Meng Haoran keenly heard a crucial word from the complicated summoning ritual.

This is a parasitic sword, which means that the enemy in front of you is this sword.

Dream. Crawford no longer has an independent ideology, and has become a puppet of the sword.

This situation is very similar to that of humans who are trapped in the dream of the moon god, delusional to explore unknown mysteries and pursue the power of the superior, but in the end they are just a puppet in the eyes of the superior.

Dream. Crawford held Mistetin in his hand and began to attack, obviously he was still in place one second, and directly appeared behind Meng Haoran in the next moment.

This kind of skill comparable to flashing really scared Meng Haoran, what kind of airplane teleporter?

However, when Meng Haoran swung his sword to meet him, he immediately disappeared.

This sudden change made Meng Haoran realize that this was not a flash.

Because whether it is a flash or a telepathy, what is teleported belongs to an entity, in that case, it will inevitably face Meng Haoran's sword.

Then the scene in front of him must belong to the virtual image, but although it belongs to the virtual image, Meng Haoran did not dare to be careless.

Because weapons that can be labeled as god-killing have always had the nature of killing with one hit, or have the ability to deal massive damage with a single move.

Thinking of this, Meng Haoran deliberately began to flee outward, and the way to escape was very obvious, it was Yuebang Lake, and the intention was also very obvious, you came to chase me.

Dream. Crawford had now lost his sense of subjectivity, and his body began to fluctuate in the air, getting closer and closer to Meng Haoran.

On the way to escape, Meng Haoran directly exposed his back to the dream. Within Crawford's sight, this fantastic offensive opportunity dreams. Crawford will definitely not let it go.

So in the next second, a strange situation appeared, Meng Haoran suddenly pulled out the Ziwei Heavenly Musket and fired a shot directly in front of him.

Even stranger are dreams. Crawford actually appeared directly in front of this shot, and used his body to take this shot.

Meng Haoran made the right bet this time, in the face of a person who exposed his back, as long as he was a person with intelligence or an artifact, he would subconsciously know that rashly attacking his back would lead to an attack with a return pistol.

And combine the previous dreams. Crawford frequently uses offensive methods that combine virtual and real, so this offensive means has a certain degree of deception.

At this time, he would definitely take advantage of the moment when Meng Haoran turned around and shot and appeared in front of Meng Haoran to attack.

Therefore, Meng Haoran directly shot the Ziwei Sky Musket with a cooldown time of up to one hour at the front, and the special effect of the Crape Myrtle Sky Musket attack was extremely gorgeous.

The bullets fired were like bright stars, shining with an incomparably dazzling luster as they went, reflecting the stars in the sky, and at the end they merged into a beam of light that seemed to annihilate everything.

This shot hit Mistetin directly, and it was Mistetin who hit it right, after all, it is now in the lead!

Mistetine was suddenly attacked, and the blow caused a heavy blow to the soul in the sword, knowing that it was a parasitic sword, which was conjured by the branches and leaves of plants.

So this living sword was hit by another artifact, and it suddenly erupted into a scream from the soul.

This attack seems to affect the dream as well. Crawford, for the first time, this woman felt the pain in her soul, and she frantically raised the long sword in her hand to split Meng Haoran in half.

Meng Haoran raised the long sword in his hand and dreamed. Crawford fought, and both men seemed to be using weapons they weren't good at.

At this moment, it is like two hooligans slashing each other with watermelon knives on the street, and every time the weapons of the two sides collide, a maddening low-frequency oscillating sound will be produced.

For a while, the surrounding sky, earth, starry sky, mountains, rivers, sun and moon, flowers and trees seemed to be affected, and they seemed to be crying.

At this time, the Qinglian Sword suddenly broke out with a long roar, and what was even more strange was that Meng Haoran seemed to understand the meaning of this long roar in an instant.

Your use of this playful style of play is an insult to me, and now recite me a song about entering the wine, and let me teach you what is called the Qinglian Sword Song.

