Chapter 967 Who Do You Want Me to Help?

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And in fact.

Bai Zhaoyun was too frightened!

He really didn't dare to reveal his true strength!

Others don't know, but he himself knows that under his flashy acting skills, he actually only has eighth-level strength...

This is also dream interference, in fact Bai Zhaoyun itself only has the sixth level.

"snort."

Bai Zhaoyun stood up again with his sword drawn, showing his demeanor of a strong man.

But the next moment.

The dream changed again.

This time, the gate of hell opened, and a seventeenth-level ferocious demon slowly crawled out.

But this time, Bai Zhaoyun's perception of his own strength was only at the seventh level!

"It's fine if you can't beat you, I don't believe it, I can't scare you anymore!" That Nightmare gritted her teeth fiercely.

but.

Bai Zhaoyun stood expressionless again, holding his sword.

"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, you have to lower your eyebrows even when you see me!"

"I surrender!"

"I can't even scare you, I don't believe it!" Nightmare roared, and made another dream.

This time, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and a seventeenth-order angel descended from the sky!

And Bai Zhaoyun's strength has also dropped to the sixth level.

"The sword is at its limit, the sun, the moon and the stars will be shattered with one sword!" Bai Zhaoyun drew his sword indifferently!

"I surrender!"

next.

The nightmare weaves dreams again and again.

Bai Zhaoyun's enemies became stronger time after time, and even the 18th-level Prometheus was woven out.

That is also the most powerful existence that he has personally come into contact with.

Bai Zhaoyun's strength is also constantly declining, the sixth level, the fifth level, the fourth level...

But what broke this nightmare was.

Even though Bai Zhaoyun only had the strength of a demigod, facing the eighteenth-level Prometheus, he still drew his sword indifferently, as if he was about to slash!

"This guy!"

"Why can't you scare him!"

"Under the interference of the dream, he clearly knows that he only has the strength of a demigod. Why is he still not afraid of these legendary enemies!"

"Why don't you give in!"

"Why don't you sign a contract!"

The spirit of that nightmare almost collapsed!

Every time in this dream, under the coercion of Bai Zhaoyun drawing his sword again and again, he, the manipulator of the dream, collapsed so quickly!

Why is the No. 1 Sword God who has lost his strength still so obsessed!

Under the interference of the dream, he clearly forgot his own terrifying strength!

And in fact.

Bai Zhaoyun, the No. 1 sword god, didn't have any strength in the first place.

It is only thanks to an indomitable belief that I will never admit defeat that I have been able to survive until now.

Bai Zhaoyun never felt that he was really the number one sword god.

but.

The number one sword god, is it really just about strength?

As long as the strength is strong, is it the number one sword god?

In other words, in terms of strength, there are many people in the God Realm who are stronger than Bai Zhaoyun. Even if Lin Fan really wants to fight, he can push Bai Zhaoyun to the ground to fight!

but.

In the entire Lieyang Kingdom, there has only been one number one sword god since ancient times!

Go forward bravely and never admit defeat!

No matter how strong the enemy is, even if his own strength is weak, even if he may be just an ant in the eyes of the enemy!

but.

I, Bai Zhaoyun, will never back down!

This is the number one sword god of the Lieyang Kingdom, Bai Zhaoyun!

so.

This nightmare thought it could scare Bai Zhaoyun, and the elaborate nightmare had no effect on Bai Zhaoyun.

because.

This is his life all the time, the pressure he is under all the time.

No matter how powerful and terrifying the enemies created by these nightmares are, they are not Bai Zhaoyun's nightmares.

There is only one nightmare that Bai Zhaoyun really fears.

That is.

The gazes that everyone looked at him with disdain were just like Lin Fan's red eyes full of disdain, anger and doubt.

That was Bai Zhaoyun's real nightmare.

Besides, no matter how powerful the enemy is, Bai Zhaoyun can't really despair!

Looking at Prometheus, who was covered in flames and stood tall like a 10,000-meter giant, Bai Zhaoyun held the sword again, just like before.

The terrifying sword intent came out through the body!

Surrounded by rolling sword energy, the majestic sword intent soared to the sky.

Looking at the Lord of Fire in front of him, Bai Zhaoyun, who was only a demigod, said expressionlessly, "Don't think, I really dare not draw a sword."

this moment.

The dream began to shatter.

It turned out that Nightmare could no longer bear this kind of mental torture. He originally wanted to torture the No. 1 sword god, Nightmare, but at this moment, he was tortured to the point of collapse!

