Chapter 207 Even Gods Can’t Avoid Slipping

"Long time no see, my shame." The slightly familiar Hongying man walked slowly over speaking Qingyun dialect, which was much more proficient than the previous ninjas. Although his attitude was indifferent, Feng Xue's keen eyesight still noticed his gaze. The astonishment shown when sweeping over the giant trees that were killed immediately.

Feng Xue was about to say something, but she seemed to hear something. The long sword in her hand suddenly slashed diagonally, and a shadow in a black cloak shattered. The man who was still more than thirty meters away had already appeared on the opposite side. The direction and distance are only three meters!

"As a dreamer, you actually stepped into the G·I particle thin area. It seems that you really hate me, but I am very curious, who are you?"

Relying on the 110% increase in attack speed, Feng Xue easily avoided this sneak attack without needing too many operations. Just hearing his words and seeing his subtle expression, she originally seemed The polite man's expression suddenly turned ferocious.

The aura like a ferocious beast caused the surging G·I particles around him to continuously vibrate, and words full of murderous intent poured out from the corners of his mouth——

"Who am I? You actually ask me who I am? You killed my nephew, my young master, and my protector in front of me! Now you actually ask me, who am I? How dare you?! "

A sharp and harsh sound came from the mouth of this visionary, and more G·I particles began to resonate.

Although it was already known that the Visionary's ability to activate G·I particles was far greater than that of the Shadow Chaser, Feng Xue could not help but be a little surprised by the expansion of such a G·I force field in a region where G·I particles were thin.

"If it were in the past, as a dreamer, you might really be able to take my life, but unfortunately, I am super strong today!"

Incomparably strong confidence overflowed in Feng Xue's chest. He inserted the sword into the scabbard again, but his body glowed with a faint golden light.

The light intertwined into raindrops and fell, peaceful and quiet, but it seemed to contain some strong will. Bathed in this light rain, Feng Xue gently held the scabbard and let out a sigh:

"It's raining..."

Feeling the throbbing in her chest, Feng Xue tilted her head slightly to avoid the ghost sickle that struck again. She looked at the visionary who was almost emitting black smoke and sighed.

Although he didn't know what happened, the dreamer who was covered by the light rain immediately cheered up. Although it was difficult to understand why the opponent's mere war architect could create such a large-scale light rain in an area with thin G·I particles, he knew , this is definitely not for looking good!

A card slipped from his cuff, and his eyes scanned the pattern on the card. The visionary's expression tightened, and he quickly uttered a word——

"umbrella!"

In an instant, a seemingly worn-out oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above his head, blocking the fine golden rain. Feng Xue frowned when she saw this. A dreamer shouldn't have to use cards to help build an umbrella, right?

Or, does this umbrella have any special functions?

Just when Feng Xue was confused, the Emperor's Qi took effect again. His figure suddenly retreated, and two arcs of sword light passed through his original position one after another.

"Tsk, you're obviously holding an umbrella to attract attention, but you're actually attracting another sickle ghost? This magician's trick is really slippery."

Feng Xue secretly thought in her heart, the long sword in her hand suddenly unsheathed, and the fine golden rain in the air turned into a huge wave in an instant. The two ghost figures who originally wanted to chase the sword didn't even have time to raise the blade, but were caught by this wave of light. Annihilated.

And after this gentle golden wave was captured, Feng Xue finally swung his sword!

Although he couldn't feel any flow of G·I particles, the visionary instinctively realized the terrifying power of this move. The umbrella above his head suddenly blocked him. At the same time, based on the umbrella surface, a structure was created. Thick tower shield.

"Not broken!"

The spiritual suggestion method is the most common basic suggestion for architects, but the foundation does not mean that it is not strong. The strong belief combined with the confidence brought by the architecture allowed this tower shield to successfully block the first wave of swords.

but……

"puff!"

Blood spat out from his mouth, and the Dreamer looked in disbelief at the completely undamaged defense wall, but Feng Xue would not explain to him the value of real injuries. His figure had already arrived in front of the shield, wrapped around the imposing sword edge. Smashed down like a giant hammer, the tower shield that could still withstand it was immediately torn to pieces under the buff of the damaged car logo that increased the destructive power of man-made objects.

"w...a..." The dreamer opened his mouth, trying to give himself another hint, but in Feng Xue's eyes, the movement of his mouth was so slow that it was ridiculous.

Don't look at it as just a 110% increase. This is twice the speed of normal human reflexes, which is enough to crush any movement, including combat.

Before the first syllable was completely uttered, a sharp pain escaped from the center of the eyebrow. Along with a sharp cramp, the thoughts in his mind also calmed down...

"To deal with the architect, we still have to deal with Naoren." The patter of light rain washed away the blood on the ground. Feng Xue looked at the completely disappeared fragments on the ground, put away the famous sword in his hand, summoned Splicing and began to touch the corpse.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing exploded, and the dark sickle ghost was shattered by a sword, but Feng Xue's face darkened. He turned his head to look at the corpse on the ground, but found that the other party was indeed dead, but the G·I force field that constituted the sickle ghost was exactly the same as this guy's G·I force field! If it weren't for the reflex nerves that were twice as strong as normal and the perception of observation color learned in the previous exploration, this knife would probably not be able to escape.

"Even if it is a ritual structure, it can't be activated after the host dies, right? Is there something I don't know, a weird structure that only dreamers can come up with and can only be completed after death?"

Feng Xue swung his sword to cut off the ghost that appeared again. Obviously, it had been completely shattered, but those G·I particles would condense again in the next moment and look for his possible flaws.

"Get out!"

Feng Xue's momentum suddenly exploded, dispersing those G·I particles together, but then they would gather again and launch a new round of attacks on Feng Xue.

"Boil!" The G·I force field on Feng Xue's body suddenly changed its form, turning into a bunch of tentacles, rolling towards the G·I particles that were not under his control, but at the moment of contact, Feng Xue only felt a "buzz" in his head!

Strong anger and resentment flowed into his G·I force field along with the G·I particles. If Feng Xue hadn't reacted in time, he might have lost some san value in reality!

"Is this really a structure technique instead of a nightmare?"

Feng Xue glanced at his collection with some suspicion. Whether it was a temporary stranger or the permanent withdrawal of A Shuang's humanoid, there was no abnormal movement. Except for the uncanny valley effect of A Shuang's humanoid, which made people feel a little chilly, there was no abnormality.

At this moment, the voice of the dead dreamer suddenly sounded beside Feng Xue——

"It's useless! The mark of hatred has been engraved, you are dead! Hahahaha! Die, die, die!"