Part 1 Bamboo City Horror Chapter 42 Fighting Methods (1)

Above the main seat, a person with tiger eyes wide open, hands on his cheeks, is raising a glass to greet the people under the seat, but his eyes are full of doubts and confusion.

"Am I dreaming? I remember that I seemed to have just slept for long! I must have been dreaming! I can't be so confused that I don't know if I'm dreaming or waking up. ”

At this time, the people under the seat congratulated him and patted their horses.

"Yes, yes, the king just rewarded me today, I guess it's time for my colleagues to come and shoot the horse, hahaha, this dream is good! hahaha......"

The beard is self-satisfied.

"The charm and the spirit chase fame and fortune, and the villain is rampant when he gets his ambition!"

Suddenly, a piercing sarcasm came!

But at the bottom of the seat, a middle-aged man with a young and handsome face let out a cold snort with contempt in his eyes.

The undisguised volume caused a moment of silence.

"Presumptuous! How arrogant is to dare to be so rude to an adult! My lord, this person has always bullied his colleagues, disrespected his superiors, and inhumane to his subordinates! My lord indulges him so much, and favors him so much, I am afraid that it will chill the hearts of all the bureaucrats!"

The beard was about to attack, but he heard that someone in the seat preemptively spoke his heart for him.

This is a wonderful remark, isolating and striking at the enemy, praising the seat, and setting up his colleagues as a standard of justice, and the best thing is that the person on the seat wants to say and do, he has said everything, which is simply a death sentence for the future of this person's sect!

He smiled with a hint of hypocrisy.

"Hey, we are colleagues, we should seek common ground while reserving differences, and tolerate each other. People, there will always be a moment of confusion, knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and it is very good!"

The beard pretends to criticize the person who speaks, and at the same time gives the middle-aged person a chance to make amends.

First set oneself up in the position and height of representing justice and morality, and everything that is not approved will automatically be classified as evil and will not be tolerated by the world.

However, the beard is also wondering about the identity of this person, it seems that he has never seen it, is it a new recruit?

But the person who can drink and have fun in this hall has an unusual identity, is his background extraordinary?

"What the adults teach you is! The adults are really open-minded!"

"Yes!

"Adults are very good!"

......

Immediately, the people in the seat were smoky again, but the beard was full of enjoyment.

"Hmph, embarrassed, a raccoon dog, no matter how sanctimonious you are, you can't hide a fallen soul! Today, I will take your soul!"

But when I saw the handsome middle-aged man wave his hand, there was a cold light.

"You dare!"

The beard was startled from the enjoyment, and he was eager to block it, but it was too late, and the people under the seat fell to the ground one after another, twisting and struggling with their hands covering their throats.

"Who are you? There is no one who dares to rebel under the throne of the deity!"

"Cut! Isn't this a rebellion! Do you think you can continue to enjoy this world in peace? Your territory is not only the shadow of the king, but also the brothers fought together, you are the boss, have you ever given the brothers a good way to live? Today is your end!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he did not advance but retreated, his figure flashed, and he fled outside the palace.

"Huh, want to run?"

The beard couldn't help but be angry, and he was secretly frightened, he and several henchmen, stole the merits of the brothers and slaughtered them, only some old people know about this, but the people who know have also been killed, where does this person know?

Who is he?

Whoever he is, he must be silenced!

And he couldn't help but wonder more in his heart, wasn't this a dream, why was it so real, was it a sign that something was going to happen?

Hmph! Let's see how it ends!

The beard took out an object, said a few words to it, and threw it out, and the object turned into a streamer and flew away.

And he didn't stop chasing after the middle-aged man, leaving only the struggling people here.

Suddenly, all the struggling people on the ground burst open silently, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating.

The whole palace was dead silent, and later it silently turned into a piece of golden light and flew into the void and disappeared.

Only Fei Liu's spirit was like a spectator outside the stage, stunned to watch everything happen and disperse.

Just when Fei Liu was at a loss, the scene changed.

But seeing the two people in front of him chasing and fleeing, one chasing closely, while the other was fast and slow, as if he was luring the people behind.

Looking around, there is a cloud and mist, between the real and the false, there is no sound of the wind, no sunlight, stars and moon, only a bright and hazy, as if in a closed space.

