Cyber Daming

Edo Castle, Senhusho.

"Sir, there is news from the Qintian Prison that they have captured many suspected brains in the Kansai area and briefly accessed a certain Huangliang Dreamland. After our screening and comparison, we have determined that they are all the men of King Honghu and Ping'an. .”

The thin old man raised his head and stared at the huge map that occupied the entire wall in front of him. The location of Osaka Castle was marked, and he was surrounded by large red dots that suddenly appeared.

"Heima Sugawara is a tough guy who never pulls anything off. He treats his useless subordinates as if they were treasures. He is afraid that we will catch him and exchange them for merit points. How could he suddenly be so generous this time and let so many people out?"

Su Ce slowly turned around and looked at the person standing behind him with a slight frown.

"Old ghost, what do you think he wants to do this time?"

He has a round face, ordinary appearance, and a slightly bloated figure. He doesn't have any outstanding temperament. He even feels inexplicably happy after looking at him for a long time.

Such an ordinary middle-aged man is wearing a flying fish suit embroidered with four 'python-like flying fish' that can only be worn by Qianhu level Jinyiwei.

Surprisingly, it was none other than the former Inuyama City Hundred Households, the Ghost King Da!

"The situation is indeed very abnormal. Sugawara Heizhen has always advocated the 'elite strategy', and the people under his command are more valuable than more valuable, which is completely different from the 'King of Kamakura' who likes to win with numbers. Even if he wants to attack a big city , and they won’t send out so many manpower.”

Ghost King Da said solemnly: "And they don't know that the Qintian Prison is monitoring Huangliang Dreamland. To expose it so proactively is more like planning an attack than..."

"He's inviting me into a urn."

Su Ce flicked his wrist and held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth. "Is he so confident that I will give him this face and end it myself?"

Ghost King Da didn't answer aloud, and obviously couldn't figure out why the other party did this.

Su Ce pondered for a moment, then looked back at the map behind him, and slowly exhaled a puff of thick smoke.

"Are there any special developments in Osaka Castle recently?"

"No special action, but he did something stupid."

Ghost King Da looked scornful, "That idiot Yu Canghai actually ordered martial law throughout the city and checked everyone entering and leaving one by one. After all his troubles, the Osaka Castle Hundred Household Office may not be able to complete the cleanup target this time."

"He is just a piece of bait used for fishing. Sooner or later he will switch sides. Whether he can complete the target is irrelevant."

Su Ce chuckled lightly, and poked Osaka Castle surrounded by red dots on the map with his cigarette-holding finger, "But I really didn't expect that he could actually catch a big fish like Sugawara Heima, which makes me a little bit... I can’t bear to kill him.”

Before he finished speaking, Su Ce seemed to have thought of something. The smile on his face suddenly froze, and his eyes collided with Ghost King Da's.

The latter's expression also changed suddenly. He suddenly turned the Impermanence Book ring between his fingers and quickly dialed a communication message.

While waiting for the connection to be connected, Su Ce had already smoked the cigarette to the end. He held the butt of the cigarette with some embers remaining between his fingers and inserted another cigarette for himself.

"Don't fucking sensationalize me here. What does it mean to be resurrected from the dead? I have never died!"

Ghost Wangda lowered his head and glared at his toes, and asked in a hurried tone: "Xie Bian, tell me the truth, where is Li Jun now?! Why is there no response to his Ring of Impermanence Book?"

"In Inuyama? Damn you, if you keep hiding it from him, I will transfer you back to the empire, so that you will never see those ambiguous people again."

I don’t know how Xie Bi’an on the other end of the transmission clapped his chest and reassured him. The anxious look on Ghost Wangda’s face softened slightly, and he looked at Su Ce and said tentatively: “He is in Inuyama, and the changes in Osaka Castle should have nothing to do with him.”

"If it has nothing to do with him, that's hell."

Su Ce blew out two smoke dragons from his nose, flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt in his hand hit the floor, exploding into a cloud of fire.

"Inform the horned dragons of Himeji Castle and the wild elders of Shiga Castle, and ask them to take all the people in the house and rush to Osaka Castle to eliminate the swans immediately."

Su Ce strode towards the door, with Ghost Wangda following quickly behind him.

"Let Master Chi quickly log me off from the Huangliang Desire Realm. This old guy has rested for so long, it's time to let him move around."

Su Ce cursed, "Li Jun, this little bastard, has such a fucking big brain, why can't he wait until I finish catching the fish before he does it? It's better now, I'll be a fucking fish first!"

Ghost King Tatsu said with a worried look on his face: "Sir, the distance from Edo to Osaka is not close. Is it possible to make it in time?"

"It depends on how long Li Jun can hold on."

Su Ce kept walking, but his words were filled with coldness.

Ghost King Da slowed down as he walked forward, the corners of his mouth suddenly tightened, and his hands subconsciously clasped his fingers into fists.

Suddenly, he remembered something someone once said about Su Ce.

A thin tiger and a lone wolf, eating themselves and others.

In this moment of confusion, the thin figure had already walked away.

In the southern district of Osaka, on top of a towering building.

