Broken Night - Chapter 560

[Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Four – Green Bamboo Demon]

Broken Night

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Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty-Fourth—The Green Bamboo Demon

Hongliang looked ugly, watching the changes in the illusion.

“How is that possible? That kid is only entering the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm for the first time, not to mention him, even if no one from the Yunfu has entered in the past for hundreds of years. How can he find…”

Hong Xiao shook his head, interrupting his speech: “That’s just Yunfu.”

“Aren’t there enough miracles that Yunfu has achieved in the archives?”

Hong Xiao did not express his speculation.

For hundreds of years, all those who heard the call and summons were looking for the strongest person in the fantasy world of that year before they could get their summons.

In addition, it will test the person’s limit number of layers before issuing the summon.

Like Jin Qianji, the ninth floor was his limit. If he hadn’t possessed the giant spirit spider that suddenly appeared, he would never have been able to carry it with the three puppets alone.

And Hong Zhengchen is the same, the eighth floor is his limit, and finally he can rush into the vortex channel by relying on the ancient pattern [Moving Light Jade].

Perhaps they felt that the strengths of the two were on a par with each other, so there was this scene in front of them.

Decide the winner and choose the strongest one.

Of course, these are just Hong Xiao’s personal speculation.

But the more he thought about Hong Xiao, the more reasonable his speculation became.

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Hong Zhengchen sneered: “It’s good luck to be able to get in here. Go away on your own, maybe you can leave without injury.”

“Haha.” Jin Qianji laughed twice, but didn’t say anything more.

The finger-sized Xiaotian fell back to the tip of Jin Qianji’s nose again. It was only a first-order level and could not fight for a long time.

At this moment, after a round of battle, he was extremely exhausted, and crawled back to Jin Qianji’s hair room to rest.

Hong Zhengchen stared at Jin Qianji with a serious expression: “This time is different.”

“I don’t care about Yunfu accepting apprentices. It was originally a game, even if it fails, I don’t care about it.” As he said, He slapped the jade card with a palm print on his waist and took out a set of finger tigers.

The whole body of the finger tiger is made of jade and has a jade color. At first glance, it does not look like a weapon at all, but more like a finely crafted work of art.

But all those who knew this weapon would not think so.

【Green Bamboo Demon】.

The third-order pattern soldier Qingzhusha is the famous pattern soldier of Huihongli.

Huihong City has its own system, and Hongfu is even more so.

Each generation of Hongfu has its own tattooed soldiers. When the user no longer needs it or returns to the ruins, the tattooed soldiers will return to the Hongfu and wait for the next user.

Qingzhusha is no exception. The last user was the father of Hong Liang and Hong Xiao, who was also Hong Zhengchen’s grandfather.

It’s just that his grandfather returned to the Hong Mansion once again after returning to the ruins, and now it is in the hands of Hong Zhengchen.

The name of its Green Bamboo Demon comes from the three patterns of the pattern soldiers—【Qingyi】, 【Bamboo Sound】, 【Shaxing】.

[Qingyi] can increase the speed of the user’s texture power, and its attributes complement the exercises practiced by the Hong family for generations;

[Bamboo Sound], there is a faint bamboo sound between attacks, which will have a mental impact on the enemy and hurt the enemy. Between the invisible;

[Shaxing], each attack comes with a qigong wave of grain power, and it does not need to consume the user’s grain power.

Three textures, each of which is no longer the level of the base texture.

Simply put, this is a Tier 3 top-level weapon that is comparable to Tier 4 tattoos!

Hong Zhengchen still put it on seriously, and then clenched his fists.

The pattern force penetrated the pattern force of the second palace, poured into the green bamboo, and a green brilliance lit up before continuing: “But this time is different. The Nine Heavens Illusion is the secret realm of my Huihong. And the treasures and inheritance hidden in it, I won’t let it. Neither will I die.”

He looked at Jin Qianji, his eyes were cold and not murderous.

