"Let me come." Zuta pressed the hilt of his sword, his eyes burning with fierce fighting intent.

"Our mission in coming to the Vedas is not to find a dueling opponent, Zuta. Ugly Face Liche lightly dismissed his proposal, "Solving problems as quickly and quietly as possible, leaving no traces, and minimizing trouble, is the highest aim." ”

The two ghostly warriors in their left hand looked at the Great Swordsman, silently waiting for his command. "Zuta, go around from the left, and Asai - if I remember your name correctly - outflank from the right, find and kill the Ku Russian men, and remember that no one escapes. The star picker went up to help, and the higher ones could see clearly. Slipping away from a top soldier can lead to endless trouble. Richie stretched out his hand and pointed at the black shadow that couldn't stop shuttling around Tanapha, and then waved his hand and drew his fighting sword: "I'll deal with this big man." ”

"Understood. "Zuta dived into the grass, and the Star Picker stepped into the sky.

"No, no, I'll deal with this big man, you go and clean up his henchmen. The Oriental smiled and shook his head, "You need to conserve your strength, and leave this kind of dirty work to me." Now is the right time for a fight, and today is a rainy day, and the vitality of the seal has been suppressed, and I want to move my muscles. ”

Ugly Face looked at him expressionlessly, and drops of rain trickled down the metal mask's jaw. "Well, do as you say, braided friend. I think Tanabha's combat power is not inferior to mine, so I must be careful to deal with it. The Great Swordsman finally nodded, parted the grass with his thin sword, and walked into the dense vegetation.

Tanaba looked down at the tiny human with a little curiosity, like a butcher looking at the fresh meat on the board, trying to choose the most suitable place to cut it. Finally, the demon god lost his patience, and there was a thunderous gurgling sound in his throat, and his right hand raised the decapitating knife high.

The Oriental threw his wet braids around his neck and nodded at the enemy: "It's not my habit to use tricks until I'm half dead, let's see the real chapter directly, brother with a big belly." He brushed the ground and drew his short sword "gluttony", the pale cyan sword light flashed, and the blade disappeared into the black dirt. The half-kneeling Oriental plunged his short sword deep into the earth and slowly closed his eyes.

The screams of the trumpets as thin as children and as terrible as night owls sounded, and Zuta, Liche and the Star Picker began to slay the Ku Russian spearheads, the word "Ju Russia" means "many feet" in Sanskrit, these half-demon monsters refined by ordinary cultists have two pairs of long feet, one pair of short feet, and six hairy soles allow them to run quickly in various terrains, except for their heads, these spearheads have completely lost their human form, their deformed bodies are covered with pink folds, chests, There is one eye on the back and one on the tail, which looks strange and inexplicable.

For ordinary people, the claws hidden in the claw pads of the Ku Russian soldiers were terrible weapons, but in the face of battle-hardened warriors, these hateful monsters had no ability to resist, and more than a dozen figures disappeared in an instant. Tanaba let out a dull roar, and the decapitating broadsword turned into a black light that swept across the grass, which was not so much a broadsword as a huge weapon with a handle on the door panel easily tore the ground, and a large cloud of dirt mixed with blades of grass was lifted in the air with a "woo" sound, and Zuta rose into the air to avoid the edge, and a few vertical leaps disappeared into the distance. The mud fell to the ground, and a large pit appeared on the ground that was gradually filling with muddy water.

From Jonah's point of view, he could only see the back of the Oriental man half-kneeling, rubbing his eyes, and strangely saw that the figure of Asai was gradually fading, slowly dissolving into the air like a faded ink painting. A red carpet grew out of thin air on the black earth, and it was countless blood-red flowers with intricate petals blooming one after another," ...... Mandupsawa?" Venerable Gowusha gently spat out a Sanskrit noun that means "flower on the other side" in the lingua franca of the mainland. In Buddhist legends, the flower that grows only on the banks of the Santu River in Huangquan and on the other side of the Lethe River can communicate between the world and the underworld, and is the flower that illuminates the underworld.

In the center of the red carpet, the earth began to boil like hot water, and Ah Sai's figure had disappeared, only the short sword "gluttony" was deeply embedded in the earth, exuding a cold and scorching azure brilliance. Suddenly, a hand burst out of the ground, and one grabbed the hilt of the famous sword, and as the bandaged, bloodstained, thick knuckle palm appeared, the boiling earth was lifting a warrior buried deep in the ground out of the ground. His arms, skull, and torso appeared one after another, and Jonah shuddered at the man who had woken up from his long sleep, the warrior was clad in a crumbling rusty armor that was littered with bandages where the armor had not covered, and even his face was covered in blood-dripping bandages, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes that were scorched by the ghostly light. The warrior pulled his feet out of the damp dirt and slowly straightened his body, he let go of his fingers, but instead of pulling out the famous sword "Gluttony", Jonah saw a long sword that was so rusted that it was impossible to see it hanging at his side.

