Amamiya Masaki is indeed no opponent.

Even if she added Mystery, she might not be able to use it.

After some consideration, Bai Yu decided to intervene himself.

To be honest, he didn't really want to disturb the heart-to-heart communication between his relatives.

However, sometimes there is no choice, and you can't watch her being slashed and killed.

Bai Yu is not a psychopath, and he does not have the habit of cutting people and slamming people's heads with golf clubs...... He was a pacifist, but after coming to another world, he became violent.

"Ha ......"

In the midst of the rain, he exhaled deeply, and could sense the weakness and detachment of this body.

Using a vial of life potion, white smoke rose from her wound, and her injuries were rapidly recovering.

'Mr. Fate? ’

The heart sounded the heart of Amamiya Masa.

It's me. Bai Yu replied, "I can't stand it, so I can only step out of the audience, don't mind if I interfere out of thin air, although it is useless to mind."

"Of course I don't mind" Amamiya Masahiro could sense that her body was recovering quickly, she didn't know what power it was, she only felt that she was really lucky, and at the same time a little surprised, it turned out that the other party had always been able to forcibly take over her body, but she didn't do it.

She couldn't help but smile in her heart and said, 'Sir is really a gentleman'

Bai Yu continued, 'Concentrate, it's time to do it, I have injected a new power into your body, and next, I will teach you how to use it'

'Yes,' Amamiya Masahiro nodded in response.

……

On the night when the rain fell wildly, the thunder roared and the rain poured down.

The girl opened her eyes, and the cold rain wet her three thousand green silks.

She stood up with her knife in her hand, and there was a strange aura from her body.

"Whew——! It's my turn......"

The girl let out a breath of white mist: "This feels really strange. ”

Amamiya Masahiro, who stood up again, surprised everyone, after all, she was already crumbling and had no combat power just now, but less than ten seconds passed, and she stood up again, and her momentum was even better than before.

Nan Shihui turned his head and raised the sword: "I said, if you stand up again, I will ......"

"You were going to kill me."

The girl interrupted flatly: "Don't pretend to be pretending, your killing intent is colder than the heavy rain at night." ”

She raised her sword and pointed at the old man: "Since it is a real sword victory, it is a matter of life and death." ”

Nan Shihui sneered: "Life and death are up to the sky? If the old man really wants to kill you, you think you have lived until now! ”

The girl only responded to him with a faint sneer: "You, scared?" ”

I have to admit that Bai Yu's mocking ability and mouth cannon are getting stronger and stronger, he originally had a certain acting skill and performance-type personality, and at this time, he used someone else's body, almost half of the role of Amamiya Masa, if everyone can't say it, he can say it.

Unlike Amamiya Masahiro, who has received an excellent education, Bai Yu grew up listening to the market aunt scolding the street, and when he was a child, he often walked around the street with a watermelon, and how to use a sentence to make the other party directly break the defense, he is proficient in this.

After saying these words, Nan Shihui categorically couldn't retreat, his eyes almost erupted with fire, and he took a heavy step forward.

"Do you want to fight with the old man?"

Countless white smoke steamed from the train cut Hirokono Taidao, and once again the flames surrounded like a snake.

"Yes!"

The old man's eyebrows and beard were raised, his expression was hideous, and his hair and beard were all open: "Even if you regret it now, it's too late!" ”

The girl silently raised her sword and made a move, which looked handsome to novices but was full of loopholes in the eyes of veterans.

'Are you ready, true day?' ’

'Yes,' she replied, 'I am not afraid of his blade'

'No, I'm not talking about preparation for that,' Bai Yu said.

'That's?' ’

Are you ready to kill him?' ’

‘…… Be! ’

The fire sword in the rain curtain to split a white smoke gap, the head of the full force of the chopping action is really Kashima new dangliu characteristics, it is a kind of battlefield swordsmanship, the emphasis is on fast and ruthless, the use of the wild knife, directly to the head to chop down, if the other party chooses to defend, then together with the armor shield spear to split, the emphasis is on a move to kill, unstoppable.

