Cyber Daming

A quarter of an hour before the gunfire rang out, it was in a hotel in the northwest of the east district of Inuyama City.

Luo Cheng leaned against the open window with one hand, and the slightly biting night wind swept through his scattered hair at the temples, making the gauze curtains next to him sway.

On the relatively busy street outside the store, it was very strange that no pedestrians could be seen at this moment. The charming tones emitted by the signboard lights sweep across the empty streets, creating a paradoxical atmosphere.

But in Luo Cheng's ears, there were waves of faint human voices constantly ringing out.

"Who are they and what do they want to do?"

"Silence!"

"Shut up if you don't want to die!"

"Why?"

"Didn't you see the tags on their waists?"

"Jinjin Yiwei?!"

Conversations like this were clearly heard in Luo Cheng's ears.

"It seems that your 100-year-old man takes you very seriously. He actually sent people to search for you throughout the city."

Luo Cheng turned back to look at the figure nailed to the wall with the talisman, grinning with a pair of white teeth.

"But I'm a little curious. How did they find out so quickly that something happened to you and be so sure that I'm still in the South District? Is there anything else on you that can convey news?"

There was silence in the narrow room, which was no more than two or three feet across, with no one responding at all.

There were only some rustling sounds, like the weird sound of crawling insects.

Xie Bi'an's eyes were closed tightly, and the carved talisman hanging in the center of his face had been pressed between the tips of his nose, only an inch away from covering his face.

Another talisman was pressed against Xie Bian's bare chest, with densely packed small metal needles protruding from the edge. They were constantly pierced and pulled out on his chest, like embroidery, in a repetitive cycle.

The two red words "Yellow Turban" have been mostly formed, and the stitches are fine, leaving only a few corners and tails that have not yet been embroidered.

"The refining is not finished yet, I know you can hear me. Just waiting for death with your head down like this is not like your Xie Bian style."

Luo Cheng smiled and said, "Didn't you scold me very happily just now? Why don't you even have the courage to speak now?"

"You bastard, I will chop you up sooner or later!"

Xie Bi'an's closed eyes slowly opened, and his vision was blocked by the talisman, so that he could not see the other party's figure at all, but it did not prevent the hatred that seemed to be real from his eyes.

"Okay, after you become the Yellow Turban Warrior, if you still have the thought of killing me, I can personally hand you the knife."

"You won't survive that time, and you will definitely die worse than me!"

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to threaten a Dao Xu who can defeat you with such words?"

Luo Cheng smiled nonchalantly, "And do you think your colleagues are capable of killing me?"

Xie Bian sneered: "If you are really not afraid, why start with me?"

"Your Lord Baihu killed eight of my junior brothers. Although they are all a bunch of worthless trash, they are also the trash of Ge Zao Mountain. The life of a lone martial artist who was treated as a test subject cannot be worth it. . Moreover, even those underworld gangs in the secular world who lend money have to collect interest first and then recover the principal."

Luo Cheng flicked his fingers and said calmly: "So the debt between you and me must be settled in one go."

"A coward is a coward, don't give yourself so many excuses. You can even kill a fucking woman, me"

Xie Bi'an's high-pitched tone suddenly weakened. The severe pain made his body twitch uncontrollably. His dilated pupils looked at his chest. The words that pierced the flesh and blood had clearly completed the final finishing touches. The talisman attached to his chest The brilliance dimmed and fell to the ground with a thud.

Luo Cheng walked up to Xie Bian, raised his hand and tapped the spiritual seal that had almost covered Xie Bian's face.

"Now your body is no longer yours, and when this talisman falls, your head will no longer be yours. From now on, you will be living in a state of confusion, being my puppet warrior, and maybe one day you will be beaten into a ball with a bang. mud."

"But don't worry, the good thing about the Yellow Turban Warrior is that even if the body dies, the soul can still live. You can live forever in my cave with me as my master."

Xie Bian didn't say a word, and there was bright red blood flowing down from the corner of his covered mouth.

"Looking at you, you don't seem to be willing to accept it? That's right. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to accept it either."

Luo Cheng moved a chair and sat across from Xie Bi'an, "I finally managed to get rid of the ghost king Da who had no future at all. When a new hundred households came in who were relatively capable, it looked like one of them would be able to ascend to heaven in no time. On a good day, you might even be able to earn a position as a 100-year-old householder, and you will truly experience the addiction of traveling through the night with a handful of brocade clothes. Suddenly everything came to nothing and you even lost your life. This is hard for anyone to accept."

Xie Bian's body had stopped convulsing, and his clenched fists slowly opened and rested against his legs.

Luo Cheng estimated that the heat was almost over, and suddenly changed the topic: "However, the refining of the Yellow Turban Warriors is not irreversible. As long as you are willing to help me, I can let you go. Even after I kill all the hundred households in Inuyama City , I can also send you back to the empire."

