Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 45
"Your grandfather?"

I don't know if Undead Kawa Minya heard only the first half of the sentence selectively, or the second half of Genichiro's voice was too hoarse when he spoke because of his nervousness.

After all, the word sword master did not catch his ears.

After all, Genichiro never thought that he would see the old man he was familiar with again so soon, but the method was not very good, and the two sides were still hostile.

"Undead River, don't act rashly."

Genichiro reminded Undead Chuan, who was eager to try, but the latter obviously didn't listen.

He also thought that Genichiro was affected by the blood ghost technique and felt guilty, so he was unwilling to attack his close family members, so he found an excuse.

"I know you can't bear it, I will solve him as soon as possible."

Genichiro looked sideways: "..."

Looking at the one-eyed old man with a white hair and gray hair, age spots all over his face, and even a look of terminal illness, but with a somewhat extraordinary demeanor, Undead Chuan didn't sense any threat at all.

Therefore, Undead Chuan just grinned, and flew out like a cheetah with a knife, trying to tear it into a splash as soon as possible, and then restore the previous division of labor between the two, and then go find trouble with that stinky snake.

Now she has turned into a slippery worm, hidden in the water, and she is even more difficult to deal with than before.

"Anyway, as long as it's not the one riding the horse, everything will be fine!"

The idea in Undead Chuan's heart is so simple.

Genichiro reached out his hand to stop it, but it was too late.Those scorched black phantoms of the ghost killing team surrounded him again, and he had to wave the iron summoning thunder to force them back one by one.

Genichiro had to concentrate on the phantoms, disarming them or throwing them into the water, and waiting for them to rally.

Once he accidentally eliminated them while distracted, he was one step closer to dying of a heart attack.

And the other side.

Wei Ming's face was full of indifference, as if he had been awakened from sleep, his one-eyed eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was calculating something.

When the Immortal River was still three or four meters away from him, Wei Mingyi suddenly raised his withered and slender arms, and raised the long knife in his hand above his head.

It looks like a standard Suzhen practice posture, rather than a preparation for facing a strong enemy.

In the eyes of kendo experts, this kind of movement that completely exposes the vitals of the body is full of loopholes.

And that slender but thin body, like a dilapidated old tree that can be broken by a gust of wind, cannot bear the slightest pressure from the outside world.

But among the two ghosts present, only Genichiro understood that all that was just a façade to confuse the enemy.

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

That body looked old and worn out, but it was filled with unrivaled fighting skills.

After all, when Grandpa pretended to be a Tengu and killed Gu Yingzhong, it was just two swords.

Not as Genichiro expected.

Sure enough, someone was fooled.

"What a big flaw!"

Looking at Wei Ming Yixin who was about to strike down, Bushichuan thought so.

Although the attack in the upper stage is very powerful, it is generally used when the opponent is confirmed to have no counterattack ability (being hit stiffly), almost completely sacrificing the possibility of returning to defense.

Except for the ghost-shaped part whose attack range can be extended with the mechanism barrel, most of the previous phantoms waited for him to approach before launching their offensive.

But the phantom of Genichiro's grandfather seems to have moved too hastily.

With the speed of Breath of Wind, I am afraid that the old man will be killed directly if he can't even cut it with a knife.

"That's good, it should be resolved faster!"

Immortal Chuan aimed at Wei Ming Yixin's completely unprotected waist, exerted force under his feet, and accelerated suddenly again, trying to cut the opponent directly with the sharp wind blade before he could react.

However, things are not the same as he thought.

Wei Ming Yixin kicked his feet, like a ghost shrinking to an inch, directly crossed a distance of two or three meters, and suddenly came to the side of Undead River.

Almost at the same time, the blade with the majestic vacuum wave had already slashed downwards, or it would be more appropriate to say it!
Because the strength carried by the sword body has already exceeded the scope of ordinary slashing, and there is absolutely no similarity between it and ordinary downward slashing except for the movement.

This is the core move of Wei Mingliu's swordsmanship - Wei Ming's one-word cut.

It was from top to bottom, like a shattering rock, like a thunderbolt hitting the top of a jack.

Different from the sharp sword aura attached to ordinary slashes, this move is designed to put pressure on the enemy and their weapons.

Allow the enemy to block, and then end up in the end of personal destruction.

It's also a trick that Genichiro can't learn no matter what.

