"Someone! Enemy attack! ”

A shrill cry sounded in the camp, and almost all the eyes of the Japanese aliens shifted to the location of Mizokumi and the others.

Although this place was completely out of the control of the onmyoji in front of it, the noisy footsteps around it also revealed the sheer number of samurai and ninjas in the entire camp.

The depth of the defense line is only more than 100 meters, and the group of Gouqu has broken through to seventy or eighty meters at this moment, but the distance left is less than fifty meters, which is several times more dangerous than the dozens of meters in front.

"My Highness, let's go." Taking a deep breath, he controlled more than a dozen poisonous knife ghosts in the field to stand up, and Gou Xun, who turned into a knife labor ghost, smiled: "I am the only one here who has the ability to attack in groups, I will stay here, and you will go." ”

Gou Qu's movements in his hand froze slightly, and he looked at Gou Xun: "Looking for a son... Leave a word. ”

"Hey, hey." Gou Xun was covered in black Qi and ancient slurs, and more and more divine power poured into his body, transforming his body from the essence of form, and a completely different yin and treacherous breath gradually spread, gradually annihilating the humanity in his eyes: "Look at me, with one enemy and ten thousand!" ”

After finishing speaking, the knife ghost raised his head to the sky and let out a cry that was not like a human voice, and his arms waved like knives, and more than a dozen little ghosts rushed towards the Japanese aliens.

The poisonous mist spread, and in an instant, the battlefield was divided into two parts, one side was a bloodstained clearing, and the other side was a bloody rain that was doomed to no results.

Looking at the strange figure vaguely revealed in the poisonous mist, Gou Qu was silent for less than two seconds, and then took the lead and rushed out, only to disappear into the wild in a moment, and behind him, several other figures did not hesitate at all.

The demon roared, its voice whistling like the wind, and a strong resentment sneaked out of its body, tangled and entangled, and almost turned into a substance and rose into the air.

Rumble!

The thunder suddenly appeared, the wind and thunder did it, and a little inky cloud was gathered, and after a short delay, the raindrops crackled and fell, like a curtain that made people's vision hazy.

Tampering with the celestial phenomena with his own power, the originally sturdy body of the Daolao Ghost became a little sluggish, and the previously materialized ghost qi was also thinned and numerous.

Ghosts, gods, ghosts, and gods, if there are no gods, they are ghosts. The ghosts return to the world, but to the wilderness and the netherworld.

Since he is destined to not be able to stay in this world for a long time, he will burst out with all his strength to kill unscrupulously, and the strangers around him are all good materials in the eyes of the sword ghost.

Kill it and be comfortable!

The knife is divided into male and female, the male ghost is violent, and the female ghost is extremely slow to poison, cutting people's spirits and destroying their bodies, but in the end, they will become puppets in their palms and return together.

"Demons! It's a demon! ”

Seeing his former companions invaded by poison and then twisted into strangely shaped sword labor, even the samurai and ninja who were accustomed to blood carried some unspeakable fear in their eyes.

The Japanese believe that only the body dies and the human spirit can go to life, but when they see their companions in front of them in pain and screaming and being transformed into evil spirits, they understand that dying at the hands of Dao Lao is just a joke.

Under the fear, although there were a large number of people, for a time they were blocked by the knife work of the ditch Xun.

"A bunch of rubbish! Your samurai hearts! With an angry scolding, a burly man walked out with a Japanese broadsword that was more than one meter long (refer to the wolf boss Yamauchi Norizen).

The blade of the knife is cold and sharp, and the samurai holding this murder weapon is more than two meters tall, with fierce eyes, and is dressed in black and red armor.

"Sergeant Kawamoto."

Seeing that the samurai Kawamoto was coming to meet the enemy, the originally somewhat obscene crowd instantly quieted down, and after a moment of silence, they took a few steps back and made way for him.

Dao Lao only has fangs and a big mouth, but no other facial features, although he can't see at this time, his strong perception ability still allows him to come to a great opponent in the field.

After a slight pause in the movement, it turned its head to Kawamoto's position, and let out a sharp roar from his mouth, as if it had found an opponent.

"It's just a demon." Kawamoto looked at Dao Lao, who had already locked into his position with Qi Xi, snorted coldly, and held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the sharp blade was aimed at the midline of Dao Lao's body.

"I'm going to go." With a low roar, Kawamoto stepped on his feet, splashed a cloud of dust, and the whole person flew out instantly like a cannonball, the sword light flickered, and with a swish, an arc was crossed in the air, and he fell on the head of the knife.

Feeling the approach of the knife, Dao Lao finally let out a sound, and his big mouth showed the hideous fangs in it, and he did not avoid or retreat, waving two arms like long knives to meet it directly.

Clang~~

In a metallic hum, Kawamoto's blow that had gathered nearly ten meters and exerted all his strength was firmly placed on top of his head with his two arms in the shape of a cross.

Then with a big mouth, the gas poured out, and by the time it was exhaled, it had turned into an arrow-like poison.

"Drink!"

Seeing that the poisonous arrow was approaching, Kawamoto shouted, his armor shook, and a huge Qi breath instantly overprinted out of his body, forming a Qi shield to resist the poisonous arrow.

Bang—

With a soft sound, the arrow turned into gas again and dispersed, but it was firmly blocked by Kawamoto's Qi cover.

At the same time, with the blessing of Qi Breath, Kawamoto's originally blocked knife momentum shook and pressed down again, and the second half of the knife arc was completely drawn in an instant.

It's just that the knife work seems to have been predicted, and the moment Kawamoto Qi opened the hood, he had already withdrawn his hand in front of him, and he just dodged a slash that was enough to be fatal.

After a jump, Dao Lao didn't seem to find a way to kill Kawamoto, and with a roar, he was about to summon those imps under his command to come, and at this time, the samurai ninjas who were not moving outside finally had a trace of use, supported by Qi, and entangled with those imps.

"A demon is a demon, stupid." Kawamoto glanced outward, retracted his sword, and under the inner breath, several terrifying forces gradually converged within the ordinary scabbard.

In the air, white air currents condensed as if they had encountered a whirlpool, converging on the knife.

The sensitivity to momentum made Dao Lao notice the knife that gathered all the strength of Kawamoto for the first time, and after letting out a roar anxiously, he stepped on the spot twice, and it rushed directly towards Kawamoto.

It was this short moment of effort, Kawamoto's eyes lit up as he watched the movements of the sword ghost, and he keenly captured the flaws in its movements.

Reaching out and holding the handle of the knife, Kawamoto stepped on his feet, and a cold light flashed: "Iai!" ”