Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Four - Green Bamboo Demon

Hong Liang looked ugly, watching the changes in the fantasy.

"How is that possible? That kid is only entering the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm for the first time, not to mention him, even for hundreds of years, no one from the Yunfu has entered. How can he find..."

Hong Xiao shook his head and interrupted him, "That's Yunfu."

"Isn't there not enough of the miracles that Yunfu has achieved in the archives?"

Hong Xiao did not express his speculation.

For hundreds of years, everyone who heard the call and summons was looking for the strongest person in the fantasy world that year, and only then would they get their summons. In addition, it will test the person's limit number of layers before issuing the summon.

Like Jin Qianji, the ninth floor was his limit. If he hadn't possessed the giant spirit spider that suddenly appeared, he would never have been able to carry it with the three puppets alone. And Hong Zhengchen is the same, the eighth floor is his limit, and finally he can rush into the vortex channel by relying on the ancient tattoo [Moving Light Jade].

Perhaps they felt that the two of them were equal in strength, so they had this scene in front of them.

Decide the winner and choose the strongest one.

Of course, these are just Hong Xiao's personal speculation. But the more he thought about Hong Xiao, the more reasonable his speculation became.

……

Hong Zhengchen sneered: "It's good luck to be able to get in here. Go away by yourself, maybe you can leave without injury."

"Haha." Jin Qianji laughed twice, but said nothing.

Replying to the finger-sized Xiaotian, he fell back to Jin Qianji's nose again. It was only a first-order level and could not fight for a long time. At this moment, after a round of battle, he was extremely exhausted, and crawled back to Jin Qianji's hair room to rest.

Hong Zhengchen stared at Jin Qianji with a serious expression, "This time is different."

"I don't care about Yunfu's acceptance of disciples. It was originally a game, and even if you fail, you don't mind it."

The whole body of the finger is made of jade, with the color of emerald. At first glance, it does not look like a weapon at all, but more like a finely crafted work of art. But all those who knew this weapon would not think so.

【Green Bamboo Demon】.

The third-order pattern soldier Qingzhusha is a well-known pattern soldier of Huihongli. Huihong City has its own system, and Hongfu is even more so. Each generation of Hongfu has its own tattooed soldiers. When the user no longer needs it or returns to the ruins, the tattooed soldiers will return to the Hongfu and wait for the next user.

Qingzhusha is no exception. The last user was the father of Hong Liang and Hong Xiao, and also the grandfather of Hong Zhengchen. It's just that his grandfather returned to the Hong Mansion once again after returning to the ruins, and now it is in the hands of Hong Zhengchen.

The name of its Green Bamboo Demon comes from the three patterns of Wenbing—【Blue Meaning】, 【Bamboo Sound】, 【Shaxing】.

[Qingyi] can increase the speed of the user's texture power, and its attributes complement the exercises practiced by the Hong family for generations;

[Bamboo Sound], there is a faint bamboo sound between attacks, causing a mental impact on the enemy and hurting the enemy invisibly;

[Shaxing], each attack comes with a qigong wave of grain power, and it does not need to consume the user's grain power.

Three textures, each of which is no longer the level of the base texture.

To put it simply, this is a top-tier third-tier weapon, comparable to a fourth-tier weapon!

Hong Zhengchen still put it on seriously, then clenched his fists. The pattern force penetrated the pattern force of the second palace, poured into the green bamboo, and a green brilliance lighted up before continuing: "But this time is different. The Nine Heavens Illusion is the secret realm of my Huihong. And the treasures and inheritances hidden inside, I won't let it. Neither will I die."

He looked at Jin Qianji, his eyes were cold and not murderous. Yes, just seriously: "If you dare to rob, I will kill you."

……

Jin Qianji looked at him and did not answer.

Yes, only the same word as before: "Haha."

He was still so peaceful, looking like a good-natured man. But when such a person can still smile calmly in the face of the threat of Hui Hong's heaven, the second son of the Hong family, it proves that he is not ordinary.

Intimidation?

This really means nothing to Jin Qianji, who was reincarnated as a human.

Huhuhu... The three puppets reappeared beside Jin Qianji, and countless translucent filaments were only connected to the three puppets in an instant. Jin Qianji was indifferent and stood with his hands behind his back.

Hong Zhengchen's expression became more and more solemn.

Although it is contemptuous in the mouth, in fact, it is impossible to be too serious or cautious about the practitioners of Yunfu. Because of this, every member of Yunfu in the archives is an invincible existence. Especially seeing the dense lines on Jin Qian's fuselage, there are already more than 30. Could it be that this person in front of him has already broken through the ten-pattern realm! ?

The power of the tattoo artist of the ten-pattern realm is already equal to the attack of the tattoo artist of the three-level realm!

But Hong Zhengchen didn't get timid about it.

On the contrary, as he said. This is the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm, which is an illusion in Huihong's [Nine Heavens Silver Spring], and he has no chance of giving in. Before the Hundred Patterns Realm, the tattoo masters were slightly inferior to the tattoo artists in actual combat, which is a recognized fact. Only when they reached the Hundred Patterns Realm and the Four Palace Realm, did the two sides come to the same fair starting point again.

Not to mention, this is Huihong, who has always despised tattoo artist Huihong. Even if Jin Qianji really broke through the Ten Patterns Realm, he would not be afraid of fighting because of it.

"Please enlighten me."

Jin Qianji continued to smile: "Please."

It's just that the hands that were carried behind him clenched the [Heavenly Phantasm] Divine Mirror early.

The increase that this treasure brought to Jin Qianji is exaggerated. Even if [Heavenly Phantasm] and Xiaotian were not used, Jin Qianji would probably not be able to break through the eighth order in the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm. That was an exaggerated increase that directly doubled the number of lines it manipulated.

……

clap clap...

It seems like the waves beat.

This made Jin Qianji have a sense of seeing back to the same day and Lan Zha's [Bai Chuan] strange body, but the sound of the waves was a little different. Because this is the Hong family's cultivation technique—【Waves Magical Technique】, the fourth-order level.

"Let me come to see the majesty of Mr. Yunfu Liu." Hong Zhengchen was calm and put on his emerald finger, tiger and green bamboo, and slammed his right fist.

Boom!

This punch surpassed any punch Hong Zhengchen had ever punched.

He was polite in his mouth, but in fact he did everything he could as soon as he made a move.

The pattern [Waves and Waves] passed down from generation to generation in the Hong family is taken from the meaning of one wave after another, one wave high and one wave high. The pattern that perfectly matches the technique, even a palm that doesn't use the pattern technique is not so pleasant. And with the addition of the third-order top-quality pattern Qingzhusha, this punch made a fainter sound of green bamboo.

In the end, the one who unleashed this punch was the tattoo technique that he had been enlightened for three years in Jiutian Yinquan—【Silver Curtain】.

A fist pierced through the sky like a nine-day silver curtain.

His punch was like a person punching out a nine-day silver spring, a silver fist with a width of 20 meters, coming from all directions like an overwhelming force.

hide?

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.

Only possible hard block.

And stop?

This was a punch from Hong Zhengchen's peak, but it wasn't that easy to block.

Almost at the moment when Hong Zhengchen punched, Jin Qianji had already decided that no puppet could block this punch, at least the two puppets, Red Bird and Wasp, who pursued speed and dexterity at the expense of defense, could not stop it. Therefore, the two shadows scattered in an instant, turning into a punch from Jin Qianji and Qinglang facing the silver curtain.