Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

This excitement would make him ignore the needs and desires of his body. No matter how tired or hungry his body was, Fang Bailu did not need sleep or food.

Until he yells stop... or dies.

During this period of time, Fang Bailu will break through the limitations of his usual thinking.

The blue veins were like marks on a painting, spreading from his neck all the way to his forehead:

"Yizhitang has rented the first and second floors of this building. The first floor store covers an area of ​​370 square meters and the actual area is 350 square meters. The rent is 105 yuan, which will be paid to the actual owner, the Induction Association, twice a month."

"The phone used the Zhuxie filter twelve times in ten minutes, and the body temperature exceeded that of a burning fire. The flying speed also dropped by at least 30%. When the sword was drawn, it could no longer leave an afterimage in the eyes."

"There are still fourteen surviving bandits. Judging from their postures, techniques, and props, there is one virgin, at least five with sexual abnormalities, and the rest have more or less worked part-time in the red-light district. The frequency settings of the sexual positions left by the spell are still there."

"Night Owl devoured seven corpses in total. He chewed but did not swallow. The Evil-Slaying Filter killed at least five of his main limbs, but it seemed his body had grown..."

……

Fang Bailu's teeth clashed uncontrollably, like a beggar trapped in the cold wind.

It seemed as if hundreds of people were brainstorming in his mind, constantly throwing out all kinds of plans, reports, proposals, and even fancy PPTs.

Countless pieces of information were captured into Fang Bailu's brain through his senses, and transformed into various conclusions and judgments that were useful or useless through his knowledge reserves and conjectures.

This is not the analysis and calculation provided by the "external consciousness" and the powerful computing power in the auxiliary brain...

Instead, it is a violent vortex composed of leaping imagination and the crazy divergence of a single thought.

"A sword is not an axe, nor is it a knife. A sword is meant to be used to stab. Where should it be stabbed? Pierce your weak points, pierce your vital organs, stab to death, stab to kill..."

Fang Bailu opened his eyes wide, his lips and tongue moving at the fastest speed since he was born, spitting out his chaotic thoughts:

If he doesn't do this, he'll explode!

"I want to believe in science. Just as if you are a cancer cell, just as if you can proliferate indefinitely! Just as if you have always-active telomerase to repair the damaged telomeres in your innate qi..."

He was not talking to the Night Owl, but to the imaginary girl from Xihe.

Fang Bailu bent his body to avoid the sharp teeth that were biting at him. He kicked another surviving horse thief and used the thief's sunken and broken sternum to change the direction of his flight; he dodged the long tongue that was following him like a shadow.

"I want to fight poison with poison. I need something like 'oncolytic virus'! But is it really possible to get a virus that can kill the immortal's body? No, no -"

"Immortal: Those who are immortal, do not eat and are divine. Longevity... the way to longevity..."

In his "previous life", he had read a report. It was the answer he received after asking the ultimate question to the then rudimentary artificial intelligence:

"Why live? Live to live forever."

Fang Bailu caught a glimpse of ethereal inspiration, lurking in the corner like a firefly in a foggy night:

"The Xihe girl's body is not meant for fighting. This kind of violence is just a byproduct of the 'Way of Immortality'..."

He stretched his face: the smile that had arisen involuntarily never disappeared, and his face even became stiff and painful.

"This isn't some random monster, it's the product of science. It can't be this crazy! How did Night Owl manage to stay human before?"

This question immediately leads to another question:

"I have already used Zhuxie to revive Night Owl's body once, why did it activate the immortal's body instead?"

All the details come together with the stimulation of the upper Dantian:

……

Shin-chan never takes off his respirator and has superhuman metabolic rate and recovery ability.

"There's something wrong with the cigarettes this person smokes..." Xiaoxin said this when they first met.

The cigarette that Night Owl took out of his mouth suddenly went out before anything strange happened to him.

……

"That's not smoke."

Fang Bailu hugged his knees with his arms and fell into the round hole cut by the mobile phone in the ground.

He got down on all fours and rolled to the side, just in time to avoid the sharp tongue of the night owl that chiseled down from the second floor and drilled into the cement.

"That must be some kind of inhibitor that keeps the immortal's body stable!"

If the cigarette is relit, perhaps Night Owl can be restored to human form.

Fang Bailu twisted his neck fiercely, searching the first floor:

But no matter where, there is no cigarette -

In just a split second of hesitation, the blood-colored python swept to his side. From its tongue, tiny gums spread out and bit Fang Bailu's chest and abdomen!

"……ha."

The mobile phone, which seemed to be flying a little slowly, slid across the "branches" where the gums and tongue connect.

Fang Bailu fiercely tore off the strip of meat that was still biting him and threw it aside - along with it, the skin and muscles that were bitten were also torn off.

He held tightly the intestines that flowed out of the wound and stuffed them back into his stomach:

Zizizi!

The entire body of the cell phone was blazing white and emitting high heat. It was pressed against the side of the abdomen, burning the wound to a crisp.

"Tsk."

The upper Dantian was still running at full speed, suppressing the pain. But if it continued like this, he would either go crazy or suffer brain damage.

