Urban Demon Slayer

At this moment, a very imposing voice suddenly sounded, and then the lid of the dustbin seemed to be smashed open by something, and then a wind blew by, and the chaotic garbage flew out of the dustbin, like a goddess. Scattered flowers are generally sprinkled along the surrounding.

"Grass, what..." Wang Qianchen instinctively blocked it with his hand.

Then, a copy of "A Dream of Red Mansions" rose into the sky, and with the help of this inexplicable wind, it flew at least two or three meters high, and then swayed to the other side of the alley.

"I'm so **** up, I want to run, I've asked my uncle if he is!"

A scolding sound immediately sounded, and the slab flew out from Wang Qianchen's back waist and shot straight towards the "Dream of Red Mansions".

With a loud "bang", "A Dream of Red Mansions" was shot directly to the ground.

"Monster, where are you running to!" Brick grinned and smashed towards "A Dream of Red Mansions" again.

"It's like you're not a monster!" Mr. Honglou also let out a roar, and then his body flew up with a "boom", hitting the bricks in front of him.

"Hahaha, when you bumped into this uncle, is your forehead strong enough?" In terms of hardness, bricks really don't frighten anyone. They can be compared to weapons made of the material of the Demon Slayer Sword!

Brick slammed into it confidently, as if he had seen Mr. Honglou kneeling and begging for mercy.

"It's time for the sky to be blue and cloudy, and the strength is brave!"

At this moment, Mr. Honglou murmured again, and then the whole book swelled rapidly, and soon grew to the size of a trash can.

"Fuck, what kind of sorcery is this?!" Banzhuan was stunned. He was not very tall, and the "Dream of Red Mansions" in his eyes almost obscured the sky.

"I don't compare the hardness with you, I compare the size and strength with you!" Mr. Honglou sneered, turned over directly in the air, slapped the brick on the ground, and then pressed it again.

"Oh, oh, oh..." Brick struggled hard, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all under the "Dream of Red Mansions" the size of a trash can.

"You're dead!" Mr. Honglou gritted his teeth.

"Have the ability to let the lord come out!" Brick yelled hoarsely.

The footsteps of "Tadata—" sounded, and it was Wang Qianchen who ran over, grabbed a corner of "A Dream of Red Mansions" with both hands, and then turned up with a "hey" force.

"Bangdangdang-" Dream of Red Mansions, which was as big as a trash can, was overturned several times and fell to one side.

"Quick, take me and do it with him!" Brick got out of the cage, jumped up, and instantly flew into Wang Qianchen's hands.

Holding a brick, Wang Qianchen quickly ran towards "A Dream of Red Mansions", stepped on the corner of the big book, and then waved the brick and smashed it down.

"Boom!"

"Ahhh!"

Wang Qianchen waved several times, and Mr. Honglou also screamed and screamed, and then there was blood oozing out of the cover of "A Dream of Red Mansions".

During this period, "A Dream of Red Mansions" struggled hard, and his strength was not small. Fortunately, Wang Qianchen's strength was also quite strong, and the spiritual power of the "sand" in his body surged, stepping on this big book.

"Strengthening the mountain is unparalleled!" At this moment, Mr. Honglou roared again, but his voice was hoarse, as if he was at the end of the fight.

Even so, "A Dream of Red Mansions" expanded rapidly and eventually became the size of a car. This time, Wang Qianchen couldn't hold it down, and he saw it fly into the air with a bang, and then pressed down on Wang Qianchen.

The whistling sound of "Huhuhu" sounded, and "Dream of Red Mansions" really slammed into Wang Qianchen like a car.

Wang Qianchen has a strong premonition that if he is hit by it, he will definitely die or be disabled!

"I don't want to kill people, why are you forcing me!" Mr. Honglou roared, with an indomitable aura.

Wang Qianchen pointed his toes a little and quickly avoided the "Dream of Red Mansions", which was as big as a car.

With a "bang", "A Dream of Red Mansions" hit the ground heavily, and a deep pit was smashed into the concrete road!

"Why are you forcing me! Why are you forcing me! I'm a scholar, and I've always been silent, so why are everyone forcing me!" The whistling sound also sounded again.

Wang Qianchen was on all fours, relying on his dexterous figure, dodging and moving in the alley, dodging left and right, avoiding the repeated attacks of "Dream of Red Mansions", and in less than a minute of battle, the ground and walls had already smashed one after another. deep pit.

And Wang Qianchen also quickly discovered that although this "Dream of Red Mansions" is big enough and strong enough, it's not very flexible.

In a short period of time, Wang Qianchen quickly formulated a strategy and planned to use his sensitive speed to defeat the enemy.

"despair--"

At this moment, a light sound protruded, and Wang Qianchen's heel touched the wall, preventing his body from jumping up in a short time.

Looking back, it turned out to be a wall, this alley was a dead end, and Wang Qianchen had unknowingly retreated to the corner.

In normal times, it is not a problem for him to jump over this high wall.

But now it was too late, the whistling sound of "Huhuhu" sounded, and "Dream of Red Mansions" the size of a car rushed over.

The front, rear, left and right roads are blocked and there is no way to avoid it.

Just when Wang Qianchen was about to be crushed into flesh, the brick in his hand shouted loudly, "Quickly use the skills of [Danshan] in [Seventy-two Transformations]!"