"Boy, you really have some skills, don't you?"
Zhang Mo rolled up his sleeves and said, "But I am the Crazy King Mo, known as the "Duichuanchang", and it is not a false name!"
Brother Liu raised his eyelids slightly, "I am Brother Liu, the brother of the younger brother, and I don't get the title for nothing."
"snort!"
"Pick it up for me!"
Zhang Mofeng roared, "Numerous readers read the books day and night and applaud!"
Liu Di stood up and said, "I am grateful to the author for his self-discipline and self-writing of the book by the willow bank window!"
Zhang Mofeng paused again, still very neat! And, it seemed to be a metaphor for a great story that was worth singing and crying! "Boy, answer it again!"
Zhang Mo stepped on the table and asked, "A road connecting north and south?"
“Two small shops selling things!”
Hiss. Zhang Mofeng rolled up his sleeves again, turned around and pointed at the thick white fog behind him.
"Under the Great Fog Mountain, Mo Feng is guarding the city gate alone, and no one can enter!"
"The leaders of China are blocking our progress. Who can stop me?"
Shout?
Zhang Mo was stunned. This guy doesn't even need to think when making couplets now? Mr. Song in the pavilion clearly understood Liu Di's metaphor, and his mouth twitched.
Zhang Mo slammed the table and said, "Then let me talk about my Mo family!"
"My first couplet: The bow may be strong, but the stone is harder, much stronger!"
Brother Liu curled his lips slightly, "Second line! The wood is horizontal, but it is easy to push with your hands, push horizontally!"
“Ah, this!”
Zhang Mofeng's face flushed red as he circled around his desk. He raised his hand to pick up his brush and suddenly frowned and shouted, "The little madman will surely lose!"
Brother Liu said calmly: "It's too difficult for the mysterious Mohist to win!"
Me?
Zhang Mofeng was a little anxious, and blurted out the couplet, "Throughout the ages, the technology of the Mohist school of thought has been invincible!"
Brother Liu said proudly: "In this era, the young brother Liu is invincible!"
Oh my god!
Zhang Mofeng stepped back and covered his chest.
Then his true colors reappeared, he picked up the ink and drank it in one gulp, "So angry, so angry, young and arrogant!"
Brother Liu waved his hand and said, "I am not talented enough, I will make you look for your teeth on the ground!"
Ah! Poof! Zhang Mo sprayed ink into the sky! Everyone at the scene was completely stunned.
Mr. Song held a cup of tea in his hand, which was trembling slightly, and he never brought it to his mouth.
Elder Fanxi’s face was filled with horror, oh my God!
No matter how tricky the couplets Zhang Mofeng came up with, Liu Di could just come up with them without even thinking!
Whether you use the terrain or rhyme the beginning and the end, Brother Liu can crack them all!
Moreover, in Liu Di's couplets, there are metaphors for reality everywhere, hinting at Mr. Song's tyranny, while also showing his own strong strength and incomparable confidence everywhere! Sure enough, it didn't take more than 3 minutes.
Zhang Mo, one of the great masters of Mohism, sprays ink on the spot!
Poof. Zhang Mofeng's personality is just as his name suggests, crazy and mad, acting out the plot of a movie on the spot, constantly spraying ink! Of course, he really couldn't think of a couplet! "Hehe."
“Very interesting.”
Only a clear laugh could be heard from behind the distant white mist.
This person was standing high above, observing everything, hiding his figure far away.
Brother Liu also heard the laughter clearly and squinted his eyes to look into the distance.
Then, he turned around and said to Zhang Mofeng, "You are already a small noodle shop, can I leave now?"
Gurgle!
Zhang Mofeng forced himself to swallow the ink in his mouth, "No! I can think of another absolute, wait a minute, I'm going to kill you!"
"This is a defeated opponent. You must ignore him this time."
After saying this, Brother Liu took a step forward.
When he was about to enter the white fog, Liu Di suddenly felt his body become weak.
The white mist was like gelatin, seemingly light and clear, but it could actually hinder a person's body!
Brother Liu reached out to touch it, and the moment he touched the white mist, he actually felt like he was touching a wall.
This amazed him.
The demon boy jumped out, "This is not ordinary white mist. Although the density is small, the connection between water molecules is extremely condensed. There should be a gene person who can control the water element around."
I see.
Brother Liu nodded slowly.
At this time, Zhang Mo climbed up and laughed: "Haha, there is a white ink formation under our feet. Brother Liu, you can't leave. You stay and play with me. I tell you, the formation is unique and there is no solution to this fog!"