"If I remember correctly, your hometown is in Tielingwei, Liaodong, right? That's not the territory of Ruxu. You don't have to worry about the New Donglin Party coming to settle accounts with you. If you want to change your family, Gezao Mountain can accommodate you. Get off you."

"It's better to die than live."

Luo Cheng's body leaned forward slightly, "How about it, think about it?"

Xie Bi'an didn't respond. He stood upright against the wall, as if he had become an unconscious yellow turban warrior.

"Benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust, the infiltration and pollution of Confucianism are indeed powerful. Even your names have fallen into the trap of these shackles."

Luo Cheng, who had said a lot of words, was also a little uninterested. He clapped his hands on his thighs and stood up, "Okay, since you want to kill yourself so much, then I will help you."

The moment he finished speaking, Luo Cheng stretched out a finger to poke the carved talisman and pushed gently.

Like a hot iron falling into the snow, the talisman sank deeply into Xie Bi'an's face, becoming one with his flesh and blood.

Xie Bian's head moved back and hit the wall with a muffled sound.

Boom. Boom.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Luo Cheng turned his head to look expressionlessly. A talisman flew out of his sleeve and was sacrificed under the ceiling. Then he and Xie Bi'an mysteriously disappeared into the room.

Talisman seals that can hide one's form are not unique to the Yongle Palace family.

The door opened a crack silently, and a charming face peeked in. The person who came was none other than Concubine Yuan Ming.

Concubine Yuan Ming casually glanced at the empty room, her eyes lingered on the open window for a moment, then turned around and exited.

The moment the door closed and locked, the glass on the window and the window lattice suddenly exploded. Almost at the same time, a purple sword appeared out of nowhere in the empty room.

The blade of the sword faced forward, slashing down.

clang!

The flying sword 'Piercing the Star' was like a drunkard, swaying in the air, and a wrinkled and twisted bullet lay quietly on the floor.

boom!

A violent gunshot came belatedly at this time.

Luo Cheng's figure jumped out, looking through the window that had been torn into holes, looking at the tall building opposite.

"The nose is quite sharp."

In the vague smell of gunpowder smoke, he clearly saw a scarlet one-eye.

"The response is pretty quick."

Behind a ferocious huge sniper rifle, Lord Ma cursed in a low voice, pulled the bolt with his finger, and a bullet casing wrapped in smoke flew out and passed by his helmet.

Before Lord Ma could pull the trigger again, a coquettish purple light suddenly flashed through the scope.

"Oops."

Suddenly, a black shadow broke into Lord Ma's sight in an extremely arrogant manner, and collided hard with the flying sword that shot towards him.

Clang!

Chuanxing was smashed and flew back along the road. Li Jun was like an angry falcon, directly knocking down the wall in front of him.

The falling masonry roared like rain and fell onto the street, smashing into balls of dust.

In the hotel room filled with dust and smoke, Zhihu pressed the sword against the blade, creating a frightening arc, as if the sword could break and kill anyone at any time.

"It seems I still underestimate you."

Behind the trembling sword, Luo Cheng's eyes showed no signs of wavering, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I would like to ask, how did you find me? Bai Yujing, or Qin Tianjian?"

Li Jun ignored him at all, and his eyes fell directly on Xie Bian next to him.

Fu Zhuan covered his face, and blood words stabbed his chest. This scene made Li Jun's heartbeat suddenly stop.

"Loyalty? This was the first emotion I stripped away back then. Compassion does not control soldiers, kindness does not serve as officials. You Wu Xu are obsessed with this, and you are destined to become Dao Xu's defeated general!"

In the joking voice, dense golden threads suddenly wrapped around the purple flying sword that was suppressed by Zhihu. The curved sword body suddenly straightened, and a huge repulsive force surged back from the fist edge to Li Jun's body.

Click.

Amidst the subtle cracking sound, a crack spread on the finger tiger, followed by a childish muffled sound.

"A sixth-grade ink armor dares to block the edge of my flying sword?!"

Li Jun made a quick decision and stepped sideways to get out of the way of the golden sword blade.

Before he could stand still, a familiar figure suddenly flashed past the corner of his eye.

Li Jun felt a chill in his heart, and a slight stinging pain surged from his waist and eyes.

That's an instinctive warning sign!

boom!

An activated fire seal exploded behind Li Jun, and blazing flames swept through the entire room, completely engulfing his figure.

In the billowing black smoke, the figure that sneaked up on him was pushed out of the room from the broken wall by the heat wave, and fell from the height to the cold street.

Zheng!

The black sword shadow flew from the ground and circled around Xie Bian's limbs at extremely fast speeds.

Phew!

"ah!!!"

Like the roar of a wild beast, all Xie Bian's limbs were cut off, blood surged from the fractures, and the exposed bones were filled with traces the size of a fly's head.

Concubine Yuan Ming's figure was as strong as a leopard's. She jumped up, hugged Xie Bi'an's body and landed firmly on the ground.

