Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Wu Song stood with a gun in his hand, his eyes as firm as a rock. The blue light emanating from his body flickered like cold stars, and the power of ice lingered around him.

The black and white Mo Xie formed a horn-like posture. The black Mo Xie took the lead in attacking, letting out a strange roar like a night owl. His body was as fast as a ghost. He rushed forward in an instant, dancing with his claws, bringing out heavy black ink shadows.

"Are you serious about it?"

Wuqing's frown also relaxed quietly.

Like a deadly shadow in the dark night, it pressed straight into Wu Song's throat, and said viciously:

"Boy, today is the day you die!"

Bai Moxie was not idle either. He muttered something to himself, forming seals with his hands. White threads of evil energy entwined around his fingertips, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Wu Song at any moment. He sneered:

"Trying to stop us is simply overestimating your own abilities."

"Feel this power well, don't be afraid, feel the power of the body sect with your heart..."

Mo Yun's reassuring voice echoed in his mind again!

"Ok!"

Wu Song then snorted calmly:

"How dare you speak so arrogantly? Today is the day of your defeat!"

He shook the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear lightly touched the ground. In an instant, countless ice spikes broke out from the ground and shot towards Hei Moxie like sharp arrows.

Hei Mo Xie swung his claws, and the black shadow transformed into a shield, blocking the ice spikes, but his body was also slowed down. Wu Song took the opportunity to fly up, and his spear drew a blue arc in the air, piercing Hei Mo Xie with a biting cold air, and shouted:

"Take my move!"

Hei Moxie dodged the fierce attack with a flash, but unexpectedly Wu Song turned around and swept out with his spear.

It hit Hei Mo Xie heavily, making a dull thud. Hei Mo Xie staggered a few steps. Wu Song mocked:

"That's all."

Seeing this, Bai Moxie shouted angrily:

"Don't be arrogant!"

The chaotic thread in his hand shot towards Wusong like an arrow.

Wu Song landed on the ground with both feet, thrust his spear into the ground, and quickly formed seals with his hands. A huge ice wall was instantly built in front of him. The evil power threads hit the ice wall, splashing bursts of ice chips and faint light.

The veins on Wu Song's forehead bulged, and he used all his strength to activate the dual power of Fire Cloud and Ice Cloud. The ice wall instantly transformed into countless ice blades and reflected towards Bai Moxie. At the same time, he shouted:

"Your evil deeds end here!"

Bai Moxie was struggling under the attack of the ice blade. Several wounds had been cut on his body, and his white robe was soaked with blood. He gritted his teeth and said:

"You were able to hurt me! I didn't expect you could control his power so well..."

Hei Moxie steadied his body and looked at Bai Moxie. The two of them chanted an ancient evil spell in unison, and the air around them instantly became as thick as ink.

Together, they summoned a huge inky vortex, in which countless vengeful spirits were struggling and howling, sweeping towards Wusong.

"Gather all your strength and attack one point!"

Mo Yun's voice came again.

Wu Song took a deep breath and concentrated his rhythmic energy on the tip of his spear. The spear emitted a dazzling blue light and he shouted:

"Come on! Let me show you how to break this evil magic of yours!"

Then he rushed towards the inky vortex with a gun. The gun light collided with the vortex, making a deafening roar. The light and darkness intertwined and tore each other, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.

Hei Moxie shouted wildly at the side:

"This vortex will swallow you up, accept your fate!"

Wu Song roared in response:

"I, Wusong, will never surrender and will bring you to justice!"

As the battle continued, the vortex spun faster and faster, and the powerful suction force began to pull Wu Song's body.

Wu Song's feet were firmly planted on the ground, and the power of icy energy condensed into a thick layer of ice beneath his feet, counteracting the suction. However, Hei Bai Mo Xie continued to increase his strength, and Wu Song's body was gradually lifted up, inching closer to the vortex.

At this moment, a look of determination flashed in Wu Song's eyes. He bit his tongue hard and a mouthful of blood splattered on the spear. The spear shone brightly and actually tore a hole in the vortex.

Wu Song seized the opportunity to break free from the suction and rushed towards Hei Mo Xie like a cannonball, stabbing him with his spear. Hei Mo Xie was unable to dodge and was pierced in the shoulder by the spear, letting out a painful howl.

"Ah-"

"How dare you, you lowly cat, hurt someone as noble as me!"

