Most of the thaumaturgists' "techniques" are obscure, murderous and famous.

Mostly.

In the thaumaturgist's mind, the power of a certain technique must not be judged by its manifestation.

It is possible that there is a certain technique to look at the crotch, but in fact it is infinitely mysterious;

There are also some sturgeers who look at the operation as fierce as a tiger, and look at the pestle in situ.

Anything is possible.

But right now.

When the macho man named Jung Sun holds two large scimitars burning with black flames in his hands and starts spinning rapidly.

When the wind blows and the night guards on the streets are staggered and unable to stand.

When the bluestone slab bricks on the street and the kiln tiles on the roof were lifted by the wind and rolled towards the macho man.

When the morning light that had stolen through the broken shadow screen was once again obscured by the black tornado.

"Gan! Get out of the way! ”

Jun Buxiao wanted to say that such a momentum was just bluffing, how could the thaumaturgist's technique be so exaggerated, and he was not a monster Fengbei.

He wanted to comfort himself and others.

But with the hurricane-like moves gathering around the macho man, the tornado mixed with rubble and rubble whistled so loudly that it made people's ears buzz, and you didn't laugh at it, leaving only one word "Gan"!

One of the night guards' complexion changed suddenly, and he magically pulled out a second painted bone face from behind him and put it on his face.

He's the real Jun Bu Laugh!

Jun Buxiao has been hiding in the night guard, facing Zheng Shan with a shadow fake body, no one would have thought that the real Jun Buxiao looks like an ordinary night guard on the surface!

"Hee-hee-hee! You're coming, you're coming, you're coming! The grass is green, the grass is green, the sky is panicked, the ground is vast, and my father and mother give birth to dolls! The wind blows and the grass is low, guess where your parents are! ”

Jun Buxiao sang inexplicable ballads with a weird laugh, dancing happily like a play, no one could see that his face was distorted in shock under the mask at this moment, the afterimage in his hand was shaken, the scissors quickly tore on the ground, and the shadows like tentacles sank into the back of the unconscious people.

At the same time, Jun Buxiao touched and shook behind him, and a huge black cloth shook for a long time, and the black cloth spun and fell, completely covering the stunned night guards and stars.

After the shadow "possessed", one by one the people suddenly came to life, and rushed to the place covered with the curtain.

The black cloth, which could still distinguish the silhouettes of more than a dozen people, suddenly emptied, the curtain fell weakly, and the silhouettes of everyone disappeared.

"Dragon! Pendulum! Tail! ”

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Zheng Xiu's "nuclear bomb" was over, he glanced at it in the rotating field of vision, and found that Jun Buxiao actually used the people as a human wall, and scolded angrily in his heart.

Zheng Xiu's "nuclear bomb" rubbed into his hand and had to come out, in the rotation, Zheng Xiu's arms were raised, the muscles were as solid as a rock, and the chains were extended, and one of the knives had a faint black electric flash, stabbing forward to stop, and the other knife collided with the first scimitar under the inertia of rotation.

The twin knives slammed, and the black sparks and lightning that collided pulled out long silk threads in the screen. From a distance, it looks like a crack in space.

Rumble!!

The sound of the two knives striking was like a thunderbolt, and the roofs were lifted layer by layer in the thunderous wind and swept into the sky.

After the thunder, followed by continuous explosions and rumblings, the whole city raised billowing sand and dust in the wind, Jun Buxiao even if he put on the mask again, he could no longer maintain the curtain of the "shadow play", and in an instant, the black shadow was torn apart like a devastation, Zheng Xiu had no time to take into account the prompts such as "challenge success" flashed in front of him, carrying the Fengbei picture scroll on his back, spreading his wings towards the torn opening, the figure disappeared in the morning light in the blink of an eye, and only a small point was left in the blink of an eye against the rising sun.

I don't know how long it took.

In the general town of Nuoda, only Dou Hedgehog was still standing upright, holding a few pages of broken paper in his hand, looking at the ruins in front of him stupidly, and he didn't know how to move for a long time.

Zheng Xiu's hand was facing the city gate, and the fighting hedgehog was just behind Zheng Xiu's knife, and at that moment just now, only he could see what was happening.

Poof.

Dou Qi's knees weakened, knelt on the ground, his eyes were scattered, and he muttered: "Tai...... It's too fierce! ”

As the rubble that was swept into the air fell to the ground.

The streets were already in shambles.

Call!

The rubble in the center of the street suddenly arched strangely, and a black curtain changed from large to small, retracted into Jun Buxiao's hand, and turned into a small shadow between his fingers in a blink of an eye.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

The smoke and dust in the air made Jun not smile and cough, and he tried to open his eyes and command everyone: "Everyone beware! That guy made such a move, it must be the end of the crossbow! Don't be afraid! ”

It may be hard to believe that even Jun Bu Laugh when he says such a thing, but it stands to reason that the thaumaturgist is not unlimited, and such a powerful thaumaturgy must have limitations that ordinary people cannot imagine.

To put it simply, it's Krypton.

That's right, Krypton life, that macho man must be Krypton's life, so he can be so powerful.

