A man with a long knife stepped on a pool of blood, his face calm, and the trampled blood coagulated into a pool of bloody mud.

Makimura's hand holding the knife trembled for a while, and there was only one enemy: "Your Excellency...... Who is Your Excellency, and why do you disturb the purity of my Buddhism? ”

Sora Mizuno knew this monk, who was the owner of the workshop where Amitabha Buddha came out of Sata's house that night.

At that time, his face was satisfied, and now he trembles like a chicken and duck waiting to be slaughtered.

He couldn't help but sigh at the miracle of fate, wiped his knife and said, "I am a swordsman, and I have come to discuss Buddhism." ”

"Since it's a discussion of Buddhism, why do you want to kill people here?" Makimura raised one hand behind his back and gestured to the monks under him, "The little monk has never heard of such a Dharma in the world. ”

"My Dharma is ......" Mizuno finished wiping the knife, and the light of the knife was brighter than the moonlight.

Before he finished speaking, Makimura waved heavily behind his back!

"Fire!" Makimura shouted through gritted teeth!

This swordsman is the strongest swordsman Makimura has ever seen in his life, and his swordsmanship is unheard of, so to speak, no one in the world can compare with him in the way of the sword, and he breaks the formation alone, and the ancient sword saint is nothing more than that!

But the times are different, modern times are no longer holding a sword to dominate the world, no matter how fast the sword in your hand is, can it be faster than a bullet?

However, the problem is big when the gun is fired, although the manor is relatively remote, but there are still residents who can hear the gunshots, and then it will take a lot of resources to quell the official accountability.

Several monks armed with guns pulled out their pistols and opened fire, the muzzle of which erupted in the night.

"Crossing people."

Mizuno Sora took a deep breath, his body bent suddenly, and the long knife in his hand shook rapidly in the narrow space.

"Zheng Zheng!"

The long knife danced with a cloud of silver light, and most of the bullets were unloaded by Mizuno Sora with the skillful use of the blade.

Ordinary people couldn't distinguish the specific movements of Shimizu Noku, and could only see him slashing bullets with his knife.

"Impossible!" The bullets that burst out were actually blocked by the knife!

This hand movement is handsome, but Mizuno's arm is already so painful that he loses consciousness.

He used healing ninjutsu on his arm and deceived himself into Makimura's side.

Makimura, who was still in fear, was frightened into becoming a puppeteer, and everything in front of him violated his long-standing three views - the almighty sect master couldn't do it!

The long knife slashed at his neck, and the world in front of Makimura's eyes spun 360 degrees and flew up.

……

"Haven't you solved it yet?" The sect leader's face was as usual, but he kept whispering to the subordinates around him.

The sudden thumping of gunfire woke many believers.

"Shoot, no problem, Master." The host Xiao Seng showed a reassuring smile, "Do you want to ......?"

Before he finished speaking, a bloodstained little monk stumbled in.

The host, Xiao Monk, hurriedly ran over and asked, "What's the situation, how many people are coming from the other party?!" ”

"You can't beat it, you can't beat it, one person, just one person." The little monk's nerves were already a little abnormal, and the contrast between his pale lips and blood was stark.

"One?"

"Guns, guns can't kill him, he's a ghost, a ghost, a ghost is coming!"

The host Xiao Monk threw him to the ground fiercely, what a joke, one person turned the headquarters upside down, and even used a gun.

"Rubbish! You can't kill a single person with so many of you?! It's all waste. ”

Devil? If there are evil spirits in the world, it is also their people.

"I'm here to talk about the Dharma." A figure carrying a long knife walked into the party, and a layer of corpses had accumulated in the courtyard outside.

Whether he was holding a firearm or a long knife, kneeling down to beg for mercy or running for his life, Mizuno Sora did not hesitate to make up for it.

More than a thousand sect members looked at this demon-like man in confusion, and he cut off the monk who was in the way with one sword, and threw the blood out of the blade with another knife.