"This ...... What is this?" the astrologer covered his mouth. Such a strange scene was terrifying, but it also felt very familiar, and a thought flashed through my mind: Dragon Queen! Dragon Queen was also the same scene when she summoned her lover from another world, even though the White Bone Emperor did not rise from the ground, but broke through the space of the purple mist. Could it be that Ah Sai and her are members of the same family? But Long Ji clearly said that the ability of "underworld marriage" was when the child of the Long family clan was forty-nine days old, and married the bones of a baby of the next generation who had been dead for more than forty-nine years.

Venerable Gao Wusha looked out with dim eyes, "People. He uttered the words with confusion, as if he didn't quite trust his own judgment.

"What did you say?" Jonah didn't hear, or rather understood, but reason couldn't accept the explanation.

"The people who broke the ground from the other world in Manju Sawa are people. The old monk muttered.

At this moment, the armored warrior gently shook his body, and the earth and rust fell, and every joint of his body made a clicking sound. He slowly raised his head, and the coal-like eyes under the tattered iron helmet looked directly at the tall Tannapo, and the attention of the demon god was also attracted by him, looking directly at the opponent from the other world. A chill swept over Jonah's back, he shivered involuntarily, the blades of grass around the armored warrior began to fall outward, the invisible wind blew the petals of the Manzhu Shahua, the warrior slowly drew the rusty long sword, the blade rubbed against the scabbard and made an unpleasant sound, and the temperature around the dark long sword covered with rust dropped by a degree every time it was drawn, even if he hid in the main hall, the astrologer still felt the cold to the bone. Countless frightened birds in the surrounding trees flew up and scattered in the hazy sky.

The Venerable Gowusha silently took a half-step diagonally, covering in front of Jonah. The trembling of the body immediately stopped, and behind the old monk became a strange space without wind, taste, fear and sorrow.

"Woo Lu Lu ......" Tan Na Po swung his decapitation knife and slashed straight down, and the huge sword shadow enveloped the opponent entirely. "Boom!" the sound of gold and iron resounded in the sky, and the resuscitating warrior raised the rusty sword to block the decapitation broadsword, his legs sank deep into the dirt, the blade of the rusty sword was embedded in the blade of the decapitation broadsword, and the dripping blade was only half an inch away from his iron helmet, but the warrior's strength was enough to compete with the demon god, and the decapitation broadsword was being lifted every minute. At this time, the bandaged warrior suddenly spoke: "Oops, hey, I'm just sobering up now." I've slept for too long, and my brain is a little bad......"

"Asai!" Jonah's eyes widened. Although his voice seemed deep and vicissitudes, the tone of his voice was clearly that of an Oriental he was familiar with. "Is that you?" he shouted.

"Nonsense, who else could it be if it wasn't me, Brother Jonah?" the tattered man spoke, holding the decapitation knife and struggling to pull his feet out of the quagmire, "We'll talk later, I'll deal with this big man first." The light-hearted words were incongruous with the resurrected revenant-like appearance, and the warrior's scorching eyes suddenly lit up, launching a stormy counterattack.

"Brush, brush!" No one could see how he made his move, the arc-shaped black light flashed three times, the steel cast decapitation knife broke from it, Tanapo's right arm flew up lightly, and the demon god's eyebrows had a narrow and deep sword mark.

"Poof! poof!" The big knife that was broken in two fell into the mire, and the arm thicker than an adult rolled down the bushes, Tanabha's forehead spurted out a flood of dirty blood, and a pair of small hands on her chest danced in vain, and her fat body fell to her knees heavily, and the whole earth shook with it.

Jonah was completely stunned. These three swords completely subverted his perception of swordsmanship, if the swordsmanship of Mr. W, the king of the cherry night, represents elegance, and the swordsmanship of "Ugly Face" Richer represents precision, then the swordsmanship of the resurrected warrior represents ferocity and anger, and the rusty black sword does not care what kind of obstacles exist in front of it, but only brutally cuts everything that stands in its way in half. Only a truly strong man with great strength and a ruthless mind could inflict such a merciless attack, and the warrior who turned back with his sword in his hand was the most terrifying man he had ever seen in his life, perhaps even more terrifying than Isaacchios, the Storm Knight.

"Yo, Brother Jonah. First meeting. The bandaged warrior walked up to the door of the main hall and easily raised his left hand to say hello. Jonah didn't dare to look directly at his filthy and blood-dripping face, and Nono said, "Asai, why did you, why did you become like this?"

"Everybody is a little bit of a secret. If I'm in a good mood today, I won't hide it anymore. The warrior said calmly, and suddenly patted his right shoulder, and several small insects fell out of the cracks in the broken shoulder armor, and they burrowed into the dirt in a panic.

"The battle is over, you, can you still turn back......" The astrologer couldn't help but think of being in the same room with such a terrifying fellow deceased.

The Dongfang turned around, his red pupils brightened, "Who said the battle was over?"

Opposite him, the figure of Rushan was becoming even larger.