"Quick! Disperse! If he dies, he will be buried under the rubble! Whoever can find the painting will be rewarded by the Lord of the Night to fill the vacancy of the stars! ”

The night guards who survived the "Macho Storm" have long been terrified and lost their will to fight. First a few people took the lead, and under the influence of the herd effect, the night guards scattered one after another, holding thaumaturgy in their hands, carefully searching for the traces of the macho man and the scroll.

Although Jun Buxiao was wearing an ordinary night guard costume at the moment, no one regarded him as a night guard.

At this time, Jun Buxiao turned his head and saw Yueyan's expression pleasant, as if he was relieved, thinking of her relationship with the Zheng family, Jun Bu snorted sullenly: "I have never seen Ling make a move from beginning to end, does he really have an ulterior relationship with Zheng Xiu?" ”

Yueyan squinted, hooked the corners of her mouth, and then hugged her fist at Jun Buxiao, and pointed to the sky: "Back to Lord Shangxian, Yueyan has already laid a net in the sky. ”

She shook her long sleeves, and the ten fingers hidden in the sleeves shook out, and each finger was connected with a silk thread as thin as a hair, and a few bare rolls of thread hung at the end of the silk thread, "Yueyan is not left at all, all of them are used." ”

Looking at Yueyan's fingers, Jun Buxiao exhausted his eyes to find that there was a layer of sharp stitches in the sky at some point, almost invisible.

If it weren't for the smoke and dust that polluted the thread of the moon swallow and caused a layer of ash to hang on the stitches, maybe this layer of heavenly net would have to jump up to see clearly.

And in the center of the stitch net, a big hole was broken, which was obviously forcibly broken by the macho man when he made a move.

Jun Buxiao was unhappy at the moment, but Yueyan did make a move, and Jun Buxiao did not have a seizure.

And Yueyan added lightly: "Yueyan didn't expect that in the end, Nasi forcibly split the shadow play of the Shangxian adult, and people are not as good as the sky." ”

Jun Bu smiled when he heard this, his chest was stuffy and his throat was sweet, and he felt a mouthful of blood gushing up, but it didn't completely gush.

Although Yueyan didn't say it explicitly, this seems to be saying that he didn't block the macho man because he was unscrupulous, and he couldn't blame others.

At this time, someone dug out the dying Gu Qiutang in the rubble, shouted at the others, and asked if any of us had a [Doctor] way to save people, and everyone shook their heads.

One of them had a vague knowledge of Yueyan's technique, so he beckoned to Yueyan.

Yueyan reluctantly stepped forward: "Let me stitch up his wounds, but my thread has never tried to break people's flesh and skin...... Sew it up, that's another rule of the way. ”

The star helplessly spread his hands and said, "A dead horse should be a live horse doctor!" You can't let the Lady die here. ”

Gu Qiutang's eyes were closed, and half of his body was injured by the saw knife, and his flesh and blood were blurred, which was extremely miserable. Yueyan glanced at it a few times, and finally sighed lightly, flicked her ten fingers, and the needle and thread passed under Gu Qiutang's flesh and blood.

There is no way, Yueyan knows that she has not gotten off work at the moment, and she still has to do the work she should do.

The sewing is sewn, as for whether Gu Qiutang can survive in the end, it has nothing to do with her.

After sewing Gu Qiutang's bloody wound at random, Yueyan inexplicably heard a few strange whispers in her ears, like footsteps walking on her feet. The vigilant Yueyan looked back suddenly, and there was no one beside her, which made her wonder.

Standing kneeling in the ruins, holding a few pages of torn books in a daze, the hedgehog is particularly conspicuous.

Jun Bu smiled and leaned on his mask and walked towards the fighting hedgehog. Looking at the bucket hedgehog who was dirty and still had tears on his face, Jun Bu sneered: "What about others? ”

Dou Qi looked up blankly, he still hadn't recovered from the shock of the macho man's tail flicking, and it wasn't until Jun Buxiao asked three times that he pointed in the direction of the city gate.

The dust was so thick that he couldn't see clearly, so Jun Buxiao jumped onto the roof, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.

When he saw clearly, Jun Buxiao's pupils shook violently under the mask, and his mouth opened wider and wider, making it difficult to close.

I saw that half of the city was lifted from the roof, and only four walls remained, and where it should have been the city gate, only half of the low wall remained, and above the low wall, all disappeared!

The knife of the macho man destroyed half of the city!

The more Jun Buxiao thought about it, the more afraid he became, if it weren't for the countless people lying on the street, if it weren't for the fact that he used his shadow to manipulate several people as meat shields at the end, the fierce man's knife was not cut out horizontally but cut down on them...... If there were no of the above possibilities, these people, including him, would not laugh.

Will you be able to survive?

Thinking that he might die, Jun didn't laugh but felt that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Lord Winding! Ravens, ravens, something is wrong! ”

Suddenly.

Someone pointed to the sky and shouted.

The ravens who were supposed to be waiting in the sky for their master's call were gathered in a flock and flew in a certain direction.