But behind him, Queen Oya's face flashed with anger, "What's wrong with you Mo family? You obviously lost the competition, but you don't let people move forward?"
Clang! As soon as Queen Oya finished speaking, a dazzling golden light flashed behind her!
A golden long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand!
The blade was gleaming brightly, the tip of the knife pointed diagonally at the ground! She glared at the white mist in front of her!
Mr. Song was shocked by this scene.
This Master Mo Feng is also like that!
If you lose, you should let him go. Why do you insist on staying? Now the Queen of the Golden Country is going to take action. If the situation becomes chaotic, won’t it be difficult for me, the Chinese, to survive in the middle?
And Liu brother.
I just got a glimpse of the secret and obtained the magic weapon to suppress women - majesty.
I have a plan for this matter!
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He said proudly: "Oya, this is a man's business, step back!"
Oya's body froze! He felt an invisible domineering aura sweeping over him! After that.
Brother Liu turned around gracefully, looking forward, swung his arm, pointed at the ground, and with a clang, a long black sword appeared in his hand! Zhang Mofeng pursed his lips, "Brother Liu, my wife's golden sword looks very impressive, but it can't cut through the white mist in front of us, let alone your pitch-black little sword!"
"Hahaha!"
Between heaven and earth, Liu Di's heroic laughter rang out. He held a long sword in his hand and stood in front of the white mist. Among a group of Mohist disciples in ancient costumes, he had the demeanor of an ancient knight!
His laughter was full of pride and arrogance, which invisibly infected everyone and moved their hearts.
Between mountains and rivers, in the breeze.
Brother Liu suddenly raised his voice, "Haha, what kind of formation is so unique and the fog is so unsolvable? Look at me breaking the sky with one sword!"
immediately.
He stomped his feet and the ground shook!
Liu Di's body suddenly rose from the ground!
The sword in his hand began to vibrate and ring inexplicably !
The long sword in his hand grew longer in the wind, and the sword body rippled, and instantly pierced into the sky! It was as if there was a black line between heaven and earth.
At the end of the black line, there was a man in the air, his clothes rustling in the wind!
His slightly long hair fluttered in the air, and his right eye flashed purple!
Like a god.
Hundreds of Mohist disciples could no longer remain calm and looked up! Mr. Song felt palpitations! Queen Oya opened her beautiful eyes. In the battle on Golden Island, Brother Liu only used a black smoke and did not show his strength. What kind of terrifying existence is he? I only heard Brother Liu say: "Mr. Song, Mohist, you said that I don't need to limit my strength, that's good, take my sword!"
The next moment.
There was a loud roar in the air and a heat wave came towards us!
The endless sword in Brother Liu's hand suddenly burst into flames!
The flames turned from red to orange and then to bright white.
White pointed flame, the highest temperature of the flame!
Liu Di had a smile on his face that no one could fathom. He waved his arm and chopped down with his sword! The clouds in the sky were instantly disturbed!
The long sword burning with white flames, like a punishment from the gods, aimed at the center of the white mist and chopped it down! This terrifying momentum and the temperature that could roast a person.
It was as if the sky was pressing down on him, sweeping everything away and cutting off everything! The air current that was blowing in his face made Zhang Mo fall madly, ink spilled on the ground, and the rice paper on the table was instantly rolled up into the sky and disappeared.
Mr. Song in the pavilion was blown so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and the teacups and tea sets on the table fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
And Oya had to use his golden sword to support the ground to keep his body steady.
Dang! A sound of metal collision resounded through the sky, forming ripples, causing the white mist formation to roll continuously! Chi! The extremely high temperature of the sword body just touched the white mist, instantly vaporizing the moisture in it and dispersing it in the air! The white mist formation was as solid as a rock.
But it couldn't withstand Liu Di's liquid metal and the blazing flames brought by the witch's DNA! Boom! The ground shook violently!
The white mist continued to rise, and there was even a burning smell! This sword was truly unrivaled! Buzz! Another tremor that could make everyone's ears shatter came!
Everyone only felt that the overwhelming pressure and temperature disappeared in an instant!
The world returned to peace.
In panic, everyone opened their eyes that were blinded by the wind and sand.
I was shocked!
I saw the white fog formation several kilometers ahead was cut in half from the center!
Forming a huge passage that goes straight upward!
The true form of the winding Sanzhi slope has also been clearly revealed!
And the man in white.
He was already standing at the foot of the Sanzhi slope with his hands behind his back, looking up.
In front of me, white mist rolled back.
Momentum, who else but me!
Hello everyone! Today there are three chapters, please allow me to update one less chapter... There are too many things to do at home, please bear with me, thank you.