Dressed in a black kimono and holding a long knife, Amamiya Haruki stood quietly in the pouring rain, his sharp eyes staring at the terrifying giant shadow on the top of the rain curtain mountain, narrowing slightly.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the salty blood instantly filled his mouth, and he lowered his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist at the [Rain Avalanche] in his hand, mixed with the surrounding rain adsorbed on the surface of the knife body, and the original dark blue blade quickly appeared a strange blood red.

He turned his blade around and stabbed hard at the puddle of water that had gathered under his feet!

In the reflection of the water surface under his feet, a white-clothed and white-haired sword soul also held a [Rain Collapse] in his hand, and pierced into the water at the same time as Amamiya Qinghui, and the shadows of the two long knives suddenly coincided together.

Boom ——!!

Invisible waves of qi erupted around Amamiya Haruki, the blood-stained black kimono was blown in the rain, his black hair began to be visibly pale to the naked eye, and an indescribable charm emanated from those cold eyes.

The sword soul in the reflection of the puddle began to merge with the shadow of Amamiya Haruki.

Amamiya Qinghui took a deep breath, pulled out the [Rain Avalanche] in the puddle in an instant, stepped the ground with both feet, and his body flashed into the reflection of a raindrop, rushing towards the corpse god on the top of the mountain at an astonishing speed!

When Yoshiki Furuhara saw this scene, his mouth opened wide in shock.

At this moment, Yuzurina on the side bit her lips, quickly put the wooden box behind her, grabbed his wrist, and ran down the mountain.

"Let's go!" In the rainstorm, Yuzurina's eyes were full of sadness and determination, "Brother Amamiya has entered the state of the rain god, if we stay here for one more second, he will burn a lot of life!" Come on! ”

Under the drag of Yuzu Rina, Yoshiki Furuhara could only quickly turn around and speed quickly.

Yuzurina's hand reached into her arms, took out a blue-gray gamepad, and quickly pressed a series of buttons with her fingers:

Up and down, left and right, BABA.

When the last button was pressed, the blue-gray gamepad turned into a glimmer of light and rushed somewhere in the sky, disappearing into the rain.

E-class prop, [Paging Handle].

……

On the other side of the mountain.

Hoshimi Shota coughed and stood up from the rain, and was slightly stunned when he saw the black-clothed figure who fearlessly rushed to the top of the mountain.

"Amamiya?" His eyes widened, "Is he crazy?" A man with a sword of calamity dares to fight with that thing?! Wu Ji! Fast! Let's go help him! ”

Hoshimi Shota didn't hesitate at all, and with the red long knife at his waist, he was about to rush to the top of the mountain.

He had barely taken two steps when the slender figure in the scarlet feather weave reached out to stop him.

"Shota, it's too dangerous for you to go." Wu Ji's bewitching eyes stared at Shota Hoshimi seriously, "Although you are my sword master, you are just an ordinary high school student, and the slightest aftermath of the battle will involve you in a state of no return." ”

"But I can't leave him alone!"

"He's doing this to get you out of here safely, and if you turn back, everything he's done will be meaningless."

Takehime looked at Shota's face full of struggle, a gentle look appeared on her face, she held Shota's palm and said softly: "Shota, don't you want to know, why do I have to recognize you as the sword master?"

If you can run down the hill in ten minutes, I'll tell you...... If you don't, you'll be punished for going back.

That's what we're playing today. ”

Takehime let go of Shota's palm and took two steps back, she stood quietly in the rain, the vermilion haori swaying in the wind, and she smiled slightly.

"So, my sword master, Shota Hoshimi...... Are you ready to start today's game? ”

Hoshimi Shota looked at her blankly for a moment, then turned his head to look at the black-clothed figure who was about to reach the top of the mountain, an unprecedented tangle appeared in his eyes, and finally he made up his mind and turned around and rushed down the mountain.

"I'll protect myself." Shota Hoshimi's voice came from the rain, "You have to take Amamiya and come back alive!" ”

Looking at the figure of Shota Hoshimi rushing down the mountain frantically, the smile on Takehime's face became richer and richer, she turned around and looked at the terrifying giant shadow on the top of the mountain, and the smile on her face gradually converged.

She snorted coldly, slammed her feet on the ground, and directly shattered a large area of the mountain, and her body exploded like a cannonball to the top of Mount Fuji.

……

On top of the mountain.

The black corpse god that covered the sky and the sun was facing the direction of the flight of several people, and the terrifying divine power surged in the rift, as if it was about to shoot out in the next moment.

At this moment, a drop of rain slid down directly in front of the corpse god, and in the curved arc reflection, a black-clothed figure was rapidly magnifying!

Qiang ——!

A dark blue sword light slashed out from the rain, and accurately slashed at the jaw of the corpse god's head, and the nearby rain rolled up around the sword light, turning into a rain dragon that soared into the sky, roaring out!

This knife directly slashed the head of the corpse god a little, and the red silk thread of destruction just burst out from the rift, grazing the mountain and flying into the sky, splitting the wreckage of the city in the distance into two with the sky, and the roaring explosion echoed in the sky.

The white-haired Amamiya Haruki held the knife in both hands, his body was half suspended in the sky, and the blade was aimed at the head of the corpse god, and he slashed down again!

Boom!!

The corpse god's right hand slammed into Amamiya Qinghui's body at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and the huge palm like a building suppressed the air, emitting a low explosion, smashing it directly between the shattered mountains under his feet!

Amamiya Qinghui clenched the hilt of the knife with both hands, so that the [Rain Collapse] was not shaken out, his back smashed through the mountain, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale.

If it weren't for him becoming one with the sword soul and entering the state of the rain god, I was afraid that this blow would kill him.

Before Amamiya could crawl out of the mountain, the corpse god raised the soles of his feet that covered the sky and the sun, and once again blasted down on the broken earth he had fallen on, as if he was about to trample a humble and small ant to death.

A vermilion figure swept across the sky at a rapid pace!

Wu Ji's fist pierced through the rain curtain in an instant, and blasted towards the soles of the corpse god's feet, and the tip of the fist hit the surface of the skin flowing with black liquid, making a loud sound of gold and iron, and at the same time, a wave of qi visible to the naked eye rushed out from between the fist and the foot!

The ground under Wu Ji's feet exploded!

The white and slender palm actually carried the giant foot of the corpse god covering the sky and the sun, and the vermilion feathers on Wu Ji's body danced wildly in the strong wind, and her pair of demonic fox eyes burst out with high-spirited battle intent!

In an instant, Wu Ji's fist took the initiative to move down for half a minute, leaving a gap between it and the corpse god's giant foot, and then swung his fist again.

Knock ——!!

This punch shook the corpse god's body backwards, and it raised the soles of its feet and stepped backwards on the mountain, barely stabilizing its huge body.