Chapter Fifty-Eight: Cutting Iron and Remains

"At that time, the one who snatched their souls from the soul prison was really the gate of hell?"

Cleaved Iron and Purple Mirror...... No, it should be called a skeleton now.

Covered in white bandages, the flesh on his body was rotten and smelled foul...... This evil ghost who crawled out of hell stood in front of Luo Yuan again.

Because he didn't kill them directly with the soul prison, Luo Yuan, who originally thought that the souls of these two people would be devoured, only later found that 'they' had disappeared without a trace.

Except for the hell gate, Luo Yuan really couldn't think of anything else that would dare to snatch food in front of the strong dragon of the soul prison.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that the power of the soul prison had not yet been restored......

Thinking of this, my thoughts have been interrupted.

The two pig-killing knives that flew from the air, like a boomerang, came to him in an instant at a faster speed than before.

It's fast, but it's ...... Luo Yuan was faster than him.

Just like when she was in a small town, Xiaoyue instantly appeared in front of her, and the pitch-black blade burrowed through the gap in the rotation of the opponent's blade.

As if playing with a boomerang, with a disdainful smile on his face, Xiaoyue in Luo Yuan's hand drew a circle, and then threw the pig-killing knife again, shooting in the direction where the skeleton was.

His left hand stretched out and directly caught the knife that appeared at his side at some point.

The sound of tearing and pulling sounded, but the knife couldn't cut through the glove on Luo Yuan's left hand no matter what.

Turning his head, Luo Yuan smiled at the visible chopping iron, and kicked the other party out of the air with a sharp force under his feet.

"Isn't the ability to conceal a lot stronger because of the increase in the power of the Hell Gate......" Luo Yuan shook his head and smiled a little coercively, "It's a pity that it's still a small path that doesn't enter the stream, as long as you can see through ......"

As he spoke, Xiaoyue in his hand waved out at the air in front of him.

Obviously empty place. But suddenly there was a cry of pain, and as the sound of splitting sounded, there was not the slightest drop of blood, only the black mist dissipated.

The evil ghost who should have lost his sense of pain slashed iron, but at this moment, he appeared not far away with his arms covered.

“…… You're still a scumbag. ”

Xiaoyue retracted, blocking the slash of the skeleton, Luo Yuan's figure easily dodged under the opponent's attack, and Xiaoyue in his hand slashed out from time to time, finding the opponent's weakness, leaving deep wounds on the body of this evil ghost.

"As for you?"

Weaknesses are seen through. Flick the knife!

Xiaoyue swung and knocked the opponent's two pig-killing knives away, a 'void kill', like a meteor cutting through the sky, instantly piercing the opponent's chest, leaving a fist-sized hole in the skeleton's chest.

"The explosiveness and strength have increased, and I have also gained a near-immortal body."

As if the master was instructing his apprentice, while waving Xiaoyue, Luo Yuan chuckled and spoke.

Such a contemptuous move. It shows how relaxed he is at the moment.

In the face of the attack of the two, they were still at ease, without the slightest mess.

But he abandoned the human body and chose the form of this evil spirit. Your flexibility...... The coordination of the joints should be minimized, right? ”

Saying this, as if to prove what he said, Luo Yuan used the bullet knife again, and flicked the opponent's weapon for the second time. Easily left a cross-shaped wound on the other party's body.

The coordination of the joints decreases, and the probability of success of the flick knife is naturally greatly improved.

These two people, on the surface, seem to have become stronger. But in Luo Yuan's eyes, they are inferior to the original.

Ignoring the resentful and angry eyes of the two, Luo Yuan didn't spare his hand anymore, Xiaoyue flicked the double knives that bounced off the bones, and her figure flashed, dodging the attack of the iron slash behind him and appearing beside him at the same time.

The jet-black blade ejected from his wrist and plunged into the neck of the slasher with lightning speed.

This time, the soul was not able to escape.

With a tap on his toes, his body flew back and dodged the 'boomerang' that came from the skeleton.

Luo Yuan looked at the guy who came and went with just a few moves, and sighed a little boredly.

Holding the knife in one hand, his eyes flashed as he looked at the skeleton.

The mystery of the flow of natural reason: wolf tooth * zero!

The body turned into an illusion and disappeared in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already behind the skeleton.

