……

"Ahem, you··········· Not Juggernaut! ”

There was no blood on Tsuchigomon's face, and it was as pale as white paper.

The gunfire had long since stopped, and the gunmen who were lying in ambush near the woods, slopes, and rockeries had all fallen to the ground.

Blood was everywhere, and there was a bloody smell in the air.

There was a blood mark on the side of Arima's throat, and even if he avoided the vital point in time, he was scratched by the sharp qi blade brought up by the aftermath of the sword qi.

And in front of him, a girl was carrying a decorative saber upside down, the style was simple, if anyone familiar with it would know, this was bought online, a classic imitation sword in a fairy sword game.

This sword itself is not opened, but in the hands of this possessed sword soul, it is also a divine weapon.

In the twilight, only the sword body faintly shone with a crystal water.

"I know your Dongying Sword Master·········"

The boots stepped on the concrete road, approaching unhurriedly.

"The so-called sword master must govern the art of war, and the sword art is the art of war, so as to achieve the record of one enemy and one hundred."

"For example, like our side, in the eaves, corners, rockeries, cemeteries, etc., these dead corners, reduce the gap in numbers, and kill your hands one by one, this is the right way to use the art of war to have fewer enemies and more enemies······ If the enemy is outnumbered, it is necessary to close this gap locally and eliminate it in batches. ”

"If you can do this step, every move is in line with the gist, you can achieve a record of one enemy against a hundred, this is the Sword Master."

"Purely in terms of manpower, the Dongying Sword Saint is only a ten-man enemy, and he only uses the art of war, so he can do this step by step."

"To be honest, I also agree with this, after all, manpower is sometimes poor, and the use of the art of war can make a force and achieve a very powerful effect."

"However, this is only the realm of art, even if you reach the peak, you can only be able to defeat a thousand people, no matter how much, it will be consumed to death."

Bai Zhimo said lightly.

"I graduated from this stage when I was twelve."

"You're a real person!"

Tsuchigomon Arima laughed miserably.

He realized where his biggest mistake was.

The other party is no longer the realm of mortals.

entered the Tao with a sword, condensed into a sword species, and even touched the realm of immortals, so he could retain his skills after death.

Even after a thousand years of residing in the world, in the modern age when the mystery has greatly faded and the magic power has gradually failed, this level of power can still be retained.

Tuyumen Arima miscalculated the strength of this Tang Sword Saint and measured him with mortal thinking, so he was completely defeated.

In this wave, he brought manpower in China, and lost all of it, which is most of the team he has accumulated in the past 20 years.

All of them were loyal and reliable, and now they are all lost at once.

If he can subdue this sword soul and become a Shikigami, then he will definitely make a lot of money, but ··········

It's impossible.

He's done.

Even if he goes back to the family, his strength has been greatly damaged, and he will no longer be able to compete for the position of the head of the Tuyumen, and the best thing in the future is to be a clan elder in the clan.

Instead of that, it's better to fight!

Thinking of this, he stiffened his neck and said fiercely:

"You can't kill me! I die here, this girl you possess will be on her back, so many lives, she can't tell it! ”

"You let me go, I can take care of these endings, and I promise that no one will come to the door to investigate!"

Arima Tsuchigomon tries to impress the other with a sincere look.

However, the "girl" on the other side pulled a cold arc from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were just calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

The white light swept by, and the sword qi roared violently, like a whistle.

The fountain of blood spewed upwards several meters high, but not a single splash hit the sword-wielder.

Tuyumen Arima covered his neck, roared "Hehe", and fell to his knees with a thud.

The loss of a large amount of blood made him lose the strength of his whole body.

"I've seen a lot of people like you·········"

"As long as you are let go, you will definitely take revenge when you turn back, since ancient times, without exception."

"I don't understand·········"

It was the last word he heard.

Subsequently, it fell into eternal darkness.

On the corpse, black gas gradually emerged, and a figure was about to form in the air.

"Ahhh·······h I won't let you go, even if I go bankrupt, I have to find someone who can kill you! ”

Arima Tsuchigomon practiced yin-yang during his lifetime, and quickly became a ghost after his death.

With the continuous condensation of this black gas, the surrounding temperature is also decreasing.

The blood, solidified, turned into frost.

In the cemetery, it is dim and dark, and the shadows are thick, which makes it more and more eerie.

Arima Tsuchigomon looked in the direction of Hakunomo with resentment, measuring the strength of both the enemy and the enemy.

