Just like Yi Huan said, this unknown guy on the other side is undoubtedly the lowest god Yi Huan has ever seen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He didn't even dare to show his face, and his attack was still at the level of roaring and charging.

Even Athena has a beautiful face and a beautiful posture, and a pair of scythes are also pleasing to the eye when wielded by her, which can completely turn the harvest of death into the most extreme art in the world.

But this guy on the other side, no matter how easy he looks, how unhappy he is.

It is like the oldest and most authentic samurai, whether it is the way of dressing or attacking, it is as if it is a reenactment of the samurai's fighting style.

For this guy, Yi Huan has a natural feeling of hating, hating his every move, hating everything about it.

Naturally, it is impossible to get used to the attack on it.

And..

"Are you stupid?" In the face of the other party's charge, Yi Huan sneered unceremoniously, and then instantly avoided backwards, "I'm a wizard, why should I fight with you." ”

Yi Huan left in a very clever direction, avoiding the other party at the same time, but also slightly deflecting the direction, galloping towards the magic book placed on the ground behind him by the god warrior.

In this way, whether it is to chase Yi Huan or to prevent Yi Huan from regaining the magic book, the warrior needs to turn around and pursue in the direction that Yi Huan fled.

In the same way, Zhang Junyun and others were naturally avoided, so that they could leave the battlefield safely.

Sure enough, everything was just as Yi Huan had expected, and as he fled to the side, the samurai immediately reversed course and followed him.

Logically speaking, for an omnipotent god, it is actually only a matter of words to chase Yi Huan, because no matter where it goes, everything it wants to do is actually just a sentence and a thought.

Take the noisy Silver Tongue, for example, after speaking, "I am about to come to you." After that, he will soon be in front of his target.

Compared to an omnipotent god, such a situation does not require much trouble.

Although I don't know why the other party is still chasing after him by running on both feet, Yi Huan is also happy to do it, after all, it is more beneficial to himself, isn't it.

But even so, its speed is still far greater than that of Yi Huan, and the speed of its body is not comparable to that of Yi Huan, a wizard who relies on magic and physical fitness.

But fortunately, after a rough calculation, Yi Huan found that he could successfully reach the magic book.

Behind him, before this nasty guy in hot pursuit catches himself.

At the same time, Zhang Junyun and the others immediately took this opportunity to leave the battlefield far away, they only saw Yi Huan trapped by Tomie Jiang at the beginning, and wanted to come forward to help, but now after Yi Huan fought with the warrior, they found that the battle between the two seemed more terrifying than they imagined.

Even when Kannosuke faced the samurai, he had the illusion that if he did it himself, he would be dead.

You know, Stringnosuke is not only a ninja of Koga, but also a half-samurai, he is proficient in swordsmanship, and his extreme speed brings the terrifying swordsmanship to the top.

The samurai's instincts are often very sharp, and Kannosuke's hunch is rarely wrong, especially when his own life is at stake.

Zhang Junyun is similar, although he does not have as much combat experience as Kannosuke, but the werewolf instinct is his most natural advantage.

He could feel the horror of the warrior intuitively.

It was so intense that it was terrifying to the substance, and he was frantically telling him that it was best to get out of here quickly and far away.

This feeling is not the low-key and almost imperceptible flatness when facing eight million, nor is it the layers of coercion when facing the three hundred ghost stars of the slippery tengu, but a kind of suffocation, a kind of suffocation that is imprinted into the depths of the soul.

It wasn't until he was a certain distance away from the warrior that Zhang Junyun felt much better.

"It's weird." He put Tanqing aside, put his hand on his leg, and then gasped and muttered.

Zhang Junyun has never felt this way, since he got the werewolf blood, although he can't say that he crushes everything, he is definitely not as weak as he seems.

In most cases, his werewolf bloodline can allow him to survive many dangers, and even sometimes, werewolves are the natural enemies of most creatures, and have a natural restraining effect.

It was the first time he had felt such a feeling of palpitation.

