"You're not dead!?" Yasuhiro Kamo has always thought of himself as having a random layout on the chessboard.

Now he finally suddenly felt that he and the chessboard were just two sons of this heaven and earth.

Russell didn't speak, and exchanged glances with Zhang Zhiwei.

The crossbows and cannons in the hands of Lu Ci, Jiekong and others did not stop, whether it was a kamikaze team or a special attack team, they were all suppressed a hundred meters away.

From the moment they saw the fire dragon ascending to heaven, they knew that the strength of their people and others could not help Russell.

So they consciously took on the task of cleaning up the miscellaneous soldiers.

Yasuhiro exhaled lightly, an ugly smile on his old bark-like face.

"Okay, good, I didn't expect the old man to be fooled by your hairless boy."

He reached out and pulled out a small paper umbrella from his bosom.

The paper umbrella keeps getting bigger under the continuous injection of Qi, and a Milky Way slowly unfolds on the umbrella surface, turning into a little star.

The paper umbrella rose without wind and floated above Yasuhiro Kamo's head, sprinkling a circle of white light.

The bodies of the Onmyoji and the samurai suddenly shook, as if infinite power was pouring out of their bodies.

The stars fell in the dark night, but I didn't expect Lord He Mao to bring all the artifacts of the Zhen Clan.

Miyamoto silently glanced at Yasuhiro Kamo who had a calm temperament, and silently pulled out his long knife and ribs.

Two sharp blades, long and short, were placed in front of him in the shape of a cross, and his majestic body emitted terrifying waves, and the earth and stones at his feet were blown wildly.

"Hehe, Miyamoto-kun, do you realize?" Yasuhiro Kamo looked at Miyamoto's thick back and smiled with relief.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this time we have suffered heavy losses in hunting for flower planters, and the people we brought have all returned to the arms of Amaterasu."

Yasuhiro Kamo spoke in a low tone, and his eyes were full of sorrow, "However, this proves that the Empire's decision is not wrong. ”

"There are hidden tigers in the Flower Cultivation Inhuman Realm, the Tang Sect in front of you, the Taoist priests, as long as they are not eliminated, the empire will never be able to enjoy everything in this land in peace."

"Relatives and friends, old friends, the hatred of the death of the clan disciples, the great cause of the empire, and even most of the luck of the empire's inhuman world, have all pressed on us."

Yasuhiro Kamo raised his hands high, and his voice suddenly became excited, "We can't lose, and we won't lose!" ”

"Because since the rise of empires, they have always been victors! This time is no exception! ”

"Gentlemen, fight with me, let these despicable villains see the strength and majesty of the empire!"

"Empire, Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!" Others chimed in loudly, and the sound was deafening.

Yasuhiro Kamo took out a stack of charms from his cuffs, and the three charms of "speed", "power", and "royal" flew out of his hand.

With the sound of his recitation, it was attached to the four samurai including Miyamoto Isshin.

The samurai flashed green, red, and blue lights, and their momentum became even more majestic.

Russell looked at the eight enemies in front of him and said solemnly: "Brother Lu, you retreat into the hole in the sky, Xiaohong is waiting inside, she will take you to a safe place." ”

"Senior brother." Russell looked at Zhang Zhiwei, and his body began to glow with golden light.

"This time, we're going to have to do our best."

"It's a battle of luck for them, and for us, too."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded solemnly, and his eyes were opened to the maximum from the beginning.

On the other side, it is considered the top combat power of a country's Inhuman Organization, and two against eight is indeed a bit exciting.

Lu Ci and the others silently rushed at Russell and Zhang Zhiwei, put down the ballista, and quickly rushed towards the hole in the sky.

"Where to go!" Rokuro Mochizuki has a thin body and longer limbs than ordinary people.

He shouted angrily, his figure had disappeared in place, teleporting, and the sword light had already slashed to the top of Lu Ci's head, which was originally twenty meters away from him.

Magic Mirror Ice Crystals.

An ice mirror lay between him and Lu Ci.

Mochizuki Rokuro's pupils shrank, and it was clear that as long as the blade cut through that layer of thin ice, Lu Ci's head could be cut off.

But he did not hesitate to retreat.

On the ice mirror, the afterimage of Rokuro Mochizuki slowly disappeared, and under the afterimage, a pair of footprints remained, and he returned to the same place.

In front of the ice mirror, the dust around the footprints began to roll up with force.

Russell put down his left hand, which had been stamped on his chest, with a slight regret in his heart.

If Rokuro Mochizuki had the slightest idea of being greedy for a knife just now, he would have suffered a thunderous blow from Russell.

When the time comes, he will be crippled if he does not die.

"Senior brother, be careful, his speed is not weaker than you and me." Russell reminded loudly.

Zhang Zhiwei let out an "um", and his eyes became more focused.