"Peng—"

This is the sound of the uniform being blasted by the sword energy behind Undead River!
Although he hadn't been cut yet, Undead Chuan already felt severe pain as if his spine had been smashed.

And this pain also successfully reminded him of the terrible and desperate situation he fell into in the blink of an eye!

"This is impossible!"

"How could he be so fast?!"

Undead Chuan clearly saw that the old man only took one step forward!
It's only one step away, how could it be so far away?
This speed is even faster than him who is proficient in ventilating breathing, it is unbelievable.

However, the imminent situation did not allow him to think too much, relying on the lightness and changeability of Breath of the Wind, he instinctively rolled over in mid-air and raised the knife in time before the slash cut into his body.

"Three Types, Seiran Kazeki!"

Accompanied by the rotation of the body, three bluish blue sword qi shot out, but were wiped out by the qi wave generated by the one-word cut in an instant.

But Undead River's purpose has been achieved, that is to use his own sun wheel knife instead of his back to meet the coming attack.

This is the first time in several years that Undead Chuan uses the breath of wind like a normal swordsman.

That is to use its mobility to defend and defuse attacks, rather than slashing in the face.

Undead Chuan after flipping his body, the thin Rilun Saber in his hand became the only barrier between his body and the thick sword energy!

"Oh!"

In the next moment, Undead River was smashed into the water by people with a knife, like a tennis ball being smashed on the field, or a comet falling from the sky.

The knee-deep lake water couldn't even resolve the landslide-like pressure, and the buoyancy didn't play a buffering role at all, causing Undead Chuan's body to collide heavily with the underwater rocks, and his shoulder blades almost shattered.

Not to mention the choking mouth and nose.

However, Wei Ming's attack was not over yet.

Because what he used was not a simple one-word slash, but a second company that caught people off guard!The first strike destroys the opponent's weapon; the second strike completely destroys the opponent's body bones.

Immediately after, the second attack seemed to have no pause, and with the silver sword in the air, it had already fallen suddenly.

Even before the blade touched the surface of the water, the latter had already been separated on both sides by the impact that arrived earlier, exposing the horrified Undead River below.

Under the previous blow, the tiger's mouth of Undead River has been cracked, and the blade has been deflected.

He even had a vague intuition that as long as he received another knife from the old man, his hip bone would be directly smashed together with the knife in his hand.

"It must not be cut!"

He exhausted all his strength, hoping to drive his body in agony to respond.

Ding!
At this moment, a sharp arrow flew from far away, only slightly slowing down Wei Ming's slashing speed.

And the archer is Genichiro, who is temporarily freed from the phantom entanglement of the ghost killing team, and he is buying time for Undead River.

But at this critical moment, Undead Chuan gritted his teeth and quickly rolled to the side, and then rushed out of the water like a drowning dog, congratulating himself for the rest of his life.

Although the posture was very indecent, it still saved his life.

After Weiming Yixin's blade fell, it shattered the rocks at the bottom of the water like a bomb, and set off a terrifying water wave that went straight to the top of the cave. The humidity, and the impact brought by the rippling water.

"Ah! Ah! Fortunately, such a strong guy is not my enemy. He is even more exaggerated than the guy on the horse just now!"

Looking at this scene, she spat out the letter happily in the water, leaving only her yellow eyes floating on the water, and glanced at Genichiro who put away the bow and arrow.

"However, who is that little ghost? I won't say anything if he can hurt me by himself. There are also strange medicines that can restore injuries. He can take out bows and arrows from nowhere in an instant. Still fierce grandpa!"

"If it's night, I'll be stronger. I really want to arrest him and ask him about it! If I can turn his grandfather into a ghost, my lord will definitely value me more!"

"If he digs deeper into his guilt, I don't know who will appear."

As she said that, she felt a little regretful.

As everyone knows, if the black mist she exhales is a little lighter, what she summons is Genichiro's childhood sweetheart, the pharmacist Yongzhen.

If one more point goes deep into Genichiro's deepest guilt, what appears is Genichiro's parents and brothers who were originally killed by the samurai, which is his guilt and regret written on his soul.

But there is no fighting power.

And Niu Ji just happened to be no more, no less, calling out the elderly Yixin who was physically fragile but whose skills had reached the peak.

the other side.

Immortal Chuan, who stood up from the water, was even more frightened when he saw this exaggerated splash.

If he didn't die at the hands of the ghost, but died tragically under the phantom created by that kid, it would be too wronged.

