Romance of Gods

Chapter 135 Catching Cicada·Catching Cicada
Two 10 minutes ago, on London Bridge.

"Is Panlong also a dragon?"

Under the round bowler hat, the cigar was burning like a small chimney. The thick smoke smoked out a pair of copper bell eyes and made them stare in confusion.

Wutongshen Zhao Ben coughed, laughed, joked, and brandished his sword. The butterfly swords were flat, wide, and sharp, just teasing, stirring, and splitting.

The move was simple, but it suppressed Ao Hui's [Dragon Hidden in the Palm] so much that he couldn't breathe.

[Paanlong·God-given bloodline·Dragon hidden in the palm]

The palms of the divine actor are replaced and turned into the claws of a dragon, and the dragon controls the treasure trove of divine weapons;
The God Actor's ten fingers can transform into various weapons at will, and the upper limit of the existence time of each weapon is 30 seconds;
Every ten times of transmogrification, a weapon with excellent rare special effects will be spawned, and there is a small chance that rare special effects will be spawned.

"It's a pretense! I don't know how to smoke... I'll whip your mother!"

Ao Hui has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall figure and a talented person.

At this moment, he was forced to retreat continuously. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't help but uttered a curse word.

At the same time, strange petals like a ball of silver electric flowers blooming, swords, spears, swords and halberds all pierced towards Zhao Ben.

"Children, don't be too arrogant at a young age."

The flashy attack was full of loopholes in Zhao Ben's eyes, and the two knives collided quickly, making a clear sound like a scrape.

The hand was strong and heavy, and he slashed straight down, breaking a hole in the pile of weapons.

Immediately afterwards, his wrist only shook slightly.

Ao Hui's arms, which were tightly together, were like a door that had been kicked violently. It opened with a bang, and his entire upper body was exposed to the opponent's attack range.

Immediately, Zhao Ben pressed the back of the knife with his burly body, and like a landslide, he aimed the blade at Ao Hui's face and sent it forward.

"Cun Jin, master."

In the church in the bridge, Chen Yan couldn't help but nod and praise Zhao Ben's move just now.

I also know that I can no longer sit on the sidelines.

The situation is very clear now, and it is basically impossible for both parties to suffer losses.

This Zhao Ben's strength completely overwhelms Ao Hui. He probably can't kill two birds with one stone. He can kill one by one.

He patted the white eagle on the head. Seeing this, Alice knew that it was about to take off again, so she hurriedly lowered her body.

boom!
There was a muffled sound under the blade, and a turtle-shaped brass shield suddenly stood in front of Ao Hui, blocking the fatal blow for him.

"Pooh!"

Zhao Ben sprayed the cigar nozzle on the shield, which bounced away, and then bang bang bang, there was a series of fierce chops like minced meat.

[Bronze Turtle Shield·Exquisite]

Shield skill: While providing unparalleled defense power, it also greatly increases the wear and tear of the opponent's weapon.

Ao Hui's bones were about to fall apart from the dense crashing sound like a death knell. Although the shield was strong, how many seconds could it withstand it?

Fight!

The shield was suddenly put away, and the chilling sound of the guzheng collapsing came from Ao Hui's hand, and several crossbow arrows were fired like flying strings.

But they all missed, and all the arrows disappeared into the rock piers.

It was clear that Zhao Ben had been heard hacking and killing just now, but in an instant, he disappeared like a ghost!

"Beware of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

Behind him, Zhao Ben's voice suddenly sounded.

Ao Hui's heart skipped a beat, and when he turned around hurriedly, the sharp blade flashed in front of his eyes at the same time.

"what!"

With a scream, his two eyeballs were chopped open with a knife.

Pat pat pat, tears, mucus, hot blood, and psychedelic colors mixed together and splashed on the mirror-like blade.

Zhao Ben stabbed calmly, and suddenly, a puff of loose black coat appeared, and a bright red and strange graceful figure grew out of his waist.

It was a bride in red with a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe. Under the hijab, a pale blue chin and a wide smile were revealed.

She grabbed the blade and sniffed it, letting out a gurgling, shuddering purr.

