Black Book

Chapter 286: Why are you risking your life for just a few taels of silver a month?
Looking at this exaggerated effect, even Zhu Haomiao, with his temperament, couldn't help but be secretly amazed.

It is worthy of being the one who defeated the Eight-Nation Alliance and swallowed up the luck of the entire world to [Change Destiny against Heaven]!
The various cheats in the [Black Book] are already perverted enough, and now there are even more cheats, which is simply horrifying!
wrong!

With a solemn frown, Zhu Haomiao immediately corrected his wrong thoughts and recognized his true heart.

My strength is all due to my hard work and practice!

How can I use any external force? !
That's right!

I, Xiao Zhuzhu, am not cheating!
Zhu Haomiao let out a long sigh, feeling his mind clear and his thoughts enlightened. He couldn't help but smile.

[Black Book]: Dao Heart +6
"........."

I suspect you are playing tricks on me, but I have no evidence!

After glaring at the Black Book indignantly, Zhu Haomiao was about to leave when he suddenly heard fierce shouting and killing coming from the front yard.

Frowning, the young man hurriedly took steps and ran towards the front yard slowly but quickly.

However, in the [Pupation] state, his strength was greatly weakened. Just when he was struggling whether to give up the fourth level of [Stellar Furnace Body Tempering Technique] that was halfway through the transformation, the scene that appeared before him made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Two figures were fighting in the yard, and it was difficult to tell who was fighting. The flashes of swords and sabers were constantly appearing as they dodged and moved. The fierce energy could make people's skin hurt even from a long distance away.

There were a few constables lying on the ground, wailing and vomiting blood, but fortunately they did not seem to be in danger of their lives and were dragged away for treatment by their colleagues who rushed over.

Taking his eyes off his seriously injured subordinates, Zhu Haomiao stared at the strange figure in the center of the battlefield, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He was a thin middle-aged man, holding a three-foot-long sword, with a nimble figure and as swift as the wind.

The opponent who was beaten to a standstill by his fierce swordsmanship was Yan Yunsheng.

Seventh grade!

With just one glance, Zhu Haomiao recognized the enemy's level, and his brows couldn't help but knotted.

Why would a seventh-rank warrior come to kill me in broad daylight? !
Do you really think the Dazhen government office is a public toilet?
Feeling a little angry, Zhu Haomiao subconsciously wanted to release the seal on himself, but when he realized that Yan Yunsheng could still hold on, he suppressed the impulse.

The technique has already evolved halfway, it would be a pity to give up now...

Although he cannot defeat a seventh-rank warrior head-on in the [Pupation] state, it is still easy to contain the threat.

Taking a step forward, Zhu Haomiao reached into the leather bag at his waist, took out a specially made slender steel needle, clamped it on his fingertips, and slowly poured true Qi into it.

【Armor-piercing power, invincible】!
【Flying Energy·Falling Stars】!
[Accumulate explosive power and destroy mountains]!
As the true energy was infused, the middle-aged man who was locked in the boy's gaze felt as if a thorn was on his back. He keenly sensed the threat of death, as if an ice cone was pressed on the back of his head. He could vaguely feel the biting chill, which made his scalp numb.

The corner of the middle-aged man's eyes involuntarily drifted towards the outside of the battlefield. Opposite him, Yan Yunsheng noticed that the enemy was distracted and also noticed that Zhu Haomiao was there to support him. He suddenly became more confident and attacked aggressively without any scruples.

The positive pressure forced the man to shift his attention back, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

The enemy's swordsmanship is crude and his strength is not as good as mine. As long as he is given enough time, he will be killed within a hundred moves.

But now, there is a deadly threat staring at him from the side, and he has to devote at least half of his attention to vigilance and be ready to change his tactics at any time.

As a result, while one side was in high spirits and fought more and more smoothly, the other side was timid and worried. The situation on the battlefield began to reverse and Yan Yunsheng gradually gained the upper hand.

On the other side, after waiting for a long time without seeing the young man take action, the middle-aged man's annoyance was erupting like a volcano.

We are not afraid of the enemy laying siege on us, but we are afraid of the enemy preparing to attack and leaving us in suspense!
Sensing that the momentum brewing in the dark was becoming more and more fierce and terrifying, the man felt a sense of threat like a thorn in his throat and wanted to retreat. But at this moment, he was like a beast caught in a trap, being held in place by the threats from the front and the back, unable to move forward or retreat!

Wasn’t it agreed that there would only be a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp?

The intelligence department has screwed me again!!

Realizing that he couldn't delay any longer, the man gritted his teeth, risked being shot by a hidden arrow, and attacked Yan Yunsheng with all his might, ready to severely injure him or force him to retreat!

When a seventh-rank warrior attacked with all his might without any scruples, Yan Yunsheng was completely suppressed. In just a few breaths, he had more than a dozen sword marks on his body.

However, the intense pain and the terror between life and death stimulated Yan Yunsheng. A mysterious power bloomed from the depths of his soul, and spider-web-like bloodshot appeared on his eyeballs.

"Roar!"

With a powerful roar, the long sword in Yan Yunsheng's hand turned into a white silk thread and chopped the enemy's forehead.

Looking at this brutal blow that could lead to mutual destruction, the middle-aged man's pupils trembled and he was forced to put away his sword to block it.

when!
With one blow of his sword, Yan Yunsheng pushed the enemy back three steps. He took advantage of the situation and showed no mercy, like a tiger rushing down the mountain. The crude sword skills in his hands showed an unparalleled power.

The middle-aged man saw many flaws in the powerful sword technique, but he couldn't catch any of them.

Because Yan Yunsheng's crazy and life-threatening attack forced him to defend, and any attack would mean mutual destruction!

Horse riding!
Just a few taels of silver a month, why are you risking your life? !

Cursing madly in his heart, the middle-aged man no longer wanted to get involved in this mess, and made up his mind to withdraw after Yan Yunsheng was exhausted!
However, he did not wait until Yan Yunsheng's first burst of energy became weaker and weaker, and finally exhausted.

Instead, the bloodshot in Yan Yunsheng's eyes became thicker and thicker, his expression became more and more ferocious, his strength became stronger and stronger, and his sword strikes became more and more fierce!

Finally, the momentum accumulated to the extreme, Yan Yunsheng let out a carefree and crazy roar, and felt that the strength in his meridians was rushing out, and the bottleneck that was stuck in him was completely broken.

“Hahahaha! Take my knife!!”

when!
On the outskirts of the battlefield, seeing Yan Yunsheng laughing wildly and chopping the enemy with a single blow, causing him to spit blood, Zhu Haomiao widened his eyes in amazement, feeling a familiar supernatural power.

【anger】!
At the same time, a mysterious and subtle resonance emerged deep in his soul.

The inheritance connection between fate and divinity condensed into a real thread, running through illusion and reality, connecting to the top of the pyramid deep in Zhu Haomiao's sea of ​​consciousness, and turning into a tiny and fragile thread of faith!

But just as Zhu Haomiao was shocked by Yan Yunsheng's sudden change, the situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed.

The middle-aged man who was spitting blood after being hit by a knife narrowed his eyes, activated his secret method, and poured all his true energy into the sword in his hand without reservation.

In an instant, a dazzling light bloomed on the battlefield, and the almost materialized sword energy condensed instantly.

"Yellow Springs Guide!"

With a faint murmur, the middle-aged man combined his body with the sword and transformed into a stream of light that shot towards Yan Yunsheng.

Before the attack reached his body, the indestructible condensed sword intent had already locked onto his brows, and Yan Yunsheng's pupils shrank sharply.

(End of this chapter)