Just now, he was probably only 0.1 seconds away from being smashed directly in the middle.

Seeing Wei Ming Yixin, who looked stern and started to take the saber, this fearless and fearless reckless player retreated for the first time in his heart.

How can such an enemy be defeated?
"Undead River, come back!"

Xianichiro's voice came, what it means for grandpa to accept the saber, he has been talking to him for hundreds of weeks, and he couldn't be more clear.

This time, Undead Chuan followed good advice and had no intention of fighting at all. He retreated quickly and quickly distanced himself from Wei Ming Yixin, returning to Genichiro's side.

If he was a second later, he would have seen a special skill of Wei Mingliu.

Also at this time, the green light on Undead Chuan's body faded, and the effect of the pill had completely disappeared, leaving only bruises all over his body that had not fully healed.

When the pill took effect, Undead Chuan and Wei Ming Yixin only touched each other, and they were beaten like this, which is enough to prove that the gap between them may have to be measured by the column.

After all, even when he was asking Yan Zhu for advice, he had never been so embarrassed.

Simply powerless to resist.

"Hey, is your grandfather a human or a ghost?"

Undead Chuan complained to Xianichiro: "What's wrong, maybe someone used a knife to make such a heavy attack?"

Wei Ming Yixin did have the title of Sword Demon in the past, but he was indeed just a person.

"Grandpa is just too weak, so he likes to study the technique of exerting force that can win. Undead Chuan, you are too impulsive."

Genichiro glanced at Undead River's shattered team uniform, and the blade that had been slightly deflected and had a huge gap.

Undead Chuan and grandpa can no longer be head-to-head.

"Grandpa is different from the teacher. You want to expect him to find a chance to kill without defending. Ten of you are not enough. Because you have absolutely no way to move faster than him."

"You're dead before your knife touches him."

Presumably it must be ten undead rivers going up together, I'm afraid it's the secret hand-in-hand.

"you!"

Undead Chuan wanted to refute, but swallowed the words again, staring at Yixin who was slowly approaching, and conveniently pushed the phantom of a team member into the water.

"Then what do you say?"

"I'll deal with him."

"What?! Is this your idea?"

Undead Chuan opened his mouth.

Did you just say that I am no match for ten of them?

Is it enough to add you now?
"Although I'm not as strong as you, I'm familiar with Grandpa's every move. I'm going to contain it head-on, mainly to avoid and defend against his attacks. You hold off the other phantoms first, and I have some ideas that need to be verified."

Genichiro stared at the big black snake secretly watching in the distant water, but his brain was running at high speed like a car tire down the mountain.

Before, his eyes accidentally swept across the edge of the lake, and when he saw the black crystals formed by the magma infusion, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Don't be brave."

Undead Chuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Xianichiro to take such a dangerous job on his body, and he rarely said a human word.

"I will not."

Genichiro stepped forward with a knife and threw the phantom of the Demon Slayer Squad to Bushikawa, "Look at that snake, don't let her disappear from sight."

"You don't need to say it!" Immortal Chuan immediately fought with Phantom.

Xianichiro nodded, held the Tie Zhao Lei, and stood five meters apart from Wei Ming Yixin.

He hadn't fought against grandpa for many, many years.

In other words, since he received the Diamond Iron Summoning Thunder as a gift, he never had this chance again.

Wei Ming Yixin in front of him is a phantom formed by the condensed guilt in Xianichiro's heart.

So this time the old man did not remain silent, but said something that directly pierced the latter's heart.

"Senichiro, if you want to take on everything by yourself, you will become blind."

Genichiro's eyes trembled.

Kuro also said this sentence, but expressed it in a different way.

In the past, he was too arrogant, so he was always self-willed, so he made all kinds of extreme coping methods, which ruined Wei Ming in advance.

His guilt towards Wei Ming is not only that he can't repay the other party's kindness of nurturing.

It is because he has not inherited everything left by his grandfather, whether it is the country, sword skills or the heart yearning for power.

Those words began to linger on the tip of his tongue again, and a huge sense of shame gradually took over Genichiro's spirit.

It seems that Lu Weiyuan's self-destruction was just yesterday, right in front of his eyes.

"In the end, I still failed to achieve anything. Grandpa."

Looking at the saber in his grandfather's hand, Genichiro remembered an incident many years ago.

