Chapter 22: The End of the Battle of Tokyo

Michiko was almost crazy at this time. He flew into the air with the eight mirrors full of broken lines in one hand and took a look at the few people who were still alive in the water. He raised the eight glasses with both hands and looked at Zhang Feng and said, "Even if I die today, I will die with you." After saying that, he gently closed his eyes and began to say words in his mouth.

Zhang Feng stood quietly in the air. As Zhang Feng, who has the memory of Bai Qi and part of the memory of the god of war, the more he can escape at this time, because he has dignity and the courage not to bow his head in death. In the face of Mei Zhizi, a nearly half-crazy woman, Zhang Feng chose to stay and wanted to Defeat her with your own hands, even if you are likely to lose a lot or even your life in this battle, you will never run away.

As the spell in Michiko's mouth became more and more urgent, the power of the sun gathered in the eight mirrors was also more and more. Zhang Feng felt that the temperature around him had dropped several degrees. It can be said that the eight mirrors absorbed all the power of the sun around him. With such a powerful blow, Zhang Feng suddenly felt that he might have been facing this time in history. The most powerful attack.

With a clear sound, the surface of the eight-mile mirror, which was already covered with fine cracks, deepened. Perhaps because of the excessively powerful force of the sun, the fine cracks on the surface of the eight-mile mirror began to expand. Zhang Feng knew that maybe the next time the sound of fragmentation sounded, it would be the time for the eight mirrors to emit powerful power.

At this time, Zhang Feng, like Michiko, stood quietly in the air, and the murderous spirit on his body had all subsided, but Zhang Feng made a gesture of pointing to the sky. The powerful cosmic power was quickly filling Zhang Feng's body. At this time, Zhang Feng was like a sponge, making the universe scattered between heaven and earth. The force was forcibly compressed, and all of them gathered in Dantian.

Zhang Feng seemed to have fallen into a strange space at this time, as if he was the only one in the world. The sun was shining and lively around him, and all the flowers and trees were competing to show their lives. Just as Zhang Feng was immersed in this environment, suddenly, an old voice interrupted Zhang Feng's thoughts.

"Brother, are you finally about to wake up?" Zhang Feng was stunned and looked at the sound. He saw an old man standing in the air in a gray robe. Zhang Feng felt a real silence from the old man. Listen to the old man say, "Brother, during the period of destruction ten thousand years later, you finally began to wake up, and our agreement began to be invalidated. In the future, you will still be your god of war, my brother. The seal I put on you also began to loosen. Until one day you can mix the two memories of Bai Qi and Xing Tian, you can break through the seal and restore the previous mana, but everything is difficult. If you can't pass this time, I'm afraid you will have to wait for the next reincarnation.

Zhang Feng smiled. Since Mo Long told him about his life, he has been curious about his brother Hongjun. He didn't understand what kind of person he could be the ancestor of the three teachings and four saints. But today, when he saw this old old man, Zhang Feng's thoughts suddenly changed greatly, because in Zhang In Feng's imagination, Hongjun Taoist should be an auspicious and unfathomable Taoist priest, but the old man who appeared in front of him today did look like this and couldn't help making Zhang Feng give him a discount.

"Ha ha, are you a little disappointed after seeing me?" Hongjun said with a smile. Zhang Feng nodded and said, "I'm really disappointed. I didn't expect that the famous Hongjun's ancestor was a bad old man." Hongjun nodded and said, "In fact, the appearance is just illusory. Whether it is young or old, they are human. As long as they can return to the original, they are real people." After saying that, Hongjun pointed to his gray clothes and asked, "Brother, do you know why my clothes are gray?"

Zhang Feng was stunned and shook her head gently. Hongjun Taoist smiled and said, "Everything in heaven and earth has yin and yang, and black and white are always the ancestors of the two poles. I wear gray, that is, between the two colors. In fact, there is no good and evil in the world, let alone justice. Only gray can exist forever, do you understand?"

After listening to Hongjun's words, Zhang Feng seemed to catch something in his mind, but he couldn't think of anything after thinking about it. At this time, Hongjun continued, "Brother, you have come to the source of all things, which is a lot of epiphany. Remember, the origin of all materials is gray. Only when you understand what gray is can you truly know the principles of all things."

After listening to this, Zhang Feng just nodded. Hongjun smiled and waved his hand gently. Suddenly, a huge suction pulled Zhang Feng back to reality. At this time, Molong was anxiously shouting in Zhang Feng's brain: "Master, master, don't gather the cosmic force again. Your mortal body can't gather so many cosmic forces at all. If it goes on like this, there is likely to be a danger of explosion. Let me do it. As long as I return to the body and deal with this woman Not to say."

