I don't know if you've ever read a web novel called "Infinite Terror". At least Zhou Yan has seen it.

After the age of twelve, Zhou Yan was no longer required by his mother to spend all his spare time practicing swords every day. It was also at that time that Zhou Yan came into contact with anime, film and television, and novels.

In that book, people in reality will be summoned to a place called the main god space for some reason, and then undergo the experience of reincarnation in countless worlds like copies. Either become strong and kill, or be weak and killed. can only fight a bloody way out of the struggle for survival.

And in that book, there is a supporting villain with a distinct personality, whose name is Zhao Fukong.

No matter how you look at it now, whether it's personality or ability, the other party even reported the name of "Assassin Family". It can almost be concluded that the man named Zhao Fukong that Zhou Yan is facing now is Zhao Fukong in that book.

But......

This is also the reason why Zhou Yan feels confused at the moment. If this man is really the man in that book. So, are you now an NPC in the "reincarnation world" that is no different from a game copy? Are all your own memories fake?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan almost collapsed. Zhao Weikong looked at Zhou Yan's eyes with interest, and the despair in Zhou Yan's eyes couldn't escape his eyes. The despair in the eyes of others made Zhao Weikong feel very happy.

"Wait, there's something wrong!" Despair was only for a moment, and Zhou Yan felt that something was wrong.

What's the contradiction......

The feverish brain was forced to calm down, but at this time I felt a breeze blowing through my neck. In an instant, Zhou Yan seemed to have seen the separation of his head and body.

This kind of future-like scene made Zhou Yan move instinctively. The sword flew in the air, creating a shadow.

At this moment, from the outside, it was Zhou Yan who was dancing the sword alone. Moreover, the sword light weaved into an impenetrable net, enveloping Zhou Yan in it.

Can't be distracted, and don't dare to be distracted. Zhou Yan has entered a state of selflessness, constantly dancing the sword and constantly changing. The sword light shrouded it, and the sword momentum was endless.

"Tai Chi Sword?" Zhao Fukong, who had originally disappeared into the air, suddenly appeared, and he looked at Zhou Yan, who was evolving swordsmanship alone, with great interest, and then his eyes lit up: "That's not right!" ”

Zhou Yan is indeed using a long sword to evolve Tai Chi. But there is not only the Taiji Sword among them, in addition to the evolution of the Taiji Sword, Zhou Yan is also evolving the Dugu Nine Swords at the same time.

One is to use one sword and ten thousand swords, and finally return to one sword to break the enemy; One is to return ten thousand swords to one sword, and finally return to ten thousand swords into a circle to defend against the enemy.

Two swordsmanship, two swordsmanship. At this moment, in Zhou Yan's hands, it began to evolve at the same time with a specific law. In the seemingly smooth sword path, there is a fierce sword intent hidden. It was precisely because he found this interesting point that Zhao Fukong temporarily gave up the attack just now.

"Funny, you're just as interesting as Apple." Zhao Fukong laughed, and the deep madness hidden in his eyes became more and more intense: "Let me try, try my own strength." ”

Zhao Yukong said something that outsiders couldn't understand, and his figure disappeared into the air in a flash.

Louise and Yoyo were already stunned, even if they didn't understand swordsmanship, they could see how subtle Zhou Yan's evolution of two swordsmanship at the same time was. The other is Zhao Fukong's ability to teleport, and he looks so relaxed when he uses this ability.

Zhou Yan had closed his eyes since the beginning of the sword dance. Because he knew that in the face of Zhao Fukong's ability to shrink into inches, he couldn't keep up no matter how he looked at it. Then simply don't let the vision interfere with you, and completely rely on the dark sixth sense to deal with it.

At this moment, he seems to have become one with Wang Yujian. The feeling of the blade cutting through the air seemed to be clearly felt by oneself. So when the airflow around the blade changed, Zhou Yan made a move.

"Ding".

It was a collision sound that was too subtle to be heard, but it was also very real. The position where the short sword and the long sword intersected was only an inch away from Zhou Yan's body.

As soon as they struck, Zhou Yan's sword momentum changed instantly. If you want to describe the feeling that Zhou Yan gives people at this time, it is the moment when the eagle spreads its wings and the moment when the tiger preys.

Originally, the defensive sword path of Tai Chi and supplemented by Dugu Jiujian changed instantly, and the round and chic sword intent immediately turned into a fierce and fierce sword intent.

There was a light sigh of surprise from Zhao Fukong in the void. The short sword, which was swung away when the long sword changed momentum, collided violently with the long sword in the air again.

Zhou Yan took a few steps back and gasped. And Zhao Fukong took a few steps back, but he still had a good expression.

