"Miyamoto Senju! ……”

Zhao Weiguo's words were loud, completely to remind Miyamoto Senju that his slash was coming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But for some reason, this Miyamoto Senju turned a blind eye to Zhao Weiguo's roar and still closed his eyes!

"Master, can't hesitate!"

"I know, there's no way, Miyamoto Senju, you give me death!"

Zhao Weiguo burst into flames again, and a shark-toothed sword like ink, along with Rayleigh's roar, slashed over.

If this blow is cut off, Miyamoto Thousand Hands will definitely be cut in half by Zhao Weiguo!

But what Zhao Weiguo never expected was that at this moment, Miyamoto Qianshou opened his eyes in vain and put the long knife in his hand across his chest!

"Poof!"

Zhao Weiguo's blow was really fierce, even if Miyamoto Thousand Hands blocked his blow, but he still pressed down Miyamoto Thousand Hands and the katana in his hand.

The back of the katana fell into the body of Miyamoto Chiju, and blood splattered out. So it can be seen that Zhao Weiguo's blow is so fierce!

"You can't stop it!"

Zhao Weiguo pressed down his long sword fiercely, and the red blood spurted out again along the wound of Miyamoto's thousand hands. You can clearly see that Miyamoto's long knife with a thousand hands was pressed down by Zhao Weiguo little by little, and even if there were two more inches, Zhao Weiguo could swing and cut off Miyamoto Qianshou's head!

But no one thought that at this extremely critical moment, Miyamoto Senju laughed.

"Haha! Zhao Weiguo, do you know? No matter what the result of this blow is, I will die, this body of mine is useless, and you will become my glory, which is the highest honor of the Japanese samurai! I've been fighting for such glory! ”

"Humph! You Japanese are all madmen, some of you have become war madmen, and you are the other part, the ones who have been buried for your bushido spirit! So, I'm sorry, I didn't want to kill you, but you became an accomplice of Japanese imperialism, so you better die! ”

Zhao Weiguo's long sword continued to press down, but he didn't want Miyamoto Senju to laugh fiercely: "Ghoul seal, open!" ……”

"Buzz! ……”

Just when Miyamoto Senju shouted 'Ghoul Seal', the sound of humming came like a piercing low sound wave. Filled everyone's ear drums.

Moreover, even Zhao Weiguo didn't seem to be able to block such a low sound wave, and even had to be pierced by this ultra-low voice.

"Huh? This sound? ”

Although Zhao Weiguo couldn't bear it, he knew that at this time, he had to kill Miyamoto's thousand hands, otherwise the ghouls would come, and he didn't know what would happen!

Thinking of the terrifying blood demon like last time, Zhao Weiguo actually had a shuddering feeling.

"Miyamoto Senju, you give me death!"

"Wrong! should die, it should be you Zhao Weiguo! ”

Zhao Weiguo roared angrily, and the resistance of Miyamoto's thousand hands became more and more intense. Because he knew that he would never die so easily before the ghouls came. He let out an angry roar, exerting all the strength of his body, and finally blocked Zhao Weiguo's slash!

"Ahh

"Ahh ……”

This is a stalemate of power, on the one hand, Zhao Weiguo, who wants to completely kill Miyamoto Senju before the ghoul comes. On the other hand, it was Miyamoto Senju who desperately resisted in order to die with Zhao Weiguo!

Both of them tried their best, but neither of them could subdue anyone!

"Red Dust!"

Zhao Weiguo was holding a shark tooth, but he called it 'Hongchen'.

Hongchen responded, and instantly shattered into ten thousand silks! The silk silk is like a thin wadd, instantly turning into thousands of sharp blades, and rushing to the Miyamoto thousand hands!

"Huh? Ghouls are coming! ……”

Endless red dust struck, extremely fast, but in the eyes of Miyamoto Senju, it was full of blood.

The blood struck, and the speed was outrageous. But at this time, Miyamoto Senju tried his best to summon the ghoul!

"Roar! ……”

A strange roar resounded throughout the sky, and even the sky trembled as if the entire sky was about to collapse. Even the rolling clouds were shattered by this. And Zhao Weiguo's body, as well as the red dust, were all shocked and flew out because of this incomparably huge roar!

This scene is simply terrifying. It actually reminded Zhao Weiguo of the incomparably terrifying blood demon.

The Blood Demon is immortal and indestructible, and its power is outrageous. And at this time, this ghoul gave Zhao Weiguo the feeling that this was like this!

Zhao Weiguo's body retreated sharply, and at this time, a huge body actually rose from the body of Miyamoto Thousand Hands!

This monster is ten feet tall, but it is only a half-body. And where the other half of the body is, Zhao Weiguo doesn't know.

I saw that this monster was disheveled, and the muscles all over his body were tightly wrapped around the bones. It feels like a lonely ghost in hell!

This monster has a short knife in his hand. The short knife was filled with flowing blood.

The color of blood will surge, like the veins of the human body!

"Is this a ghoul?"

Zhao Weiguo twisted his brows into a pimple, staring at the rising figure!

"Ugh! Hehehe! ……”

The monster actually laughed, and it was fake! It's like going to a mountain pass in the North Pole in the middle of winter, taking off your clothes, and then drinking iced sour plum soup.

This kind of sound is simply too ugly. Even Miyamoto Ziling, as well as Koichi Mitsubishi and others, covered their ears. They all looked up at the huge figure.

"Is this what Muramasa is?"

Koichi Mitsubishi had never seen anything so weird, and he was so surprised that his eyes were about to fall out.

"I don't know, maybe my brother is also seeing this Muramasa for the first time, right? This Muramasa, a samurai can only be summoned once, and then he will die with his enemies. Brother! ……”

Thinking of his brother, who was about to die, Miyamoto Ziling actually shed two lines of tears!

"Zhao-Wei-Guo,......"

With the arrival of the ghouls, Miyamoto Senju's voice actually changed. But you can still feel that he is still human, he still has his own consciousness, he holds his knife upside down in his hand, and the other palm is holding the blade tightly.

The palm of the hand was cut, and the red blood flowed out, slowly drip down the knife and fall to the ground!

It felt like a ritual, a ritual for him to grow stronger and stronger!

And sure enough, under such a ceremony, the ghoul's figure became more and more condensed, and the eyes that met Zhao Weiguo's eyes became clearer and clearer!

This monster? …… (To be continued.) )