In the dojo, Xianichiro held up the samurai sword in his hand, and carefully recalled the posture that his grandfather showed to the Weiming warriors, making sure that the orientation of each of his joints was consistent with the grandfather in his memory.

"what!"

He concentrated his energy, and almost exhausted all his strength with his two arms, splitting towards the layers of grass pillars piled up in front of him.

The straw pillars were tightly bundled with grass poles, a cylinder with a diameter of more than ten centimeters, very strong.

The tough hay, however, was helpless against the blow.

They were broken layer by layer with Genichiro's movements, and the cuts were smooth and neat.

By the time Genichiro's knife encountered an obstacle and had to stop, four layers of grass pillars had been completely cut.

This means that if the grass pillars were replaced with human bodies, Genichiro's slash this time would be enough to cut both of them in half at once.

What a proud achievement this is.

Many warriors of the Wei Mingliu who have practiced in the dojo for many years are unable to achieve this step.

This year, Genichiro was only 15 years old.

But because of the nourishment of Wei Ming's unique water source and his habit of eating meat since childhood, Genichiro is tall and even has strength far beyond that of an adult.

However, when he was out of breath and looking at his results, he was very annoyed in his heart, and he didn't look complacent at all.

"Why! Why! Why! Why can't I do it?!"

While questioning the air loudly, he stabbed the samurai sword in his hand into the belly of the dummy beside him.

Immediately, as if he remembered something, he came to the other side of the dojo, and looked at the grass pillar that he had impulsively asked Yongzhen to imitate chopping.

Different from the sharp fractures under his knife, the grass pillars that Yongzhen cut had uneven fractures, and a large amount of grass clippings were scattered around, breaking inch by inch, as if they were forcibly twisted by someone with great force.

And this is what Genichiro wanted to achieve.

If Weiming's single-word slash hits the enemy, it should tear apart his muscles and bones, rather than directly breaking it like a vigorous slash.

The injuries caused in this way will completely destroy the body and spirit of the enemy.

Even an extremely tough weapon cannot continuously withstand a single-word attack.

But no matter how hard Xianichiro tried, what he reproduced was just the usual upper cut.

Although Yongzhen only chopped a grass pillar, she is younger than Xianichiro, and her strength is far inferior, and she has only practiced sword for only a few months.

Why can she do it but I can't?

Genichiro couldn't figure it out, the efforts of the past few months were in vain, and a flame called jealousy ignited in his heart.

He drew out his samurai sword angrily, and waved it wildly at the surrounding straw figures. With the last stroke, the head of the straw man soared into the sky and flew to the outside of the dojo.

However, the latter did not fall to the ground, but was firmly caught by a pair of mottled hands.

Wei Ming Yixin this year is only 55 years old, but for some unknown reason, he has already become a little old.

"Xianichiro, you're not calm anymore."

The old man just came back from fishing with Onigata, and saw a familiar scene unexpectedly.

"grandfather."

Genichiro lowered his head in shame, "I forgot your teaching, I'm really sorry."

I was actually jealous of a little girl just now.

This made Genichiro's sense of shame even stronger, and it mixed with the frustration of not being able to practice a single stroke, forming a more complicated emotion.

"I heard Ah Die say you're here, so I stopped by to have a look. Sure enough, you're thinking about killing it again."

Looking at the rows of neat gaps on the grass pillars, Yixin suddenly understood.

But there was no disappointment in his expression, instead he was enlightening Genichiro.

"There is no need to force it, you may just not be suitable for this trick."

As he said that, he suddenly saw the gap caused by Yongzhen, and asked in surprise, "Did you do this too?"

"It's Yongzhen."

Genichiro spat out the name with difficulty.

"It's the girl Daoxuan adopted."

Wei Mingyi seemed to be curious, and touched the shattered fracture with his right hand, "I didn't expect her to have such a talent. That guy Daoxuan is really lucky."

When he said this, he was just inadvertent, but Genichiro heard that his grandfather seemed to love talents, and he felt even more depressed.

"She just watched you cast it once from a distance, and she was able to do this."

Genichiro sat down on his knees, "But no matter how hard I practice, I still can't get started. Grandpa, please tell me, why?"

Over the past few months, the result of his practice again and again is that his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the chopping is getting deeper and deeper, but he is farther and farther away from his grandfather's sword skills.

This is simply the opposite.

Wei Ming looked at the stubborn grandson wholeheartedly, sighed, and knelt down opposite him, throwing the fishing tackle aside.

