"Huh? I've all had my head cut off, aren't I dead? Saitama asked, a little confused.

Yu Yan Tianyuan looked at Fallen Ji with a nonchalant face: "What are you still shouting, what we are looking for is not you, there is nothing for you to do, hurry up and die honestly." ”

However, the headless body of the fallen hime still did not dissipate like other evil spirits who were cut off by the Hinawa knife, but maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands, and the head roared unwillingly: "Don't be kidding, you just said that I am not a winding ghost? I'll tell you! Boy, don't think you're arrogant in front of me! ”

"Before you met me, several of your so-called pillars had died at my hands! I'm a demon who got the winding number "陸", and it's a very strong winding ghost! And, in the future, I will continue to get stronger! ”

"Hey, I believe in your evil, let's dissipate it quickly, or Saitama, you read her an excessive scripture, it may be a demon who is too obsessed, so it will dissipate slowly." Utsuki Tianyuan said.

Saitama scratched his head, the salted fish face was a little difficult, but Saitama still stepped forward, originally he wanted to learn from the little monk Ji Yu Yiyuan did at the beginning, light incense candles, put on the wooden fish and then read a paragraph in a daze, which is considered excessive, but when I think that I don't have the professional supporting tools of others, I can only keep everything simple.

Thinking of this, Saitama folded his hands and looked at the fallen concubine who was still kneeling on the ground in front of him, holding his head, and said, "Nan no Amitabha, the little monk will send you to the western heavens!" ”

After speaking, under the extremely frightened look of Fallen Hime, Saitama picked up the tin rod in his hand and put it on his head, and with a "snap", this rod directly completely pasted Fallen Hime's body and her head to the ground.

Yu Tian Yuan on the side looked stupid, and was still asking in a daze: "Saitama, didn't you say that you want to exceed?" ”

When Saitama heard this, he touched his braised egg head suspiciously, and his salted fish-like face was still frowning slightly, and said, "Yes, isn't it so excessive." ”

Uki Tengen: "......"

"Forget it, since it's okay here, let's leave quickly, and we have to find the winding ghost who can use blood poison as soon as possible." Utsuki Tianyuan said.

"Oh, let's go." Saitama agreed, and the two prepared to leave Hanajie.

Utamato had just taken a few steps, but he inadvertently looked back, and saw that the remnants of the fallen hime who had been slapped on the ground by Saitama had not dissipated, but showed signs of recovery.

"Saitama! Something isn't quite right with that guy! Before Yu Yan Tianyuan's words fell, Fallen Ji's cry suddenly sounded: "Brother! My head was cut off, and my body was beaten like this! Brother! I'm being bullied! I'm so miserable! ”

Hearing the cry of the fallen hime, even Saitama was a little surprised: "Tian Yuan, why didn't that female evil ghost dissipate?" ”

"It's not right......" Yu Tianyuan's voice did not fall.

"Eh, stupid sister......"

A sigh of helplessness but extra pampering suddenly sounded.

The next moment, I saw another man's body emerge from the broken body of Fallen Hime, this man was bare-chested, and his body was as thin as firewood.

Seeing this, Yu Yan Tianyuan's face was shocked, and the double knives in his hands quickly slashed out towards the thin man who drilled out of Fallen Hime's body, however, he was shocked to find that all his attacks just now had failed, and the man with his bare upper body and thin body had completely drilled out of Fallen Hime's body.

And at some point, he had already transferred his shattered body to a place outside of Utama's attack range.

"It's useless for you to cry, but this is really miserable, what kind of bastard guy beat my lovely sister like this." The thin man squatted in front of the fallen hime, and with the caressing of his hands, the broken body of the fallen queen was also rapidly recovering, and the fallen hime, who was originally beaten for a short time, was back to the same as before at this moment.

"Brother, it's those guys! Especially that bastard monk, I'm going to smash his head with my own hands! Akihime pointed at Saitama, her teeth creaking, as if she was ruthless to the bone.

When the thin man heard this, he slowly turned around, and it was only at this time that Saitama and Utamato Tengen saw clearly what this evil ghost that suddenly appeared looked like.