It's almost substantial, intense, it's completely real, as if it's the feeling of a nightmare coming true.

After a while, as the battlefield was gradually pulled away by Yi Huan, Zhang Junyun also felt a lot better, looked up, and found that Kannosuke and Miss Tao were engrossed in observing the battle below, Daisy was still nowhere to be found, and Yang Yan was full of thoughts on Xiannosuke, and the shyness on his face could almost be made into an emoji.

Only Tanqing looked at herself worriedly, and she was the only one who still cared about him.

But this is enough, seeing Tanqing looking at him with concern, Zhang Junyun's heart immediately became excited, and he finally saw hope.

Then soon, Tanqing immediately found out about this, and then pouted and ignored him.

What happened here didn't affect the Hyakki and youkai next to them.

I don't know what kind of psychology I am in, watching the excitement, or waiting for the birth of the final victor, the monsters and the hundred ghost stars all gathered on both sides of the ruins, and then quietly looked down, as if they had no intention of interfering with either side at all.

And just when Zhang Junyun and the others were trying to ignite some strange sparks regardless of the occasion, the chase between Yi Huan and the samurai below was still continuing.

In order to avoid any accidents, Yi Huan closed his mouth for a while.

He kept his head shut, and only used magic to speed up his body, and the speed of the god warrior behind him became faster and faster, although he knew that it didn't mean that he would catch up and die, but this feeling was still very unpleasant.

But fortunately, in the end, Yi Huan reached the magic book first.

There is still a long way to go before the god warriors catch up with him.

"You're really not going to take advantage of the opportunity that Tomie has brought you." Seeing that the magic book was close at hand, Yi Huan finally had time to turn around and taunt the samurai, "And I have to say, all this is meaningless. ”

Before coming here, Yi Huan had already used magic to detect it in advance.

It was indeed his magic book, not a hallucination, nor a fake.

After all, this samurai looks a bit idiot, but that's just a subjective factor of Yi Huan, as a god, it can't really be an idiot, and if you put the book in place, it's not absolutely confident, and it obviously has a ghost.

But in any case, as long as the book is true and Yi Huan gets the book, then any traps are meaningless.

Yi Huan's figure instantly came to the top of the magic book, and he kept fishing down, and then his face changed in an instant.

He hadn't touched the magic book, it was a real magic book to be exact, but it seemed to have turned into a jelly with a life of its own, and the moment Yi Huan was about to touch it, the surface was dented, and then he dodged.

Almost instantly, Yi Huan didn't even plan to try a second time before he got up and left, but it was still a step too late.

Countless stone locks rose from the ground, piercing through the soft, jelly-like magic book, and instantly shot in front of Yi Huan at the speed of sharp arrows, and before he had time to react, they instantly penetrated his body, with blood and flesh, nailed out of Yi Huan's shoulder.

At the same time, several stone locks broke out of the ground one after another, and even the ground absorbed a large amount of soil because of the appearance of the stone locks, and slightly sagged, and these stone locks intersected with each other, perfectly locking all the retreats of Yi Huan.

"Whew!"

The next moment, accompanied by the figure sprayed with blood, Yi Huan's body was pierced by several iron cables, and then nailed to the spot.

In fact, at the same time that the first stone lock hit Yi Huan, he had already stopped, so the next thing that seemed to be a seal naturally hit him without any flaws.

"There's nothing new about the aesthetic." Yi Huan's voice said without much ups and downs.

Obviously, this was indeed a trap, and at the same time that Yi Huan was trapped, the god warriors behind him immediately followed.

It raised the not very sharp, even somewhat dull katana in its hand, and without hesitation, aimed at Yi Huan, who was still dripping with blood on his body, and it seemed that it was going to kill with one blow.

"I told you, you're going to be cleared!"

"Wow!"

But just as its blade was about to touch Yi Huan, with a bang, and countless croaking crows, Yi Huan suddenly turned into a flock of crows, and then scattered and fled from the air.

