Shen Shi narrowed his eyes.
"Eat my sword!" Shen Shi’s true qi blessed the long Dao, half a meter long, and the pale blue sword mans swept out.
Painted ghost plucked onions in the dry land, smashed the window and flew out.
At the same time, Shen Shijian chopped the wall, and Shi Mufei splashed the whole western wall.
"Where is the Uber going!" Shen Shi tiptoe point to hand pinch tactic flying sword fell on his feet and chased him out.
This file Bai Yutang also reacted. His flying skills were faster than flying swords.
It looks like Bai Yutang dream again.
"Go to hell!" Bai Yutang stabbed the sword without saying anything about lifting it, and it sounded amazing.
But it didn’t have any effect. The ground bombed a pit more than five meters. It seemed that there was no harm in the pit of the painted ghost.
"This is not Bai Yutang’s dream." Shen Shi’s eyebrows are wrinkly. If it is Bai Yutang’s dream, it should not be like this. Bai Yutang should definitely hurt him.
"the sword returns to the extreme"
Shen Shi’s flying sword breaks out with the rune cinnabar.
This is not Shen Shigong’s method, this is Shen Shigong’s temptation, because if this is not Shen Shimeng or Bai Yutang, then their own achievement method is not big, but the dreamer knows it.
Painted ghost laughs and shoots down the flying sword with his paws one by one.
From the position of Shen Shi, the painted ghost will take a step back every time he knocks down a flying sword, and smoke will continue to rise from his claws.
Dreamers seem to believe in the power of flying swords, but they have more confidence in the painted ghost.
Since three swords won’t work, ten thousand more will be fine.
"Wan Jian style!"
Shen Shi rubbed his hand, and one flying sword after another appeared around him.
Ding ding ding!
The flying sword and Shen Shi command kept shooting at the painted ghost. However, this time, the flying sword only reflected the power of steel and did not add metaphysics.
Is this beyond the dreamer’s cognition?
Shen Shi did not wait for the flying sword department to land and stepped on the flying sword with his right foot. He immediately pulled up and down again and shouted, "Like Prajna, Luo Mi Fei Tian Da Wei Tian Long!"
A sword falls from the middle and dragons are colorful golden dragons.
Shen Shi doesn’t practice Buddhism, but the dragon … If Chinese people should have fear, and this fear is invincible in their dreams.
Shen Shi didn’t fall. He watched the dragon power.
In the face of flying dragons, painted ghosts can raise their hands and blue-purple nails cross like daggers to block their heads.
Boom
A roaring dragon gas directly hit the past, and as the dragon gas hit the golden dragon gas, it turned out to be a Buddha’s golden light.
Look at the painted ghost being illuminated by Buddha’s golden light, just like a snowman seeing the sun, his whole face melts and yellow liquid drips out constantly.
Obviously, this is a Buddhist dream. In other words, it won’t be Shen Shimeng’s dream or Bai Yutang Hanzhang’s dream. It may not be too big, which means Baizu’s avatar has let more people in.
Don’t forget that they were in Bianjing, even if it was just how many people they would have at that time.
"Ha!" When Shen Shi was distracted, the painted ghost suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a black blood column with blood smell towards Shen Shi.
Shen Shi instantly draws a sword and returns to the hilt dance to resist the black blood column just like the wind car.
After three seconds, the blood column disappeared, and Shen Shi recovered the flying sword. At first glance, the flying sword was bumpy and mixed with a dizzy and fishy smell.
Obviously, this is the dreamer’s judgment that the flying sword is not as good as Buddhism.
"The ego will come back!" The painted ghost laughed and flew deep into the forest.
Shen Shike didn’t want him to walk fast and turn into a bottle of black dog blood, and poured the blade without looking.
"Go!" Flying sword flies again. If this black dog’s blood is effective, it can prove that Dreaming is indeed a Bianjing person.
When the painted ghost hears the wind, he grabs his hands and grasps the blade, just like catching a soldering iron and scalding his skin.
Seeing that the black dog’s blood was really effective, Shen Shi no longer read Buddhist scriptures, reached out and pointed to fly the sword and pushed the painted ghost to the depths of the forest.
Don’t forget that it’s not important to know who the dream is, but to control the dream. In other words, the bonus is definitely not small if the dreamer is partial to whom.
Fuck, adapt. Let him adapt to his own strength and re-recognize his own strength
Flying out of the dozens of meters in a row, Shen Shi’s wrist turned over and hit a little bit, but his heart hit the hilt hard.
Whoosh
The dreamer recognized that the flying sword suddenly accelerated and broke through. The painted ghost stabbed him in the body with his hands and nailed him to the ground with him.
Shen Shizhong once again went out of the vertical ladder, and the whole person tossed for 100 degrees, and his head hit "donkey kong’s handprint!"
It’s like raising livestock. If people respond, of course, they should be rewarded. What kind of reward is more powerful for a Buddhist than his own faith?
Boom
King kong palm dreamer’s mind blessed the three-meter-wide golden handprint when it enveloped the painted ghost.
The roar sounded and air billow blew.
This is really hard for it to want to die, because this is no longer its home.
Shen Shi once again turned over and floated back seven meters, and a flying sword appeared to hold it.
The position of the ghost in the eye is already a pool of blood, which is very obvious. This person wishes it to lose.
Chapter 224 Negotiation
It’s not so good to be beaten to death and afraid of others. It’s not surprising if you don’t have strong perseverance, you will die.
Shen Shi actually killed one of his own in a dream, which obviously surprised Bai Zu. It was not a ghost but a woman.
And this woman is also known by Shen Shi because she is Mai Shiranui.
This is a murder weapon that confuses opponents with hue and then assassinates them …
When they met, they were also very angry. After finishing decorating the courtyard wooden platform, tatami, courtyard bamboo, paper windows, rockery waterside pavilions and dark red lanterns hanging from the eaves, they came in as if they had stepped into the era of the Japanese national river and sent them to the maid. It was a pure Japanese woman with beautiful and gentle appearance.
Baizu seems to have made great efforts this time.
Dressed luxuriantly and guided by the maid, they walked slowly to the clubhouse.
As they walked along, Shen Shi swept the whole club and suddenly one leng’s eyes revealed a trace of ponder.
It turned out to be snowy outside, but after the clubhouse was fully heated, I saw a cold girl in white kneeling with her back to the crowd. Although I could see a background, the enchanting curve and the dew and the snow-faced hands all showed the beauty of women.
While a middle-aged man in uniform samurai was kneeling beside the woman.