It is human nature to be afraid of huge things.

But in many cases, people don't follow their instincts.

"Quick! You two go and get the women and children out of the way!" Run south! ”

Ei Na Ichiro roared angrily and commanded the two ninjas behind him, and he was the huge figure in front of the sword, his forehead tense.

It's just a red ghost, he's not unseen.

But seeing and confronting are two different concepts.

Even as a samurai, with a sword aura that made him far beyond ordinary people, Koichiro Ashina was just an ordinary person - at least when facing a monster that was eight meters tall and thick as a castle tower, his body was not much different from that of a mortal.

If you are caught, you will die.

It's just that people do something, and they don't do something.

When he saw the red ghost crawling out of the ground, Koichiro knew who was responsible for all this.

Dao Ce and Dao Shun.

He was initially able to connect the two men, and later provided corpses and living people for study.

My grandfather had warned him many times, but he hadn't listened.

He is responsible for all this now.

As a man, you should be responsible for what you do.

What's more, he is also the young chief of the famous reed family.

Since the moment he took on the name of 'Young Chief', many things have been predestined.

Reed is his everything.

Face the guy who destroys the name of the reed...... Whether it's a monster or an inner house, anyone can be afraid and escape, but he can't escape.

Ashina Genichiro faced the huge dark red figure, and his ears were filled with screams and cries.

He slowly drew his sword, facing the big red ghost, the wooden hand of Shinobi grasped the hilt, supported it with his right hand, raised his hands to his side, and pointed the tip of the knife directly at the huge thing in front of him.

"Everything, for the sake of Reed."

Qi runs through his body, his tall and strong body flies against the ground like a black shadow, and the speed that is difficult for the naked eye to catch charges alone with his incomparably small body compared to the red ghost, accompanied by nothing more than this sword and this sword, and the morality in his heart.

Faced with the flow of people fleeing in front of him, Genichiro Reina went upstream.

In the game, players know that Ichiro has always been a very life-sparing person, fighting three battles, escaping and sneaking attack, trying every means to survive even if he is humble and alien, and then become stronger.

Because he knew that without him, it would really be over.

But he was also always a fearless man.

For the sake of Reed, he can bear any kind of sacrifice.

"Death—"

The long knife swept across the air current, because of the height problem, Genichiro could only reach the calf of the big red ghost, the blade slashed along the surface of the calf muscles, and the tip of the knife tore the tendons with blood flowers, and the sword qi gushing out of the body was thrown like a raging waterfall, and the reeded Kenichiro, who was incarnated as a pedicure master, cut it in two, bringing a burst of tearing wind.

"Roar!!

Although he had lost most of his bestiality, his pain was still normal, and the red ghost, who had been cut off by a knife in his Achilles tendon, fell to his knees on one knee in anger, and blood spurted from his severed heel.

His cloudy eyes widened and he glanced around bloodshot, but he couldn't find anyone because of the limited angle of his skull twist and the inability to stand up due to his leg injury.

In a fit of rage, the two giant claws frantically dug through the gravel on the ground and threw it in all directions to vent their anger, and the dust was everywhere, and a few screams and exclamations sounded faintly.

Ei's eyes were red, but his brain was almost cruelly calm, and he didn't pause in the slightest because of the cries of civilians.

The figure swayed and walked in a zigzag pattern around the back of the red ghost, and walked quickly along the midline of the back, the body almost blending into the wind without making the slightest sound.

Poof—

The blade stabbed into the flesh, and the tip of the blade slashed a triangular hole in the wound with blood gushing out like a fountain, and the shape of the body followed the muscle texture, leaving one hideous wound after another on the red ghost's body.

The big red ghost let out an angry hiss, and his arm slapped wildly on his body, but the wound was torn even more, and the pain became more and more piercing.

"Roar—"

The red ghost let out an impotent rage.

Ichiro always remained calm, not the slightest excitement about the results he had achieved by relying on his size, and there was only two extremely contradictory emotions in his heart: indifference and anger.

As he left wounds on the big red ghost again and again, his movements became more and more precise.

The deeper the knife, the more fierce the gaze.

