The two samurai, who looked like ronins at first glance, stood on either side, and instead of paying attention to the god Rashog, they were more wary of each other. A ronin samurai Moriro had seen before, it was the samurai who "killed" the green-skinned monster ogre, the shamurai with his beard and hair tied up in a mess, and the clothes on his body were quite old. The other ronin samurai opposite him was dressed in rather gorgeous clothes, and his hair was tied up quite smoothly, but the dark red hair was full of wild air, and it was stiff at the back of his head, his face was cleanly shaved, and his slender eyebrows and eyes made him look quite sinister.

The ronin samurai pulled off his ornate upper body, revealing a strong upper body, and a huge scar on his back, from his left shoulder to his right waist, although it looked like a knife mark, but Moriro recognized it as a fire burn. In the middle of the two people was the thin old monk, who separated them, otherwise they would have killed each other at this moment. There was another one-eyed samurai facing Luo Jiangshen, who knew that he was not a ronin by looking at his clothes, and two swords, one long and one short, were held in his hands, and this one-eyed samurai stared at the demon in front of him.

As for the three samurai who restrained him, but these three were all ghost warriors with blue faces and small horns on their foreheads, and while guarding Luo Jiangshen, they were also wary of the one-eyed samurai. In the end, there was the tall monk who was a little confused - in fact, it was not only these people or monsters present, Sen Luo could feel the flow of spiritual power that did not match the demonic breath and the points where the demonic aura converged, and there were many guys who peeked into the power of Luo Jiangshen lurking.

Sen Luo himself was one, and he could see the demon witch from his angle, and the corner of the witch's mouth showed a mocking smile, and there was no fear at all. "The demonic aura on his body is like an abyss, and the demon behind him has sharp claws, and he is by no means good at it." Moriro thought, but this skeleton samurai didn't have any grudges against the samurai monks or anything, so Moriro turned out directly from under the torii gate and walked towards the hell shrine in front of him.

It seems that a little demon like a skeleton ghost can actually come to Luo Jiangshen with a demonic aura in the sky, which can already be regarded as a strange scene - everyone present can see that this skeleton ghost has its own will and its own soul. This is indeed extremely rare, normal skeleton ghosts should have become bigger a long time ago, with sharp bone spurs growing everywhere on their bones, and turning into terrifying wild skeletons.

But the skeleton in front of him didn't have any abnormalities other than iron-colored bones and a body that was a head taller than ordinary people. Although the tattered barrel on its body and the same hole in the star pocket on its head all prove that this is a very common skeleton that was revived on the battlefield during the Warring States period, the steady pace and vaguely revealed momentum made it impossible for all the samurai who saw it to take lightly.

Sen Luo moved forward step by step, "The master is polite. Thank you Master for the enlightenment. Sen Luo bowed to the thin and withered monk from afar, and the double tone made the warriors who were holding each other back to look at each other. After Sen Luo said this, he did not open his mouth again, and the old monk did not answer his words, but only saluted. As he walked, Sen Luo still had the string of Buddhist beads given to him by the old monk in his left hand - the battle in front of him was the most dangerous battle in his life, and the breath and aura from this Buddha bead could calm him down.

Sen Luo's right hand gently rested on the handle of the knife on his waist, and the demon qi swirled, connecting himself with the beauty under the moon, and the beauty under the moon who was originally stimulated by the demon qi where Luo Jiangshen was located vibrated slightly, under the demon qi of Sen Luo and the Buddha bead aura from his left hand, he also calmed down, hiding his sharpness deeply. "I'm afraid this sword drawing technique is going to break the earth." Thinking so, Moriro walked calmly to the vicinity of the confronting samurai.

Luo Jiang Shenshui Ji's face was beautiful, and there was evil in her eyes, and she was now looking at the skeleton ghost who was still some distance away from her with great interest. Luo Jiangshen's eyes blinked, and then she tilted her head slightly, her brow furrowed in thinking and remembering. Sen Luo didn't pay much attention to Luo Jiangshen, his expressionless skeletal face turned left and right, and he carefully looked at these warriors who were holding each other back, and then the skeleton warrior sighed, "Everyone, please let me get rid of the demon next." ”

Looking at Sen Luo's gaze became even stranger, and the skeletal warrior certainly understood why—you skeleton ghost said you want to get rid of demons, so isn't the first one to be cut down? The skeletal ghost skull that came up with this must be broken! But their brains are empty, so maybe they're crazy. But now this world is full of wonders, who knows that the soul of this skeleton ghost when he revives is not a complete chivalrous warrior? Although nine out of ten skeleton ghosts resurrect their souls are nothing more than the weirdness of those wandering resentful spirits after they are shattered and blended.

Only the old monk did not move his eyebrows, twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, but there was a silent smile in his mouth. "Skeleton Ghost......

Sen Luo's palm flipped over, and the Buddha bead was directly put into his wrist, and the skeletal warrior walked calmly, step by step into the "circle" of those warriors. Facing Sen Luo was the one-eyed swordsman, and as Sen Luo walked in, the swordsman's originally drooping hands had already put on the hilt of the sword, and he held on to it. "New Yin Stream..... Sen Luo's double tone just said this sentence. As he approached, the one-eyed man could hardly bear the pressure - in fact, he was quite unlucky, if he changed positions with those three ghost warriors, those three ghost warriors should bear the pressure of Sen Luo.

Unconsciously, the double knives have been unsheathed, and the one-eyed man exudes an extremely fierce sword intent, Sen Luo's steps paused slightly, and the foot he stepped out did not land, "Just wait for my foot to land, and the center of gravity will shift." The master of this new Yin Stream will have to take out his sword, and those three ghost warriors will definitely be involved in the battle because of this. It's such a shame, why waste it here? Sen Luo thought, but his footsteps did not stop, and when his thoughts flashed, his steps were already steady, and the center of gravity of his body had moved forward.

The sword light appeared, and the sword momentum of the double knives was like lightning, and the upper and lower sides bit like the fangs of a giant snake, and slashed directly towards Sen Luo. The skeletal samurai didn't make any movements, and the bone thumb of his right hand just pushed the sword of the beauty under the moon slightly. The sword light like thunder and lightning suddenly disappeared in front of Sen Luo, and at this time, the one in front of the three ghost warriors had already stepped out, holding the scabbard on his waist in his left hand, and turning into a phantom in his right hand to pull out the knife.