My right eye is a god-level computer

"Boy, are you really capable?"

Zhang Mo rolled up his sleeves crazily, "But I, the Crazy Mo King, am known as the Right Crossing the Intestine, am not in vain!"

Liu Di raised his eyelids slightly, "My brother Liu, my younger brother's younger brother, is not a vain person."

"snort!"

"Get it right for me!"

Zhang Mo yelled loudly: "Nevertheless day and night, countless readers sat down to read the books and clapped their hands and applauded!"

Brother Liu stood up and said, "I would like to thank the author of Liu Anchuangming's scroll for his self-discipline in writing!"

Zhang Mo's body was beaten again, but it was still very neat!

Moreover, it seems to be a metaphor for some great story that is both evocative and evocative!

"Boy, pick it up again!"

Zhang Mo madly stepped on the table, "Is there a road leading from north to south?"

“Two little shops selling stuff!”

hiss

Zhang Mofeng rolled up his sleeves again, turned around and pointed at the heavy white fog behind him.

"Under the Great Smoky Mountains, Mo Kuang is guarding the city gate alone, no one can enter!"

"The powerful leaders of China are blocking our progress. Who can stop me?"

Yell?

Zhang Mo was stunned. This guy doesn't have to think about pairs now?

Mr. Song in the pavilion clearly understood Brother Liu's metaphor, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Zhang Mo slapped the table madly, "Then let me tell you about my Mo family!"

"My first couplet - although the bow is strong, the stone is harder and tougher!"

Liu Di curled his lips slightly, "The second line! The wood is horizontal, but it is easy to push with your hands, push horizontally!"

"Ah this!"

Zhang Mofeng's face turned red, he circled around his desk, raised his hand to pick up his brush, and suddenly frowned and shouted, "The little madman will definitely lose!"

Brother Liu said calmly: "It's too difficult for the mysterious Mohist family to win!"

I go?

Zhang Mo was a little anxious and blurted out to his opponent, "Throughout the ages, the powerful schools of the Mohist school are invincible in technology!"

Liu Di proudly said: "In today's era, Liu Di is invincible as a junior!"

I go!

Zhang Mo madly fell back and covered his chest.

Then his true colors reappeared, he picked up the ink and drank it in one gulp, "The anger is evil, the youth is full of arrogance!"

Brother Liu waved his hand, "If you are not talented, I will make you look for teeth everywhere!"

ah!

puff

Zhang Mo madly looked up to the sky and sprayed ink!

Everyone at the scene was completely stunned.

Mr. Song was holding a cup of tea in his hand, trembling slightly but never bringing it to his mouth.

Elder Fanxi looked horrified, I was so surprised!

No matter how tricky Zhang Mofeng came up with, Brother Liu almost didn't think about it and just opened his mouth!

Whether you use the terrain or rhyme with the first and last words, Brother Liu has cracked it one after another!

Moreover, Liu Di's dialogue is full of metaphors for reality. While Mr. Song is domineering, he also demonstrates his strong strength and incomparable confidence!

Sure enough, 3 minutes didn't pass.

Zhang Mo, one of the giants of Mohism, sprayed ink on the spot!

puff

Zhang Mofeng's character is just like his name, he is crazy and acts out the plot of the movie on the spot, constantly spraying ink!

Of course, he really couldn’t think of a pair!

"hehe"

"So interesting."

I could only hear a crisp laughter coming from behind the distant white mist.

This man was condescending, observing everything, hiding his figure from a distance.

Brother Liu also heard the laughter clearly and squinted his eyes to look into the distance.

Immediately, he turned around and said to Zhang Mofeng: "You are already a noodle guy, can I leave?"

Gulu!

Zhang Mofeng forced himself to swallow the ink in his mouth, "No! I can still come up with the absolute answer. Just wait, I will kill you!"

"My defeated general must be ignored this time."

After Brother Liu finished speaking, he stepped forward.

When he was about to enter the white mist, Liu Di suddenly felt his body slack.

The white mist is like gelatin, seemingly clear and light, but it can actually hinder a person's figure!

Brother Liu stretched out his hand to touch, and the moment he touched the white mist, he felt like he was touching a wall.

This made him feel amazing.

The demon boy jumped out, "This is no ordinary white mist. Although the density is small, the connections between water molecules are extremely solid. There should be gene users who can control the water element around."

I see.

Brother Liu nodded slowly.

At this time, Zhang Mo got up madly and laughed: "Haha, there is a white ink formation under your feet. Brother Liu, you can't leave. You stay and fight with me. I tell you, the formation is peerless. This There is no solution to the fog!”

