Resurrected from death, the samurai was far more powerful than he had ever been - at least he would never have had such a body when he was alive, and he certainly wouldn't have used such a large gun when he was alive. This is all brought to him by the power of the underworld, and the armor and weapons have long been integrated with the ghost, and as this warrior becomes stronger and stronger, it will naturally grow together. Moriro dodged the blades of the spear like a rainstorm like a leisurely walk, and he was also looking for an opportunity to solve the samurai in front of him with a sword.

Whether it's on the battle array, or in a sword duel, strength is absolutely the most important, with the support of strength to stab a gun that can open a mountain and crack rocks with every blow, and with strength to stab dozens of shots in a breath - and the ghoul does not need to breathe and will not get tired, that power is even more amazing. However, the same was true of Moriro, whose blade rose slightly, and the skeletal samurai stepped forward and snatched into the spear, and then the sound of the blade breaking through the wind even overpowered the sound of the spear stabbing out......

The samurai's ghoul movements came to a sudden halt, and the big head slipped straight from his neck. The head that fell to the ground, the helmet grunted apart, revealing a face with flesh and skin tight on the skeleton, hideous and vicious, still rolling its eyes, but it was useless - the red lotus karmic fire that erupted from the section of the neck was like blood and water spewing out several feet high, and the red lotus karmic fire also appeared in the broken part of the head, even without the body below, the samurai still let out a terrible roar.

Sen Luo strode past the stiff samurai's body, and with a bang, the samurai's armor fell and burned very simply, and in just a few breaths, the huge ghoul turned into pale ashes.

At least the distance to the camp gate was smooth, and there was no way the ghoul soldiers could stop him. And this is indeed the case, when Moriro killed hundreds of Nobunaga ghost soldiers, he was already facing the military camp in front of him. The skeletal samurai sighed, of course it was just a voice. There was a huge stack of trees leading to the tent or earthen castle on the hill - there was no castle tower, and the road to there was bound to be slashed along the way.

"How many Nobunaga troops are there? Ten thousand or twenty thousand? Don't bother, just walk through. Senro paused for a moment, heading towards the path inside. However, it seems that Chachamaru is still not worried, and when he saw Sen Luo cutting down the ghost army on the road, he also ran over and wanted to climb up from "behind". "You're going to die." Sen Luo only said this, and then ignored her, and strode forward by himself, this ronin-like dress is quite suitable for walking here.

Groups of Nobunaga's troops rushed out of the tents on the left and right, brandishing swords and spears, and even ghouls with high hats appeared with military rations in their hands but not in armor. These ghouls joined forces, and the demonic qi soared into the sky, and even thunder and lightning suddenly fell in the sky. And it struck Sen Luo in the body. "Demon Vapor Thunder? This Dongying's yin-yang technique is really weird. Gather demonic qi and lead thunder, turning the thunder of Si Tian's punishment into a yin thunder that kills the enemy......" The double tone sounded from the pale thunder and fire.

"It's a pity for my hat, and it's a pity for the strip of cloth that I've worked so hard to wrap...... This time, I have to find the right materials again. In a double tone, a skull in a tattered robe slowly emerged from the thunder and fire. Sen Luo's robe is the robe of a great monk, and there is a Buddhist mana in it that can not be afraid of this kind of thunder and lightning - he will not be destroyed, but he can't block the penetration of demon thunder, so if there is anyone else in it, I am afraid that he has been seriously injured by this thunder.

The robe can be undamaged, but the hat or something is not protected by any mana, and it is reduced to ashes in this thunder and fire. Sen Luo's own demon qi is circulating, his bones are stronger than gold and iron, and there is no damage under the demon thunder. The iron-colored skeleton quickened its pace, and the sword light lit up, "Red Lotus!" Turn! "The sword light is like a lotus flower blooming piece by piece, and each petal of the double-petaled lotus flower is made of karmic fire, and while it opens out one by one, it also swallows up the hordes of Nobunaga's ghost army.

Sen Luo's movements suddenly became very fast, as if he was gliding on the ground, bringing up a knife light like a shooting star. The sword light bloomed directly left and right along the advancing route, turning the Nobunaga Army soldiers everywhere into flying ashes.

Chachamaru also saw all this, this ninja girl sat directly on the ground, covering her mouth with both hands, this girl couldn't speak anymore, in fact, it was okay if she didn't have to cover her mouth. The skeletal samurai advanced so fast that there were no soldiers in front of him who could stop him—it wasn't until the horsemen, on horseback, appeared that Moriro stopped. Those mothers all dismounted, bowing their heads very respectfully, "Lord Sword Saint, you have no hatred with my family, why bother to force each other." I don't know what happened to the Sword Master? If we can do it, we will do it. ”

Mori Luoshuang's tone was also quite normal, "Release the looted woman, and then let Nobunaga take you back to Hades." This world is no longer his time, so why bother to keep it? His words made the mother-clothed people dare not answer, so they can only gallop back to get Nobunaga's answer. However, Sen Luo's pace did not stop, but those soldiers did not rush out to send them to death-with Sen Luo's Red Lotus series of swordsmanship, such miscellaneous soldiers would die as many as they wanted.

And on the road above, there were a few samurai who were not wearing armor and were also dressed in everyday clothes, their faces were blue but they were like living people, "Are they all swordsmen?" "Sen Luo only had to take a look at it and knew that the level of swordsmanship cultivation of these people was not trivial. If Nobunaga hadn't made a decision, I'm afraid that even Nobunaga wouldn't have been able to control them...... Now it appears that the situation is the latter.

These people also walked down slowly, their hands on the scabbard, and at a glance, they knew that they were coming to the real sword to decide the winner. Sen Luo and they met halfway, and both stopped. One of the samurai was the first to step out, and he also bowed slightly to Sen Luo, and then directly drew his sword, holding the sword in both hands, and slowly walked towards the skeletal samurai. Sen Luo let out a sighing sound, also nodded the skull, and then slowly approached with a knife in one hand.

The samurai exhaled, and the great sword was placed on his right shoulder, and like a thunderbolt, he slashed his robe and slashed, using the movements of his body and shoulders to accelerate, and the blow was really like a thunderbolt from the sky. Sen Luo didn't move, but he staggered a step at the moment when the knife came, and the moment before the reverse robe slash appeared, Sen Luo's sword had already pierced the other party's throat......