Cyber Daming

"It turns out he's from Chongyang Palace, no wonder he's so good at pretending."

Chen Qisheng felt disgusted in his heart and curled his lips, "Tell me, what do you want to do with Master Tao?"

Xin Dian didn't even move his lips this time, and harsh words came out of his body.

"I would like to ask my friend, do you know where the opportunity to become an Earth Immortal lies?"

"Sure enough, nothing good will come of staying here."

Chen Qichang sighed, brushed his hands over his temples, tied his loose hair behind his head, and raised a ray of cold light from the corners of his eyes.

"You have come to me to ask for money, do you really think that I am the Taoist Master Zhao Gongming?"

"The opportunity this time is so great that you, fellow Taoist, can't grasp it alone."

Xin Dian's face was expressionless, his eyes were empty, and there was a sense of arrogance in his words, and he said: "How about sharing the opportunity, and you and I join forces to achieve this together?"

"Join forces?"

Chen Qisheng raised his chin and asked, "How much do you want?"

"Shanshui Lang."

"It turned out to be an old man. Those who didn't know it thought there was a master of all kinds of tricks."

Chen Qisheng's tone was mocking. He flicked his finger, and fireworks suddenly appeared behind him.

The jet-black flying swords jumped out from the warm lights from the shops on both sides of the street. The cold light was dazzling, and they were eager to try.

Coincidentally, bursts of harsh piercing sounds suddenly sounded above Chen Qisheng's head.

A stream of purple light fell from the sky, approaching about three feet above Chen Qisheng, and suddenly hovered.

Sensing the provocation, the black flying sword suddenly stood up, its tip pointed upward, and it trembled.

Two flying swords suddenly appeared on the long street, immediately arousing bursts of exclamations.

The originally bustling streets were filled with the sound of footsteps, and soon disappeared.

The timid ones ran away long ago, while the bold ones hid behind the door eaves, staring with wide eyes at this scene, which was extremely rare not only in Inuyama Castle, but also in the entire Japanese area.

"Play flying sword with me, Taoist Master? Have you not woken up from the Huangliang Cave Heaven yet?"

Chen Qisheng looked contemptuous, and a seal engraved with thunder patterns flew out from the sleeve of the Taoist robe. Thunderous sounds spread as the electric arc danced.

The originally magical purple flying sword was like a stinging insect awakened by spring thunder. The originally blazing tail flame became dim, and the sword body was even more shaky.

The cold wind passed through the streets and kicked up snow on the ground.

In his vision blurred by the snow, a striking blue light slowly lit up in front of Chen Qisheng.

I saw a talisman floating above Xin Dian's head. His suddenly strengthened spiritual consciousness broke through the interference of thunder and reconnected with the purple flying sword.

The purple light rekindles and the sword clangs.

"With the talisman and seal script, fellow Taoist, your fire level is still a bit off."

Xin Dian raised a palm that was so white and slender that the fine lines on his knuckles were almost invisible, and lightly snapped his fingers.

The green seal script was shaken and split into three parts, landing on the three flowers of the human body.

The silent green light dispersed the invisible sound of thunder, and the white thunder seal fell to the ground with a clang.

The black flying sword also let out a shrill cry, and the tail flame suddenly went out. Chen Qisheng, with quick eyesight and quick hands, reached out to catch the falling flying sword.

"What Taoist friends have, Pindao has. What Taoists don't have, Pindao still has."

Two strong-looking yellow scarf warriors with talismans covering their faces walked out from behind Xin Dian, their soles landing silently on the street covered with thin snow.

"Although they are both Dao Xu Six, there are differences."

"Isn't the difference between you, Master Daozu, just because your Chongyang Palace is richer?"

Chen Qisheng's face was livid and indignant.

"For a wealthy couple, treasure is their strength."

Xin Dian's smile was very stiff, and he seemed to be quite unfamiliar with how to control facial expressions.

"Now that the car and the horse are clear, if we continue to fight, you have no chance of winning, fellow Taoist. Now hand over the information you know, and maybe you can still have a way out."

"Xin Dian, right? Don't worry, as long as you can knock me down, you can know anything you want."

Chen Qisheng spoke vaguely, as if he was chewing something. He held a sword in his right hand and a red fire seal between his left fingers.

Gudong.

With his Adam's apple rolling, Chen Qisheng grinned, showing his white teeth, "Come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two yellow scarf warriors took a step forward and stood in front of Xin Dian.

But the next second, instead of the expected rushing attack of the cold sword shadow, a red fireball exploded in the sky above the street.

boom!

Figures suddenly appeared in the sky above the buildings on both sides. One of them had a murderous look on his face. It was none other than the small flag of a guard in Inuyama City, Yasha!

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of gunfire was like rain, and the hot bullets rushed down like a torrent, engulfing the target that glowed with green light.

"Chen Qisheng!"

"Why are you shouting? You are allowed to have more money, but I am not allowed to have more people?"

Chen Qisheng, who had been charging forward just now, slowly stood up straight with a domineering expression.

"Roar!"

A yellow scarf warrior roared like a beast, rushed out of the airtight rain of bullets, and rushed towards Chen Qisheng.

Zheng!

The black light that had just cut off the purple flying sword flew back and crossed with the human figure.

The body whose gender characteristics had been erased remained in a running posture and stood frozen in place.

click

The talisman seal on the face of the yellow scarf warrior cracked a gap, and the cinnabar-colored broken seal pattern fell into the snow, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Yaksha, put your gun away."

Chen Qisheng greeted lazily, put his hands in his sleeves, swayed his shoulders and walked towards the slumped kneeling figure wrapped in gunpowder smoke.

The cyan wooden seal, which was used as a target by the Jinyi guards, was beaten into pieces. Another yellow scarf warrior was also washed away by the rain of bullets and turned into wreckage all over the ground.

Buzz.

The tip of the black flying sword pointed upward, pressing against Xin Dian's chin, pushing up his drooping head.

"Tell me, which master in heaven gave you the courage to come to trouble me without knowing clearly who I am now, Master Dao?"

Xin Dian's empty eyes finally became alive at this moment, full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Hey, are you unwilling to look like this? Okay, Master Dao, I'll give you another chance. This time I'll challenge you. How about you make the first move?"

The sharp edge went one step further, piercing that flawless face.

"Chen Qisheng, you are not worthy of being a Taoist at all!"

"You new-school Taoist priests have cut off the flesh and blood, even the human flavor. Those who have gained the Tao will get many help, while those who have lost the Tao will have little help. You don't understand this principle, so you are qualified to practice Taoism?"

Chen Qisheng said something wrong and suddenly reached out to grab the bun on the top of Xin Dian's head, with a cold light shining in his slightly closed eyes.

"Master Dao, I'm not in the mood to fight with you here. Why did you come to me? Who told you that I know the fate of the Earthly Immortal?"

Xin Dian turned a blind eye to the killing intent in his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Threats are useless against Dao Xu. Chen Qisheng, have you even forgotten this?"

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. You can defeat it with troops, right? Yasha, let me borrow your imperial prison for use."

Chen Qisheng sneered and said: "Master Dao, I would like to see if your spiritual consciousness can break through the prison and find the location of Chongyang Palace in Huangliang Jiuyou!"

Panic finally appeared in Xin Dian's eyes. He raised his neck with all his strength and stared at Chen Qisheng.

"I said, don't take me to prison."

"explain!"

"It's a dragon."

Phew!

The arm holding Xin Dian's bun was pressed down suddenly, and the flying sword passed through his neck.

"Master Dao, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Chen Qisheng put his hands into his sleeves again and stood up with an indifferent expression.