"Senior Brother Fuhe, do you think Yu Canghai will cooperate with us sincerely?"

The young man in red robe who spoke was sitting on an owl-snouted beast, his legs hanging in the night wind, swaying from side to side, not caring that he was hundreds of feet high in the sky.

A red flying sword as short as an arm hovered above his head. Heat waves rolled in, burning the falling snow into white smoke.

"I heard that this man has a history of rebelliousness. If he becomes interested in stabbing us in the future, wouldn't we be asking for trouble by wooing him now?"

"It doesn't matter whether he is rebellious or not. I'm just worried that he will be suppressed by Su Ce and not be greedy again."

The person who replied was wearing a blue Taoist robe. Except for his face, his exposed body was not wrapped in bionic skin, and his body glowing with cold light was directly exposed to the air.

Earrings shaped like thin bronze sheets hang from the left and right earlobes, with golden Dao patterns intertwined into the word "Yongle".

"An old Wu Xu who doesn't even dare to stay in the empire anymore and comes to such a small place to become king and dominate, what is there to be afraid of?"

The young man in red robe looked disdainful, "I don't know what the old men were thinking, but they didn't take him back and make him into a Yellow Turban Warrior. What a good material."

"Huozao!"

The Taoist priest named Fuhe gave a soft drink, pointed to the dark night above his head, and said in a deep voice: "Don't presume on your intentions."

The young man shrank his head, casually formed a Yin-Yang seal with his hands, and raised his hands toward the sky without any respect.

"I don't know how Qingfu's talk is going. I've been living in the open these past few days, and it's really frustrating for me."

Huozao, who had been scolded just now, couldn't calm down at all. He held his chin with one hand and pinched the other hand into sword fingers, commanding the flaming red flying sword to rush into the sky and disturb the wind and snow.

Fuhe said calmly: "Don't be impatient. Yu Canghai has no way of rejecting the conditions we have offered this time. It is only a matter of time before we agree to cooperate."

"That's good."

Huozao blinked, and two carved talismans suddenly flew out of his robe, placed them under his feet, and dragged his body into the air.

"You just said you were worried that Yu Canghai would be scared out of his wits and would not dare to do anything behind the old man's back again. Then do you think he would set up a trap to ambush Qingfu this time and take his head back to claim credit?"

"Acting for credit? Who dares to take credit for the murder of my Yongle Palace?"

Although there was no obvious fluctuation in Fu He's tone, a sense of pride arose spontaneously.

"Furthermore, Qingji is the swordsman who took Wu Xu's body, and he is not someone who can be provoked by an empty-shell figure like Yu Canghai. Now I just hope that Qingji can restrain his temper and not kill Yu Canghai on impulse."

"So, senior brother, you should let me talk. At least I won't kill anyone. At most, I'll beat that Yu Canghai into trash."

Huozao folded his hands on his head and lay horizontally in the air.

boom!

There was a loud noise coming from a distance, and a dazzling fire flashed in the darkness.

"Has Qingfu's brain been contaminated by Wu Xu? Why did he actually get involved with others?!"

Huozao looked stunned, and was about to look back when he saw a flash of green leaping into the night and disappearing in an instant.

"Brother, wait for me!"

boom!

The boiling water stirred up waves that were ten feet high, and hit Yu Canghai with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke. However, they were directly blocked by the invisible waves emitted by the talisman he offered.

"Li Jun!"

Yu Canghai squeezed out a cold voice from his clenched teeth.

Although the fog filled his eyes, blocking his vision and making it difficult to see clearly, the oppressive feeling that made his body tremble and the killing intent that made his genes scream and scream all reminded Yu Canghai of the identity of the person coming from the sea.

Zheng!

Two black sharp blades tore through the mist, splitting the carved talisman above Yu Canghai's head into fragments all over the sky.

"Yu Canghai, do you still remember me, grandpa?!"

The white mist flowed through the black armor like running water, and Yu Canghai's heart felt cold as he looked at Yu Canghai with one eye as scarlet as blood.

Roar!

The roar of the dragon suddenly sounded, and a red line of fire flew towards him.

The armor on Lord Ma's feet spread out, and as the air flow surged, he suddenly jumped up. While twisting to get out of the way of the red dragon's attack, he put one foot on Yu Canghai's hastily crossed arm.

The flying sword that missed him circled around and stabbed Lord Ma again.

"Bastard thing!"

Lord Ma cursed angrily, swallowed his arms with sharp blades, and pulled out the big gun with an eye-catching shape from the spine behind him, and pointed the cold muzzle at the red sword body.

boom! boom! boom!

Deafening gunshots filled the entire manor, but the two men confronting them turned a deaf ear to it.

Qingfu raised his head and stared at the tall body in front of him, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you the one who practices martial arts alone?"

Li Jun squinted his eyes, "Any comments?"

"No objection, I'm just a little interested in your body." Qingfu licked his lips.

"I'm quite interested in you too."

Qingfu stared at Li Jun and raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

"I've never killed anyone with your style before!"

As soon as the words fell, the conflict suddenly broke out.

The two of them rushed forward almost at the same time, their swords colliding with each other, and the clanging sounds and dazzling flashes of fire undulated one after another.