With short and medium black hair, there are a lot of numbing black spots on his face and body, and his thin body is hunched over, looking sluggish, with no offensive power, but exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

Facing the newly emerged evil ghost in front of him, Yu Yan Tianyuan clenched his twin swords, his expression was solemn, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Saitama, this guy and the woman he just dealt with are not of the same level at all, don't underestimate the enemy!"

As he spoke, the thin man's evil ghost body swayed and stood up, and that look, it seemed that he could be blown down by just a gust of wind, and this thin demon who seemed to be weak and couldn't help the wind was the real land of the wind--Sacrificial Taro.

"You bastards hurt my lovely sister like that......"

Before the priest Taro finished speaking, Utamachi Tengen had already swept the double swords, and his body rushed over like lightning.

However, as a sound pillar, Utsuki Tengen was fast, and the priest Taro was faster than him, and it was too late to blink an eye when he was about to come, and Utamaki Tengen could barely see how the thin man in front of him made a move, and he could only resist with that momentary battle instinct.

When Yu Yan Tianyuan staggered past and stood still again, several blood marks had been cut on his head by a sharp blade, and red blood slowly flowed out from the wound on his head.

At this moment, Yu Tian Yuan can't care about the blood and wounds that have been soaked in the turban, in the face of this enemy in front of him, he must raise one hundred and twenty points of vigilance and concentration, but in the round just now, Yu Tian Yuan has already determined that the one in front of him now is the real winding ghost.

"Hey ......"

"You're good, I'm slashing with killing intent, can you block my attack, yes, it's really good......"

"It's so nice, this face is really good, the skin is fine, there are no spots, no moles......"

"You're also very strong and tall, people like you must be very popular with women, right? Hey, I can't do it, I can't grow strong no matter what, my face is covered with disgusting dark spots, it's so ugly, no woman likes it, hehe......"

"Jealous, jealous, I'm so jealous of you! Hey ......"

"Such a man who makes me jealous, can you please die? And you have to use a very painful way to die, and you have to peel your skin alive, how about it? Hey ......"

The priest Taro chattered endlessly, while slowly raising the pair of bone scythes in his hands.

"I'm going to skin you, hey...... Hey hey ......"

At this moment, the priest Taro only felt that a figure had flashed in front of him, and before he could react, "Bang! A fist had already smashed straight into his head.

Saitama stood in front of the thin priest Taro, with an impatient expression: "Idiot, you, what have you been hey." ”

"Ahh Brother! "Fallen Hime originally thought that as long as his brother personally took action, these two pillars would be like the previous ones killed by them, and they would die a miserable death, but in just a few words, the priest Taro was punched in the head by Saitama.

"This bald monk is even more different, it's better than ......" Priest Taro's head had just recovered, and before he finished speaking, Saitama punched Masturbation Taro's head directly.

At this moment, Usu Tengen reminded loudly, "Saitama be careful behind!" Saitama looked back and saw that the two scythes belonging to the priest Taro flew out at some point, and at this moment, they turned back at high speed and slashed towards him quickly.

Saitama raised his hand and was about to pick it up, but Utamato arrived, and with the double knife, the two scythes flew out in an instant.

The two scythes were obviously under the control of the priest Taro, and after being knocked away, they quickly flew into the hands of the priest Taro.

"Hey, bald! My scythe is poisonous! If you are struck by me, you will definitely die! Matsuri Taro shouted.

"In this way, the blood poison of Yashiro-gun was done by you."

"That's right, that blood poison is my handiwork." Matsuo Taro spoke contemptuously, seemingly unconcerned about such a thing.

"I said you, you don't understand how precious life is for those innocent people, right? Those lost lives will never be returned. ”

"You don't deserve to exist as a thing that tramples on life......"

"Go to hell!"

Saitama's voice sounded, and the contemptuous smile on the face of the priest Taro suddenly froze, and a tin staff smashed down on his head, "Bang! Then there was a loud bang like an earthquake.

In a luxuriously decorated room, Onimai Tsuji, disguised as a boy of seven or eight years old, appeared in front of her eyes and in her mind at the same time, one was the figure of a samurai who had cornered him four hundred years ago, and the second figure was the bald monk who had no power to fight him.

Onimai Tsuji's body trembled uncontrollably, and even the book he was reading fell to the ground.

Then, Ghost Dance Tsuji Muru wriggled his frightened face and looked in the direction of the priest Taro brother and sister in a daze.