Fang Bailu stood up:

"The cigarette is in Night Owl's body!"

"My phone is overheating and I can't use the filter anymore. I can only try to cut open the immortal's body bit by bit."

"If there is another helper..."

He did not bring Shin-chan with him because he was worried that Yuka-song would cause the boy to mutate. The same was true for Anbennola and Shou-niang - and the artificial spine of the prosthesis needed repair.

In this slaughterhouse, Fang Bailu suddenly thought of Erni:

After a few days, has she found a suitable job in Penang? Is the bike easy to ride?

Another long tongue came down from the top of his head, brushing past his shoulder and splashing blood.

Fang Bailu wanted to continue leaping to avoid the attack range of the Night Owl, but he stumbled and fell to the ground.

After all, this is just a shell made of flesh and blood, and no matter how strong the will is, it cannot transcend matter.

"A little injury doesn't matter. I can kill him. There are ways to kill him."

Fang Bailu licked his lips, feeling no fear in his heart, only pleasure. He had uncovered a little more of the secrets of the Xihe girl; as long as he had a little more spare time, he would be able to kill Night Owl, his most terrifying enemy so far.

"Timing! I just need a little bit of timing—"

……

Noisy!

The display screens in the pharmacy, whether they were broken or intact, or even those broken pieces... every screen suddenly burst into brilliance. In the golden-red light that spread in all directions, words scrolled by:

"I take refuge in the Three Jewels! I take refuge in the Three Jewels!"

"Nirvana! Nirvana!"

Chinese characters are densely packed like an endless waterfall.

The silk banner held in the hands of the holographic patients dissipated like mist, and was replaced by a dazzling sharp blade. They raised their arms, one blade pointed to the sky, and the other blade touched the ground.

Fang Bailu opened his mouth blankly, moved by this sudden strange sight.

The sky outside the window went from dark to bright, as if a meteorite from the sky was falling towards us.

boom!

The half of the ceiling that was left suddenly collapsed, and Night Owl fell to the ground along with the falling concrete.

A thin figure stood on top of the huge body, inserting two long knives deep into the deformed and twisted mass of flesh.

All the holographic patients in the hall roared loudly, their blurred faces half glaring, half kind—

“Praise: Namo the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Erni Bodhisattva!”

"Hi!"

Erni laughed.

Chapter 157 "Persistence"

"Oh shit."

Fang Bailu suddenly felt like laughing——

It wasn’t because I met my former employees again after not seeing them for several days at this unexpected time and place.

But it’s because... Erni was holding two knives.

"Where did you pick up this broken sword? Can't you avoid what's coming?"

Fang Bailu rubbed his dry eyes and silently observed the differences in the old employees:

There was a circle of light, shining behind her head.

Looking closely, it was a shawl fluttering around Erni's body; the two ends sometimes penetrated into her shoulder blades, and sometimes stretched out from other parts of her limbs with blood, becoming one with her.

"ribbon……?"

The shawl glowed bright golden red, and the rubber raincoat Erni was wearing was also stained by the light.

Fang Bailu narrowed his eyes and covered the window with his hands:

The light is actually emitted by densely packed and constantly rolling "0"s and "1".

"'Buddha'?"

He didn't know what happened to Erni, only a faint sense of uneasiness stabbed at the back of his neck——

"Ah, ah ah... It's been a long time... It's been so many years since we last met..."

"what?"

The person who spoke was not Fang Bailu, but Night Owl, whose body was covered in blood and flesh.

It seemed that his bones were not strong enough to keep up with the weight of his increasingly large body, but the fall of several meters also caused his limbs to break and bend into weird angles.

Mouths facing each other opened from the torn skin, emitting hoarse laughter:

"...How is it... How does it feel to be a child for the rest of my life..."

"…your illness…is not cheap to order…but picky eating and betrayal…are worth the price…"

Fang Bailu clamped his armpits around the steel bars sticking out of the pillar behind him to steady his shaking body:

"I know she was a horse thief. No one but them calls a carriage a good horse. But ..."

It's no secret that Night Owl has a cruel temperament and likes to order strange and incurable diseases for his enemies at high prices.

But Fang Bailu never thought that Erni was also one of the victims.

“Is it a disease that stops growth and development?”

The Night Owl's mouth was still spitting saliva and chattering:

"...I can't eat human flesh...I won't kill children...How can you take over my caravan..."

"...Come on...let's see your sword skills now..."

The long tongues sprang up, dancing like a group of snakes. Rows of long teeth were located on the top of the tongues, slapping at Erni with a loud "snap" sound.

Ping! Ping! Ping! Ping!

Crisp and high-pitched explosions followed one after another.

But Erni didn't move at all - there seemed to be an invisible inverted bowl around her, blocking the attack of the night owl.

"It's the streamer. It catches them all."

The shawl was like a living thing, constantly moving back and forth, twisting and turning, colliding again and again with the long tongues that were chopping down from the surroundings.

Fang Bailu could even hear the creaking sound of the scarf moving through Erni's body and rubbing against her bones. Blood gushed out from the wound like small fountains, but Erni ignored it.