In a short time, the fleeing man disappeared into a mountain forest.

The beard snorted coldly, if you want to run, no matter the ends of the world today, it will definitely make your soul scattered.

While thinking about it, he cautiously drilled into the mountain forest.

The mountains and forests are dark, and only the slightest light shines through the thin leaves, making the view even more unbearable.

The forest was silent, and the middle-aged man had long since disappeared.

The bearded spirit spread away, but found that there seemed to be a heavenly opportunity here, and the spirit could not leave the body, so helplessly, he took out another thing, and after a few words again, it turned into a streamer and left.

Subsequently, he searched carefully in the same place, and with some faint traces and breath, he determined that he pursued in one direction.

At this time, the middle-aged man was still running fast and slow in front of him and inadvertently leaving some subtle traces for followers to discover.

The direction he was going in was the only exit from the mountains and forests.

And beyond the exit, it is outside Fei Liu's Yin Hall.

Outside the Yin Hall, Bensheng's God of Consciousness is waiting for him!

It seems that his purpose is to lure the beard out of Fei Liu's seal hall, and then detain and seal it.

After about a stick of incense, the beard frowned, stopped, and he thought quietly in place.

It's been so long since the news was sent, why hasn't anyone come? At least there's a message back!

What's more, life-threatening matters will never be indifferent!

It turned out that the message sent by the beard twice was that he had been calling for the arrival of helpers, so as to encircle and annihilate the middle-aged man, but unfortunately no one has come so far.

What happened unexpectedly?

Could it be that something happened to them, too?

In their own territory, no matter how big something happens, it is impossible for nothing to come out!

Hiss...... Could it be that any of them betrayed?!

Don't...... They sent this guy?!

The beard and scalp are numb for a while.

Due to his suspicious nature, he will never trust anyone around him, no matter what time he is.

The brain is always in calculations and doubts, and any slight abnormality will make him have associations beyond ordinary knowledge.

To be bad!

If it was really their calculations, then this person was trying to lead me into the pit!

No wonder he wants to enter this mountain forest, and this mountain forest can't leave his body!

It's no wonder that so many imperceptible traces are left behind!

When the fake is true, the truth is also false!

Hmph, please enter the urn, how easy it is to say!

Thinking about this, he turned around without hesitation and wanted to go back, but there was no way in front of him!

The entire mountain forest also turned into a golden curtain of light, like an inverted sea bowl.

The beard is shocked!

Thousands of cautions, thousands of thoughts, or the enemy's way!

However, as an ethereal spirit that has existed for an unknown number of years, even if it is limited by many things for some reason, its rich experience in fighting enemies is still there.

He knew that only by breaking this small world as soon as possible could he get himself out of trouble, and as long as he got out of this world, the sky would let the birds fly!

With both hands pinching, he flew up, punching into the light curtain.

The golden light curtain trembled slightly, like a living thing, enduring pain and suffering.

At this time, Bensheng was indeed experiencing great pain.

The entire illusory realm in this hall was evolved by him with his own consciousness and god, and the purpose was naturally to draw out the bearded void spirit and isolate it.

But at the same time, it is even more necessary to protect the Philuain Hall from the ravages of the strife.

It was precisely because he wanted to prevent Fei Liu's Yin Hall and Divine Soul from being impacted and harmed, so Bensheng could only use his own consciousness to build a protective layer.

Any attack could only be borne by his soul alone! This could be a great damage to his divine consciousness.

In the golden light curtain, the middle-aged man hidden in it, seeing this situation, sighed helplessly, and fell short, it seems that he has to use the last trick!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man flashed with golden light and returned to his original appearance, it was Bensheng, and it should be said that it was his main consciousness god.

It pinched the formula in both hands, and said something in its mouth.

As the incantation sounded, he saw that in the Fei Liuyin Hall, the scenery of the entire illusory world turned into golden clouds, and all the clouds surged towards the golden light curtain.

The clouds that melt into the curtain of golden light form eight huge golden symbols, occupying all directions.

Each symbol emits a golden beam of light that covers the beard.

The beard in the light curtain struggled and roared into a puff of smoke under the restraint of eight beams of golden light.