Fantasy Realization System

The Vector Matrix slammed into Leng Jian's body, his upper body windbreaker ruptured, but he didn't even frown, and the hidden thunder sword pierced Bruce's skin forward.

Bruce looked incredulous, this Chinese man did not turn away! The power of the vector matrix is ​​enough to destroy a building, but now it only blows up a man's shirt into rags. He was not injured in any way!

Bruce couldn't accept the facts in front of him, but the cold pain in his chest quickly regained his senses. His heart beat, transporting energy, stuck the hidden thunder sword in the cold room, and quickly pulled back!

His heartbeat increased rapidly, and if his reaction had been slow for a second, the dagger would definitely pierce his heart.

Seeing a tinge of red from Bruce's chest, how could he let go of such a great opportunity in the cold room, his figure flashed and came to Bruce's side and punched him.

"Snapped!"

Bruce moved the energy to block, but unexpectedly Lengjian's fist was as powerful as an ox. The terrifying force ignored his energy defense and shook his hand bones.

"Boom! Boom!"

With two muffled noises, Leng Jian blasted out two punches without using any aura at all, making a purely physical attack on Bruce.

Bruce endured the pain, blocked Lengjian's two punches with his arm again, stomped back with his right foot, and instantly pulled away.

He didn't expect that Leng Jian would adopt this primitive method to restrain his ability. Giving up the use of energy is equivalent to giving up the greatest advantage. He believes that relying on vector control, he can definitely tear this cold Chinese man to pieces.

"Vector shock!"

Bruce stood high in the sky, making a pistol gesture with his right hand, and shook it at the cold room.

Three arrows composed entirely of energy shot towards Lengjian, with an explosive sound that shook people's tinnitus and eyes.

Coldly adjusting his breathing, his eyes fixed on Bruce in front of him, his legs crossed, and he ran out in a cheetah sprinting posture.

fast! The figure that was so fast that it could not be captured visually, met the three energy arrows, a flash of cold light passed, and the terrifying energy was instantly smashed, the figure continued to move forward, and an elbow hit Bruce's chest with a face of shock. !

"How... how could it..."

Bruce flew backwards, and he didn't know when there was a short sword that was three feet deep on his chest. When he was breathless, he wilted and his vitality was quickly lost.

Standing in the position where Bruce flew out from the cold room, he stretched out his hand, the thunder light flashed on the hidden thunder sword, and Bruce who was flying in the sky directly turned into black ashes!

Since the vector can counteract any tangible attack, it does not use energy and relies on pure physical power.

Even if he didn't use aura in the cold room, his physical strength was still at the level of nine levels of Qi refining. A ninth-level cultivator of Qi refining, his physical ability has long exceeded the limit of human beings, if he wants to deal with S-level abilities like Bruce, he can be defeated by physical skills.

Seeing Bruce turned into flying ash under the cold attack, the faces of all the American soldiers turned pale, the soles of their feet couldn't help but a chill rose, their bodies stagnated.

The Hidden Thunder Sword that flew back from Leng Ji fell to the other side of the Huaxia border. He walked in front of Zhou Ming and Chu Xinran, scanned the devastated battlefield, and said with a smile: "This time there are seniors and friends from Dao Shen and Chu. Up."

"It's okay. Next, I might have to go to the U.S. first. If I encounter some bugs on the road, I will help you solve it. In this situation, I can't let her stay in U.S. again."

Zhou Ming saw that many American soldiers had consciously put down their weapons and shook their heads.

Coldly nodded. From the intelligence point of view, Lance and Bruce are the strongest Americans in this raid on China. Now they are all killed on the main battlefield of this frontal war, and the remaining capable persons raided from other borders. , It is impossible to set off another big storm.

"Xin Ran will follow you on the task, she has only cultivated soon, and she still needs to go through some tempering."

Zhou Ming touched Chu Xinran's head and said to Leng Jian.

"Don't worry, master, I will definitely follow the director to protect my family and the country."

Chu Xinran clenched his fists, raised his chin and made a cheering movement.

This was also what Zhou Ming and Chu Xinran had said in advance, because it was too dangerous outside of Huaxia, and Chu Xinran only embarked on the road of cultivation, and it will take some time to grow.

Although Huaxia now has Chu Ge everywhere, but there is cold protection, he naturally doesn't have to worry about anything, besides, this is a good opportunity to exercise Chu Xinran.

He responded coldly and said to Zhou Ming: "Senior Shen, the master has already explained the situation of Senior Shen to the Cultivation Alliance in the name of the Kunlun School. I hope Senior Shen will not blame it."

Zhou Ming waved his hand, "No, if those people want to trouble me and let them come, you Kunlun faction don't have to act as good old people, so as not to be caught in the middle, it is difficult to be a person."

He knew that Qiu Lu was doing this to help him block the incident. From Leng Jian's mouth, he already understood what kind of power the cultivation world's cultivation alliance is.

