The skeletal warrior just shifted the center of gravity on his feet, and the oncoming sword light disappeared directly, and the two knives, one long and one short, directly supported one sword, "God dreams of a knife flow." The skeletal warrior pronounced the words in a double tone. The swordsmanship used by this ghost warrior, Sen Luo naturally knew what kind of genre it was, as if he had seen it in the past.

Before the other two ghost warriors drew their swords and rushed forward, the one-eyed warrior shook his swords slightly with a soft shout, and the ghost warrior who performed the Juhe slash lost his ability to attack for a while, while the one-eyed warrior slashed out, leaving a scar on the ghost warrior's body that exuded black qi - this is the ghost qi that flows in the ghost warrior's body. If it weren't for the fact that the ghost warrior adjusted the position of his body at the last moment, I am afraid that he would have been cut in two by this samurai.

The ghost warrior retreated violently, covering his split part with his hand, "Yanagi! He said in an angry tone. At this time, the other two ghost warriors also arrived, and one of them pulled out the extra-long sword inserted in his back, and directly stepped forward and slashed out one step at a time, the knife momentum was like blowing snow. "Yan Hui? Is this a secret sword? Sen Luo muttered.

This was originally a lost trick that belonged to Sasaki Kojiro, but Moriro didn't express much surprise at the reappearance of this trick - this was originally an era with ghosts, gods and demons, and who said that Sasaki Kojiro couldn't pass on this trick when he died?

And the ghost warrior in front of him is handsome, who knows what his name would have been when he was still a human, maybe it was Sasaki Kojiro - the ghost warrior is not only a living samurai turned into a ghost, but sometimes a samurai who the dead resurrected from death with resentment and turned into a ghost.

Of course, Sen Luo is different, everyone present, I'm afraid that only the shriveled and thin old monk knows one or two, and the Luo Jiangshen who is reminiscing will remember one or two. The third ghost warrior is also a double sword, but unlike the one-eyed samurai, it is not a large and a small sword, but two swords of the same size. At this moment, the two ghost warriors blocked all the retreats of the one-eyed Yanagi on the left and right, and the light of the three knives seemed to be about to split his body.

However, the three swords were very strangely crossed by the two swords, and then two swords were slashed out in a row, knocking back the two ghost warriors respectively. "The structure of this knife is kind of interesting." The thumb bone of Moriro's left hand is still against the blade, and his right hand has already touched his jawbone, the samurai of this skeleton has no intention of intervening in the battle between the four of them, and the battle between these four guys has made the passage appear, so Moriro is ready to walk directly from here and face the god Naro directly.

He thought so, and he did so, the skeletal samurai walked past the four people who fought fiercely, but the slightest sword intent was not as good as his body—Sen Luo's every step was in the "air" of the four-person battle group, making it impossible for these people to include him in the battle at all, and of course he would not trigger the combat reaction of these four people.

This kind of ability even the two ronin samurai who were facing each other were amazed - "This kind of kendo has really stepped into the realm of gods and understandings." This is the sigh of the rough ronin, although he is a mortal enemy, but there is a great deal of approval in the eyes of the other ronin - they are all genius swordsmen who are not born in the world, and of course they can appreciate the sword path shown in Sen Luo's steps.

The old monk was also smiling, and the ring on the tin staff in his hand shook and turned into bursts of Sanskrit sound to hit the god Luo Jiang, who was still contemplating freely. Sen Luo is already about to step in front of the demon Ji, and the master must also help him.

Sen Luo stood in front of Luo Jiangshen, and at this time, he was able to carefully look at the demon in front of him who had turned the north into a demon domain. The beautiful face was in sharp contrast to the demonic aura exuding from her body, and the huge humanoid beast with cyan skin and blond hair behind her was even more in contrast to the beautiful Luo Jiang God.

Sen Luo didn't have any feelings of pity for Xiang Xiang - the "beauty" in front of him was one of the culprits responsible for this miserable situation, and compared to this "beauty", Sen Luo would rather go and talk to the poor female ghosts who died silently and unnoticed in Flower Street - they were much more lovely than this one.

Naturally, the god Naro also saw the skeleton ghost standing in front of her, and the distance between her and herself reached a dangerous level, she let out a coquettish laugh, and with her laughter, the American ghost disappeared directly into her shadow, and then suddenly pounced from the shadow of the mountain rock behind Moriro, and attacked the skeletal samurai. The monster's human-like forearms had sharp claws, and the powerful arms could easily penetrate the iron armor with a wave of claws.

The claws that could grasp through the iron armor were blocked by a long knife, and the blade only flickered slightly, leaving a few claws and half a finger on the ground, and in the ghost's scream, the monster disappeared into the shadows. When it reappeared, it turned into a dog with a golden mane on its back, and followed behind Luo Jiangshen, and let out a wail for a while.

"Your knife is strong. The fur and minions of the American beast rival steel, and you can indeed be called the 'swordsman of steel'. But what gave you the courage to stand in front of me with a knife — a skeleton ghost who also did not tolerate this life, who deserved to die? The beautiful witch took out the imperial coin, and her other hand showed her long red nails, and she flicked her fingers and said to Sen Luo.

For Sen Luo's martial arts, this demon is also quite important, "You should stand with me, aren't you a ghost who has recovered from the darkness?" This era of the Devil's Landing is our time, isn't it! The bewitching shrine maiden suddenly came around like a light smoke, and said with a coquettish smile, but when she looked closely, she did not move in the slightest.

"Demonic King's Landing, I'm here to bring this era to an end. I've asked my heart, I don't like it, I don't like it at all. So I'm going to end it, so that at least I can have a dreamless sleep. Sen Luoshuang's tone was flat and unwavering—he wasn't angry or excited, he just said his decision flatly, and that's it.

Although the skeleton didn't need to breathe, everyone and the demons present seemed to see the skeleton of the warrior take a deep breath and let out a long breath, and with this action, everyone knew, "The battle is about to begin!" ”