Moving his neck slightly, Luo Yuan lightly tapped his toes on the ground,

The next moment, in the astonished eyes of countless people, countless black mist shot out violently from the body's stiff body.

The body is like a rag basket, the head, neck, heart, spleen, ...... All the vital points are pierced.

There are more than a dozen wounds all over the body, all of which are critical, without the slightest deviation.

"This is?!"

Among the countless powerhouses watching the battle on the side, Keiichiro Washizuka, who also had a deep natural sense of reason, couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed.

"How is that possible!"

Just like those guys who were defeated by Luo Yuan with the same swordsmanship, Keiichiro Washizuka also let out such an exclamation.

Luo Yuan turned his head to look at the guy in the blue and white feather weave.

"Why do you have a natural flow of reason?!"

Keiichiro Washizuka couldn't help but ask, this kind of thing is too important, so he can't help but be in a hurry.

"Why would?" Luo Yuan smiled, "Learn." ”

“…… Impossible," shook his head with a definite face, Keiichiro Washizuka looked at Luo Yuan and said in a deep voice: "The flow of natural reason will never be passed on to outsiders...... Well, are you? ”

Keiichiro Washizuka suddenly thought of a possibility.

If someone marries Kaori, the eldest lady of the Sanada family, it seems that they can also learn the natural flow of reason.

But that chance...... It seems to be smaller than the natural flow of reason......

"This kid is a demon." Xuanwu Weng on the side opened his mouth and looked at Luo Yuan with a depressed expression.

He still remembered that at the beginning, Luo Yuan had learned his true heart flow in two battles.

At that time, the old Xuanwu was shocked, and he almost didn't stumble off the turtle.

"What do you mean...... He learned the enemy's swordsmanship in battle?! ”

Keiichiro Washizuka looked at Xuanwu Weng dumbfounded, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was a veteran powerhouse who had been famous for a long time, Keiichiro Washizuka would have wondered if this guy was playing tricks on himself.

In the same way, there is also a master next to it.

Looking at Luo Yuan's gaze, it was as if he was a monster......

"Speaking of which, I seem to have heard of it......" Amano Drifter, who looked like a prodigal, held a wooden knife in his hand, tilted his head sideways and thought for a while, and said: "There is such a rumor that a guy who can learn the swordsmanship of his opponent in battle is going around challenging the famous and powerful......"

As soon as this sentence came out, many people suddenly remembered that they seemed to have heard such rumors.

At that time, I didn't care about it, but I thought it was a false rumor, and I couldn't believe it.

But now it seems......

Everyone looked at Luo Yuan's eyes and suddenly became vigilant, holding the sword on his waist with his hand, for fear that his swordsmanship would be stolen by the other party.

This kind of defensive appearance made Luo Yuan laugh for a while.

If he really wants to learn their swordsmanship, unless the other party doesn't make a move for the rest of his life, he will be seen sooner or later.

"Do you want to fight? Keiichiro Washizuka? ”

Luo Yuan smiled and looked at the man who still couldn't believe it, and the Xiaoyue in his hand trembled slightly.

Among the remaining plot characters, Kaede and Yuki, and Shouya have already been 'defeated' by themselves, and the rest are only Keiichiro Washizuka, Suzaku - Shinnosuke Kagami, and the hidden character who doesn't know if it counts - Akatsuki Musashi.

Of course, there are others, but they haven't appeared yet, so Luo Yuan won't consider it for the time being.

Challenging Keiichiro Washizuka, Luo Yuan looked at him and chuckled, not knowing if the other party would respond.

"......" no longer had the surprised look he had before, and Keiichiro Washizuka, who had returned to normalcy, became the number one master of the new writing group again, "My mission's mission is to investigate the hell gate. You won't be distracted by anything else until you've completed your task. ”

This sentence has already rejected Luo Yuan's challenge.

"That's a pity......"

As he spoke, Luo Yuan's figure disappeared quickly.

With a knife * step moon!

Bite~

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and a smiling Luo Yuan appeared in front of Keiichiro Washizuka.

Xiaoyue collided with the famous sword 'Falcon', and 'Falcon' screamed sadly, as if a little overwhelmed and a little afraid.

After countless battles, the demon knife that restored a trace of prestige finally revealed its face to the world. (To be continued......)