[Five-Tong God·Divine Secrets·Five-Tong and Five Senses]

The five gods are the mandrill of desire for wealth, the mandrill of lust, the mandrill of desire for fame, the mandrill of appetite, and the mandrill of desire;

The five senses are nose, eye, ear, tongue, and mouth;

When precise damage is caused to the five senses, a mandrill will grow to assist in combat;
In addition to possessing all the attributes of the God Actor, the mandrill clone also has its own characteristics, with an upper limit of 5.

Chen Yan saw this and said to himself: "He is indeed an evil god believed by the people, and his methods are unique."

Ao Hui suddenly felt extremely cold all over his body. He crunched. He chewed up the elixir hidden in his mouth. His body curled up and turned into a hornless blue dragon about ten feet long, trying to escape by leaping into the Thames River.

"Want to run?"

Zhao Ben sneered and stood still, unmoved.

The bride in red roared strangely, her body suddenly stretched like a gummy candy, and she aimed at the dragon and gave it a hug.

The ten nails cracked into pieces and shattered the blue dragon scales, and they were nailed into the dragon's body, blood streaks flying out.

Ao Hui was like a loach thrown into boiling water, curling and twitching crazily, but still unable to escape.

Zhao Ben knocked his swords against each other, and the pickled meat on it was shaken open. He looked at the faucet, raised his legs and walked forward.

Just when he was about to raise the knife and cut off the dragon's head, suddenly, strong murderous intent descended from the top of his head.

Suddenly, the blade reflected a sharp and fluctuating arrow-shaped white light.

Bang, while twisting his waist, he raised the knife in his left hand upwards and struck the white light, as if it had come into contact with a mass of liquid ice.

"My Nima!"

He spoke every word, loud and clear.

Looking at his left hand, his skin was covered with a layer of ice. Under the ice, white fire was like a tarsal bone, biting his pores crazily.

Click!

A curtain of blood rose up in front of him. Behind the scarlet cloth, a figure holding a long knife fell from the sky, and a huge dragon head with ferocious branches smashed at his feet.

[You have eliminated your opponent "Ao Hui", with total points of 6, current ranking: 24]

Note: Your points are equal to 20, 21, 22, and 23. In this case, you will be ranked according to the order of points achieved.

[You kill the opponent with Mo Dao, and the sword skill Soul Bolt is activated]

succeed.

As soon as Chen Yan landed, the white eagle immediately carried Alice and flew high into the sky.

While flying upward, Alice noticed that after Chen Yan killed the dragon knight, her Uncle Wang also disappeared.

She was very smart and instantly realized the connection between the stone knights and them, and murmured: "The thorns withered... and the roses cannot bloom alone..."

Chen Yan heard the prompt and glanced sideways. Ao Hui, who had been killed by him, was standing next to him with empty eyes.

The soul servant has 30% of the basic attributes of his lifetime.

Zhao Ben's eyelids twitched violently. He shattered the ice shell wrapped in his left hand, and the white fire was still burning.

His palms were bruised and shriveled, with pink pus oozing from every pore.

He bit the elixir in his mouth and yelled slurred: "Damn it, you dare to cut off my beard!"

"Roar!"

The bride in red felt the rage in her master's heart, threw the dragon corpse into the sky, and started to kill with her teeth and claws.

boom!
Chen Yan kicked his foot crookedly, and the bloody dragon's head spun at high speed and hit the bride's shoulder with a bang.

At the same time, he held a knife in both hands and moved forward vigorously like a leopard, facing the oncoming Zhao Ben.

With a clang, the butterfly swords, which were as dangerous as eagle claws, bit together with Mo Dao's slender blade.

The eyes of the two were shattered by heavy knife shadows, and they looked at each other in a dizzying silver kaleidoscope.

Chen Yan smiled, "So what if I cut it off."

The actors face off and the information unfolds!

[You are being watched with the eyes of punishment, and there will be no way to hide the flaws in your moves]

"First-level God Actor..."

While Zhao Ben felt a little shocked, the arms holding Mo Dao were trembling and moving towards his chest.