"Baga, I'm not his opponent yet, wait until I find a way to become a ghost and god first, and then come back to get back today's grudge!"

Then, the figure formed by the black qi rushed towards the surrounding corpses.

Several corpses on the rockery fell here, with a sword mark on the heart and neck, which was an enemy killed by the sword qi in the air.

The earth royal gate has a powerful ghost transformed by a horse, and pounced on it with black energy.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that these corpses were dehydrated, dried, and shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they turned into dried corpses in just one minute.

Subsequently, this black gas appeared to be a little more condensed again, and it was also more intense.

The yang energy in the corpses of the newly deceased had not been dissipated, not to mention that these gunmen were all sturdy men, and they had been dead for less than fifteen minutes.

Every time he absorbed the remaining essence in a corpse, it was a great supplement for a new evil spirit like him.

When he concocted the corpses of more than a dozen gunmen on the field, he absorbed the remaining essence in the corpses, and the black qi was as thick as substance.

In the night, it is impossible to tell that it is not a living person.

"Yo Xi, then I have to escape here quickly, this place will definitely be discovered at dawn, I want to flee back, with the help of the power of the family, I have the opportunity to go further, I hope there is a chance to become a god."

Tsuchigomon Shinto is the legal religion in Japan.

As a member of the Tuyumen family, he also hopes to be listed as a god after death.

Anyway, Japan is known as eight million gods, and they are basically all of these goods.

The advantage is that you can be worshiped by incense, and you can be regarded as having a place to live, not a lonely ghost.

It's just that dead is dead, and don't think about anything else.

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have died in vain."

He was a little scared.

This yin-yang technique that transforms into an evil spirit, he doesn't know if he has mastered it after learning, after all, he can't die once to experiment, right?

Fortunately, the elders in the family did not cheat him, and there was no problem with this technique.

"Now, go find those two fools, possess them, and fly home."

"You don't have a chance!"

Several pieces of rune paper flew over, quickly unfolding in the air, shooting out of the power grid and besieging him.

"Ah······ Taoist! ”

The electricity flashed, whipping him hard, leaving only a churning black mist in its place.

Lin Zhengyang came from not far away, pinching the trick and reciting the mantra, and then an invisible force was born in the air, turning into an invisible whip and whipping constantly.

The black fog became thinner and thinner, and the sound of begging for mercy kept coming.

Of course, all this is invisible to ordinary people.

All they could see was a Shinto, suspected asylum escapee, gesturing to the air and chanting unknown incantations.

In the end, Lin Zhengyang weakened this black mist to the point that it could no longer condense, and only then purified it with a golden light talisman.

"It's really sloppy to do things, and he actually left his tail, this kind of guy who had a way before his life became a terrible ghost, which is much more harmful than ordinary ghosts!"

Lin Zhengyang sighed.

"It's not ··········"

A faint voice came from behind him.

Lin Zhengyang's hairs stood on end, his eyes widened, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he suddenly exploded.

Pounced forward, and the rune paper in his sleeve flew out at the same time.

The rune paper, which was originally just ordinary yellow table paper, was now made of steel, and it was hit straight through, and then nailed to the branches, deeply embedded in it.

When he landed, Lin Zhengyang quickly rolled a few times, and then turned around to face the figure behind him.

"Don't be nervous········· Reunited after a long absence, this is the attitude of welcoming old friends? ”

Bai Zhimo did not possess himself at this time, but appeared in his true form, that is, a young man dressed in white, which looked a little transparent under the starlight.

"Looks like you haven't remembered me yet·········· Forget it, I don't want to take care of your affairs, anyway, I'm just keeping things for you as agreed. ”

Bai Zhimo's right hand reached into his chest, and then pulled out a palm-sized white jade Ruyi.

Lin Zhengyang noticed that his figure suddenly became much thinner, and he could already see the shadows of the trees behind him through him.

"Give it back to you!"

Without hesitation, Bai Zhimo ran over Yu Ruyi and accurately landed in Lin Zhengyang's arms.

"Alright, floater, now we don't owe each other."

Bai Zhimo turned around, waved his hand in a dashing manner, and said:

"By the way, I'll leave the aftermath to you·········"

The white figure, taking a few steps forward, turned the corner and completely became transparent and disappeared into the air.

In the corner of the cemetery, Liu Airong happened to arrive, and when she saw the scene of his disappearance, she covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying.

"Liar······· Said that he would teach me martial arts······· Woo··········"