High and low judgment, Zhou Yan used the strongest strength he could exert at the moment, but he was only able to block Zhao Weikong.

"You're the same as Apple, you're the same kind of people!" Zhao Shukong smiled, as if he had fallen into a good memory, Zhao Shukong stopped attacking again.

Zhou Yan was panting violently, but his brain was running rapidly.

Just now he found out that something was wrong, but when he evolved his swordsmanship, he had to put aside a state of distraction and forget himself. So he stopped thinking for a while.

But now, that little bit of time is precious to him.

Something is wrong, what is wrong?

"Can I ask one thing?" Zhou Yan looked at Zhao Yukong.

"Yes, but at what cost?" Zhao Fukong, who had stopped recalling, looked at Zhou Yan with a gentle expression but no warmth in his eyes.

"Take what you can, my life." Zhou Yan said with an extremely serious expression.

"Hah! Hahaha! You're so funny, much more fun than the little apple! Zhao Fukong laughed, laughed insolently, and covered his stomach very unfiguratively.

Of course, this also means that he has absolute confidence in his own abilities.

After he had laughed enough, Zhao Fukong replied, "Then you ask." ”

"You, have you already entered that main god space?"

"Huh? You also know that place, I was trying to get into it by all means, is this the reincarnation world? Zhao Fukong looked around with an interested expression.

"No, this is not that place." However, Zhao Fukong, who didn't know what he had found, shook his head: "Moreover, I have a hunch that I will never see the little apple again." It's a boring world. ”

Zhao Fukong sighed, and then the aura he exuded was no longer as idle as before, but as cold and piercing as if it could freeze human blood.

Is this the top killer of the Assassin family? Zhou Yan swallowed.

From just now, the "little apple" in Zhao Weikong's mouth is his cousin, and it is also the girl he has spent his life paying. And in that story, everything Zhao Fukong did was for the "little apple". Although it was inevitable that Zhao Yukong would be empty in the process, no matter how you look at it, it is a pervert.

Zhou Yan began to carefully recall the details in that book, recalling the setting of that book. The high-speed operation of the brain produces a slight feeling of euphoria, and there is also a feeling of vertigo. That's because I haven't eaten for a long time and I'm about to be overloaded.

A flash of inspiration, indeed a flash of inspiration. Zhou Yan finally found the contradiction. That is, in that book, it was mentioned that the main god space in the book was not known to the outside world.

However, Zhou Yan learned about it from a novel, and that novel was not nameless, but the pioneering work of the online novel called "Infinite Stream". To say that the popularity is also enough. The Zhao in front of him is empty and real. The Zhao Kuo in the book and the Zhao Kuo in front of him are the same person, and the information obtained by Zhou Yantong Guò after synthesizing on Zhao Kuo has been determined.

But in this way, there is a contradiction, how could Zhao Fukong, who has been searching for information about the main god space, miss the information of that novel? Even if he has no interest in reading novels, a search on the Internet can reveal a large amount of infinite stream of information.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, the earth where Zhao Yukong was born and the earth where Zhou Yan once lived are not the same plane.

"In other words, isn't this a copy?" Zhou Yan, who figured it out, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Through the other party's answer just now, Zhou Yan also understood that Zhao Fukong was summoned by the only god of this world before the story of that book began. As for the impact of Zhao Yankong's arrival on the story of that book, it is not something that Zhou Yan has to consider.

As for the more complicated space-time and plane, it is not something that Zhou Yan should think about.

"Your Royal Highness, there is no time for you to grieve now." Feeling Zhao Fukong's cold and piercing aura, Zhou Yan said to Louise behind him without looking back, "Hurry up and get out of here." ”

"Huh?" Louise was stunned, but then said anxiously: "It's been delayed for too long, can you stop him?" I need to go into the castle to activate the magic circle that locks down the city. The demons must be locked up here and wait for reinforcements from other places to arrive! ”

"You shouldn't ask me, but if he's willing to let you pass." Zhou Yan turned around and smiled bitterly: "Moreover, I didn't rush here to help you, but because (for some reason) I had to protect you." ”

Louise heard Zhou Yan's answer, was silent for a while, and then looked at Zhao Weikong again: "Please, let me go, if you are also a human race." ”

"But I'm not a human in your world, little princess. So, I refuse. Zhao Fukong smiled and said the words of refusal.

Then he moved, and as before, his figure disappeared into the air, as if teleporting.

"Yan, no, don't lose! I, I don't want to be with that kind of person. When Zhou Yan stepped forward, the voice trembling in her mind didn't know if it was because she felt Zhou Yan's affection.

"But it always feels like you've lost out." Zhou Yan complained in his mind, but even he himself agreed somewhere in his heart that he would lose.