[Onmyoji] Interstellar Summoner

Under the gaze of everyone, the fighting spirit of the two sides on the field continued to rise. Finally, when the aura of the two souls collided, a light above the arena was like lightning, cutting across the center of the big screen. In the bright shadow that was cut apart, several solemn cubic fonts stood above the two "people"

[Blue Sky Candle Dragon vs Desert Flying Eagle]

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[Start! 】

As the subtitles flashed, a dazzling white light turned into a long dragon flying up in the air, and after a long roar, it rushed towards the Jiu Tun who was standing on the opposite side. The sharp sword shadow fell down quickly, and the momentum of breaking through the air was unstoppable. .

His pupils suddenly contracted, Jiutun Boy dodged sideways, but after a beat, Lin Ren's sword aura pierced through the corners of the flying clothes, and the yellow blood bar in Ye Qingkong's eyes that represented his side instantly landed one section.

cut! It was taken the lead.

Jiutun pursed his lips, turned his left hand on the ground, and quickly changed several travel routes. The ghost gourd with the dense white teeth on his right hand was also unwilling to lag behind. He opened his mouth and spouted a pure miasma balloon like a flame.

There is no side effect of stimulating roundness.

After standing firm and backing a few steps flexibly, Jiutun Boy raised his hand to wipe a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, the vortex swirling in the deep purple pupil, revealing a fierce cold and demon light.

The reaction speed is quite fast.

The cold-faced young man shook his body and avoided the miasma balloon of Jiudun, and then swept away the dense miasma that exploded in the arena. The dignified emotion was rarely seen on the cheeks, which had always been emotional, and the sword in his hand was for a time. The move changed again, and it turned into several afterimages and attacked the Jiu Tun boy who had just settled down.

However, the rays of sword light that were dense like a net were lost one by one, like stars in the white light that exploded one after another on the opposite side of the arena. With the sword immortal's right hand holding the sword, he repelled the young man dressed in white a few steps.

The red life bar slipped off a short section.

Seeing this, Ye Qingkong, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help but shifted his gaze to He Junxiang, who was staring at the battle on the field, rubbing his chin and fell into contemplation.

Jun Xiang, the soul of Qi, even as a single body, the damage is a bit outrageous.

Jiu Tun's health and defense value Ye Qingkong couldn't be more clear. Just one move was shot down by the opponent so a large amount of blood, even if it was caused by a big move, it couldn't be said to be normal.

It seems that this year's college competition, the He family is quite aggressive.

Not helplessly shook his head, Ye Qingkong gave a chuckle, and once again set his gaze on Jiu Tun on the court.

It is not the personality of this ghost king to be so shameless but not fight back.

It was just ridicule that after a move was settled, Jiu Tun Boy suddenly lifted the ghost gourd again at a speed that shocked everyone, and in his big scarlet mouth, another wave of miasma balloons were spitting out!

The Sword Immortal, who evaded the last round of continuous attacks by a small distance, was defeated, and was hit head-on. The two miasma balloons that came from the chest exploded one after another, and then three were forcibly reversed by the Sword Immortal, and almost dodged. pass.

The red and yellow blood bars that had been balanced for a long time were finally opened up by a huge gap, but Fu Qingyu, who was not waiting for the crowd, let out a sigh of "It really is." The counterattack is also an extraordinary attack speed, and it is also an attack that is strong enough to be a fatal attack. The orange blood bar on the head of the Jiu Tun boy who was holding the winning ticket, fell again, and fell to a terrible danger level!

Seeing this, Fu Qingyu frowned and couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

His two friends are really unpredictable guys.

"Very good Qi soul." It is a pity that single-handed combat encounters a rival like Jiu Tun.

As Ye Qingkong’s sighing comment settled, he saw the blood-remaining Jiu Tun boy lifted the ghost gourd and turned on his head, but he did not restore his life through madness as everyone expected, but five in a row of miasma. The ball spouted again, covering all the retreats around the sword fairy with lightning speed.

At the same time, a scorching silver-white light suddenly flashed in the sky above the battlefield, slamming into the area where the Jiutun Boy was located like a meteor, bursting out a beautiful and terrifying light of destruction.

The entire arena was instantly divided into two purgatory worlds by black fire and white light!

Fu Qingyu's sight was blocked, and the pair of black pupils in the field squinted solemnly. After a moment of stagnation, he moved to the two friends who were sitting and standing next to him.

I saw that Ye Qingkong was still sitting on the seat with his arms folded, and his always indifferent eyes were carrying serious and very emotions at this time, while He Junxiang stood straight on the spot, with his sword eyebrows raised and his lips thin. Squeeze tightly, and the light and shadow flickered in his eyes.