He was also worried about the child's education.

Xian Yilang is different from ordinary children. His heart seems to be burning with a fierce flame all the time, prompting him to constantly want to prove himself.However, the old people all know the truth that haste makes waste.

"Xianichiro, the one-word slash is originally a force-generating technique that I figured out because my body was getting worse and worse, so as to make up for the lack of strength."

Wei Ming explained with all his heart, "Compared with my weakening body, I now trust the knife in my hand more, so I willingly put all my determination on the knife. Let me ask you, when you use this trick , where is your determination?"

Genichiro suddenly realized, and looked at his strong arm.

I am just relying on my constantly improving arm strength.

"Finally understand?"

Wei Ming Yixin first smiled, then his expression became solemn again.

"Because your body is too strong, your strength is enough to pull the longbow that Masakako can only use. But it is also because you rely too much on your own strength, so you can't pin your hope of cutting off the enemy on the knife in your hand .”

"As for Yongzhen and I, one is getting weaker and weaker, and the other has no strength at all, so there is nothing to rely on except the knife in our hands during the battle."

"Only by relying on this kind of trust that entrusts the determination, can you perform a one-word cut like a landslide."

"But because of what happened when you were a child, you naturally don't trust samurai, let alone the sword that represents a samurai."

"So, you can't make the sword in your hand a part of you like a real samurai, Genichiro."

Wei Ming held down his grandson's arm with all his heart, and looked at him with his single eye.

"The knife on you will always be a tool to vent your strength, not a partner that you can entrust to life and death. Unless one day, you can trust the weapon in your hand like you trust me, otherwise you will never be able to understand the true way of the sword .”

"It turns out...is that so..."

Xianichiro withdrew his hand with some resistance. What Wei Ming said seemed easy to understand, but it was too mysterious.

Why trust your own knife, it's just a dead thing, how to do it?
These perceptions made the young Genichiro completely puzzled.

Seeing this scene wholeheartedly, Wei Ming stood up.

"Don't look like this, Xianichiro. The so-called Wei Mingliu has no set style at all. As long as you can use your own advantages, you are Wei Mingliu."

"Your physique is several times higher than normal, so you don't need to focus on every move. How to make use of your advantages is what you should do."

"But……"

Xianichiro raised his head, he didn't expect his grandfather to let him give up like this, his eyes showed a lonely emotion.

However, Wei Ming Yixin changed his voice next time.

"But speaking of it, that female warrior from upstream seems to be willing to teach you her sword skills."

"You mean it?"

Genichiro stood up straight from the spot, his brows and eyes filled with anticipation.

Although he only saw Ba performing a continuous sword dance in the cloud vortex from a distance, but just once, that magnificent movement was deeply etched in his mind.

"Well, let's put down the cultivation of one-word chopping first, and go to study with her."

Wei Ming put her hand on Genichiro's shoulder wholeheartedly.

"On the day you become a teacher, I will give you a good knife like Tie Youlong, no matter how you chop it, it will not wear out at all."

"That way, no matter how hard you wield it, it won't let you down like the previous knives!"

This made Xianichiro show some embarrassment on his face.

Because of his usual rough way of using knives, many of the knives seized from the inner government that year would usually be scrapped in less than a month.

As for Tie Youlong, it was Wei Ming's single-minded saber.The whole body is made of diamond iron, which can be said to be indestructible, but it is a treasured sword that contains divine karma.

At the end of the War of Stealing the Country, Wei Ming Yixin used the Iron Dragon to cut off a burning arm.

According to the teacher Oniyobu, since then, Tie Yulong has been infected with an inextinguishable flame, and no one can control it except Grandpa himself.

Now, grandpa said that he would give him a knife that would not wear out at all.

Will it be another adamantine-forged weapon?
"Grandpa, I'll just wait for that day."

……

The memory gradually fades away, and the time returns to the present.

Genichiro tightly held Tie Zhaolei in his hand, while his eyes fixed on Tie Youlong in Grandpa's hand.

These are two weapons that contain divine karma.

The Iron Summoning Thunder can arouse the sky thunder in open places; while the Iron Wandering Dragon can arouse the fire of Shura in a specific terrain.

Now that he is underground, there is no hope of leading the thunder.

But more and more magma around it made Tie Youlong's ability to set fire possible.

And what Genichiro wanted to verify was this.

