Psychics don't die from gunfire

boom!

In an instant, the collision of gold and iron arrows was continuous and frantic, drowning Genji Kamima.

——But the effect is still not obvious!

The strongest point of a psyker on the [Transcendence] path is that he must have an otherworldly and transcendent body.

These flaming weapon blades can easily burn and shatter a concrete bridge with every strike. However, when they hit the huge skeleton of Kamima Genji, the "Desolate Skeleton", they could only leave fine, scratch-like scars.

After entering the fourth ring, [Sublimation], Genji Kamima made a leap in essence and became an "extraordinary person" among psykers. In the ancient times of the Eastern Continent, it was "the body has been completed, and one's own path has been completed." Prove it”.

But that's all.

Song Shi extinguished a piece of fire. This time it was a pure supplementary consumption, ensuring that there was enough room for the use of [Soaring to the Sky], and that the Ru Lin Bingfeng transformed into Scorched Earth and Heavy Killing could always maintain its peak lethality.

A blow cannot be fatal, as is a scratch?

Those thousands of soldiers are constantly advancing, and even a shallow line can open up into a crack!

The death energy of the underworld used to defend was unable to withstand the thrust of the sharp blade, and was penetrated with holes.

The dim light in Genji Kamima's pupils flickered, and he stroked the sword with his solemn knuckles, obviously preparing to perform some kind of ultimate sword move. However, what followed was Song Shixin's two-purpose attack, a mad bombardment of pitch-black flames.

No thoughts, no thoughts, no self.

Genji Kamima had achieved this ultimate state of Nari's Kendo, "Sword and Zen Unity" seventy-five years ago, and cultivated an immovable mind.

But I am too old, too old, too old.

The physical body is a treasure raft for crossing the world, and the spirit guides the boat.

Unless they take some special paths, the two always influence each other and complement each other.

His body has never been able to recover from the serious injuries that were indelible in the past, like a patchwork bag with leaks.

——No, this is not the key.

Kamima Yuanji thought to himself. There is no need to deceive in your own mind.

If he were in his middle age when he was the most energetic and invincible, even if his spiritual power suddenly disappeared, as long as he still had a sword in his hand, he would dare to strike at any opponent.

Although these pitch-black flames called [Disaster Flames] were murderous and violent, how could they shake my own indifference at that time?

The real reason why I was shaken by [Disaster Flame] at this moment and caused my swordsmanship to be repeatedly interrupted was my "heart".

In these years, the fear of death, in the decades of lingering, has declined and become unbearable.

The Sword Master's Zen heart, which used to be unshakable by external objects and was like glass, was covered with dirt that he couldn't bear to look at.

Yesterday's Kamigen Genji couldn't cut today's sword, and today's Kamigen Genji doesn't have yesterday's heart.

Seeing that the ultimate sword move was still unable to be launched, Genji Kamima gave up and chose to strike with a horizontal sword.

With his skill in swordsmanship and his body of a desolate skeleton, this simple horizontal slash was an ingenious feat. The rocks collapsed and the earth burst hundreds of meters in an instant, forming a rift valley.

The forest of flaming spears and swords also broke through a large void, like a group of reeds squeezed by the strong wind.

However, under the rapid explosion brought by [Chongxiao], Song Shi still avoided this sword.

The sea of ​​flames, squeezed into a thin layer, surged again in an instant, and washed over again!

There is no room left to hold back.

If he continues like this, he may really be in danger of death!

Feeling the ant-like pain that filled his body, Genji Kamima raised his skull angrily and twisted, and regardless of the burden of his injuries, he forcibly increased his spiritual power.

In the sea of ​​black mist around them, white-bone warriors stood up indifferently, carrying banners that read "We are disgusted with the filthy land and seeking the pure land" and wearing barrels and trunks, holding their cross spears and naginata high, turning into a majestic military formation and fierce sea of ​​flames. They hit each other hard!

Psychic skills·[Lingxi]!

This is essentially a psychic skill similar to [Ghost].

It's just that the Kamima clan has controlled the orthodoxy of Nari County for hundreds of years. As a result, although Genji Kamima turned into a big demon "Desolate Skeleton", these bound ghosts actually have a somewhat majestic and majestic meaning.

"I've been waiting for this move from you for a long time!"

Song Shichang laughed, and a piece of fire broke into pieces and scattered into tiny sparks.

The next moment, these sparks suddenly expanded, forming a swarm of dazzling red meteors in the sky, falling towards the army of ghost warriors below.

The flag burned and broke, and the side of the barrel was shattered into ashes. The warrior had just raised his cross spear and was turned into powder under the continuous bombardment of flaming stars.

Can't be killed.

Whenever a large group of warriors were reduced to ashes, the next second, new bones would crawl out, trying to continue forming a formation to stop the invasion of the sea of ​​flames.

As long as Kamima Genji survives, it will be equivalent to a giant mobile "Spiritual Seal" that can continuously summon ghost warriors.

But there is no need to kill them.

This re-summoning still takes time, and during this gap, Song Shi's flame sea soldiers are killing Genji Kamima at all times, adding cracks to his madness.

fencing? Psychic skills? A war of attrition?

Thoughts were rushing through his mind, and the desolate skeleton sitting on the top of the mountain suddenly paused with his sword.

"Song Shi!"

Genji Kamima's voice echoed in his ears, clearly audible, but not leaked to the outside. It was probably due to the use of some kind of sound transmission technique.

"I ask you again - what do you need?"

"Kamima has no grudge against you. On the contrary, we can be each other's pillars of strength and fight against the Hekai Tibetan family! It is also one of the tigers and wolves spying on Nali County!"

"You and I will pretend to have a fight and then retreat, that's the right solution!"

At this time, Song Shi also stopped the expansion of the scorched earth.

In front of the hundreds of meters of "Desolate Skeleton", the young man should have been insignificant and insignificant.

But surrounded by the endless flames, from the top of Nali Mountain, Song Shi actually showed an unparalleled momentum, no less than that of the huge monster.

"Genji Kamima. You know I won't agree. We have fought before."

Those unexplained words have long been integrated into the will of the spirit, and they burst out with the continuous collision just now.

He slowly raised his head and looked up. He was standing on a fragmented rock. The huge skull blocked most of his field of vision, and two dim lights overlooked him.

"But you still asked."

As the "self-immolation" started, the burning blood burned crazily, and the expression became joyful, suddenly became dull.

Enthusiasm waned.

"The situation is still considered a stalemate at the moment, and the balance has not completely tilted to one side, but you still have the intention to retreat and want to try another way to avoid this battle."

Song Shi's eyes moved on the desolate skull, but the feeling it brought to the latter seemed to be hotter and hotter than the previous sea of ​​fire.

"——Kamima Genji."

Finally, Song Shi stepped forward, and the scorched earth followed him like a shadow, ready to move.

"Come."

Genji Kamima was silent for a moment, then he raised his head.

"Zhengzhang!"

The old man drank.

"Come to me!"