There was a thick layer of blood on the soles of his shoes, and every step he took carved deep footprints into the ground.

Gripping the long knife tightly, Mizuno Sky suddenly ran like a gust of wind, the long knife was propped up in front of him, and the meat grinder swept across the four corners of the courtyard.

The monks who had maintained order were swept by the wind in Mizuno and fell to the ground with their eyes open.

It is said that if you die fast enough, you will not feel pain in your brain.

The villains in the courtyard had almost been killed by him, and only a part of the assembly remained, and the upper echelons of the church could not have imagined that in a short period of time, the backbone had been swept away by the people in front of them.

Not only the monks, but also the believers who bullied the girl were also dealt with by him as clean as slaughtering chickens.

Mizuno Sky glanced at everyone in the field, numb and fanatical, the pot-bellied sect leader on the high platform was no longer calm and calm, he took small steps to escape.

"Monk, I don't know anything."

"What, what..."

"Are eggs meat?"

A fanatical monk suddenly rushed out of the corner, holding a lethal micro punch in his arms, which frightened the surrounding disciples in the island country, a country with very strict gun control.

Although the believers are fanatical, not all of them are fanatical believers who will sacrifice for the sake of religion.

"Da Da Da!!"

Bullets erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and under the terrified screams of the cultists, all of them hit Mizuno Sora's body.

"Die, die!" The mad monk's eyes were tense in their sockets, and if it weren't for the dense bloodshot entanglement, the eyeballs would have popped out of their sockets!

What if you are an evil ghost, don't look down on Nan Wu Submachine Gun Bodhisattva!

But just as the bullets hit Mizuno's body, the originally solid figure turned into smoke, and all the bullets hit the air.

"Poof." Sora Mizuno suddenly appeared behind the monk, and the long knife split it in two from top to bottom.

Mizuno Sora shuttled back and forth in the party unabated, his body seemed to be oiled, and he passed through the dense crowd without hindrance, and the villains around him were uprooted like lightning.

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, I am the leader of the Orthodox Church......

Sora Mizuno's long knife suddenly plunged into the floor in front of the sect leader, and the old face covered with fat and meat twisted into a flattering smile with difficulty.

"If the enemy sent you......"

Mizuno squatted down and looked at the sect leader who had become the commander of the light pole, and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

Fire Escape - The Art of the Great Fireball!

Blazing flames erupted from his mouth in a straight line, and a long chain of fire dragons devoured the sect leader, and then suddenly exploded, and a circle of flames raged around him!

"Boom!"

The high platform was directly cracked, and the flames were blazing, and according to the wooden structure of the manor, it would not take long to burn it all out.

The flame will consume all sin in the night.

"God, God......"

"The Buddha has appeared."

"Woo woo, please save us from the sea of suffering."

I don't know who started the head, but the people in the audience suddenly knelt down one by one, leaned down and pressed their faces to the ground, and their mouths whimpered with gratitude for the miracle just now.

Mizuno's doppelganger technique and Howe fireball are a miracle!

Pulling the female staff who was almost killed out of the flames, and listening to the prayers of worship, Mizuno had a mocking smile on his face.

He stuck his knife in the ground and instantly rose into the air and leaped into the air.

The monk did not answer his question after all.

……

On the roof of the building, Sora Mizuno's figure suddenly appeared behind Sada.

"Let's go." He changed into a normal form.

Sada's head looked at Sora Mizuno, his lips moving up and down, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Mrs. Sada, there's no problem, I saw her in the crowd."

After Mizuno left the empty air, in the face of the raging fire, the believers in the assembly fled desperately, if they were really not afraid of death, they would not believe in religion, and from a high place they all looked like ants avoiding the fire.

Each of these ants has eyes and a nose, which is no more than a millimeter apart.

"Home?"

"It's rare to come to Yamanashi Prefecture and see Mt. Fuji."