This move has a big flaw, but it is to deter the opponent with momentum, and the worst result is nothing more than the same end, so it is a knife technique used in battlefield melee.

It's impossible to block, and because it uses a family heirloom sword, the material used to make this blade is the shell of the ghost train, so its blade is wrapped with flames, and it has its own mystery.

If you forcibly take the knife, you can't stop the blazing fire.

Nan Shihui didn't mean to keep his hand from the beginning, he was trying his best to bully the small.

Behind it is a rockery, and there is no room to dodge.

The rain wet his cheeks.

Amamiya Masahiro found that Bai Yu had no intention of dodging, and she also complied with the other party's intentions, although she didn't know what Mr. Fate planned to do, but she still chose to put her life on the other party's choice.

Perhaps only a sixteen-year-old girl who has never been in the world would believe so much in a mysterious person she has never met.

Her trust is worth reciprocating.

The girl's body made incomprehensible movements under Bai Yu's control, her left hand held the blade of the fast rain blade, and pulled it hard, as if it was wiping the knife, but there was no cloth in her hand at all, so the blade cut through the palm, and the blood stained and smeared on the rippling edge of the fast rain.

No one understood why she was hurting herself.

Nan Shihui shouted even more, and slashed the wild knife on his head.

Before life and death, the girl held a blood-stained sword, turned her wrist, and swung a knife from the bottom up, and the moon-white kimono sleeves swayed with it, the movement was light, swift and beautiful, as if cutting down the green butterfly fluttering in the air.

Compared to Nan Shihui's extremely fierce knife, this knife was too gentle and ethereal, how could it resist the burning fire that rushed in his face.

Just when the servants of the Nan family couldn't bear to look at it, the blood stained on the blade detached from the blade, and the blood-red light turned into a touch of red under the light of the thunder, and the blood cut out was as bright as a broken crescent.

The blood-colored crescent moon slammed into the reddish light of the train.

The moment the two forces touched, its blazing flame was extinguished by blood in an instant.

It is also mysterious, but also high and low.

The crescent-like slash overshadowed the flames and grazed the Notai Knife, and it was split in two, but the slash didn't stop.

Although it broke, it didn't affect its slash, and it still slashed into Nan's body, and the blood slashed into his body like a knife.

Skin-to-skin!

Nan Shihui, who jumped almost two meters high, fell towards the ground like an eagle with folded wings that had been cut down from the air.

At this time, the girl turned around again, switched between her left and right hands, turned her body back, and slashed out again.

This time, everyone clearly saw the blood-colored crescent that they had not been able to see clearly before.

Sneer——!

The red marks swept by, and the two crescents one after the other, all hit Nan Shihui's body, the first knife hit the chest and cut into the bone, and the second knife cut off his left arm and left leg.

Blood gushed from the broken wound, and Nan's body smashed into the pond that smashed into the atrium, and his two amputated limbs floated from the water level raised by the torrential rain.

The winner is decided!

The crowd was in a terrible silence, and the atrium was dead silent except for the pouring rain.

Kazama even stood up directly, letting the wine in his hand spill on his clothes, and his eyes stared at Amamiya Masahiro with extremely burning eyes, as if he had found a dusty orb.

Bai Yu swung the knife to shake the blood, and swept away the remaining blood stains on the knife.

Just the second knife, aiming at the head, but it was off.

It's not that he missed, it's that the girl didn't fully cooperate.

Amamiya Masahiro was still not ready, and she hesitated.

Hesitation will ......

"You...... You...... cough cough ......" Nan Shihui covered his wound, the burly old man did not have the vigor of Fang Cai at this time, his eyes were full of turbidity, his face was full of blood, he coughed up a mouthful of blood: "This is impossible, why do you have ......"

"Nothing is impossible."

Amamiya Maki spoke, and she put her knife into the sheath.

"You're defeated!"

"The surname of the Nan family will be returned to you by hand."

"From tonight onwards, I'm Amamiya...... Amamiya: True Day! ”

(End of chapter)