Bengtie: Buli was the first to fight, and was captured by Jingliu at the beginning

Yun Li quickly accepted the fact that she was dreaming without any doubt. After all, she was dreaming a lot and it was a continuous dream.

"Let me see how strong the March Seventh in my dream is. He has just become my disciple and he has already learned to betray his master and ancestors. He needs to be disciplined."

"Cut off the clouds, break off the mountains!"

Yunli used a finishing move directly, and the forty-meter-long sword stunned San Yueqi. This Master Yunli seemed to be real.

"Oh no, it's really Master Yunli. I'm betraying my master and ancestors. Help!"

Although Xiao Sanyue, who had just learned sword skills not long ago, had some tricks up her sleeve, the time was still too short. In terms of hard power, she was still not as good as Yunli, unless she replaced the sword with a bow.

After a while, Xiao Sanyue was successfully knocked to the ground and was slightly injured, but she recovered under a mysterious golden power.

"Your injury healed automatically. Not bad, not bad. Let the master train you well."

"Shangjue Fuyun, drink——"

"Next to the Jedi Era, destroy——"

Seeing that March Seven was fine, Yun Li continued to attack March Seven because she found that March Seven was getting stronger and stronger in the battle.

Not only March Seven, Yunli herself is already the destined chosen one of Khorne. No matter whether the Lion King, the Angel, or Horus wins the position of Khorne in the end, Yunli is basically the number one person under the evil god.

So Yun Li was slowly getting stronger during the battle, with red blood light emanating from his body, but his pupils were golden.

In this wave, EK double-selected Yunli and beat up the Emperor Living Saint March 7th.

"what!!"

Faced with Yun Li's attack, San Yueqi was a little at a loss. Although he would not die, he was still very scared.

"The tip of the spear is on fire!"

Although the Fire Lord's plastic wrap cannot protect his teammates, in the real world, the Fire Lord can directly block the knife, and he has become very skilled at this in the space station.

"Xing, thank you!"

March Seven seemed to remember that this was how he blocked the Doomsday Beast's artillery fire on the Space Station Star, although the Doomsday Beast was killed by a Canglong Zhuoshi the next second.

But San Yueqi was still quite touched. He thought he was Xing's childhood sweetheart, but unexpectedly, a childhood sweetheart named Firefly appeared out of nowhere.

"Xing, what's going on? Why did Master Yunli suddenly appear while we were killing the demon?"

Sanyueqi hid behind Xing and pulled Xing's sleeve.

"Wait a minute, let me ask."

Xing contacted Hu Lei through the unique communication method between players and game protagonists.

"This is what your foster father prepared for you. It's a projection of Yunli (actually, it's Yunli herself). It's exactly like Yunli, including her swordsmanship and personality. I brought it here specifically to teach you."

For Yunli, who had been corroded into a puff, entering the subspace was not a difficult thing to understand. Yunli didn't think there was anything wrong anyway.

"March 7th, and there are also the Trail Blazers, so do I have to train for March 7th next?"

Yun Li didn't feel that she was being pulled into the subspace. She just thought she was dreaming, dreaming that she was training March 7.

"Is that so? Are all places exactly the same?"

San Yueqi pinched Yun Li's cheeks, flattened and rounded them. Not bad, not bad. He had wanted to try it for a long time, but he had never dared to do it before because of his master's authority.

Now this is just a projection of the subspace, and Master Yunli probably won’t know if it moves.

"Indeed, it's the same even here."

Xing's gaze turned to a place on Yunli that had not yet taken shape.

"How rude, Pioneer. I'm still young and will grow taller."

"And that umbrella music... Let me go. You have no respect for your teacher at all. I'll have to practice more tomorrow."

Yun Li discovered that Xing was just as presumptuous even in a dream, and March Seven was too presumptuous. Even if it was just a dream, the real March Seven would be punished tomorrow.

"Omit it. Anyway, the real teacher Yunli can't punish me, so I'll just pinch it. I just like it."

Knowing it was a projection, March 7th became much braver, but I don’t know if I can withstand it tomorrow.