No matter how the night guards called out to the raven, the raven disappeared without a trace, and there was not even a single raven left in the sky.

The others were ignorant, but vaguely knew some of the secrets of the night, and stayed for a moment after seeing the crow flock move, and then sighed, sat on the ground, hammered his shoulders, and loosened his sore muscles.

Someone asked what the next step would be.

Jun didn't smile and shook his head.

This time he no longer deliberately used that weird banter, but said it in a normal tone.

"There's no need to bother looking for it, it's already none of our business."

The words are divided into two ends.

When Zheng Xiu took Chu Susu with him, he ran wildly all the way and flew away from General Town.

He was only an incarnation, not a real flesh and blood. The seemingly bloody wound stopped bleeding after a while, and after the blood dropped, it turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared, and the flesh and blood on the wound were slowly wriggling, and it was involuntarily repairing.

Although Zheng Xiu broke the "shadow play" with a trick of "dragon swinging tail", the other party was outnumbered, and the thaumaturgy cooperated, and if it was entangled, I was afraid that it would change.

Revenge can be avenged at any time, and the most important thing at the moment is to rescue Fengbei from the ghosts.

Carrying the scroll on his back is like carrying a moving "Fengbei", as long as it is close to the scroll, Zheng Xiu can maintain a normal "fugue" posture and walk without hindrance.

Convenience is convenient, and it is much more convenient than maintaining a certain distance from Fengbei all the time, but Zheng Xiu currently does not know what Fengbei is experiencing in the cannibal painting, even if he is very confident in Fengbei's strength, but since Fengbei was swallowed into the painting, nearly half an hour has passed, and at dawn, Fengbei has not broken through the ghost and come out, which makes Zheng Xiu inevitably worried.

Flying out for dozens of miles, Zheng Xiu patted his head, turned around and turned back, made a big circle, avoided General Town, and approached General Peak from the other end.

His destination was the Yunliu Temple.

At this moment, Zheng Xiu had already figured it out.

No wonder Chu Susu stole Gongsun Mo's ancient paintings so easily.

Chu Susu's theft technique is not completely traceless, no matter how fast Chu Susu moves, as long as he is on guard, he can detect one or two. The thaumaturgy of the master path is unfathomable, and now that I think about it, there must be something strange in what the master said.

Rising into the air, it didn't take long for Zheng Xiu to appear in the sky above Yunliu Temple.

Zheng Xiu descended from the sky with a demonic attitude, without the intention of hiding his tracks at all, and landed in the center of the courtyard with a bang, shaking the stacked apricot leaves in the courtyard into the sky, and sprinkling them into a rain of apricot leaves.

Zheng Xiu stood up in the rain of apricot leaves, let Chu Susu behind him come down, carried the scroll on his back, and walked to the main hall.

"Painter Zheng Shan, ask to see other masters!"

Such a movement alarmed the whole temple, in a blink of an eye, many ascetics carrying sticks and sticks angrily towards the earthquake, they at first thought that someone threw a boulder at Yunliu Temple, and looked at it to see that it was the "distinguished guest" who had just left from Yunliu Temple last night, and all the ascetics were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether they should come forward to stop it.

"Stop! Wait, the master doesn't easily meet outsiders! ”

A middle-aged monk has a lot of status in Yunliu Temple, and when everyone didn't know what to do, he pressed his stick behind him and stepped forward to stop him.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

The ink shadow was like smoke, the wings and the posture of the ghosts and gods disappeared, Zheng Xiu was covered in blood, and shouted angrily, like thunder.

[Shock] was triggered, and the middle-aged ascetic monk who came to block the road suddenly showed horror on his face, and he didn't know what a terrifying illusion he saw under the influence of [Shock] and combined with the bloody body of the macho man at the moment.

"Oops! How can you smash the fallen leaves that the little monk has just swept open again! ”

A familiar figure came hurriedly around the corner of the main hall, his eyebrows could be seen to be distressed, it was the monk Ruchen who had a lot of fun, it turned out that the fallen leaves in the courtyard of the main hall were all swept into piles by him, but he didn't expect to turn around and give the "macho man landing" to drum up, and work for nothing, so that Ruchen was distressed, all written on the face.

"Death to those who stand in my way, I want to see the master and wait."

Zheng Xiu was anxious at the moment, whoever would bombard whom, Ruchen would not give face. Ruchen's face changed slightly, and he looked towards the closed door of the temple as if asking for help.

Zheng Xiu's expression was indifferent, and he said softly: "Zheng has doubts in his heart, it is a matter of human life, and I implore the master to solve the doubts in Zheng's heart." ”

The hall was silent, silent.

Zheng Xiu motioned for Chu Susu to stay where he was and stepped on the steps alone.

As he walked, he said: "Now Zheng is anxious and impatient, if the master asks Zheng to wait a little longer...... Zheng may be able to level this place, even the mountain and the temple, I, Zheng Shan, do what I say! ”

Zheng Xiu walked up to the second order, his tone sonorous and powerful, and his determination was obvious.

A soft sigh came from the main hall.

"Please come in."

(End of chapter)