"Huh. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Liu Minghao sneered, the Holy Light Sword trembled slightly, and said with disdain on his face, "If he was really hit hard by you, how could he still create an independent space in your domain and communicate with me, and you didn't notice it at all." How do you think I'm able to break free of your grip and damage your virtual projection? ”

As he spoke, Liu Minghao raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to spread his hands helplessly, "Didn't you notice that something was wrong?" ”

Norman froze slightly, a faint light flashed around him, the light flickered a few times, and then dissipated in a blink of an eye, but the scars on his body were still unchanged.

"It can't be." Norman's eyes widened, his voice became a little distorted, and a dazzling silver-white light flashed on his body again, this time the light lasted for dozens of seconds before slowly disappearing, and several clearly distinguishable scars were still firmly on his body.

"Hmph, you think you've been in control of the trial system, and you think you're invincible. Before you become an independent person, you have the most failed characteristics of human beings. Liu Minghao said mercilessly, "You think you have always had the upper hand, you don't know that you have already fallen for the martyr's move, he has controlled the trial space step by step, eroding your foundation, although you are of the same origin, interdependent, and cannot eliminate each other here, but you don't forget, he is an independent consciousness, much stronger than your newly generated consciousness, you have no way, but it doesn't mean that he is the same, otherwise, how can the martyr program always exist, and it is constantly getting stronger, Even in your absolute realm, there is nothing you can do with him. ”

Liu Minghao's purpose is to delay time, wait for the program to run into Norman's body, and then give the final fatal blow, at this time said plausible words, but it is disturbing him, this is the sadness of the superbrain, although it has a part of independent consciousness, but it can not get rid of the fundamental, Liu Minghao's words seem to be pointless, in fact, they deliberately add words that will cause the operation of the superbrain, so that he falls into logical confusion and achieves the purpose of delay.

Norman's eyes were straight, the light in his eyes flashed rapidly, his body trembled slightly, and he suddenly roared, waved his arms, and his steps were messy, staggering towards Liu Minghao.

Liu Minghao's pupils shrank, his body turned, he took two steps back and detoured to Norman's side, his eyes flashed rapidly over the blue and red light on his body, and he suddenly raised his hand, and a silver silk thread with a slight blue light suddenly shot out, and it sank into Norman's ribs like lightning, and the electric light rushed into the wound.

Norman's body stiffened, as if out of control, and he took two steps forward, falling straight forward.

At the moment when he was about to touch the ground, Norman's figure shook suddenly, and immediately turned into several streamers and disappeared, and the next moment, the streamers gathered together and appeared behind Liu Minghao.

The mutation was sudden, Liu Minghao didn't have time to move, and counted the silver mangs to instantly surround him.

In the dazzling light, a palm stretched out flatly, and a huge force slapped on Liu Minghao's chest.

Liu Minghao's chest immediately sank slightly, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew upside down, slammed into the wall, and fell to the ground.

Before he could land, Norman followed in a flash, flew up, and Liu Minghao flew out upside down again, like a broken puppet, flying several meters away, falling heavily to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth.

Liu Minghao supported the ground with his hands, barely lifting his upper body, and Norman's feet had already fallen, stepping on his shoulder blades, and pressing him to the ground.

grabbed Liu Minghao's neckline, and his fist rained down, and in just a few strokes, Liu Minghao was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was unrecognizable.

The last punch slammed into Liu Minghao's abdomen, Liu Minghao moaned in pain suppressedly, Norman was like a street thug, vented the evil spirit that had accumulated in his chest, shook his hand suddenly, slowly raised his body, and looked condescendingly at Liu Minghao, who was lying at his feet, embarrassed.

"Are you very proud?" With a smug smile on Norman's face, as he spoke, several silver rays appeared out of thin air, converging beside him, circling like a swimming dragon, and then submerged into his body, and the scars around him flashing with blue and red light quickly converged, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You think you can really beat me." Norman shook his neck from side to side, looking complacent, raised his hand slightly, and an invisible force shot out, Liu Minghao's body bounced suddenly, let out a vague muffled snort, and slowly raised his head.

"At the beginning, he was my defeated subordinate, and in the end, in desperation, he took the risk of fusing the virus program, but he still did not save his life, but he was just a wisp of damaged consciousness, forcibly parasitic in it, and even wanted to replace me." Norman let out a sneer full of sarcasm, his wrist flipped again, and a ball of silver light swirled and converged, gradually conjuring up an identical holy light sword, and with a swing of the sword, a narrow crack immediately appeared in the void, like a cosmic black hole, twisting and rotating, and faintly fragmented black points of light circulated in it.

Liu Minghao's eyes condensed slightly, only to see that Norman seemed to be slow and fast, probed his palm into the crack, and with a slight force, he pulled out a familiar figure from it, which was a martyr wearing a cyan military uniform and looking the same as him.

At this time, the martyr's eyes were tightly closed, and the data bands that flashed with silver rays, like ropes, were wrapped around his body layer by layer, and he was obviously unconscious.

Norman walked to Liu Minghao's side, his wrist trembled slightly, and the tip of the cold sword fell on his back, moving slowly.

Liu Minghao's face turned slightly pale, and he let out a silent gasp, and the blood immediately flowed down.

Norman smiled coldly, and with a slight flick of the tip of the sword, an energy chip that flashed with a faint golden light flew up and fell into his hand.

"Hmph, I thought such a clumsy trick could hide it from my eyes." Norman tilted his head slightly, as if admiring the chip in his palm, "I just deliberately left a loophole waiting for you to come to the net." ”

With that, Norman turned and walked over to the martyr with his eyes closed, raised his arm, and his palm was like a sharp blade, plunging into his chest without hindrance, grabbing a ball of light that emitted dark gold.

Immediately after, Norman put the energy chip into the golden light cluster, palms facing each other, slowly overlapping, a burst of light flickered, the golden light gradually turned into a silver round metal, Norman let out a low laugh.

At the same time, the figure of the martyr who had lost the golden light group shrank rapidly, and in a few breaths, it turned into a vague shadow, flickering slightly, collapsing, and disappearing into nothingness.