But the samurai did not stop attacking, but strangely, as if he couldn't stop Les, he slammed at the open space where Yi Huan had left, as if he had slit the throat of a man, but after he had done so, he did not pursue.

Because the crows were flying everywhere, and there were more and more of them, after a while, Yi Huan's figure appeared again from the ground not far away, and the crows gathered into a human form, and then condensed into Yi Huan's body.

With the appearance of Yi Huan, the crows in the sky also dissipated into the air one after another in the form of falling feathers and ashes.

"Is there really no anime world?" Zhang Junyun, who was also paying attention to the battle situation in the distance, couldn't help but vomit.

After all, Yi Huan's hand is too similar to the ninjutsu in the Hokage, both of them are crows, and they are all teleportation escape techniques that spread all over the sky.

The difference is that one is spiritism, and the other is a combination of Transfiguration and Animagus.

But.. Yi Huan didn't get the magic book back after all, Zhang Junyun frowned a little, he lost the omnipotent magic book, although Yi Huan was still a powerful wizard, but that's all, he was almost all of a sudden, he was knocked from God to mortals.

But Yi Huan obviously shouldn't have only this means, Yi Huan doesn't look like a fool, as a smart person, he naturally can't think about what to do after the magic book is taken away.

He's definitely got a back hand.

So the outcome is still undecided.

Just when Zhang Junyun was thinking this, the situation below seemed to have settled down temporarily again.

"Look." Yi Huan stood across from the samurai and said as if sighing, "Aren't I still here?" ”

The samurai understood what Yi Huan meant, he was saying that he was still not cleared, and in the face of Yi Huan's provocation, the samurai still came up with the response plan that he was best at and was most accustomed to, and remained silent.

It leaned over slightly, holding the magic book in its hand.

Originally, the magic book that had been avoiding the hustle and bustle of Yi Huan was quietly and obediently in its hands at this time, and it had no intention of twisting it to turn into a jelly to dodge.

This is the most powerful counterattack of the god samurai.

Even a god has a temper, and it's still a man of action, and the meaning of the god warrior is equally obvious, it was originally your thing, but now you don't listen to your words at all, and obey my control, I don't know what it's like.

Yi Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, then looked at it and said, "Are you sure you can really use that thing?" ”

Obviously, it was impossible for a god warrior to use this magic book, for whatever reason.

At most, it uses its divine power to set traps for the magic book, and even hide and destroy it, so that Yi Huan can't use it either.

So in the face of Yi Huan's question, it slowly shook its head.

Yi Huan was stunned, "Are you still very honest?" He was surprised.

Strangely enough, however, the warrior shook his head again.

This time, in the face of its strange movements, Yi Huan couldn't help frowning.

I shook my head, not that I couldn't use it, but that I meant... You are not uncleared. ”

But suddenly, the warrior suddenly spoke, this was the first time Yi Huan had heard it say such a long explanation, and the deep voice sounded a bit like a tongue twister.

Although these words sounded very winding, Yi Huan's gaze shrank fiercely, and the fingers of his hands trembled slightly, and then immediately after, Yi Huan's eyes lit up with a trace of flame and light, but this time the light was very fast, and it disappeared in an instant, and no one noticed it.

"What... Meaning.. ”

Yi Huan still pretended not to understand, and asked slowly, and he said this sentence very slowly, and the interval between each word was strangely long.

But the Divine Spirit Warrior didn't seem to have any intention of patiently answering for Yi Huan, and it still said to itself.

"As for shaking the head for the second time, it's naturally easy to understand, that means. . . Your understanding of my first denial is fundamentally wrong. ”

The warrior suddenly raised his head and seemed to be looking straight at Yi Huan through his mask.

"When I say that you will be eliminated, I don't mean that I am going to eliminate you, or what will happen in the future, but merely stating a fact."

"You've been cleared."

The warrior's faint thunderous voice roared all around, and at the same time as the words fell, Yi Huan suddenly felt a chill in his neck, he stretched out his throat, but saw a large stream of blood gushing out, his vocal cords were torn, and the blood couldn't be stopped. (To be continued.) )