After the treatment of glutinous rice dumplings, the blood stain on the palm of my right hand gradually dissipated, and the whole person returned to normal.

Looking at Miyazaki, this guy has been chanting words since I was treated, and he is still sitting cross-legged at the moment, his eyes closed, and his head is full of sweat.

Looking closely, I saw his hands crossed at the dantian, palms upward, holding a ball of things reverently.

The object was white, like an origami paper folded into thin strips. But strangely, it did not lie in Miyazaki's hands, but was eerily suspended in the air, covered with a faint white light.

Not only the origami, but gradually, even Miyazaki Zhi actually appeared on several wisps of white light, followed by the brilliance in those hands, intertwined and echoed with each other.

At first, it seemed to be nothing, but then it became more and more intense, mixed into a large strand, and began to wander on Miyazaki's body.

In my doubts, I saw Miyazaki's closed eyes suddenly open, and the white light also condensed in an instant, and was tightly held in Miyazaki's hands.

The brilliance of Daimori stabbed me so much that I almost couldn't open my eyes, but when I looked at it again, I saw that Miyazaki had already had an extra slender katana with a white streamer in his hand!

The katana is a well-known cold weapon that originated from the Japanese sword, also known as the Japanese sword or Taito. In terms of size, there are small, large, and wild (giant) swords.

Although I've read a lot of Japanese manga and know that the katana exists, it's still shocking when this thing actually appears in front of me.

The katana in Miyazaki's hand has a short and thick hilt, with black silk threads like fine hemp rope entwined around it, but the blade is extremely long, and it looks even much longer than Miyazaki's height, which makes people feel disproportionate and incongruous.

White light tumbled and surged on the blade like boiling steam, while the blade shone with a cold glow, like a combination of fire and ice. The black and white interweaving of the handle and the blade also forms a strong visual impact.

I never thought that Miyazaki Shi, who is an onmyoji, would still have such a strange weapon hidden, and I was dumbfounded.

Compared with the murderous slender katana, Miyazaki's face was unusually pale, without a trace of blood, as if he had a serious illness, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to slide down his forehead and sideburns.

Along the way, Miyazaki, like me, has already spent a lot of physical strength in many fierce battles, and now his condition is even worse than mine, like the end of a strong crossbow, which is worrying.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at me, and I nodded hurriedly to tell him I was fine.

Miyazaki smiled weakly, lowered his head, held the handle of the katana with one hand, and touched the blade with the other, muttering to himself.

He spoke in Japanese, and although I didn't understand it, his tone was extremely gentle, and it didn't feel like he was talking to a weapon at all, but to his beloved Aijin.

What was surprising was that the katana was also under his cauldron, making one sound after another, from weak to strong. The voice was ethereal and crisp, echoing around me.

I have heard people say that the famous sword will sing, and the sword will roar, and I used to think it was an exaggeration, but today I know it is wonderful when I see it.

"Su Bai, let's go!"

Miyazaki nodded at me, his figure flickering, and he slew at the humanoid blood figure that had entangled Joohyuk, Anna, and Michael.

His face was still pale, but his body was faster than before, I don't know how much.

Even the disproportionately long katana in his hand seemed to be much more coordinated, and the blade that emitted white light left a long afterimage in the air, giving people a feeling of flowing water.

Seeing that Miyazaki Zhi was killed, Zhu He was also smart, only to see him jump high, and his hand knot method was slapped towards the blood shadow, and the blood shadow reacted quickly and retreated. The angle at which it retreated was just the perfect way to block Miyazaki's sneak attack in the blind spot behind it.

Facing the blood shadow of the wide open door, Miyazaki Shi did not hesitate, his hand raised and fell, and the katana flashed with white light, splitting the target in two in an instant.

I thought that this blood shadow had gone dozens of rounds under Anna's iron-sharpened scimitar, and although Miyazaki's white blade looked more powerful, it would not kill with one hit.

Something unexpected happened.

I saw that after Miyazaki Shi's knife was slashed, the blood shadow did not condense again like the previous flow of water, but was accompanied by bursts of cold light, and in an instant, it turned into two shiny lumps of ice, and they were frozen on the spot.

After a while, he fell to the ground and turned into a pile of fine ice ballast......

I couldn't help but be shocked by this situation, and at the same time, I was also curious about the katana in Miyazaki's hand, and I didn't understand how I did it.

But now is not the time to get to the bottom of it, seeing Miyazaki's victory, I also rushed towards the battlefield of the little stinky fart and the fat man, and went to support.

What a little stinky fart! The long whip that had been used before against the human-faced ice spider appeared in her hand again, and it was thrown into the water, leaving a little blue light in the air.

I don't know what material this long whip is made of, but it has a strange fragrance on it, like the natural smell of flowers and trees. Whipped on the blood shadow, white smoke came out, and it was screaming in pain.

The blood shadow is not stupid, knowing that the weapon held by the little stinky fart has an advantage in long-distance combat, and rushed forward several times, wanting to fight the little girl hand-to-hand.

It is poisonous, but it forgets that the little stinky fart itself is a spirit condensed into a solid form, and those bacteria that are useful to ordinary humans have no effect on the little girl at all.

fought hard at close range several times, but was kicked in the chest by the little stinky fart a few times in a row, and his body was a lot sluggish.

The fat man is a thief, he relies on the ruthless character of a little stinky fart to attack, and he wanders in the shadows, from time to time around behind the blood shadow to sneak attack.

In fact, for the Blood Shadow, the fat man who can only punch and kick is not a threat to it at all.

But the fat thief is here, he doesn't know when he got two Taoist puppet talismans, put them in his hands with his fingers, and shoot them at the blood shadow at every opportunity.

The puppet talisman was originally used to recruit little ghosts and demons, and in simple terms, it can paralyze the consciousness of evil things in a short period of time and be used by people.

I don't know why Blood Shadow is afraid of such things, but judging from the Taoist fire technique that Zhu He induces from his fear, it seems that such evil creatures are inherently restrained by Taoist spells.

In the face of the attack of the fat man and the little stinky fart, the blood shadow soon only had the strength to parry, and when he saw that his companion was killed, this thing was a false shot, and he turned around to flee, trying to get back into the pool of blood.

What kind of eyesight is the little stinky fart, how can you be deceived by it!

At the moment when the blood shadow just took off into the air, one of its hind feet was entangled in the long whip of the little stinky fart, and as soon as it was pulled hard, the thing screamed and fell to the ground.

The long whip in the little stinky fart's hand was like a giant python, and in the blink of an eye, the blood shadow was wrapped in a strong knot, and it became tighter and tighter......