This is My Juggernaut Journey

"just in front!"

He pointed to the way, and there was a passage in front of it, the opening was so narrow that only one person could pass through it, and the two immediately got in, only to feel that the deeper they went, the lower the temperature, and the more difficult it was to breathe.

Neither of them spoke, they just moved forward under the light of the torch, only the sound of heavy and short breathing.

After walking forward for a few minutes, the corridor finally reached the end, stepped on the front platform, and saw a deep pit ahead in the dim light, and there was also a faint light in the pit.

Yuxian poked out the torch to make the light wider, and nodded into the pit: "We're here."

But seeing a headless fat man standing in the middle of the big pit, holding a long knife, wearing a crotch, and cyan mist lingering around his body, he sensed the light source, turned around without a head and 'looked' at it, that kind of substantive resentment made him People stagnate.

"Physical resentful soul!" Sekiro's pupils shrank slightly.Yuzuru nodded, took out a torch from his cuff and lit it, and replied: "Yes, the relics of wars in ancient times, I tried my best to win, but after returning to the country, I didn't receive honor, but was exiled by the owl head So far, they will wander in the world forever, not entering reincarnation, only willing to slaughter living things."

In the hundreds of years mentioned above, when the Yogis invaded Weiming, these warriors fought back and took a lot of seance candy to drive themselves crazy. The people in power were afraid of these madmen, so they exiled their heads.

To put it simply, it is a group of 'diabetic' patients who eat too much sugar.

"You seem to understand it very well?" Sekiro asked with a frown, and lit several torches in succession, so that the place is no longer eerie, and he can see the whole picture of the monster clearly.

"I just did an investigation before." Yuzuru didn't say much, if Genichiro really made it to the end, he might become a new leaderless one.

That obsession is too strong, how can I reincarnate with peace of mind.

Sekiro doesn't care about the origin of this monster, he lacks sympathy, and slowly draws out his blade: "Are you sure it will be useful to kill this monster?"

"Behind him is the road leading to Xianfeng Temple, and I also want to see what the centuries-old spirits are capable of." Yuzuru also pulled out Fubuki, and put the blade of the sword on the torch to bake.

"Then try it."

"it is good!"

In front of the monster, there is no nonsense. The wooden box was opened, and the snow-like pure white paper was sprinkled all over the body, making the blade reveal purple light. After drinking the anti-dread powder, the coldness disappeared.

The blade of the sword was already warm, and Yuxian strode forward with the sword in one hand, causing the instinctive fear of human beings to rush towards his face, but his heart was extremely hot.

Jumping into a pit a few meters deep, after bending his knees, Yuxian raised his head and saw that the headless was instantly activated, like a beast whose territory had been invaded.

woo-

A dark wind floated up, and the headless place that was supposed to be more than ten meters away disappeared in an instant, only to see the green smoke filled the air, and there was no one in the deep pit illuminated by the torch?

where?

Yuxian's eyes glanced around, and suddenly he realized that the blue smoke was wrapped around his hands and feet, as if he was in the water, and his every move seemed to be sluggish. He turned around suddenly regardless of the strangeness of his body!

The blade appeared behind the body, refracted by the flames, and it was quite obvious. It was this detection a moment in advance that made Yuxian make evasive movements.

Swish, clang!

The slow blade sank vigorously, and a spark bloomed on the Fubuki. Yuzuru dropped the blade to relieve the force, and the headless blade cut a shallow hole in the ground again, but Yuzuru failed to seize the opportunity Attack!

fear!

When the blades touch, it's like electric current touches the whole body. It is because of the 'fear stance' that the leaderless man dares to use slow swordsmanship.

But for Yuxian, who has experienced many battles, it can only cause a moment of pause, his blood is surging, he quickly regained his clarity, his eyes swept away, and seeing the headless left hand grabbing, his nerves were stretched to the limit!

The hand was looming, which seemed to interfere with vision, making people feel that blocking with a sword would inevitably fail.

But it was impossible to back away in the quagmire. Yuzuru put his left hand into his sleeve without even thinking about it, and took out a purple-cyan umbrella.

Phoenix Purple Green Umbrella!

Isolate resentment and defend against undead!

With a sword in one hand and an umbrella in the other, that pale arm hit the umbrella surface and couldn't make any progress. Yuxian felt light all over, and the green smoke had been isolated.

Feeling that his hands and feet had regained his agility, Yuxian raised his right hand, and actually picked up the huge headless sword. Then, he pressed his legs forward, and the paper umbrella slammed forward like a shield.

thump—

Amidst the muffled sound, the headless staggered back, as if he didn't understand how the living person in front of him got so much strength, but there was no time for his muddy 'brain' to think, and Fubuki, glowing purple, slashed towards the ground.

Swish!

A few inches into the flesh, the fat leg shot out a big puff of blood-like black smoke, and the headless jumped backwards, faintly submerged in the green smoke, but Yuxian didn't plan to let it go.

Fifteen seconds left!

Yu Xian counted the time of the battle silently in his heart, he pushed himself forward, and stabbed the blade in his hand together with Wushou.

The purple light magnified in the eyes, and after putting away the paper umbrella, the movement returned to slow. Yuxian's eyes were wide open, and he saw that the tip of the knife full of resentment had touched his forehead...

Ding!

Amidst the crisp sound, the shorter Fubuki had hit the target, but it didn't stab the headless body, but got stuck on the knife, preventing it from advancing an inch.

As fine as an inch, as brave as a bear!

The tip of the knife had cut through the skin, and a few streaks of blood were leaving along the bridge of the nose, but Yuxian maintained the posture of stabbing forward, growling:

"Wolf, do it!"

wow——

Suddenly, a hook claw shot from the rock wall above the head, and it circled around the headless right arm. While being pulled by the prosthetic hand, a blurred figure quickly fell from the sky.

Endure killing! !