Seeing that his clone was injured, Bai Moxie rushed towards Wu Song like a madman, dancing with his hands to create a white light and shadow, each light and shadow was like a sharp blade.

Wu Song drew back his spear and faced Bai Moxie. The spear blade intertwined with the light and shadow, splashing a string of sparks.

During the fierce battle, Wu Song's clothes were torn and there were several bloodstains on his body. Bai Moxie was also injured by Wu Song's gun energy and his breath became disordered.

Hei Moxie endured the pain and joined the battle again. They performed a strange joint attack technique.

"The power of the dragon is not something you alone can master..."

The black shadow of Hei Moxie and the white evil power of Bai Moxie merged into a huge black and white dragon, pouncing towards Wu Song with its fangs and claws bared.

Wu Song was not afraid at all. He poured all his strength into the spear. The spear body hummed. He shouted loudly and started a desperate fight with the dragon.

"Hahaha, this secret technique feels really great!"

The spear stabbed at the dragon again and again, but was bounced off by its hard scales. However, Wu Song did not retreat at all. Every rebound made him adjust his tactics and look for the dragon's flaws.

After a fierce collision, Wu Song seized the opportunity, turned his spear into a blue lightning, and pierced it straight into the dragon's left eye.

The dragon rolled over in pain, and Hei Bai Mo Xie was also attacked and vomited blood.

Wu Song took the opportunity to launch a final attack. He jumped high, gathered all the remaining rhythmic energy in his body, formed a huge ice-blue ball of light, and then smashed it down hard at Hei Bai Mo Xie.

"What? This is impossible..."

"boom!"

Hei Bai Mo Xie looked at the ball of light in horror and wanted to dodge but he was powerless. With a loud bang, the ball of light exploded and Hei Bai Mo Xie was knocked away by the powerful force and fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown.

Wu Song also knelt on one knee due to exhaustion, breathing heavily, but his eyes were still firmly fixed on the enemy, ready to face any changes.

Although Wu Song was exhausted, he still forced himself to stand up and looked at the fallen Hei Bai Mo Xie vigilantly.

At this moment, the black and white evil bodies began to tremble slightly, and slowly floated up. Their figures gradually became illusory, and evil energy surged around them, as if concentrating for the final blow.

The shadow of Hei Mo Xie let out a sinister laugh:

"Think you can defeat us so easily? It's still too early!"

Bai Moxie's shadow also shouted:

"Even if I only have the strength of a remnant soul left, I will drag you down with me to be buried with me!"

After saying that, the two shadows were surrounded by bright light, and the black and white light intertwined with each other, transforming into countless sharp light spikes, shooting towards Wu Song like raindrops.

Wu Song took a deep breath, mobilized the little remaining rhythmic energy in his body, and quickly drew an ice shield in front of him.

The light spikes hit the ice shield, making crackling sounds, and cracks began to appear on the ice shield.

Wu Song gritted his teeth, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He combined his faith with his rhythmic power and shouted:

"Rhyme's Guardian!"

The ice shield was instantly reinforced, barely blocking this round of attacks.

"We can't keep passively taking beatings like this!"

Wu Song thought to himself. He gripped his spear tightly, pointed the tip at the sky, and chanted the ancient rhyme formula.

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, and faint flashes of lightning could be heard from within. Wu Song's gaze was as sharp as a torch, and he shouted, "Destroy the evil and eliminate the filth!"

Suddenly, an ice dragon quietly broke through the air and hovered above the entire hall, spewing out a huge amount of lightning from its mouth, all pouring down!

"Hurry up, let's work together, otherwise we won't be able to withstand this attack!"

Upon seeing this, the black and white Mo Xie shadows hurriedly gathered their strength together to form a black and white energy shield.

"Bang bang bang!"

"boom……"

Lightning struck the energy shield, causing a strong energy fluctuation that distorted the surrounding space.

"good chance!"

Wu Song took advantage of this opportunity and rushed towards Hei Bai Mo Xie with his tired body.

At the moment of approach, Wu Song spun his spear, creating a powerful whirlwind. He roared:

"The World-Shaking Dragon Shadow!"

The spear, carrying the force of a whirlwind, pierced the energy shield. Hei Bai Mo Xie fought back desperately, but they were already at the end of their strength.

With a crisp cracking sound, the energy shield was broken by the spear, and the shadow of Hei Bai Mo Xie also dissipated in the wind.

"Hu~~"

Wu Song looked at the disappearing shadow, breathed a sigh of relief, and then lay completely on the ground.