The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 51 Dance.

Ice blue arcs flickered in the pale cold air. In a moment, Shi Yuqian flew over to the throne and launched a fierce attack on Yamata.

The ice-blue ancient sword in his hand shook slightly, and a shining blue slash swayed in the air, like a dreamy aurora shadow.

Yamata, who was sitting on the throne of snake bones, had a lazy expression, and his cold golden snake eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was admiring the death struggle of an ant before death.

He raised his left hand, gently tapped it with his index and middle fingers, and a surging swarm of snakes overflowed from the bottom of the throne.

The spell power and spell output far exceeded the previous ones, bringing about a more powerful and ferocious black-scaled snake.

In the sea of ​​snakes, the black-scaled snakes' eyes were red and erect, and the appearance of the snake's head seemed vaguely like a dragon. They rushed forward without fear of life and death, and their speed was extremely fast.

The moment the blue slash met the black snake tide, picturesque bloody fireworks and black sloughs were produced. The dreamy ice-blue aurora traveled three feet in the sea of ​​snakes, and then was covered by the black light in the sky. Swallowed away.

A steady stream of snakes emerged from the snake carcasses, and the endless dense snake shadows made everyone's heart tremble.

In the sky, Shigure Qian flew upwards. He instinctively chose to distance himself from the sea of ​​snakes, and then took advantage of the momentum to prepare to slash. However, the snakes that were just surging forward suddenly changed their attack method.

Countless winding tentacles emerged from the pitch-black sea of ​​snakes, and they quickly invaded upwards, aiming directly at the icy blue figure in the sky.

The spreading swarm of black-scaled snakes branched out like branches and swept in all directions. Suddenly, a huge snake prison appeared in the sky, and they surrounded Shigure Qian inside.

Shigu Qian, who was originally about to swing his sword downward, changed his sword swing at this moment. The pale cold air clung to the ancient sword from his body. In the blink of an eye, the sword shadows were layered one after another, brisk and fast.

The black-scaled snake that flew out from the prison veins and reached Shiguqian's side had just opened its mouth when it was cut in half by the ice-blue ancient sword. When Shiguqian landed the final blow, it was cut in a circular motion. After the attack, the slowed down time seemed to begin to flow.

A cold icy blue light appeared in the middle of the black snake prison, and a hazy rain of blood suddenly exploded inside the prison.

But everything didn't seem to go according to Shiguqian's imagination. The black-scaled snake that was chopped and broken in the middle was directly covered by the snakes below. The prison still trapped him, and black-scaled snakes flew out from around him again. When the rain comes, it bites lightly.

"Tough."

Shigure's eyebrows furrowed slightly. The ice-blue ancient sword was wrapped with sword energy of the same color. The cold sword energy condensed around it, and the ice layer spread to all sides.

Large swaths of ice formed in the air, and the snake cage surrounding Shigure Qian was directly frozen into ice-blue crystal meteorites. The ice continued to surge, heading solemnly towards the black sea of ​​snakes.

"Sometimes, ice seems to be more effective than slashing."

When the thought rang out, the ice had frozen the entire sea of ​​snakes. In the center of the crystallized meteorite, Shiyu Qian was breathing, and the cold air continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth. Half of Shiyu Qian's body holding the ancient sword was already forged with ice. of armor.

As Shigure Qian vigorously waved the ancient sword, the ice-blue ice began to crack inch by inch, crystallized meteorites, and the ice sea continued to break.

Bits of blue light and shadow floated in the air like broken glass shards.

In the broken ice, Shiguame and Yamama looked at each other. Yamama, who was sitting on the snake carcass, suddenly chuckled. His smile seemed to be contempt and ridicule for Shiguame, and it was also a reference to the clown dance. Appreciate and inspire.

"Keep dancing and please me in celebration of my return."

The brisk "well"-shaped slash came in an instant. This was Shigure Qian's attack with a single slash.

Several purple phantoms lit up on the throne in the void. They were seven huge snake bodies. The purple snake bodies wrapped the snake skeleton throne.

The ice-blue slash landed on the huge phantom, but it did not cause any fluctuations or fluctuations.

The big purple snake covered with countless thick scales roared at Shigure Qian, the wind moved like a dragon and filled the sky with pressure.

At this moment, Yamata on the snake skeleton took action again. Four purple-colored snake heads stood up from the throne. The mantra surged crazily, and strange lights lit up in the mouths of the four giant snakes.

The wind moves, the fire rages, the water surges, and the thunder thunders.

