Chapter 334: Can I still let you bully me in my dream?
Woo——
The peach wood sword was sacrificed, and the snowy sky seemed to turn dark red. The crowd burst into sharp shouts, and then there was chaos.
On the pedestrian street, Zhao Duan was eating among the crowd. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sudden commotion in front of him.
"Killing!"
People fled in all directions like a tide. For a moment, Zhao Duan seemed to be trapped on a rock in the torrent. The men and women around him fled in fear, and he was the only one standing there.
He raised his head and looked out of the crowd, and finally saw the old Taoist priest walking towards this side with a mahogany sword and a ferocious look on his face.
"Tsk, are you finally here?" Zhao Duan smiled and walked against the flow of people, and the old Taoist priest who noticed him also stopped.
Between the towering commercial buildings, the suddenly empty streets were filled with patches of trampled snow and scattered garbage.
The world seemed to be quiet, perhaps because of the dream. When the two met, the fleeing people disappeared one by one.
All that is left is this quiet and prosperous world.
Snowflakes were flying and falling on the hair of Zhao Duan and the old Taoist priest.
"It's you."
The two said this sentence in unison.
The difference is that Zhao Duan has a calm demeanor, while the old Taoist priest is surprised and uncertain.
"Who are you?!" The next second, the bewitching national master roared almost hoarsely, raising the peach wood sword in his hand straight.
His cheeks were twitching, and his pupils were moving rapidly from side to side, always on guard against possible danger.
Ever since he appeared in front of the public, the image left by the Imperial Master has always been that of a mysterious, dangerous and powerful man with a smile that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
But at this moment, in Zhao Duan's eyes, the old Taoist priest had completely lost his bearing as a "national master" and looked a little crazy, like a lunatic who escaped from a lunatic asylum.
It's not that the Imperial Master is not calm enough, it's that this dream is too weird. When people witness things beyond their cognition, their emotions will inevitably fluctuate.
"You invaded my dream and asked me back?" Zhao Duan chuckled, threw the snack in his hand on the ground, put his hands in his pockets and smiled:
"I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon, Master National Preceptor."
He emphasized the pronunciation of the last title.
Therefore, this sentence has a mocking meaning.
Enchanted Imperial Master took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart. He realized that he had made a mistake, so he threw the sword away with cold eyes.
The peach wood sword circled around him and inserted itself back into the scabbard on his back.
"Pindao doesn't care what you are, but you are right, it was Pindao who invaded your dream."
The old Taoist priest seemed to be awakened. He rolled up his sleeves and regained his proper demeanor, with an evil smile reappearing on his face:
"I have to admit, you came earlier than I expected."
The psychological quality is very strong... Zhao Duan asked curiously: "Oh? Did you know I would come?"
The old Taoist priest seemed quite proud, his gray eyes flashing:
"Otherwise? Do you think that Pindao is trying to get close to you and talking to you during the day just to win over you?
Ha, maybe you thought you were not affected at that time, right? Do you think that if you kill the puppet controlled by Pindao, you will not be affected by the spell?
No, you are wrong. Pindao planted a seed in your heart at that time, and you will have a strong desire to actively leave other people behind to find me. "
He seemed to realize that he, the intruder, should not be afraid, and he spoke more fluently:
"Don't believe it? You might as well think back. Did your behavior this day become aggressive? Not cautious enough? Have you underestimated the enemy? Do you think you can restrain Pindao by relying on your inherited cultivation?"
Seeing Zhao Duan frowning, the old Taoist priest smiled more and more wildly:
"Haha, have you come to your senses? That's right. Do you think that all your actions are based on your true intentions? As everyone knows, your eagerness to find a poor person is just an amplified desire!
However, I am really surprised that you came so quickly. Pindao originally planned to deal with those enemies tonight, and then find a way to proactively release clues to lure you in... However, it seems that you are impatient. The earth came to seek death. "
Zhao Duan looked at him with strange eyes and said, "Are you still trying to seduce me at this moment?"
The old Taoist priest was startled and his expression changed: "How could that be?"
"No way?"
Maybe it's because of the soul of the traveler, or because the two parties are talking in a "soul" way at the moment.
It’s harder to hide what’s on your mind.
At this moment, Zhao Duan could easily understand the other party's intentions.
Including the other party's intentional release of "bewitching" power, everything was clearly reflected in his perception.
Zhao Duan smiled and said quietly:
"Don't you think this way of hiding fear is very blunt? I really can't tell whether I was really influenced by you by coming to see you rashly, but I am very sure that you are panicking now, because everything in front of you is beyond Your control.
Therefore, you still try to use words to make me uneasy, thereby trying to take the initiative in this dream. "
He sighed softly, looked up at the gently falling snowflakes in the sky, and said softly:
"You think that you are in control of the overall situation. Perhaps you are fully prepared to deal with the court's methods when you return this time.
For example, you control the puppet to drive and enchant, which is really a headache. In fact, you may even have the method to fight against the God of War, so you think you can defeat me. If you eat me, the popular person in front of His Majesty, you will You probably think this is revenge in the true sense...but..."