Meng Haoran is not a poet, and it is even more impossible to recite the charm of Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

However, at this moment, this Qinglian Sword took over the battle by itself, and explained with the longevity of this sword: Now relax your brain and use your body to perceive the battle.

So on the edge of the moonside lake, Meng Haoran held the sword in his right hand, and with his back against the bright moonlight, he recycled the hunter suit he was wearing into the Ninth Book of Art.

The equipment other than these swords is a burden for the Qinglian Sword, because the Qinglian Sword pays attention to a kind of beauty that is harmonious and unified with the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, flowers and trees.

After the Qinglian Sword took over the battle, the dream. The combination of virtual and real offensive methods used by Crawford no longer worked.

No matter where it appears, the Qinglian Sword can accurately attack her body.

The Qinglian Sword is either picking, wiping, stabbing, or even using the technique of playing the pipa, for a while, Meng Haoran used the Qinglian Sword like a real pipa player, and every move was extremely deadly in the half-covering face of the pipa.

The purpose of the attack of the Qinglian Sword is extremely obvious, and the attack method is extremely tricky, each move accurately tells you which parts I want to attack you, guess what, guess where I attack?

This is the effect of Yang Mou's absolute crushing in swordsmanship, but part of this is also related to the fatal blow that the Ziwei Sky Musket has just inflicted on Mistytin.

The two sides are inseparable from each other, Meng Haoran gradually learned how to use the sword, this time she is not clumsy like just now, she will only use simple moves mechanically.

Instead, he really learned how to write a crappy poem like a writer, although this poem may not rhyme and is difficult to listen to, but it is undeniable that Meng Haoran has embarked on the right path of figuring out the sword intent.

After fighting for a long time, the two sides met and played a real fire. And the two swords of the needle against Mai Mang were hard together, and the two sides seemed to use all their strength to resist each other.

At this moment, a person suddenly jumped out of the icy water of the lake on the shore of the moonside lake, and this person used the scythe of death to directly cut off the dream. Crawford's head.

Due to the Scythe of Death, the peculiarity of this weapon can end people's dreams.

So in the heat of battle, dreams. Crawford gradually forgot that there was such a small person as Geman who could not be forgotten.

Geman was under the bright moonlight, his clothes had already been soaked by the cold lake water, and the scythe of death in his hand reflected a long reflection in the moonlight, and the young man calmly spit out a sentence at this moment: Trainee hunter German participated in the hunt of the Pale Moon tonight, and his oath has been made, and he will do what he says.

Geman used his actions to prove that he can be a very good hunter like Meng Haoran, and even if the difference in strength between the enemy and the enemy is too large, he will try to find opportunities.

It's like a best hunter, studying his prey in every possible way to find out the best way to hunt it.

German is a proud hunter who never bothers to compromise with his prey, which is his pride as a hunter who will never compromise even if he dies on the hunt.

Dream. Crawford's severed head gradually turned into a beautiful flower, floating beside the moonside lake under the bright moonlight.

Meng Haoran suddenly thought of a lyric

If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement

I'll write it by hand at the end

The light of the morning light

The last line of sorrow is dried

Black ink, dyed with serenity.

Meng Haoran couldn't help but sigh, life is as fleeting as a flower, like a bird crossing the sky without a trace, except for the spring mud left in the soil and the chirp left in the sky, there seems to be nothing to prove that we have ever come!

Meng Haoran picked up the petals floating in the air and buried them in the dirt, and thrust Mistetin next to him.

Puzzled, Geman asked, "Master Crawford, this is an artifact."

Meng Haoran asked rhetorically: Yes, it is an artifact, but so what?

If you want to have his power, you have to become his puppet, and you don't want this kind of artifact.

Like those greedy guys who want to grab the power of the superiors, and the same puppets of Mistetin, do you understand this truth?

The young Geman may not have understood this, but that didn't stop him from jundering it.

With dreams. Crawford's dream of death, Meng Haoran and Geman also returned to London in the real dream.