Four different spell attacks gathered in the air, white, red and black blending together perfectly. The overwhelming power shook the air, just like the roar of a king.

This blow was released the next moment.

Energy waves bathed in gorgeous colors bloomed in the air, flashing thunder roared, and the majesty of heaven was no longer something that mortals could stop!

The wind vibrated, and facing such a huge energy wave, Shi Yuqian's figure was like a tiny ant.

His hair and clothes were all blown by the strong wind.

Shi Yuqian suddenly closed his eyes, and now he could only hear the wind.

An unprecedented sense of crisis stimulated Shigure Qian, adrenaline continued to surge, his heart beat rapidly, and his brain worked extremely fast.

This was a battle Shiguame had never experienced before, and the level of danger far exceeded what Gojo Satoru made him feel.

But he suddenly said something like this: "The wind makes me feel very good."

The dazzling golden pupils lit up again, and the overflowing blue flames appeared around the eye sockets, but reached straight into the soul.

The blue flames on the other side burned his soul, and when it collapsed, the flames filled it up in the next moment.

"Can it still be used like this?"

"This is the first time I've experienced it."

The feeling that burned the soul was extremely painful, but Shiguqian felt that she was extremely happy at this moment, "There is no problem at all, I can continue."

The mantra began to surge and began to rise upwards. This was a joint improvement of quantity and quality.

The shackles he touched before fell off. Shi Yuqian had forgotten everything that happened, the passing of his partner, and Yuan Qingsu's roar. He completely began to devote himself to this battle, with excited voices accompanying him. Palm prints and curse words.

"Ice sword, restraint, ice reading and oath."

"Type Zero."

The ice-blue ancient sword in Shiguqian's hand began to become extremely bright, and the slightly blurry picture on the sword was extremely clear at this moment. The great murderous weapon that originally took three days to make can now be made by Shiguqian. Yuqian used it in battle.

This is the final form of the 'Ice Sword Maker'.

The ice-blue ancient sword was swung out, and the slender sky-blue arc was seen again.

The thin wisps of wind blown by the spring breeze met the glorious power of heaven.

In an instant, a white explosion flooded the world, and the storm surged outward, even the altar on the ground was greatly affected.

Outside the dark tent, the man in a suit had evacuated the surrounding crowd and returned. He was smoking a cigarette and was preparing to follow Shiguqian's request to prevent the next supporting magician from entering the tent.

He leaned in front of the door of the black business car and blew out a puff of smoke. Then, a violent buzzing sound reached his ears, and the smoke was blown back by the wind and splashed on his face.

"Ahem." He choked slightly.

"What's going on here?"

"The noise has spread outside the tent. Is there any problem?"

The man recalled the grand scene that day when he was watching Shiguqian fighting the curse master from a distance. Shiguqian was suspended in the air and froze the entire sea of ​​crimson fire. He subconsciously rejected the answer: "How could there be a problem?" "Everyone" He is so incredibly strong, he is already the strongest spellcaster I have ever seen."

By the time the wind and dust dispersed, the grand explosion in the sky had stopped.

In the aftermath of the horror, Shigure Qian was blasted out of the sky and appeared in the deep pit in the circular altar. His school uniform was broken into strips, blood filled the entire cave, and the corners of his mouth were also overflowing with blood.

It looked extremely injured, but at this moment Shiguqian's eyes, those golden pupils burning with golden flames, were even brighter.

"There is still a lot to be desired. We need to work harder."

The snake skeleton throne in the sky was cut off at some point, and only six of the original seven purple-colored illusory snake shadows remained. The one that disappeared was decapitated by someone unknown.

Yamata recalled the scene just now, an extremely thin sky-blue arc cut through everything it encountered.

The impact of the spell, the protection of the snake head, and a corner of the throne were easily chopped off by it.

Extremely sharp, extremely sharp.

Moreover, that slash was like a demonstration.

Such an attack reminded Yamata of an old friend from a thousand years ago. He covered his face and chuckled, "Su Nuo?"

"It's really exciting."

"However, it is really unpleasant to think about him. In that case, I will be a little more careful."

Yamata stood up from the snake carcass, and the throne behind him faded away. He came to the altar on the ground from high altitude, looking down at Shigure Qian in the pit.

"It's really embarrassing."

"However, you are proud enough to be able to block my attack. You must know that even a thousand years ago, there were only a few spellcasters who could resist this kind of spell. You can be called a "strong one"."

Shigure Qian patted the gravel on his body and slowly stood up in the pit. He wiped the blood from his mouth and said jokingly: "If I can be called a "strong one" by Yamata no Orochi, then I am really amazing."

