With a sweep of his round blade, he cut several Yin soldiers into two pieces. His eyes were scarlet and he said, "If you have the ability, come and do it!"

The Yin soldiers with only their upper bodies swarmed forward with a strange bounce.

Wei Cheng holds a black and white flag.

The life fire turned white: "Until death, there will be no rest! Until there is death, there will be no rest!"

Seeing the scene in the pit that looked like a zombie siege, Shen Tang felt a little numb. Back then, Wei Cheng was still commanding an army of bones, and the visual impact was far less brutal than the scene before him. The flesh and blood of the corpse turned into pulp under Luo San's constant strangulation, filling the ground under his feet little by little, up to his ankles.

"The great merits of the high priest Jimo Cong are immeasurable." The city of Weicheng was beheaded and beheaded by her, which was a shame for twenty-level Chehous.

These Yin soldiers cannot cause much damage to Luo San's body.

But, it can kill the heart.

And if Luo San's character had no flaws, he would not have failed to kill Shan Nian and would have lost hope of being promoted to the 20th level of Chehou. Sure enough, the gap in Luo San's mind revealed a fatal flaw. The weapon in his hand was bitten by a Yin soldier, while others restrained his wrists.

Countless voices lingered in my ears.

Far or near, high or low.

In a daze, he also saw the shadow of Shan Nian overlap with a certain Yin soldier, piercing the arm that had lost the protection of the armor with a knife. When he cut off the weapons with his bare hands and shattered the surrounding Yin soldiers, Wei Cheng, the leader of the Yin soldiers, floated in front of him like a ghost and slapped the wound.

There was a click and the sound of bone cracking.

Luo San rolled several times in the bloody mud.

He regained consciousness for a moment: "Do you have martial virtue?"

Wei Cheng, who succeeded in the sneak attack, took off his head, flicked off the human skin and blood clots hanging on it with his fingers, wiped it clean and put it back, saying quietly: "Martial virtue? I am virtue! Virtue is what I have the final say! My little son, no matter what. Ask again, are you convinced?”

(￣ェ￣;)

I woke up early in the morning and was told by a friend that a game I played years ago had a thunderstorm. We were both involved in the game at the time, and she has been playing it until recently. Looking at the crazy mental state in her circle of friends, I didn’t know if I should comfort her.

Thinking about it still doesn't comfort me.

Hey, we are really like sisters.

She falls in love with every star she has a crush on, pays taxes or sleeps with them, and gets violent when she plays a game. As for me, which game has more krypton gold, the faster the thunderstorm. The only one that has not been defeated in these years is Ji San (Jintai Temple is very powerful.)