That's the speed at which Lan's dynamic vision can't track at all.

The witcher only vaguely saw a blurry image, and then all the action was over.

Until the end, the old Juggernaut seemed to have not moved, except for the soft sound of the leaf spring of the scabbard that had been opened at some point.

It took half a second for the sharp airflow blade to draw the trajectory of the swift blade.

The high-density milky white air traces almost surrounded the body of Ashina Ichshin into a spherical shape with messy traces!

The air was torn apart with a "stabbing" sound, and the bodies of the eight hundred bhikshunis with purple light and shadow were suddenly enveloped by the afterimage of the sword blade.

"Babble!"

A shrill exclamation came from under the mask.

Dozens of knife cuts burst out of her tall body almost at the same time!

Each narrow knife edge brought out a handful of illusory liquid like a splash.

For the second time since the appearance of this Xianfeng Temple Lord, after being slashed into the shoulder by Lan En with a giant sword, she was slashed back by this move [Secret Legend: One Heart].

The illusory body didn't seem to be damaged, and most of the blades that came from the trunk of the body were blocked by her naginata, and only the robes and the corners of the body were actually cut into it with dense slashes.

The old Sword Master was already out of breath, and the power of his move was at least fifty percent weaker than usual at this time.

But even then, he had already bought Rann another half minute.

After slashing this move, Ashina fell half-kneeling on the ground and braced his body with a long knife in his sheath. I held it for a long time before taking a long breath.

His physical strength had already bottomed out, and after this move, his lungs couldn't even start his own breathing.

He's too old.

Half a minute later, the illusory purple body of the eight hundred bhikshunis recovered and paced towards the half-kneeling old man.

Now she wasn't in a hurry, after all, before the short ninja could get back the Immortal Slash, she would probably kill all of them.

"Hoo hoo hoo ho

An eerie grime laugh came from under the mask.

The slender and penetrating naginata was raised high, ready to cut off the head of the old man in front of him beautifully.

Wei Ming couldn't even breathe, but he still smiled and looked up, holding his gold and steel dragon knife in his hand.

He's the kind of man who won't let go until he's completely lost.

And that's when it happened." Jingle bell~"

The melodious rattle that had sounded shortly after Kurosa's departure reappeared in the Buddhist hall!

Kurokasa Raccoon appeared out of thin air in the middle of the Buddha hall, in front of the huge statue of Guanyin, and his short body was carrying a wild sword!

Lan's afterglow instantly pinned to Kurosa's back, and the naginata that the eight hundred bhikshunis were about to swing was slightly startled.

Immediately, with a more ferocious and fierce attitude, he was about to slash at Reed's neck!

"Phew!" With a thud, Lan En stabbed through the bodies of the two undead worms with the giant sword in his hand, pinning them to the ground. While using his arm armor, he fired a supersonic projectile at the head of the eight hundred bhikshunis.

Lan En knew very well that the decisive factor for victory was now in his hands. He's not going to let such a as 'attrition' happen at this time!

The giant naginata had to block the blow first.

Ashina also laughed at this time, the urgency of the enemy is a symbol of his approaching victory.

He squeezed a little more strength out of his dry body and slashed the shin of the eight hundred bhikshunis in a half-kneeling position, forcing her to retreat.

"Kurosa, come here and kill the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak first!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Lan En reached out to the black tanuki and asked him to throw the immortal slash over.

But after shouting, the witcher was surprised to find that the ninja didn't do it right away.

The expression on his black iron hat was unclear.

Instead of using the quickest means of 'throwing', instead, he ran straight in the direction of Lan En with his sword.

Kurogasa leaped halfway through, and it wasn't until his dwarf melon-like body jumped in mid-air that Lan En met his hat's eyes.

On that deformed face, it was a kind of decision that was already mentally prepared.

"Please don't die, Lanne!"

The witcher wondered, what the hell was he going to do?

Lane soon knew.

In mid-air, the black tanuki gritted its teeth and rested its hand on the hilt of the immortal sword, as if the sword was a thousand pounds heavy, and pulled it violently.

There was a sound of drawing a knife with a little rust and dryness, and Kurogasa's body in mid-air also jerked and became paralyzed.

Able to cut off the 'immortal' undead slash and pull it out every time. All come at a cost.

And the tanuki of Kurogasa is determined to make himself pay.

Lan En didn't have time to hesitate, nor did he have time to sigh or be angry. He's going to have to spend that time killing!

In mid-air, Lan En pulled out the remainder of the wild sword from Kurosa's civet's arms, which had only inertia left.

It was a blade that was blood-red, rusty, and blood-mist.

When the blood-red color appeared in the Buddha hall, the Venerable Immortal Peak immediately bowed his head in relief.

"So. and he died. Nan Wusan."

The blood-red Notai knife was in Lan En's hand, and it instantly connected with the original knife grip.

Originally, the two centipedes that had been nailed to the ground by the giant sword had torn their bodies apart and liberated themselves.

And when the blood-red blade danced, it became a strange and terrible fan-shaped afterimage.

The three undead worms were stirred together by the back of the knife by Lann, and the arthropod instinct caused them to frantically entangle and cling to foreign objects that came into contact with their bodies.

Lan En was sure that the three centipedes were already wrapped around the blood-red blade, so he sat down on his horse and held the hilt with both hands, and made a forceful pull.

"Kala, Carrara!"

The blade crushes the chitin carapace, embedded deep in the centipede's fluid-filled flesh.

The feeling of pain, which was completely different from ordinary weapons, made these undead instinctively curl up their bodies, and at the same time, they also clamped the blades.

As the witcher expected, his drawing of the knife became difficult and difficult, but it also meant that he could do more damage.

"Squeak!"

The centipedes even screamed with their non-existent vocal organs!

These three fierce and peculiar undead insects that far surpassed their peers, because their bodies were excessively clamping the blades, they were directly pulled out of the thin body of the Venerable Master of Immortal Peak in the process of Lan En's drawing!

The chitin-carapace being ripped out of the human body has a very permeating "clicking" sound.

After being ripped out of the human body by the blade, these slender and ferocious insects are like fish out of water, struggling, bowing, curling up, and finally stiffening on the ground.

At the end, the Venerable Master of Xianfeng was no different from an ordinary immedian Buddha, like a sand sculpture that collapsed from the inside, gradually collapsing.

It's just that at the end of his life of immortality from betraying Buddhism, he has been reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

He had done something wrong, and although he repented afterwards, Lan En did not hesitate to kill him. He himself did not resist anything.

In normal times, Lane might bow to the corpse after his death in a ritual consistent with the deceased's religious outlook.

But now, time is of the essence.

Lan En almost understood the situation of the knife in his hand at this time, a typical Dongying Devouring Lord Demon Knife. Whoever pulls it out dies.

Kurogasa no Tanuki is the one who took the thunder for him, he just didn't want to live, so he didn't hesitate in the end.

"Alright, Kurokasa. Hope you're lucky. ”

But whether Kurosa wants to live or not is his business, and whether he can save it or not is Lan En's business.

The young man took out a paper-wrapped pill from the alchemy leather pouch on his waist, broke half of his fingers and stuffed it into the ninja's mouth.

Then he rushed in the direction of Reina without looking back.

Divide one [Devouring God] in half, see if God can let him save the breathless Reeda Ichishin too!

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