In his opinion, these guys who claim to maintain the order of the cultivation world are just a group of idle guardians. The cultivation world has respected strength since ancient times, and there has never been a saying of love and peace.

"Senior Shen's words, I will tell them."

Coldly gave Zhou Ming a fist respectfully.

Shen Yue's disposition made him admire. Change to another monk, now I'm afraid that someone will take care of it.

The Cultivation Alliance is regarded as the largest power in the cultivation world, and the eight major sects must respect it. Shen Yue can still be so calm after knowing the existence of the Cultivation Alliance. Even the leaders of the major sects can't match it.

Zhou Ming saw that many soldiers from the China side ran towards this side neatly, smiled at Chu Xinran, turned and rushed to the sky, turning into a dark night stream, disappearing.

After Zhou Ming left, Leng Jian looked at the U.S. soldiers who had surrendered, turned around, and said to Chu Xinran with a serious face: "Chu Xinran, the seventh group member, organize his military posture and welcome our army!"

"Yes! Director!"

Chu Xinran smiled, stood up straight, gave a military salute to Leng Jian, took a deep breath, and faced the sergeants ahead...

Above the night sky, Zhou Ming flew with his feet on the Demon Absolute Sword, and the harsh cold wind kept blowing from his side, but he could not feel a trace of chill.

"China China, the mountains and rivers remain the same."

Zhou Ming looked down at the scenery below and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

The darkness at night could not hinder his vision. At this time, the scene of China and the earth in his eyes was as beautiful and magnificent as the day.

Thousands of years have passed, although science and technology have destroyed most of the natural environment on the earth, this picture scroll is still a treasure of mountains and rivers, and it has a beautiful spirit and a glimmer of ancient times.

Zhou Ming went to the United States this time and decided to find a secluded place to restore his original body appearance. Going to the United States with Shen Yue's face may cause many disasters.

Especially after the Huami Border War, his current appearance, I don't know how many secret forces in the United States will look at him.

Zhou Ming's spiritual consciousness moved and landed on a scenic mountain belt near Lincheng. He stepped into the mountains silently and never awakened any creatures.

The worms in the ears converge, forming a quiet nocturne.

Zhou Ming was walking in a dry forest, and a silhouette of people walked past. He came to the edge of a cliff with a waterfall, and raised his hand to make several seals on the cliff with dense vines.

"Wow!"

A touch of silence broke open, the Feiquan under the cliffs surging up, and the waterfalls in the mountains sparsely splashed, seeming to welcome people who have returned to their hometown.

On the wet rock wall of the cliff opened a hole as high as two people, and strands of aura transformed into a dragon and a phoenix, staggered out, held up Zhou Ming on the cliff, and sent him into the cave.

Walking in this bright and spotless cave, Zhou Ming couldn't help but shook his head secretly. His previous life was really a person who was keen on elegance and romance, and he was ready for the ceremony to welcome the master's return.

This cave was used by Chen Ziwen for repairs when he returned to the earth. He was alone at the time. The repair of this cave was also a temporary intention, just to leave a memorial on his home planet.

Unexpectedly, after many years, he once again returned to this cave mansion for souvenirs.

The layout of the cave is very simple, a stone table and a piece of agarwood futon. The surrounding walls are inlaid with many luminous jade brought from the spirit world, and the soft light reflects this small space brightly.

Zhou Ming raised his hand and brushed the regular stone wall in the cave, his fingers lightly touched the eighty-first piece of Yeming jade arranged in a Zhoutian star pattern.

"Crack!"

A gap was opened in the middle of the stone table, a white beam of light rose, and a translucent jade box rose slowly.

Before Zhou Ming walked to the stone table, he took the jade box with both hands.

Open the top of the jade box, and a pure white jade flute lies inside.

"Finally, we met again, old friend."

Zhou Ming picked up the jade flute and slowly stroked the body of the flute with his fingers. A burst of colorful auras flowed faintly, as if there were many unspeakable emotions hidden in it.

"The morning light of the jade flute is shining, but it is dusty for thousands of years."

Zhou Ming held the jade flute in his hand, the upper head was slightly hanging, and his face was covered with blue silk.

The long-distance picture emerges again.

In the warm sun in the evening, the long swords are leaning on each other, and the figure is obliquely long before the grave falls.

"My name is Luo Xi, and you and I met in the funeral burial mound. If this is the case, it is predestined. You can call me Xier."

"Chen Ziwen, I am a sword repairman."

"Sword repair?"

"Yes, Jian Xiu."

"No love, no Dao couple, two-sleeved breeze, is it for sword repair?"

"Hahaha! Swordsmanship is pure and pure, so you can't help yourself."

"Then I can be your confidante?"

"No, you and I are in harmony with each other, and you can't end well."

"It's okay."

...

"Dragon and Phoenix reversed."

Zhou Ming quietly dispelled the picture in his mind, sitting on the futon, muttering a word in his heart, and fell asleep.

What happened back then has been fulfilled, and he and Luo Xi will not end well in the end.

In this life, what should be...

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