In fact, Bai Zhaoyun seemed like nothing could scare him, even if he only had the strength of a demigod, he dared to draw his sword against the Prometheus he had sketched!

This guy.

Don't you really know how to be afraid?

For a moment, this nightmare could no longer maintain his composure in the face of the No. 1 Sword God, whom he couldn't beat or frighten.

And with the collapse of his mind.

This carefully crafted dream world shook violently, and dense cracks appeared!

The cracks appeared not only on the sketched Prometheus in front of Bai Zhaoyun, but also on the ground, in the sky, and in the air!

Everywhere, it seems like the whole world is about to collapse.

"Huh?" Bai Zhaoyun raised his head in doubt, and suddenly thought he understood something: "I remembered."

"turn out to be."

"This is a dream."

The end of a dream often ends with the dreamer realizing that it is a dream.

Following Bai Zhaoyun's voice fell.

"Clatter!"

The entire dream world is shattered at this moment!

In the crypt, Bai Zhaoyun, who had fallen into a deep sleep, opened his eyes again, and at the same time, a black aura roared in pain from his body, and it scattered away as if fleeing, turning into a black-clothed boy again.

The moment the black-clothed boy appeared, he fell directly to the ground, coughing up blood, his body seemed to be turning into an illusion!

Dream backlash!

"As expected, the number one sword god!" The boy looked at Bai Zhaoyun with fear in his eyes.

However, Bai Zhaoyun didn't seem to want to take revenge. Facing the young man who could kill with a single sword, Bai Zhaoyun laughed softly, "Your ability is very good."

"It's just a pity."

"You guessed my nightmare wrong."

And in fact.

Bai Zhaoyun wished he could kill this boy who was scaring him in his dream with his sword, but he really didn't dare to make a move... Once he made a move, his true strength would be exposed.

Don't talk about stabbing this boy to death.

He was afraid that he would be killed on the spot by this seriously injured and weak boy in black.

Therefore, Bai Zhaoyun could only put on an appearance of a peerless expert, pretending to be too lazy to argue with him, and spare his life...

This nightmare pretending to be the God of Dreams, even if he was killed, he was wrong from the very beginning.

If he was more determined and attacked Bai Zhaoyun directly, or dealt with Bai Zhaoyun head-on in the dream, the so-called number one sword god would die on the spot!

Unfortunately.

The boy chose to scare Bai Zhaoyun with dreams...

Comparing acting skills with a god of acting, isn't this a joke?

In the dream, Mengmai was afraid that Bai Zhaoyun would really draw the sword, but Bai Zhaoyun didn't dare to draw the sword, he just pretended to do so, but in every dream, Bai Zhaoyun relied on his acting skills to make the nightmare carefully compose The dreams collapsed one by one.

This is the gap in acting.

As long as this nightmare is not frightened once, Bai Zhaoyun will die without a place to die... But the gap in acting skills is too great, Bai Zhaoyun treats him like a play.

At the same time that Bai Zhaoyun just woke up, Cao Dahua, who was thrown to the wall by Lin Fan and passed out, also woke up immediately.

Seeing Bai Zhaoyun waking up, Cao Dahua became excited immediately, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Bai Jianshen, hurry up and help Lin Fan, his life is really in danger now!"

Bai Zhaoyun turned his head to look.

I see.

A golden werewolf was pressing Zhao Yaxin to the ground and hammering it!

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the scene in front of him, was silent for a moment, and looked at Cao Dahua with a puzzled face: "Who do you want me to help?"

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The boy sat in front of the computer helplessly: "I made a mistake when uploading. I first uploaded chapter 966, and then found the mistake, changed it to chapter 965 in seconds, and uploaded a new chapter 966,"

"As a result, it has been captured before the modification. It is equivalent to uploading chapter 966 twice..."

"I have given feedback to the editor, but the editor is on vacation on weekends, so I have to wait until next Monday to crawl again, and chapter 965 will come out again."

"There have been too many things recently, and my mind is a little dizzy. To put it simply, chapter 965 means that Zhao Yaxin wants to fully release the power of the devil in the face of a werewolf who is getting stronger and stronger, but because Bai Zhaoyun is sleeping next to him, he dare not. The werewolf is getting stronger little by little."

"And in the dream, that nightmare could actually fight Bai Zhaoyun head-on in the dream, but he wisely chose to use the dream to scare Bai Zhaoyun, trying to make Bai Zhaoyun sign the soul contract under fear... Sigh, I'm a little dizzy recently, everyone Forgive me... you can wait until Monday to see 965."