"Not enough."

"That's not enough."

Even though he has left dozens or hundreds of traces on the red ghost, Ashina Koichiro still maintains a basic understanding of the current situation - the difference in size is too big.

For ordinary people, any of Ashina Genichiro's swords is enough to cause fatal injuries, and even a character like the Sword Master would not dare to use his body to make a hard connection.

But for the red ghost, this injury is undoubtedly painful, but it will not die.

Just like a person who is pricked with a toothpick hurts, but it also does not kill easily.

Looking up, Eina Genichiro gritted his teeth.

Nape.

Arteries.

That's where the fatal wound is.

The knife rotates between the palms, from the front grip to the reverse grip.

Ichiro was silent and began his charge again.

Standing on the watchtower, Dao Ce and Dao Shun master and apprentice silently watched this scene, watching the red ghost's pace being blocked by Xian Ichiro, but the reactions of the master and apprentice were completely different.

Dao Shun paced the watchtower with an uneasy face, cold sweat seeping down his neck and into his clothes, and his whole body was sticky.

The Tao Ce engraved on the apprentice's heart is the old face with the Buddha system written all over it, and he is not at all worried that the red ghost carefully developed by his master and apprentice will die at the hands of Genichiro.

"In vain, don't worry."

As if annoyed by Dao Shun's pacing back and forth, Dao Ce opened his hollow eyes like scars, and his tone was slow.

"Yes...... But Master, if you don't care about it, the red ghost will die at the hands of the young chief. We, we can't give the inner government an errand! ”

Dao Shun seemed a little afraid, and his voice was hesitant.

Dao Ce looked like a good man, and after listening to the apprentice's worries, he chuckled lightly:

"With such a strong body, do you know why the teacher didn't use it?"

"Huh?" Dao Shun was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that the consciousness of that red ghost has not completely dissipated, so it can't be used?" ”

"Yes. Consciousness did not dissipate. ”

Dao Ce was stunned and spoke, the black hole did not have eyeball eyes, but it seemed to be able to see far, far away.

"Therefore, it is not surprising that he still retains some wisdom from his lifetime."

"Isn't it?"

Daoshun and Dao Ce's master and apprentice, you say a word, it seems that the two are talking, but Dao Shun doesn't know that Dao Ce's voice can only be heard by him.

To outsiders, it looks like a delicate crazy monk talking to himself.

The scene was extremely eerie.

Reeda Castle Center,

Ichiro stepped forward, like the wind around him, the sword was held in both hands, and he didn't move, his face was big red ghost vest, and the blade was pointed straight at the back of his neck.

He strode and galloped, his body close to the ground, and from a distance it looked like a black shadow was clinging to the ground and tearing straight through the air, and he could faintly hear the whining of a ghost's cry.

The calf muscles expand and contract, the leg tendons shrink one by one like a bowstring, the upper body is inclined at a thirty-degree angle to the ground, almost sticking to the ground, the footsteps fall to the ground, and even the green bricks are faintly cracked.

Bang –

The footsteps fell to the ground suddenly, and the blue brick floor was trampled out of a small pit, and the rubble was splashed.

Ei Sena Ichiro waved his sword in silence.

The blade is pointed at the back of the red ghost's neck.

All the sword energy and power were poured into this sword that was as bright as the moonlight.

This blow is the final one.

Buzz – crunch.

There was suddenly a dark red in front of him, and the blade slashed on it, but the knife that instinctively cut through gold and jade was stuck in the middle, making an extremely piercing sound of metal and bone rubbing.

Eina was held in the air by a large hand, his eyes widened, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

The blade just pierced the middle finger of the big hand.

Front

I saw that the big red ghost who couldn't turn his head because of the angle problem was now twisted at one hundred and eighty degrees, and the whole big face was twisted from the front to the back.

On his face, which was already ugly enough, showed an extremely hideous smile.

The big red oni opened his mouth wide and smiled at Ichiro Koshi.

After a few difficult hissing sounds, it seemed that he had finally found the right tone in his memory, and his voice was long.

"Catch--you-go-"