The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 514 Head-on battle
In the tall and magnificent hall, Li Chaofeng looked at the tall black shadow in front of him.

For the first time, I felt that I was not that tall.

At least now I am not as tall as the black shadow in front of me.

But his nose told him that the shadow was an illusion and had no smell.

The person actually sitting in front of him was just a dwarf.

It was very short, so short that even if the shadow was sitting, the highest point of his smell was only the shadow's abdomen.

A big smell.

This is a Hu person.

The other party is deceiving your eyes.

Soul-stealing?
No, soul-stealing is a one-way thing. It can only confuse the enemy's will and eventually lead to wrong cognition.

And the black shadow in front of me is real.

The hall is filled with transparent glass products.

This is a product of Shenlong Workshop.

High-end luxury, very profitable.

These glass products are just transparent to other people.

Crystal clear and magnificent.

At a glance, I saw the opposite side.

But in Li Chaofeng's eyes, these transparent glasses are mirrors.

Countless transparent glass reflected rays of light, which then fell into Li Chaofeng's eyes.

But the dark shadow in the mirror is still a dark shadow.

Layer upon layer, inseparable.

Soul-stealing magic cannot do this. It can make Li Chaofeng think that a tall black shadow also appears in the mirror.

But it can't create countless overlapping light and shadow effects.

Because Li Chaofeng's brain was unable to compile such a complex real scene.

But can Japanese illusions reach such a level?

Li Chaofeng had seen Japanese ninjutsu, but it was just a trick based on disguise, lightness skills, qigong, and some strange ideas.

As long as you understand the principle, the strength of those ninjas when using ninjutsu is not as strong as if you just rush over.

Regaining his composure, Li Chaofeng looked at the figure in front of him.

Xiaoyao Hou, Ge Shutian.

Cunning, vicious and shameless.

Squinting his eyes, Li Chaofeng looked straight at the tall figure in front of him, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Are you Xiaoyao Hou?"

Xiaoyao Cave is the lair of Xiaoyao Hou.

Without Xiaoyao Hou's consent, no one could find his exact location.

The current situation is that it is not that Li Chaofeng found Xiaoyao Hou, but that Xiaoyao Hou found Li Chaofeng.

Xiaoyao Hou sat in his seat, looking at the tall figure under the platform, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

How great it would be if he had Li Chaofeng's body.

Seeing Li Chaofeng coming to him alone, Xiaoyao Hou laughed loudly.

"It is said that the Sky Dragon is very tall, but now it seems that it is not that tall."

Li Chaofeng heard this but did not respond. He just looked around and then shook his head.

A group of ordinary people stood on both sides. Except for those with some strength, I'm afraid that ordinary masters would not be able to deal with them.

Li Chaofeng felt that the other person was short, and at the same time he could hear that he cared about his height.

But this is not the right time to mock the other person's body shape.

Li Chaofeng is here to save people, not to kill people.

With a cold look in his eyes, Li Chaofeng asked directly.

"You have imprisoned people from the nine sects?"

Xiaoyao Hou looked at Li Chaofeng and laughed, but still asked in return.

"Did the mouse who only knew how to hide under water tell you this?"

"pity.."

Xiaoyao Hou paused and shook his head slowly, his tone firm and decisive.

"He guessed wrong. I have never arrested anyone from any of the nine sects."

"But by doing something that I have never done before, you can lure the Sky Dragon here."

"That mouse did something that made me very happy."

Xiaoyao Hou laughed, his laughter was full of disdain and hostility. It seemed that he didn't care that others falsely accused him of arresting people from the nine major sects, and he didn't mind becoming an enemy with Li Chaofeng.

The means by which the Sky Dragon has become so powerful throughout the world have always been his lightness skills and magic sword.

With the Deer-Cutting Knife in his hand and in an underground cave, Xiaoyao Hou was very confident that he would be the final winner.

But instead of just jumping over and chopping off the opponent's neck, Xiaoyao Hou prefers to play with his prey bit by bit.