But a trace of anger flashed across the face of Queen Oya behind her, "What's going on with your Mo family? You clearly lost the competition, but you don't let anyone move forward?"

Zheng!

As soon as Queen Oya finished speaking, a dazzling golden light flashed behind her!

A golden sword appeared out of thin air in her hand!

The sharp edge is dazzling, and the tip of the knife is pointed at the ground!

She glared at the white mist in front of her eyes!

Mr. Song was shocked when he saw this scene.

The same goes for Master Mo Feng!

If you lose, let people go, you have to rely on it. Now the Queen of the Golden Kingdom is going to take action. If the situation becomes chaotic, won't it make it difficult for me, China, to be a human being in the middle?

And Brother Liu.

I just had my first glimpse of the door and got the magic weapon to suppress women - majesty.

Now I feel confident!

He said proudly: "Oya, this is a man's business, stay back!"

Oya's body froze!

I feel like I'm being swept away by invisible domineering power!

Say it.

Liu Di turned around gracefully, looked forward, flicked his arm, pointed diagonally at the ground, and with a clang, a long black sword appeared in his hand!

Zhang Mofeng pursed his lips, "Brother Liu, my mother-in-law's golden sword looks very majestic, but it can't cut through the white mist in front of me, let alone your pitch-black little sword!"

"Hahaha!"

Between heaven and earth, Brother Liu's heroic laughter rang out. He held a long sword in his hand and stood in front of the white fog. Among a group of Mohist disciples in ancient costumes, he had the demeanor of an ancient knight!

His laughter was full of pride and invisibility, which touched everyone and moved their hearts.

Between mountains and rivers, in the breeze.

Brother Liu's voice suddenly increased, "Haha, what kind of formation is peerless and the fog is unsolvable? Look at me breaking the sky with one sword!"

Then.

He stomped his feet and the ground shook!

Brother Liu's body suddenly rose from the ground!

The long sword in his hand began to tremble and ring inexplicably!

Suddenly.

The long sword in his hand grew longer in the wind, and the sword body rippled, and instantly pierced into the sky!

It was as if there was an extra black line between heaven and earth.

And at the end of this black line, it was the man in the air, whose clothes were blown by the strong wind and fluttered!

His slightly long hair fluttered in the air, and his right eye flashed purple!

Like a god.

Hundreds of Mohist disciples could no longer remain calm and looked up!

Mr. Song was inexplicably palpitating!

And Queen Oya opened her beautiful eyes. In the battle on Golden Island, Brother Liu only used a black smoke and did not show his own strength. What kind of terrifying existence is he?

I only heard Brother Liu say: "Mr. Song, Mohist, you said that I don't need to limit my strength, that's good, take my sword!"

The next moment.

There was a loud bang in the air, and the heat wave came!

I saw that the endless long sword in Brother Liu's hand suddenly ignited a blazing flame!

The flame turned from red to orange and then to white again.

White sharp fire, the highest temperature of the flame!

With a smile on his face that no one could understand, Brother Liu waved his arm and chopped it down with a sword!

The clouds in the sky were instantly disturbed!

The long sword burning with white flames, like a punishment from the gods in heaven, aimed at the center of the white mist and chopped it down on the head!

This terrifying momentum and the temperature that can roast people.

It was like the sky was pressing down on me, sweeping everything away and cutting everything off!

The airflow that hit me made Zhang Mo mad, his ink spilled on the ground, and the rice paper on the table was instantly rolled up into the sky and disappeared.

Mr. Song in the pavilion was blown so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and the teacups and tea sets on the table fell to the ground and shattered.

And Oya had to use his golden long sword to support the ground to stabilize his body.

Dang!

A sound of metal collision that resounded through the sky formed ripples, causing the white mist formation to roll continuously!

Swish!

The extremely high temperature of the sword body, as soon as it touched the white mist, instantly vaporized the moisture in it and dissipated it in the air!

The white mist formation was as solid as a rock.

But it couldn't withstand Liu Di's liquid metal and the blazing flames brought by the witch's DNA!

Boom!

The ground shook violently!

The white mist continued to evaporate, and there was even a burnt smell!

This sword was unparalleled!

Buzz!

Another tremor that could shatter everyone's ears came!

Everyone only felt that the overwhelming pressure and temperature disappeared in an instant!

The world returned to calm.

In panic, everyone opened their eyes that were dazzled by the wind and sand.

Suddenly shocked!

I saw that the white fog array several kilometers ahead was cut in half from the center!

A huge passage straight up was formed!

The true body of the winding Sanzhipo was also clearly revealed!

And the man in white.

He was already standing at the foot of Sanzhipo with his hands behind his back, looking up.

In front of him, the white fog rolled back.

The momentum, who else but me!