Yes, just earnestly: “If you dare to rob, I will kill you.”

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Jin Qianji looked at him without answering.

Yes, there are only the same two words as before: “Haha.”

He was still so peaceful, looking like a good-natured man.

But when such a person can still smile calmly in the face of the threat of Hui Hong’s heaven, the second son of the Hong family, it proves that he is not ordinary.

Intimidate?

This really means nothing to Jin Qianji who was reincarnated as a human.

Huhuhu… The three puppets reappeared beside Jin Qianji, and countless translucent filaments were only connected to the three puppets in an instant.

Jin Qianji was indifferent and stood with his hands behind his back.

Hong Zhengchen’s expression became more and more solemn.

Although it is contemptuous, in fact, it is no exaggeration to be serious or cautious about the practitioners of Yunfu.

Because of this, every member of Yunfu in the archives is an invincible existence.

Especially seeing the dense lines on Jin Qian’s fuselage, there are already more than 30.

Could it be that this person in front of him has already broken through the ten-pattern realm!

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The power of the tattoo artist of the ten-pattern realm is already equal to the attack of the tattoo artist of the three-level realm!

But Hong Zhengchen didn’t feel timid about it.

On the contrary, as he said.

This is the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm, which is an illusion in Huihong’s [Nine Heavens Silver Spring], and he has no chance of giving in.

Before the Hundred Patterns Realm, the tattoo masters were slightly inferior to the tattoo artists in actual combat, which is a recognized fact.

Only when they reached the Hundred Patterns Realm and the Four Palace Realm, did the two sides come to the same fair starting point again.

Not to mention, this is Huihong, who has always despised tattoo artist Huihong.

Even if Jin Qianji really broke through the Ten Patterns Realm, he would not be afraid of fighting because of it.

“Please enlighten me.”

Jin Qianji continued to smile: “Please.”

It’s just that the hands that were carried behind him clenched the [Heavenly Phenomena] Divine Mirror early.

The increase that this treasure brought to Jin Qianji is exaggerated, and even if [Heavenly Phantasm] and Xiaotian were not used, Jin Qianji would probably not be able to break through the eighth order in the Nine Heavens Illusion Realm.

That was an exaggerated increase that directly doubled the number of lines it manipulated.

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Washing rushing…

It seems like the waves are beating.

This gave Jin Qianji a sense of being back to the same day as Lan Zha’s [Baichuan] strange body, but the sound of the waves was a little different.

Because this is the Hong family’s cultivation technique—【Waves Magical Technique】, the fourth-order level.

“Let me come to see the majesty of Mr. Yunfu Liu.” Hong Zhengchen was calm and put on his emerald finger, tiger and green bamboo, and slammed his right fist.

Boom!

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This punch surpassed any punch Hong Zhengchen had ever hit.

He was polite in his mouth, but in fact, when he shot, he did everything he could.

The pattern “Waves and Waves” passed down from generation to generation in the Hong family takes the meaning of one wave after another, one wave high and one wave high.

The pattern that perfectly matches the technique, even a palm that doesn’t use the pattern technique is not so pleasant.

And with the addition of the third-order top-quality pattern Qingzhusha, this punch made a fainter sound of green bamboo.

In the end, the one who unleashed this punch was the tattoo technique that he had been enlightened for three years in Jiutian Yinquan—【Silver Curtain】.

One punch pierced through the sky like a nine-day silver curtain.

His punch was like a person punching out a nine-day silver spring, a silver fist with a width of 20 meters, which came from all directions.

hide?

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.

Only possible hard stop.

And block?

This was a punch from Hong Zhengchen’s peak, but it wasn’t that easy to block.

Almost at the moment when Hong Zhengchen punched, Jin Qianji had already decided that the puppets could not block the punch, at least the two puppets, Red Bird and Wasp, who pursued speed and dexterity at the expense of defense, could not stop it.

Therefore, the two shadows scattered in an instant, turning into a punch from Jin Qianji and Qinglang facing the silver curtain.