Yamata ignored Shiguqian's teasing and asked, "What is your relationship with Su Nuo?"

"Su Nuo?" Hearing this familiar name again, Shi Yuqian was stunned for a moment, and then answered truthfully: "I don't know him."

"Is it just that the spells are similar?" Yamata rubbed his chin and thought, "Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"It's better to kill this guy as soon as possible before destroying Kyoto."

"According to Yuan Suqing's memory, today seems to be the anniversary of the founding of Kyoto, right? It would be a very interesting thing to destroy this place on this day, right?"

As he said that, he looked at Shigu Qian in the pit again, "Boy, it is your honor to leave your name and die in my hands."

"Name?" Shi Yuqian suddenly laughed, "The so-called gods actually care about the names of mortals?"

The brilliant golden eyes stared at Yamata who was standing high up, "When I kill you, maybe I will tell you my name."

"Just because of your miserable appearance?" Yamata sneered at Shiguame unceremoniously.

But suddenly, all the wounds on Shiguqian's body began to heal automatically, and soon, Shiguqian in his full glory walked step by step towards the pit.

"Reverse the technique?" Yamata laughed, "Then let's see how far you, an ant, can dance."

"I hope I won't have to kneel down and beg for mercy when I face death."

"Huh?" Shi Yuqian wiped his ears, "Kneeling down and begging for mercy is usually something only villains do, right?"

"Have you never read Japanese hot-blooded comics? The boy who represents justice can always defeat the evil villain in the end and live a happy and beautiful life."

"Heh." Yamata retorted, "You're really a middle school student."

This is a new vocabulary he got from Yuan Suqing's brain.

"As a conjurer, you actually believe in the fictitious values ​​​​of justice and evil. If it is true that justice will defeat evil as you said, then those conjurers who thought they were righteous thousands of years ago would actually die at the hands of others?"

"It's ridiculous."

Shigu Qian laughed and replied, "But weren't you, the evil curse spirit from thousands of years ago, sealed by the magician in that black and white curse?"

Yamata's face was extremely gloomy.

I talk to you about justice and evil, and you actually discuss my scandal?

"You are really sharp-tongued. I hope your strength will be like this in the future and you won't lose too miserably."

"Each each other."

The ice blue ancient sword appeared in Shi Yuqian's hand. The two looked at each other and then took action at the same time.

The phantom of seven purple-headed giant snakes appeared behind Yamata again. The big snake stretched its body and attacked from behind him. The dragon-shaped snake-headed beast bit towards Shigure Qian.

Shigu Qian didn't panic at all. He first chopped off a roaring snake head with one hand and then quickly looked at the surrounding snake heads with his golden eyes.

His brain quickly memorized the position of each snake head and analyzed the trajectory of each big snake's attack. In just one second, Shigure Qian let go of the ancient sword in his hand and took five steps back.

He successfully dodged the second attack of the big snake, leaned down to avoid the bite of the other big snake, and glided forward. Shigure Qian jumped over the three snake heads and ran towards Yamata quickly, with two icy blue knives emerging from his hands at the same time. Colorful ancient sword.

The other four giant purple snakes attacked again, but Shiguqian's movements were very strange. He dodged all the attacks in an instant, and the two ancient swords in his hands struck down.

Swinging the sword in a flat slash, this skillful strike made Shigu Qian feel like he had returned to the time when he practiced swordsmanship under the white pear tree. Every time he swung the sword, it was like honing the power of his heart.

Calm, soothing, yet irrepressibly excited.

"Double sword flow, Fengxue."

The silent sword light was like wind and snow, calming down but carrying majestic murderous intent. Even though Yamata had already retreated and was out of the range of the sword, the attack still reached him.

There were two deep and narrow scars on both sides of Yamama's face, and blood flowed out uncontrollably.

He gently stroked the blood on his face and quickly dodged back, with a slightly shocked look on his face.

"Skills that are close to Taoism? Is this guy still a swordsman? Has he mastered swordsmanship to this level at such a young age? It feels like he is no worse than those old guys from a thousand years ago."

Black crystal-colored snake scales emerged, and Yamata's entire body was wrapped in them. He retracted the seven purple-colored illusory snake bodies and launched an attack on Shigure Ao.

His pride does not allow others to be far better than him, and Yamata wants to regain his previous position with his pure physical skills.

Shi Yuqian also picked up his sword and moved forward. This is the way of the sword. As he moves forward, he will see mountains and open mountains, and encounter seas and split seas.

(End of this chapter)