It is impossible to judge the outcome of this battle from them.

In the silence, the "smoke of gunpowder" on the court finally gradually dissipated. In the hazy haze, the red hair bundled in the back of the head first revealed its traces. At the same time, the font on the light screen lights up again.

【Blue Sky Candle Dragon】

[Win! 】

Amidst the explosion of fireworks, Jiutun Boy, carrying the ghost gourd, walked out of the arena with an indifferent expression.

"Convinced."

Standing in the audience, He Junxiang's eyes brightened, and he gave a standard military salute to Jiutun Boy, then turned to look at Ye Qingkong who was sitting on the high platform and raised his brows. He never saw him again with a serious look, complaining with broken thoughts. Said, "Look at you and see, your family spirit is more disciplined than you. Anyway, we are also a good brother of childhood sweethearts, you still want to beat me in such a trivial way."

I was caught off guard by being "ridiculed" by the "dirty" Jiu Tun: "..."

If you knew this uncle should go down in madness, and spray you to death with a **** state!

Hearing this, Fu Qingyu, who had no choice but to caress his forehead, shook his head dumbfounded, and shrugged at Ye Qingkong, who signaled to go down, "Qingkong, you know, I'm a tactical player. I don't dare to compare with you when it comes to attacking."

"Furthermore, I think Jun Xiang has already tested Jiu Tun's new moves very well just now. There is no need to pull me up to be a cannon fodder, right?"

"Cannon Fodder" He Junxiang: "..."

This dead fox! They will be friends sooner or later!

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"how do you feel?"

"It's okay, it's really a very strong single body. Passive seems to be a residual blood anti-kill type. The attack power of the ultimate move is amazing. If it wasn't for you to control the attack value in the arena setting, this uncle might be in the first place. He died in one move. But I think it’s not this, but his basic attack damage. The value is too high."

Jiu Tun sits by the glass window, one leg curled up on the window rail, the other leg randomly falls outside the wall, his right knee is supported on his chin, and the purple pupil looking at Ye Qingkong from the backlight is submerged in the glow of the setting sun. Under the shining, the naturally falling shadow perfectly concealed Jiu Tun's expression, leaving Ye Qingkong unable to explore.

In the end, Ye Qingkong could only sigh helplessly, and simply followed Jiu Tun's words and continued.

"In recent years, I have heard that there have been more and more single assault teams. Judging from the video data, how do you think those souls are compared with the sword immortals?"

Hearing this, Jiu Tun gave a sigh of disdain, and said disdainfully, "It's not at the same level at all."

Judging from the talented Bidou, the configuration of the Sword Immortal Banished is probably even more terrifying than that of Arakawa.

However, because of the strong ability, the goal in the actual battle is too strong. If it were put in the system, it would be quite interesting to have a four-piece suit of the local tyrant's soul-scarring bird-unless he is not allowed to hit, otherwise this is a complete life harvester.

It's a pity that wearing the devil of this world is strong or strong, but it is difficult for them like Shijin to have a suppressing effect.

The author has something to say: Onmyoji's small note O(∩_∩)O~:

Hurt the soul bird: a kind of imperial soul. The two-piece suit adds 15% critical strike. When the carrier of the four-piece suit completes the kill, it will restore its own health value of 15% of its maximum health value.

☆, Fanwai: The Sword Fairy

Sword Fairy

Level: Rare Soul

Current level: Level 37

Attack (before awakening-after awakening): A-S

Life (before awakening-after awakening): B-S

Defense (before awakening-after awakening): B-A

Speed ​​(before awakening-after awakening): S-S

Critical strike (before awakening-after awakening): A-A

General attack (0 spiritual power points): One sword to the east. Use the sword in your hand to transform the sword light, causing 154% damage to the enemy unit's attack.

Passive (unlocked after awakening, 0 spiritual power points): Guiyuan Shouyi. Every time a teammate is killed, the defense of the Sword Immortal increases by 15%; each enemy killed, the attack of the Sword Immortal increases by 10%. When the Sword Immortal's blood volume is less than 30% of the maximum health value, there is a 15% probability that every time he receives an attack, he will fight back with "Slaying the Immortal". This fight back does not consume spiritual power points.

Big move (3 spiritual power points): Killing immortals. The firm sword intent transforms the sword aura, condenses into a furious white dragon, causing 396% damage to the enemy unit's attack.

Awakening materials: Intermediate Sky Thunder Drum x8; Advanced Sky Thunder Drum x16; Intermediate Wind Turn Symbol x8; Advanced Wind Turn Symbol x16.

Biography 1:

I heard such a story when I was walking on the earth.

