The frenzied cavalry had drawn their swords, the blades of which had been thrown to the back of their heads and were ready, and at the right distance they would use their horsepower to deliver a powerful blow, which would normally be split along with the armor. Sen Luo didn't have any armor on him, all he had was a wrap of torn clothes and a stack of strips of cloth.

The skeletal samurai also took a step forward, the blade of the sword crossed to the right side of the body, and the blade made a horizontal slash forward. The four cavalrymen arrived almost instantly, and the swords flashed as if even the pale sunlight of the sky had been extinguished, and it was a slash like a thunderbolt, and with the help of horsepower, even a dozen heavily armed samurai would be slashed at once.

But the power is mutual, and while they slash with the help of horsepower, Senro's slash can also use their horsepower to achieve the most powerful and rapid blow. It was indeed just a blow, and Sen Luo's sword light flashed like a blooming cherry blossom, "Seven Dead Cavalry Slash!" His double tone was not loud, but under one sword, the four cavalrymen were directly separated and burned.

Even the last row of four cavalrymen behind him were slain, and Sen Luo stood up straight again, beside him were the men and horses who had been cut off, all burning in the fire of the red lotus. The skeletal warrior stretched out his hand tightly wrapped in strips of cloth and helped his hat, although it was still as steady as Mount Tai just now, but the wind brought by the cavalry finally blew the hat a little crooked.

The infantry of Nobunaga's ghost army has arrived, and the leader is a samurai dressed in a feather weave, and although he carries a sword, he mainly holds a military ration in his hand. Beside them were pikemen in all armor and hats, as well as junior samurai in various pockets as squad leaders.

Sen Luo glanced sideways slightly, it was where the female ninja Chachamaru was hiding, "Won't this stupid girl run away?" If I plant her, she won't be able to run away. "However, in fact, Sen Luo will not plant, at least not in this case. It's just a pikeman and a sword warrior, but it's not in Senro's eyes.

Ordinary warriors and soldiers have long been unable to cause any damage to Sen Luo - not that their strength is not strong enough, and the knife is not sharp enough, but the absolute gap in the way of the sword makes their number useless no matter how many of them are.

The battle formation of Nobunaga's army continued to approach, and although the twelve cavalrymen were killed, the thin man in front of him was probably an unborn swordsman, but in infantry combat, they were afraid that they could drown him - they had more than a hundred soldiers anyway.

However, what is the use of this, Sen Luo took the initiative to meet the military formation in front of him, and simply regarded those stabbing spear heads as nothing, these spear heads were extremely powerful when they were pierced, but the trajectories collided with each other - they originally wanted to make the sword hero in front of them unstoppable by stabbing up and down, left and right, but when it came time to shoot, there was a subtle deviation.

There was no way, the movement and movement of the sword hero in front of them made them have to adjust the direction of their shots, so soon their spears were entangled together, and the attack failed and they lost their balance. The next moment, the sword light descended.

Mori Luo, who was able to finish off the spearmen in the front with just one sword, directly faced the low-level samurai who killed from both sides. These samurai were also considered strong warriors when they were alive - in terms of individual martial arts, these low-ranking samurai who acted as the head of the ashigaru rank may have been stronger than the high-ranking samurai, because all their energy and skills were spent on fighting, and they would not be spent on various tea ceremony arts and conducting like high-ranking samurai.

These low-ranking samurai had spears and swords, and their martial arts far surpassed those of ordinary soldiers. After recovering from death, these demons have mutated, and if the soldiers are still blue-skinned and humanoid, then these samurai are monsters that seem to have grown larger and taller, but their faces are withered and full of fangs.

They faced Sen Luo the same, the swordsmanship that had completed the hundred slashes became crooked when facing the skeleton samurai, although they wanted to kill the ronin in front of them with one sword, but the result of constantly adjusting the sword was to weakly split the air and expose their huge flaws - if they were not alive for a long time, I am afraid that even the muscles and muscles would be sprained and unable to move.

Cha Cha Maru, who was hiding in the shadows with the stealth technique, had already begun to bite his fingernails, "Sora, the art of the empty cicada." The Sword Saint is really the Uncle of the Sword Saint. To this day, she still remembers what her father once said about the top figure in swordsmanship, and she thought it was all bragging, but she never thought it was true.

The swords don't need to intersect at all, and after a slash or a shot, they don't have a second chance. The skeletal samurai wielded their swords very easily to harvest their lives, and he was quite serious about dealing with such a ghost warrior, and since they did their best to fight him instead of running away, Moriro also took them seriously, which was also an expression of respect for Nobunaga's army, which had almost wiped out the entire world.

None of them fled, and the soldiers and samurai fought as hard as they could, even if their attacks were always deflected and interfered with each other, but they never retreated. The samurai with the military equipment performed their sorcery, but those sorcery was of little use to Sen Luo - his tattered robes shone with golden light in the hexery, and there were even bursts of Sanskrit chanting. Although the great monk could not die after eliminating demons, the magic power of Buddhism protected his monk's robe after all.

The demonic magic was resisted by the Buddhist mantra, and even those that could not be completely resisted were also dispersed in the demonic aura emitted by Sen Luo. "It's a pity that I'm a first-class demon after all, and the demonic energy on my body still conflicts with the mana of Buddhism. Didn't you say that Buddhism is vast, why can't you tolerate me, a skeleton ghost......"

The skeletal samurai were slaying their opponents, and more than a hundred Nobunaga troops were only holding Moriro in less than a quarter of an hour, and all of them were reduced to burning dry bones, and finally became scattered ashes. "Deliverance. Amitabha. Nan no Amitabha ...... at night, "Sen Luo put his palms together and recited the mantra of rebirth for these demons, "It is really a male ghost who fights to the death, and now he is also on the battlefield and finally liberated, Amitabha, good, good." ”

Chachamaru jumped out, looking at the wreckage that had turned into ashes, and Sen Luo only felt that the girl's eyes seemed to glow. "It's really Uncle Sword Saint, teach me, teach me. I also want to be a Juggernaut. Sen Luo's double tone merged into one and laughed, "Go find Xiao Yezi, my martial arts have been passed on to her." Ninja martial arts, I really won't. ”

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