[You are within the range of the Manjiang Red Killing Formation, and your attributes are suppressed]

At this time, there were a few clicks, and the bride tore the faucet into pieces with her sharp claws.
The body was like a boneless python, folded at ninety degrees in the air, and charged towards Chen Yan's right wing.

If all five gods came out, he might still feel a headache, but if there was only one, why should he fight with himself?

Chen Yan raised the knife gently, then quickly dropped it. A huge force hit him. Although Zhao Ben turned the knife in time to dodge, he still felt a little sluggish.

The ring-shaped guard on the handle of the butterfly knife was scratched by Mo Dao. His body swayed and he took two steps back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Yan swung his knife and struck at the bride.

Facing the clanking blade, this monster did not dodge or dodge, and opened its two slender white palms to directly grab the blade.As Chen Yan exerted his strength with both arms, Mo Dao sank straight into her arm, but not a trace of blood splattered.

[Sex-killing, no blood, no sperm, no life]

Mo Dao seemed to be firmly cast into the concrete, unable to move.

At the same time, the bride's neck quickly lengthened, floated into the sky, and aimed at Chen Yan below.

Her red hijab swayed in the wind, revealing the true face of Mount Lu.

The lower half of the face is a beauty, and the upper half is a pale skeleton infested with maggots.

At the moment when Chen Yan was trapped, Zhao Ben ran forward again with a knife, carrying a fishy smell all over his body.

This time the target is Chen Yan's ears.

Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye.

A dragon with dark eyes flew out of the river under the bridge, its body covered with rose petals.

He volleyed into a human form, his hand turned into an axe, and slashed horizontally towards his waist.

Blame the fire!

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and blood-red flames spread out from his palms, roaring and rushing, and instantly enveloped the bride's body.

Wild animals are afraid of fire, and mountain spirits are no exception. What's more, it's this spiritual fire that makes demons tremble.

In the raging flames, the bride's body turned into an abstract black shadow, twisting and wailing.

Chen Yan pulled Mo Dao out of the foul-smelling blood and pus, and looked across the way, where he saw Ao Hui's body being stepped on by Zhao Ben.

Streams of green air flew out of Ao Hui's body and crazily penetrated into Zhao Ben's dark, rotten face. His aura was increasing steadily.

[Five Gods·God-given Bloodline·Sacrifice of Wild Gods]

If the people do not worship me, I have already sacrificed myself, and the flesh and blood of the person acting as a god has been replaced by the flesh and blood of the Wutong God;
Use yourself as an altar to deprive all the breaths you come into contact with and strengthen yourself.

At this time, the bride's body had been melted into blood and mud by the flames. Zhao Ben shook the rotten flesh hanging on his windbreaker and looked at Chen Yan again.

The moment the two people's eyes met, there was no nonsense. The two figures jumped up at the same time, collided with each other, and fell back at the same time.

In just a moment of handover, Chen Yan clearly felt that the power in his body was slightly lost, and it was interesting to see one wax and wane.

[Under the gaze of the Punishing Eyes, the other party exposed a flaw]

Chen Yan looked at Zhao Ben's shoulder, and there was an eye-shaped white mark on it.

If you don't want a mosquito to suck your blood, you have to... crush it!

From the cloud!

Zhao Ben stared at Chen Yan, thinking quickly in his mind whether he should stay or retreat temporarily.

The opponent's ancient martial arts proficiency is extremely 90%, while his own Hongmen double sword is extremely 87%.

Although the data on paper is weaker, the situation in actual combat is ever-changing, and this gap is not a huge gap.

With the current state of sacrifice, if I cut off the opponent's ears or nose, and then summon a clone, the outcome is uncertain.

Damn it, martial arts practitioners can do anything, but they just can’t be timid!
In a flash, he composed his thoughts and watched Chen Yan coming towards him again with a knife, and was about to get closer.

Suddenly, the opponent's speed suddenly increased.

As soon as he moved, Mo Dao struck him heavily on the shoulder.

"Grass!"

Zhao Benyang's knife was blocked on the handle, and he could lift the long knife away.