He raised his hand, caught a crystal snowflake, and let it melt into water in his palm.
He smiled and looked at Yao Dao, who had a gloomy face across from him, and said:
"But...it's hard to say who will eat whom."
The atmosphere between the two sides became tense. As Zhao Duan saw through it, the bewitched Imperial Master stopped talking nonsense. His ferocious face had red eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned black, and he said quietly:
"Okay, very good. When I eat you, I will know what you are. Haha, Master Dao will teach you today what it means to swallow dreams!"
As the words fell, the commercial buildings on both sides of the street suddenly began to sway, and the ground shook.
Zhao Duan was surprised to see that the world on the old Taoist side suddenly changed. Modern commercial buildings have turned into antique buildings and shops, marble floors have turned into blue bricks, and modern street lamps have been replaced by red lanterns.
Only the sky didn't change much.
"Crack, click, click..."
A clear cracking sound echoed from the entire sky.
At this moment, taking the place where the two people faced each other as the dividing line, the entire dream world seemed to be divided into two halves, one half ancient and one half modern.
And at the border between the two worlds, buildings began to pile up on each other and break apart.
The ancient buildings of commercial buildings and restaurants are like toys forcibly put together, like opponents fighting in a boxing ring, or black and white pieces competing on a chessboard.
With the almost maniacal laughter of the old Taoist priest, the modern world began to be gradually replaced by the ancient world.
The reinforced concrete collapsed into pieces and fell from the sky.
"Haha, Master Dao doesn't care what the hell these things are, but with your meager memory of more than twenty years, how can you fight against our own master?"
Taoist Naiyi opened his arms. In the building behind him, wisps of turbulent white air gathered in the sky, seeming to condense into an illusory and huge shadow of a god.
Zhao Du quietly stood in a world that was almost completely collapsed, as if facing the rocks of a dark tsunami.
There was no panic or fear on his face, only thoughtfulness and a little bit of surprise:
"It turns out that the so-called swallowing is indeed a comparison of sizes."
"Whoever's memory is larger will overwrite the other."
"Like data overwritten on a hard drive?"
He seemed disappointed.
The laughter of the Confused Imperial Master suddenly stopped, and he stared at the young man opposite him who was wearing a down jacket and standing on the edge of the collapsing world: "What did you say?"
Zhao Duan came back to his senses, smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered a line from a movie."
"kindness?"
Zhao Duan smiled and said: "In my dream, can I still let you bully me?"
The next second, the old Taoist priest heard countless sky-splitting roars coming from above his head.
He raised his head in shock, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and he saw dense red lights in the dark sky with falling snow.
In the sky covered by night, a huge array of space fleets floated silently. After the bright fire, they poured out rain of steel and iron, and the silence exploded.
And the world behind Zhao Duan extends infinitely, as if it is endless. Godzilla, Transformers, mechas...the powerful beings that can't be seen at a glance, like the approaching military formation on the plain, destroy the old Taoist priest like a tsunami. Small world.
The eyes of the beard-bearded and white-haired Imperial Master overflowed with madness, and before he was swallowed up, he let out a final roar:
"Demon——Tao——"
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Outside the dreamland, in the night of Dayu Capital City.
On the rooftops of endless buildings, Ma Yan was wrapped in a cloak and pulled out an afterimage, jumping on the buildings one after another.
He raised his head and saw the Bafang Theater building in front of him clearly.
And from this distance, he could already clearly feel the mana fluctuations coming from there.
Ma Yan gave a low shout, almost shrunk to the ground and stepped out, and the person appeared above the theater mansion.
In the courtyard, Wu Ling, dressed in costume and holding a flower gun, attacked the three police officers who were forming a formation and barely resisting like a sudden storm.
The sound of fighting had already shocked the entire theater.
The lights were on one after another in the houses, but no one dared to approach. The actors in the garden had already fled in fear after noticing the practitioners fighting.
"Woo!"
Wu Ling shook off a flower spear, making a sound of breaking through the air, and swept away the Hou Ren who was slashed by the horizontal sword.
There is a huge difference in realm. Even if the three of them join forces, they are no match for Wu Ling. Everyone will lose.
Hou Ren suddenly flew out, his tiger's mouth opened in mid-air, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were bloodshot, and he fell to the ground, making a shallow pit. He tried to hold himself up and continue fighting.
"Let's go! Let's go quickly!" Zheng Laojiu and Shen Juan grabbed Hou Renmeng and fled in another direction, intending to lure Wu Ling away.
However, the next second, the three of them were shocked to see a tall figure striking across the cold night sky.
In a state of destroying dryness and decay, he struck out with one palm!
"boom!!!"
Wu Ling, who looked like an actor general, spat out blood and was slapped back to his original shape by Ma Yan. His costume dissipated on its own and fell into the flower bed of the courtyard with a thud, his eyes horrified.
"Governor!!" Hou Renmeng and the three others survived the disaster and were overjoyed.
Ma Yan fell down suddenly, grabbed Wu Ling's neck with his iron hand, and lifted him in his hand like a chicken. His eyes swept across the three of them, his eyes sharp and urgent: "Where is Zhao Duan?!"
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