It is said that a long time ago, there was an invincible sword fairy who maintained the order of the Three Realms with the sword in his hand, and protected the heaven and earth creatures from demons and evils, and people lived peacefully and peacefully.

But one day, the **** of war who does not eat the fireworks in the world was confused by a young and beautiful fox demon girl. The mighty Xian Ting God of War once fell into a demon, from a high-ranking Xianjun to an evil spirit who only knew cannibalism.

He tortured/killed the Yuanbao immortal who wanted to surrender the demon girl, causing the fortune of wealth to reverse, the poor did nothing but get rich overnight, the businessman worked hard but the money was lost; he destroyed the penal palace that governed the power law, and caused the emperor’s dragon spirit to dissipate, which was originally peaceful Suddenly, the prosperous countries are full of turmoil, and the people have no livelihood...

In the end, the sword fairy who paid countless prices to fulfill the wish of the devil found that the devil had not fallen in love with herself.

The former God of War, who had become a demon, had no way of turning back, and beheaded the fox demon girl in a rage.

...

This is undoubtedly a sad story.

But I never think so.

Oh. correct. I forgot to say that I am the renegade sword fairy in the story.

Biography 2:

The beginning of the story is not as beautiful as human imagination.

The level above the fairy court is more strict than the imperial city of the world. The superior gods regard the inferior immortals as ants, and the ghosts and spirits as heretical evildoers. They enjoy the luxury and luxury of mortals all the year round, and constantly consolidate and improve their status through the supreme respect of mortals, but never deliberately act.

However, these have nothing to do with me. I still only need a jug of wine to survive the long and indifferent days of the fairy garden, and I only need a sword to stand on top without being disturbed. Until, I met a woman.

This is undoubtedly a very beautiful and dignified woman, but unfortunately, she is a fox demon, a fox demon who is rumored to inhale human spirits.

I received a commission from the fox demon husband, so this will be my next behead target.

But strangely, this fox demon didn't show the slightest fear of my coming.

She was sitting in that small house, like an ordinary woman waiting for her husband to return home, with a soft embroidered cloth in her hand. Between stitches and stitches, two exquisite and gorgeous cross-necked mandarin ducks emerged. superior.

Only her eyes, Qiu Shui with waves, revealing a touch of helplessness, and so sad and desperate.

"Xian Ting once had rumors that Mandarin Duck is not as loyal as we thought." I couldn't help but remind.

Then, the woman's gorgeous face showed a bit of bleakness, and she continued to embroider stitch by stitch, as if there was nothing in her eyes except the mandarin duck on the cloth.

"But we are always willing to think about that."

I am silent for it.

Finally, I took the cold long sword in my hand and chose to turn around and leave.

"I won't kill you."

Biography Three:

I didn't kill her, but she died because of me.

People often say that humans and monsters have different paths, but I don't know whether the difference is between humans and monsters, or the power gap that goes up and down that day.

After I discovered the identity of the demon clan, the man who was trembling every day finally failed to let her go, but instead asked other little immortals to write her name on the monster killing list.

None of the monsters on the Monster Slashing List can survive. Even if I didn't take action, there would still be thousands of immortals who would kill her in order to make meritorious deeds.

In fact, sometimes, I often ask, since our world is weak and strong, and strength is supreme, why are the demons who use strong power to grab food have to be driven to extinction by us.

I don't know the years of life in the fairy garden, making me indifferent enough, so indifferent enough to forget these so-called deviant doubts that pop up from time to time.

But such doubts have never been engraved in my mind more clearly than now.

When I learned of her death, I stroked the sword in my hand and stepped onto the top of the fairy garden.

I asked the Lord of Xian Ting, "What is evil? What is good? Why is the fairy king who does the world's nasty things free and easy, but the monsters who abide by their duties are oppressed. We don't even know the reason and don't ask whether it is good or bad, Can easily decide the life and death of others. Is this the rule we have always upheld, and this is the order we have always maintained?"

The master of Xian Ting's answer was as cold as ever.

He said, "It's a demon, that's why they deserve to die."

At that moment, what started from the bottom of my heart was a chill that I had never experienced before.

It was on that day that I fell into a demon, just to protect those ghosts and spirits who had good intentions but were persecuted because of the ignorance of human beings and the arrogance of immortals.

On that day, I drew my sword and killed countless lewd and extravagant immortals, and watched the hypocrites that they fostered fell one by one.

It was on that day that I finally made up my mind, and for the first time clearly understood the meaning of the sword in my hand.

There are thousands of devils, not as good as I can kill the immortal with a single sword.

From now on, the sword in my hand will only fight for myself.

No regrets. No complaint.