As soon as he saved an arm, Chen Yan refused to let him go and slashed at his neck with a knife.

Short soldiers versus long weapons, if you don't know how to get close, you will only be beaten passively, not to mention that the opponent's moves are stronger than your own.

But Chen Yan's speed was so fast that the sword light weaved into a silver net, leaving four or five deep gouges of blood on his body in an instant.

In every wound, there are bloody flames leaping.

Zhao Ben kept swallowing his saliva and struggled to defend himself.

Although Chen Yan's body's weaknesses were exposed after he used the technique, he was still unable to attack.

Just now, in order to fight Ao Hui quickly, he used the Shadow Changing Technique, otherwise the situation would be better now.

After fighting Zhao Ben with these moves, Chen Yan felt that the burns on his palms had been repaired.

This is the therapeutic effect of Pressing Goodness Technique. Ten points of evil energy brings a 20% treatment rate.

Not bad, not considered tasteless.

The tenth move is to accumulate thunder and fire!

When Zhao Ben clamped Mo Dao with his two knives, a rapid explosion sounded under his skin.

Immediately, red and blue spores like fireflies fluttered out from his wounds as the flames swept through him.

In addition to the continuous burning caused by the fire energy wrap, in an instant, three layers of paralysis were added to his body at the same time.

Spore paralysis!

Thunder fire paralysis!

Accumulate thunder and counterattack!

For a moment, he was almost completely unable to move.

The giant burning man kept his bow.

But the desire to survive still made Zhao Ben struggle to clamp Mo Dao to prevent Chen Yan from delivering a fatal blow.

It's over...Crack~ Chen Yan's eyes darkened, he twisted his wrist, easily turned the blade over, swung it quickly and aimed at Zhao Ben's neck.

puff!

When the blade was about to cut off Zhao Ben's head, Mo Dao sank into a fat belly with thick skin and a tumor-like appearance without any warning.

Some unknown yellow liquid flowed out from the wound.

Sometimes I really don’t know if I can do this without giving it a try...

Zhao Ben's body was still wrapped in flames, his clothes turned into ashes, and his skin began to gradually carbonize.

He opened his mouth wide and spat out a fat, bald man more than two meters tall, with his back connected to his mouth.

【Eating murderous aura·Infinite restraint】

This Zhao Ben bit off his own tongue... He is a cruel person.

Chen Yan continued to slash with the knife, and the fat on the fat man's belly was like a tire.

He showed no resistance to the cutting of the blade, and instead burped.

Immediately, Chen Yan felt that the fire attached to the blade was slightly weakened.

The stab wounds left on the fat man just now were healing quickly.

been eaten?
Suddenly, the fat man sat down on the spot.

He actually wrapped Zhao Ben who was on fire completely into his body.

He opened his mouth, black smoke billowing from his throat.

Chen Yan felt cruel in his heart, drew out his Mo Dao, and aimed at the fat man's body from top to bottom and struck him repeatedly.

Like cutting tofu, each knife penetrates its body thoroughly.

But he didn't know where Zhao Ben was hiding, and he didn't even get a single hit.

Although the fat man had his eyes open, he had no intention of resisting Chen Yan's attack and just kept hiccupping.

But he wasn't that easy, even though the fire energy couldn't directly ignite his body.

But the continued burning made his complexion gradually become painful.

No matter how good the food is, eating too much will cause stomach upset.

The scene was at a stalemate, and the sound of roaring engines suddenly sounded from the north bank of London Bridge.

In an instant, it was close at hand.

"someone is coming……"

Chen Yan's thoughts changed quickly. He couldn't kill Zhao Ben for a while.

If someone comes to attack you together with him, the situation will not be good.

Don't spend a long time transforming yourself into a praying mantis.

Suddenly, he set his sights on the long-nosed gringo behind the fat man.

He secretly mocked himself for being stubborn. Since he couldn't kill Zhao Ben now, it was not impossible to kill his employer.

Just as he was about to move forward, the wide stone bridge spanning more than 200 meters from north to south suddenly began to shake violently.

"Stay where you are, brother, you are all my prey."

(End of this chapter)