The blade of Xiuchun's sword trembled slightly, and a stronger force emerged from the five fingers holding the sword, impacting forward along the blade.

The heavy sword wrapped in a faint golden light kept vibrating, and the general engraved on his arm frowned coldly, grabbing the sword and shaking his armor.

Chonglou, get up!

Dingjia Divine General!

clang!

The sudden sound of fighting drowned out the noisy gunfire, and the sound rushed far into the night sky.

Bah!

Wearing a Taoist martial arts pattern, his shirtless body slid backwards.

Qingfu's face was livid at the moment, and his eyes were filled with shock and uncertainty. A large amount of red blood gushed out from the torn tiger's mouth, making his palm feel slippery and he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.

Qinggui's lips moved slightly, but before any sound could be heard, a dull sound like drought thunder sounded in front of him.

Out of step!

Li Jun dragged the knife over, and the blade went straight to Qingji's face.

"Fire Seal!"

Qingfu finally recognized the gap in melee strength between himself and his opponent, and did not dare to continue to exaggerate.

The two Taoist martial gods Ding Hai and Jia Chen who had the seals carved behind them were like living creatures. They raised their hands and made a throwing motion. There was only a soft "click" sound, and the two miniature seals attached to the skin of the green clam flew out. !

boom!

The blazing flame ball had just expanded and before it had time to spread, it was directly hit by Li Jun with his body.

The hair on his head and face was slightly scorched, and the dancing fire spots on the corners of his clothes were extinguished by the swift cold wind. The exposed skin flashed a green-black color, as if it was wrapped in a simple armor.

Fuyuan Whale Armor!

The sword's power didn't stop, it was already in front of him.

Qingfu shouted angrily, clasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, blocking the huge blade that was coming fiercely, like slashing or smashing.

clang! clang! clang!

Li Jun rose and fell with one arm, and the long sword was heavier than the other.

The internal force inside the body is rising like a tidal wave, one level higher than the other.

The green clam was no longer able to fight back, and was retreating steadily, its hands a bloody mess. The god general behind him kept repeating the action of picking and throwing the seals, without daring to pause for a moment.

This elegant courtyard with an imperial Jiangnan style seemed to have been ravaged by a storm and was in a state of decay. Flowers, trees, and rockeries collapsed and fell, leaving only a mess.

boom!

The flames in Li Jun's eyes became more and more fiery, and the Xiuchun knife struck down with an overturning force.

Qingfu's face turned red. He grabbed the handle with his right hand and pressed the palm of his left hand against the blade of the sword. He held the sword horizontally with a very frustrating lifting motion.

boom!

Qingfu's legs trembled violently, his vision turned black, and the proud Sword Immortal's body was filled with blood.

The light of the divine generals on his left and right arms dimmed, and he had long since lost the majestic majesty he had shown in the beginning when he was slaying demons.

Ding Hai and Jia Chen, who were standing with their shoulder blades on their backs, were embarrassed and restrained their hands. The miniature talismans and seals around them had already been thrown away by them.

Qingji's Dingjia God General tattoo is said to be a tattoo, but it is more like an exquisite mechanical creation that is close to the skin and has multiple functions of storage, release, and defense.

It can't be said that it's not sophisticated, it can't be said that it's not advanced.

It's a pity that from the very beginning when he was hot-headed and chose to have a close encounter with Li Jun, a lone martial artist, he was destined to fail miserably.

Using one of your own specialties to collide with someone else's eating habits is nothing more than seeking your own death.

boom!

The Xiuchundao roared through the air, and the green clam was knocked to its knees with a thud. The long sword in his hand flew out and disappeared into the snow in the distance.

There was no unnecessary nonsense. Li Jun just raised his arms coldly and repeated the previous actions.

"Seven yuan, Pojun!"

The slumped Qinggui raised his head and roared, the veins on the side of his neck clearly visible.

On a whim, Li Jun turned sideways, raised the knife, and slashed behind him with a scoff.

puff!

The sharp edge penetrated the flesh, but the touch from the handle was hard and astringent, as if what was struck was not flesh and blood, but a piece of tough cowhide.

Li Jun's eyes swept across and he hit a scarlet talisman covering his face.

Behind him is a yellow scarf warrior! The figure is extremely burly, and he is no worse than himself who has entered the state of 'eating dragons and tigers'!

The Xiuchundao sank into his belly, and was tightly hugged by the opponent's arms.

Qingfu, who had saved his life, did not run away immediately. Instead, he strangled it with both hands and pointed to the sky, with a ferocious murderous intent on his face.

The Dingjia god on his shirtless body performs exactly the same movements, with a majestic and solemn expression.

"The five thunders are fierce, the officials of the Han Dynasty are powerful. The thunder is powerful, the mother of lightning is Wenying"

Familiar prayers reached his ears, and Prince Ma, who was dueling with Yu Canghai, suddenly turned around, the red light in his one eye beating endlessly.

"Old Li, kill him quickly, he's going to call a thunderbolt like this."

Two in one, entering a small climax, which is not easy to write. A little shorter today, bigger tomorrow!