"Grandpa, in the end, it's up to you to solve this evil ghost called Niu Ji."

After Xianichiro said this sentence in his mind, he noticed that Wei Ming Yixin had already flashed past him at an unimaginable speed.

"when--"

However, because Xianichiro had been prepared for a long time, Wei Mingyixin's move similar to a flash did not work, and the two kamma blades collided violently, making a crisp sound.

Wei Ming Yixin did not stop attacking because of this, he came behind Genichiro, he immediately bent down, and made a movement of receiving the sword.

At the same time as a flash of light flashed from the scabbard, Genichiro immediately lay down on the spot and hid in the water, but a strand of hair was still cut off by the soaring cross sword energy.

Seeing this scene, Undead Chuan once again sighed with emotion that he was fortunate that he did not face Wei Ming wholeheartedly.

Otherwise, it would have probably been split into four pieces at this time.

That cross sword aura is Yixin's special skill - Weiming Cross Slash, the effect seems to be similar to that of Yongzhen.

But in fact, Xianichiro knew that in Grandpa's cross slash, the vertical slash immediately following the horizontal slash was made with both hands in a single-word slash, and its power was totally different.

Genichiro, who escaped this blow, was shocked, but also confirmed what he wanted to verify before.

That is the phantom of the grandpa in front of him, just like the teacher Onikaibe, it seems to act according to what he saw from the game.

In other words, if certain conditions are met, he can manipulate Wei Ming Yixin's phantom to use specific moves.In this way, it also led to the possibility of using grandpa to kill Niu Ji.

After confirming this point, Genichiro retreated quickly, blocking and dodging along the way, leading him to the edge of the lake.

There, the magma seeping from the wall is continuously flowing into the lake, forming pieces of black crystals one after another, causing the lake water at the edge to become shallower and wider, and the range of magma invasion is also increasing.

After distanced himself from Yiming Yixin, the latter did a sideways flash again, as Genichiro imagined, and rushed into the magma on the shore.

But just as he guessed, although the phantom can affect the surrounding environment, the environment cannot affect the phantom in turn.

The only person who can cause damage to the phantom is the subject of the blood ghost technique.

Therefore, Wei Ming, who stepped into the magma on the shore, was at ease, without any signs of being vaporized or ignited.

Moreover, when he entered a specific terrain, his attack method also changed as expected.

Wei Ming Yixin suddenly bent backward like a bent old tree, the tip of the Iron Dragon Saber in his hand was pressed into the magma, and the fire of Shura contained in it was instantly ignited.

Genichiro knew that, following closely behind, Grandpa would set off overwhelming flames.And this use of terrain to attack the carrier's magma with flames can hurt Niji.

However, Genichiro did not intend to dodge in the slightest, taking this opportunity, he took Ah Gong Tang and the only remaining healing supplement—— rice at the same time.

"bring it on!"

The red and green letters on his body overlapped, and his eyes revealed a look that was close to madness.

In the eyes of outsiders, his body was submerged and knocked into the air by the overwhelming fire waves set off by Wei Mingyixin, and then he fell into the water with countless magma fragments, and his life and death were unknown.

"The one named Wei!"

Seeing this scene, Undead River really didn't know how Genichiro survived, so he could only let out a somewhat shrill roar.

He was trying to get rid of the entanglement of the phantom of the Ghost Slayer Squad, but found that the big snake that he had been watching from the corner of his eyes was actually swimming towards the place where Genichiro fell into the water.

"She wants to eat him!"

Undead Chuan didn't have time to feel sad, he resisted a few slashes, and rushed directly to stop this scene from happening.

He guessed right.

When Niu Ji saw the kid fell down, she immediately rushed up, trying to make up for the consumption caused by spitting out the black mist.

Once this kid dies, that ridiculously strong old man will also disappear, leaving only her one-man show with Undead Chuan.

As long as she eats this brat and meets that scarred face who has no medicine to recover from his injuries, the odds of winning are pretty sure.

She swam desperately in the water, and when she was three or four meters away from Genichiro's floating body, she suddenly opened her bloody mouth, trying to swallow it directly with the huge snake body.

However, at this moment, Genichiro, who was covered in burns, suddenly opened his eyes, turned his body sideways in the water to avoid the big snake's pounce, and at the same time, stuffed his left hand holding the scarlet object into the big snake's mouth.

However, it was too late for him to pull out his arm, Niu Ji's mouth full of fangs closed suddenly, and he rushed out of the water with Genichiro's body, and slid onto the shore filled with black crystals.

