Urban Demon Slayer

At this moment, a very powerful sound suddenly sounded, and then the lid of the trash can seemed to be knocked open by something, and then a "whoosh" of wind passed by, and the messy garbage flew out of the trash can like a goddess. Scattered flowers are generally sprinkled along the surrounding area.

"Grass, what is it..." Wang Qianchen instinctively blocked it with his hand.

Then, a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" soared into the sky, flying at least two or three meters high with the help of this inexplicable strange wind, and then drifted swaying towards the other side of the alley.

"Mom, you want to run away. Have you asked me if you've ever asked me?"

A scolding sound was heard immediately, and bricks flew out from Wang Qianchen's lower back and shot straight towards the "Dream of Red Mansions".

There was a loud "bang" and "Dream of Red Mansions" was directly shot to the ground.

"Monster, where are you going?" Banzhuan grinned ferociously, and smashed towards "Dream of Red Mansions" again.

"Speak as if you are not a monster!" Mr. Honglou roared as well, and then his body flew up with a "whoosh" and hit the bricks head-on.

"Hahaha

, collided with me, is your forehead strong enough? "In terms of hardness, Brick really doesn't scare anyone. It can be compared with weapons made of the same material as the Demon-Slaying Knife!

Ban Bian bumped into it confidently, as if he had seen Mr. Honglou kneel down and beg for mercy.

"It's time for the sky to be blue and cloudy, and the strength to rush forward bravely!"

At this moment, Mr. Honglou groaned again, and then the whole book expanded rapidly, and soon it grew to the size of a trash can.

"Damn it, what kind of sorcery is this?!" Ban Zhuan was stunned. Even though he was not that big, the "Dream of Red Mansions" in his eyes almost covered the sky.

"I'm not competing with you for hardness, I'm competing with you for size and strength!" Mr. Honglou sneered, turned over in the air, slapped the bricks on the ground, and then pressed them up again.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh..." Ban Brick struggled hard, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all under the "Dream of Red Mansions" that was as big as a trash can.

"You're dead!" Mr. Honglou gritted his teeth.

"If you have the guts, let me come out!" Bizhuan shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Tap, tap, tap -" footsteps

When the sound sounded, it was Wang Qianchen who ran over, grabbed a corner of "Dream of Red Mansions" with both hands, and then turned it up with a "Hey" sound.

"Bang, dang, dang -" "Dream of Red Mansions", which was as big as a trash can, was knocked over several times and fell to the side.

"Quick, take me and do it!" Ban Bian escaped from the cage, jumped up, and instantly flew into Wang Qianchen's hands.

Wang Qianchen held the brick in his hand and quickly ran towards "Dream of Red Mansions", stepped on the corner of the big book, then swung the brick and threw it down hard.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Ahhh!"

Wang Qianchen waved several times, and Mr. Red Mansion screamed several times, and then blood seeped out from the cover of "A Dream of Red Mansions".

During this period, "Dream of Red Mansions" struggled hard, and his strength was really not small. Fortunately, Wang Qianchen was also very strong. The spiritual power of the "sand realm" in his body surged, and he stepped on this big book.

"I am so powerful that I am so powerful!" At this moment, Mr. Honglou roared again, but his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was at the end of his strength.

Even so, "Red Mansions"

"Dream" still expanded rapidly, and finally became the size of a car. This time Wang Qianchen couldn't hold it down, and saw it fly into the air with a "whoosh", and then pressed down hard on Wang Qianchen.

The howling wind sounded, and "Dream of Red Mansions" really hit Wang Qianchen like a car.

Wang Qianchen had a strong premonition that if he was hit by it, he would definitely die or be disabled!

"I don't want to kill, why are you forcing me!" Mr. Honglou roared, with an indomitable momentum.

Wang Qianchen tiptoed and quickly avoided the "Dream of Red Mansions" which was as big as a car.

With a "bang" sound, "Dream of Red Mansions" hit the ground hard, and a deep hole was made in the concrete pavement!

"Why are you forcing me! Why are you forcing me! I am a scholar and I never use my words but my hands. Why are everyone forcing me!" Mr. Honglou roared hysterically, flew up again and patted Wang Qianchen, "whooshing" wildly. The sound of howling wind also sounded again.

Wang Qianchen got down on all fours and relied on his dexterity to dodge and move around in the alley.

He suddenly dodged to the right to avoid the attacks from "Dream of Red Mansions". In less than a minute of fighting, deep pits were created on the ground and walls.

Wang Qianchen also quickly discovered that although this "Dream of Red Mansions" was large enough and strong enough, it was not very flexible.

In a short period of time, Wang Qianchen quickly formulated a strategy and planned to use his agile speed to defeat the enemy.

"despair--"

At this moment, there was a soft sound, and Wang Qianchen's heel touched the wall, causing him to be unable to jump up in a short time.

Looking back, he saw that it was a wall. The alley was a dead end. Wang Qianchen had retreated to the corner without realizing it.

Normally, it would not be a problem for him to jump over this high wall.

But it was too late now. The howling wind sounded, and a "Dream of Red Mansions" as big as a car rolled over.

The roads ahead, behind, left and right are all blocked, making it impossible to escape.

Just when Wang Qianchen was about to be crushed into a pulp, the brick in his hand shouted loudly: "Hurry up and use the [Mountain Carrying] skill in [Seventy-two Changes]!"

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