"Kondo, do you feel it?" Rokuro Mochizuki said in a deep voice, "That ice mirror that appeared out of thin air has a big problem. ”

"Hmm." The corners of Kondo's eyes are wrinkled, but his eyes are as clear as spring water.

After nearly fifty years of practicing natural mindfulness, he could feel that behind that mirror, there seemed to be an unknown space connected.

"He may teleport through this mirror across the face, so be careful."

"And such a move? It's a tough opponent, but it's more worth cutting off, isn't it? ”

Miyamoto has a heroic voice, he is the youngest of several people, but also the strongest.

Just over fifty years old, he combines the Shinto Thoughtless Flow and the Two Heavenly First-Class, and his body and soul are at their peak.

"Miyamoto, you're very energetic." Mirror Heart Wise Stream Grand Master, Momoi Shio smiled.

His face is covered with heavy makeup, and his tone is abrupt when he speaks, with a sense of art in performing period dramas.

Without the enemy's obstruction, Lu Ci and the others safely retreated into the Penetrating Cave.

Russell stretched out his hand to condense a golden long stick that was eight feet long, he turned his head to look at Zhang Zhiwei, who was also holding a golden stick, and said:

"It's up, brother."

The two of them danced at the same time, carrying the long stick behind their backs, and then got up and prostrated forward, running towards the enemy with the wind.

"Haha, eat me!" Miyamoto squatted down wholeheartedly, and then rushed forward with his legs on the ground, and the ground he was stepping on instantly sank and cracked.

Miyamoto looked like a tiger, holding a long knife in his right hand over his head, facing Russell.

Russell's right hand turned the stick sideways, and the gold stick coiled around his waist.

Miyamoto's muscles and bones are covered with condensed qi, which is similar to horizontal kung fu.

The advantage is that the strength is strong and the speed is fast, but the disadvantage is that it cannot live long, the peak period is short, and if it is hit by the internal organs of the cattle across the mountain, there is no way to live at all.

When he was three feet away from Miyamoto, Russell's pupils shrank, and the Qi in the meridians of Miyamoto's feet increased significantly.

Russell's expression remained unchanged, and the speed of progress accelerated again.

The body twisted, the right hand held the end of the stick, and the force of rotating the waist and the stick at the same time, stabbed forward violently.

Jiaolong goes to sea!

The next moment, the Qi under Miyamoto's feet erupted, and he immediately watched with a stunned look at the golden stick that appeared an inch in front of his forehead.

"Hey!"

His face was not afraid, and the ribs of his other hand were sharply raised.

But the power on the stick was so strong that he could only turn the head of the stick to the side and dodge with a short body.

Miyamoto's brows furrowed, but the speed of progress remained the same, and the knife in his right hand slashed towards Russell.

Russell's eyes flickered, and he turned his head sideways to dodge the black arrow shot by the Earth Gate, and then blocked it with a stick in one hand.

While!

It was as if two meteors collided together, and a huge roar shattered the surrounding stones and grass.

Russell's feet sank and his brows furrowed.

The stick was in the way of the blade, and it shattered in half.

"Rejoice! I didn't expect to meet an opponent whose strength was on par with me! Miyamoto shouted, and the long knife slashed at Russell.

Russell swung his stick with both hands to block, and the force of the shock was directed into the ground under his feet, leaving a pair of footprints an inch deep.

Another cold arrow broke through the air, and Russell dodged sideways.

The ghostly figure of Rokuro Mochizuki appeared next to Russell, and the sword light was already an inch close to his waist.

Break the word, red practice!

The Bagua Array was released in an instant, and a flame rose from the ground.

Rokuro Mochizuki did not dodge or dodge, and continued to swing his sword against the flames.

Russell looked puzzled, and used dust-free strength to block his waist.

The white blade was bounced off by the golden force, and his clothes were not even hurt.

However, Rokuro Mochizuki was severely burned all over his body.

Miyamoto laughed, regardless of Mochizuki Rokuro, another slash.

Russell pulled his stick to block and focused on Rokuro Mochizuki, who was standing still.

At this time, a group of pink butterflies pounced on Mochizuki Rokuro's body, and the red light flashed, and Mochizuki Rokuro's body returned to its original state.

Russell immediately locked his gaze on Fujiwara Kazujin.

Therapist!

Pink butterflies flickering their wings, and psychedelic colors hit Russell's eye.

Or an illusionist?

Russell pulled back, although the illusion just now was not the same, but it could cure this alone.

As soon as Fujiwara entered, he was already on the priority kill list.

Not far away, Zhang Zhiwei was entangled by Hideshi Kondo and Shio Momoi, and he had to block the attacks of the Kamikami Weasel and Wheelimichi.

And Yasuhiro Kamo exuded black Qi all over his body, and there were words of righteous thoughts on his lips, and an extremely ominous aura rose from him.

(End of chapter)