And this position is still within the distance of Wei Ming Yixin's flame attack!

Niu Ji felt as if she had swallowed something in her throat, and then the two snake eyes immediately turned scarlet.

An unprecedented sense of strength filled her body, as if the blood in her whole body was starting to burn, Niu Ji seemed to be in urgent need of venting her strength, twisting her body crazily on the shallow bank, uttering frightening howls one after another, It seems to be showing off, and it seems to be venting.

What Xianichiro was holding in his left hand before was the Chi Chengzhu that he drew together with the inactivation powder and pills last time.

At this point, all the supplies on Genichiro's body, except Buddha sugar, have been used up.

And the effect of Chi Chengzhu is to sacrifice immortality at the price of fearing flames, so that he will not be afraid of the pain caused by physical attacks and stimulate his body's potential.

Ni Ji, who took this kind of thing for the first time, thought that Genichiro's flesh and blood happened to be very special, and she took advantage of it, and did not realize that the crisis of life and death was at a critical moment.

Genichiro's arm is still bitten, hanging by her mouth,

He suppressed the pain and looked back, and found that Wei Ming Yixin in the magma had bent his waist upside down again, and the flames began to revolve around the sword body.

There is less than a second left!

Xianichiro made a decisive decision, cut off his bitten arm directly from the elbow with a sword, and shouted at Undead River: "Quickly get down!"

In the next second, he fell into the water.

Immortal Chuan saw the flames soaring at that moment, and immediately followed suit!

And the big black snake that was intoxicated with power on the shore and was still showing off its power was instantly engulfed by the flames that Wei Ming set off!Countless fine pieces of magma fell from the sky, covering most of her body.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

"It's hot! It's hot!"

"Why does it hurt so much!"

The huge snake body immediately rolled into the water, trying to extinguish the flames on its body.

However, even though the flames had been extinguished, she, who had lost her immortality, could not recover from the injuries on the surface of her body.The greatest support of being a ghost is still deprived by Chi Chengzhu.

Especially the head facing the flame, the Shura fire almost melted all the hard scales on her.

Genichiro poked his head out of the scalding water, and with his remaining right hand, he stabbed the Diamond Iron Zhao Lei into Yu Ji's eyes.

"Undead River! Take advantage of the present!"

he shouted, his voice contained the excitement of victory and all kinds of emotions that cannot be counted.

Immortal Chuan didn't waste the opportunity, looking at the huge head that was no longer protected by scales, he showed a bloody smile.

A deep blue sword energy containing a touch of thick black was lifted from top to bottom.

"Breath of the Wind · Six Shapes · Black Wind and Misty Smoke!"

"Ah! Why on earth—why!"

The huge snake's head snapped off at the sound, and the black snake's blood seeped into the water, mixing with the uncooled magma, and Wei Mingyixin, who was preparing for the third flame attack, suddenly smiled at Genichiro, and the other ghost killing team Together with the phantom, it disappeared in smoke.

"we won!"

Undead Chuan felt endless fatigue pouring out of his body, and sat down slowly against the snake corpse that had not yet begun to dissipate. His not-so-intelligent mind was full of doubts, and he wanted to ask Genichiro a lot of questions.

For example, why did his grandfather attack with flames like bleeding ghosts.

For example, why the injury caused by this fire to Niu Ji cannot be recovered.

But looking at the latter's tired and silent little body, and his elbow-broken arm, Undead Chuan finally fell silent.

And Genichiro sat paralyzed on the black crystal formed by magma and water, hearing the long-lost reward in his mind.

[Acquire 2500 reputation points from Immortal Chuan Shiya]

【Killing the Fourth String: Drowning Concubine】

【获得与溺姬的交战记忆；溺姬的灵魂；获得声望值5000；佛珠*2；弦月草*10；可消耗纸人*24；技能点*2】

[In the next lottery draw, the chances of getting rewards related to the fourth of the last string, Ni Ji, will increase. 】

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I'm sorry, my writing is so rubbish, I can't write that kind of fighting style, I can only make up the number of words.

Thank you for your encouragement and rewards, otherwise I would almost not be in the mood to write it down.After that, I just wrote according to my own ideas, and it was annoying to always explain to others why I did the photo.

But because I don't read comments from today, I can't see them even if you spray me.

Hey.

(End of this chapter)