Only when the opponent gives up struggling and Xiaoyao Hou gets bored will he kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

Li Chaofeng narrowed his eyes, Zhao Wuji disappeared, and then Shi Qiushan appeared.

In the entire martial arts world, the only person who can make all the masters of the nine sects disappear without a trace is Xiaoyao Hou.

Lu Xiaofeng found Xiaoyao Cave purely by following clues, but Li Chaofeng came to Xiaoyao Cave relying on prophetic means.

Li Chaofeng shook his head slightly, his expression unchanged, and said calmly: "I believe in him, and I believe in myself."

Xiaoyao Hou sneered: "With your wisdom, you should understand one thing: excessive self-confidence is arrogance."

"is it?"

Li Chaofeng frowned and stretched out his long arms.

From the sleeves of varying lengths, a number of magic knives flew out like darts, and soon condensed into a three-foot long sword.

Watching Li Chaofeng summon the magic knife, Xiaoyao Hou, who was hiding in the shadows, burst into greed in his eyes.

Is this the world’s number one magical weapon?
It is indeed something magical and amazing.

When Li Chaofeng displayed his magic sword, it was naturally an invitation to a fight. Xiaoyao Hou did not avoid the fight at all, but just said proudly.

"It seems that the water rat has never told you how powerful I am?"

Li Chaofeng looked at the black shadow on the platform, sneered, and then spoke calmly.

"I won, you let me go."

A trace of anger appeared on the black shadow's face, as if he was irritated by Li Chaofeng's rudeness, and he spoke angrily.

"Stubborn!"

The black shadow moved, and the entire figure turned into illusion, and pounced towards Li Chaofeng.

Li Chaofeng looked at the phantom in front of him, his ears moved slightly, and he felt at ease.

Then a feeling of loneliness arose.

really
This world has never been a fantasy world.

The Xiaoyao Hou in front of him was mysterious and unpredictable, but everything in front of him was fake.

He still used Qinggong when moving.

Although the sound was slight, there were footsteps.

The opponent's Qinggong is quite good, and in terms of starting strength, he is no worse than an ordinary top master.

The tall black shadow took a step of three feet, then raised his hand and attacked Li Chaofeng.

Li Chaofeng turned a blind eye and chopped down with his sword.

The black shadow was just a fake, and Xiaoyao Hou's true identity was just a dwarf.

Xiaoyao Hou looked at Li Chaofeng and saw that he was not looking at him at all, but the blade was coming towards him. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

In just a moment, he realized that Li Chaofeng had never been deceived by his phantom body, and his face was immediately filled with anger.

"You know my location!!!"

Li Chaofeng lowered his head, his pupils were not focused on a certain point, but his eyes were fixed on Xiaoyao Hou's face, and he said contemptuously.

"Of course, I always knew that you were just a dwarf, and your height is not even as long as my magic sword."

"Magic Dragon!!!"

Xiaoyao Hou roared, but Li Chaofeng's long sword had already arrived in front of him, so he could only deal with it first.

Li Chaofeng was stunned.
His knife hit nothing.

The knife's power has been exhausted, and it is too late to retract it.

In that case
The magic knife exploded instantly, and Li Chaofeng retreated rapidly due to the repulsive force between his body and the magic knife.

The Chiyang Flying Knife flew out from between his fingers.

The Chiyang Flying Knife passed through the black shadow without encountering anything at all.

The black shadow was still a black shadow, and Xiaoyao Hou was still hiding in the shadow, but Li Chaofeng's two attacks both missed.

Even someone as strong-willed as Xiao Shiyilang felt powerless in the face of Xiaoyao Hou.

As smart as Lu Xiaofeng was, he was almost driven to mental collapse by Marquis Xiaoyao's pursuit.

Vision is useless, hearing is not enough, smell, touch, taste.

After analyzing the subtle anomalies transmitted from his five senses and recalling the settings of the novel, Li Chaofeng had a guess.

Qigong version, Indian Yoga.

(End of this chapter)