"I'll do it!" Zhang Feng said lightly. Just now, when communicating with Hongjun, Zhang Feng grasped the gray, because Zhang Feng had some understanding at this time. Gray is between black and white, and black and white do represent the two poles, polarizing everything, yin and yang, good and evil, are between the two poles. If you are not good or evil, it can be said that they are at the two poles. In between, that is, the gray that Hongjun said, only when he truly abandons the idea of good and evil in his heart can he understand the real road.

Zhang Feng felt the power of his universe. As Molong said, it was indeed close to the limit. If he gathered, he was likely to explode and die. At that time, Michiko would die first without attacking him. Looking at this body, Zhang Feng suddenly thought of something. He not only did not listen to Mo Long's words, but also instilled a large amount of the cosmic force into his body.

The powerful power of the universe has been ready to move in Zhang Feng's body, and it seems that it may explode at any time. However, Zhang Feng continued to say that the cosmic force was full of his body as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, Dantian made a slight explosion sound, but with the explosion, Zhang Feng seemed to have eaten *, not painful, but enjoyed it.

Gently closed his eyes, and the powerful compression force exploded in Zhang Feng's Dantian, quickly flowing through Zhang Feng's body bloodline. When he reached the Baihui hole above his head, suddenly, a strong gray light like a needle-sized light shot out of Zhang Feng's Baihui hole and went straight to the sky. Zhang Feng is also enjoying this result. No longer full of anyone's voice, only Zhang Feng's meridians are slowly turning gray.

"Zhang Feng, go to hell!" Michiko shouted loudly, and then the eight mirrors made a series of small noises. A huge beam of light containing almost destructive power shot out of the eight mirrors and came towards Zhang Feng extremely quickly. Just around this light, gray voids appeared. This force was actually hard. Shengsheng tore the whole space. Although there is no danger of collapse, it is enough to prove that the beam of light is powerful.

And Zhang Feng seemed to be still immersed in his own world and did not take this powerful beam of light at all. When the beam of light was about to bombard Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng finally opened his eyes and looked at the powerful beam of light. His eyes were full of calmness without any feelings. At this moment, a few Zhang Feng's eyes turned gray and was not angry at all.

Gently raised his hand, and the Molong blade in his hand raised to the sky and looked at the huge pillar of light rushing towards him. Suddenly, Zhang Feng made a move to split Huashan. A miracle happened. The Molong blade did not emit any power, but such a flat split actually split the whole huge column of light in half, powerful The beam of light that can tear through the void is under the chopping of the ink dragon blade, forming two huge pillars of light that shoot far behind Zhang Feng.

"Boom!" A huge sound sounded, and an island behind him was hit by one of the beams. Suddenly, it could not withstand the powerful destructive power of the beam and collapsed in an instant. And this beam seemed to have not been stopped at all, and continued to rush ahead without stopping at all.

A crisp sound sounded, as if a glass had been broken. This time, the eight mirrors completely turned into fragments, and pieces of light fell into the sea. As the eight mirrors completely shattered, the huge beam of light also stopped abruptly. When Michiko saw this moment in front of him, she couldn't believe her eyes and saw that Zhang Feng was still doing a force split posture, but the beam of the eight mirror had turned into two halves and disappeared into the sky, and Zhang Feng seemed to have nothing to do.

"Impossible!" After saying this, Michiko immediately closed her eyes and fell from the air. At this time, Zhang Feng turned gray all over. Looking at Michiko, who was still holding the only eight mirror frame in her hand, falling to the sea, gently stretched out a hand and grabbed the void. Michiko's body suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Marry a chicken with a dog. Now that you have married Liu Qiang, that's us Chinese. I won't let you die. Let's go back to China with us and continue your sweet life." Zhang Feng said lightly. Then he looked at the sea level in the distance without any expression on his face. Five fingers gently shrank in, and Michiko's body quickly flew towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng had already taken back the Molong blade and whispered with Mei Zhizi in his hands, "You have lost your eight mirrors. Now you are an ordinary woman and can no longer oppose me, so I don't have to kill you." After saying that, he gently scratched Michiko's face, and a gray breath emitted from Zhang Feng's hand and instantly surrounded Michiko's face. In a long time, Michiko moved his eyes and woke up.

When he saw Zhang Feng, he suddenly screamed loudly. Everything he said was in Japanese, and Zhang Feng couldn't understand a word. Then Zhang Feng shook his head and gently pressed it on Michiko's neck. Michiko, who had woken up, lost consciousness in an instant. Then Zhang Feng flew to the sea in the distance with Michiko in her arms.