Buzz.

The power of the Huangliang Buddhist Kingdom placed in Concubine Yuan Ming's body soared, and the five fingers of her right hand clasped Xie Bian's head in a posture like an initiation.

A pair of phoenix eyes were full of evil energy, and a pair of golden swastikas emerged from the depths of the maroon pupils.

"I can only cut off the link between them for a quarter of an hour, quick!"

At the same time, Chen Qisheng put his right hands together like a sword, aimed at the edge of the talisman on Xie Bian's face, and thrust it into it.

The sword finger was like a crowbar, forcefully prying up a corner of the talisman that had been immersed in flesh and blood.

Through this gap, one can see a large area of ​​sticky blood, as well as nerve bundles extending from the seal body and piercing into the depths of the skull from Xie Bian.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Xie Bian's severed limbs kept swinging, and the gushing blood quickly dyed Concubine Yuan Ming's clothes red.

But neither she nor Chen Qisheng, who was trying to detach the talisman, had any extra thoughts to pay attention to the continuous screams in his ears.

Click.

A big hand came across, grabbed Xie Bian's chin and pulled it down, directly removing his chin.

"Xiaobai, what are you crying about? It's just a small wound. Don't embarrass me and me."

Fan Wujiu took a can of hemostatic spray and carefully sprayed it on the wounds on Xie Bian's limbs. After seeing that the bleeding finally stopped, he said to Chen Qisheng and Yuan Mingfei: "You two, Xiaobai will be left to you."

He lowered his head and patted Xie Bian's side face, "Wait, I will help you kill that turtle son!"

Fan Wu Jiu grabbed the fire dragon water at his feet with his blood-stained palms, raised his head and pulled himself out, and the sound of dense footsteps around him sounded like a tide.

Yaksha, killing ghosts, painted skin.

The muzzle was like a forest, pointing angrily at the figure flying in the air with a sword above his head.

boom! boom! boom!

Bullets rained down, and cannon fire roared into the sky.

But such tyrannical firepower was completely blocked by a golden seal swallow-tailed shield.

This scene made Fan Wujiu's eyes tear up, but he was helpless. A deep sense of powerlessness spread in the hearts of Inuyama City Kinyiwei.

"You must not stay away from him. Once he reconnects with me, even Bai Yujing's angels will not be able to save him."

Luo Cheng crossed his legs and flew on the sword, his expression was lazy, but his eyes looking down at the crowd were filled with indifference.

He chose to attack Xie Bian first, not on a whim, but after careful consideration.

As the general banner of the Second Division, Xie Bi'an knew the situation of the entire hundred households in Inushan City. If he risked his life and surrendered to him, lurking back to the household, he would help him kill Li Jun, Chen Qisheng and others one by one.

If he doesn't cooperate, he can turn him into a yellow scarf warrior, just like he is now, serving as a weapon for him to contain everyone in Inuyama City.

Apart from Baihu Yanjun, the only other threats to him in the entire Inushan City are Chen Qisheng, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, and Yuan Mingfei, the Buddhist traitor.

As for the others, they are not worth mentioning at all.

"Gods have to use their brains, Luo Tian and his group are really stupid."

On the ground, Chen Qisheng suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily at the sea of ​​burning fire: "Old Li, kill him within a quarter of an hour. Xiaobai can still be saved!"

"Kill me? Do you have the ability?"

Luo Cheng looked proudly, looking down at the thick smoke billowing below, with a tall figure looming in it.

"The entire Daoxu Dongtian thought that I had already reached Dao Four, but in fact I am still on Dao Five. What I mean by saying this is to tell you that in this world, you are not the only ones in Wu Xu who can beat!"

As soon as Luo Cheng finished speaking, a pair of eyes filled with hot bandit flames jumped out from the thick smoke.

He wore a helmet and armor, his eyebrows were embellished with red eyes, and his hand had no finger, but it held a black straight knife wrapped with red flames.

The warrior wears armor and kills people at night!

"Are you done talking nonsense? I'm in a hurry."

Li Jun's body was like a taut bow, his feet were slightly bent, then straightened, soaring into the sky.

Eat dragon and tiger.

Bound flame.

The heavy building collapsed!

boom!

The swallow-tailed shield was like paper, exploding into fragments all over the sky.

The tail of the flying sword penetrated the star and spurted out an inch-long purple tail flame, stabbing Li Jun in the face, but was knocked away by a black straight knife.

Luo Cheng flew back on the wind seal, staring gloomily at the figure in front of him holding a sword wrapped in flames and clad in armor and volleying in the air.

In a daze, he actually had the illusion that he was still fighting the arrogant Huang Shire in the dream created by Akechi Haruhide.

Even the feeling of pressure hitting you head-on at this moment is even worse!

"Is this the solitary Wuwu?! Come on!"

Luo Cheng laughed loudly, the bun on his head exploded into pieces, and a wave of seal writing rose up behind him!