You're Lazy, Dracula

The ghost race is not a friendly race, and they will not swallow their anger, otherwise they will not be one of the three major monster forces in Japan.

"It's okay." Yibuki Cuixiang still smiled cheerfully. She waved her hand to the ghosts of His Royal Highness and said, "Since the guests can't make sense with their mouths, then follow the rules of our ghost clan and use your fists to make sense. Those who lose must obey those who win."

"Exactly. That white village girl annoys me to death recently, and I'm worried that I have nowhere to vent." Joan Hei slowly pulled out the black one-handed sword at her waist, "Who wants to come up to die?"

"I come!!"

With a loud roar, a huge ghost with a height of at least four meters separated from the crowd of ghosts and walked out from the middle.

Its skin is very different from that of the ghosts around it.The skin of the other ghosts is either red or yellow, but only this one has cyan skin.It was panting heavily, and a faint electric current could be seen between the nostrils and the pores of the skin—it seemed that this was the mutant species that would appear in every race in the legend.

According to the mysterious status of the Xingyue world, the status of the ghost clan in Japanese mythology is equivalent to the status of the dragon clan in Western mythology.Therefore, although the huge blue ghost in front of him is not a threat to Hei Joan, it can also bring some troubles.

However, as long as the strike is fast enough and ruthless, a small trouble is not a trouble.In this regard, Joan of Arc can definitely do a good job.

"I'm called Reggae!" The huge ghost took a sip of electric gas and said in a deafening voice, "No matter who you are, how dare you disrespect Shuten-sama and Ibaraki-sama?" .Let me try your weight!"

"Hmph." Joan of Arc smiled disdainfully, holding a sword in one hand and a flag in the other, and set up a posture.

"Xiao Hei." Wu Zhi suddenly shouted, "Don't kill me."

"Huh? Why?" Black Joan said with some dissatisfaction.

"Leave a line in life." Wuzhi just said that, but there was an aura that could not be vetoed in his tone.

Indeed, in the current situation where it is impossible to confirm whether Dracula is hidden by these ghosts, if Joan of Arc really hits the real fire and kills this seemingly high-ranking ghost, then the devil The situation of confrontation between the city and Dajiangshan is really going to become irresolvable.

Although she doesn't think her side will lose, what Wuzhi understands is that Dracula always hates getting into this kind of trouble, so when Dracula is not present, she must try her best to restrain Joan of Arc and the others so as not to cause trouble. Own master brings a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Joan of Arc scratched her long blond hair annoyedly, then put away the holy flag and one-handed sword.She looked up at Reggae in front of her, and asked, "Hey, can you play two against two?"

Reggae froze for a moment, then turned to look in the direction of Ibuki Hanaou and Ibuki Suika.

"Ha, don't talk about two-on-two." Yibuki Cuixiang said with her arms crossed: "Don't talk about two-on-two, as long as the two of you fight together and can knock down Reggae, then you will win this round!"

"Well, that's what you said." Black Joan looked at Joan, "Hey, boring lady, why are you still in a daze, hurry up."

"Ah?" Joan came up hesitantly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to use it? That?"

"Nonsense, don't you have to beat this guy to death with a weapon?" Black Jeanne rolled her eyes and moved her body.

"please wait for a moment."

Joan of Arc thought for a while, knelt down with a helpless face, and began to pray.

Among the saints of the Catholic Church, there is a set of shocking secrets.In the description of Saint Martha, it seems to be called "Jacob's siblings".This is a set of unarmed fighting techniques, from Jacob, Moses, and then to Martha, such an ancient fighting technique that has been passed down from generation to generation.

If you can practice to perfection, you can even defeat an archangel.According to legend, the holy man who had learned this technique killed the "angel of destruction" who led twelve thousand angels; it is also said that the holy man Moses once used this secret method to part the Red Sea.

When I first heard about Dracula told by Joan of Arc, there was a saying: [Moses’s hairline must be as high as my friend’s, which is a bit subtle].

Although I don't know if the rumors are true, but the saint Martha [moved] the evil dragon Tarasque with this skill.Joan of Arc never thought of herself as a veritable saint, but in fact, there was also a reason why she hadn't fully learned this skill.

However, although it is only an incomplete skill, it is enough for Joan of Arc to intimidate Marshal Gilles de Rais for many years. Now, Joan of Arc, who is barely one heart and one body, cooperates with him, and once again plays the role of Saint Martha. degree, it is not impossible.

"Lord, please look away for now." Joan of Arc prayed silently.

This scene happened to be seen by Black Joan who had finished the warm-up exercise, so she showed a disgusted expression towards Joan.

"My lord, my lord has already been eaten by Mr. Dracula, what are you talking about?"

Joan of Arc stood up, and together with Joan of Arc Hei, set up a fighting posture, clenched both fists, and bent them in front of her face.

"Come on! Big man." Joan of Arc challenged Reggae, "Today, I, Joan of Arc, will beat you until your mother doesn't even know it!"

"Come on!" Reggae roared angrily, his whole body turned into thunder and lightning wrapped around his fists, and then rushed towards the two delicate looking saintesses.

It made a grapple, but the two saintesses used a wonderful sliding step to quickly circle around to his side.

Then, punch at the same time.

Accompanied by the fist, there are not only holy or violent magic powers, but also two awe-inspiring shouts:

"Iron Fist Holy Judge!!"

Author's message:

Yesterday's CET-[-] exam almost blew my mind.

If I pass the sixth level, don't call me Xueba, call me God of Gamblers (seriously)!

7. Iron Fist Saint (Left) Female

"Ugh!"

A huge body was violently knocked out of the open space in the center of the ghost palace.The ghosts around quickly stepped aside, and the unconscious Reggae fell heavily to the ground.

In the past, Reggae, who was covered in electric currents like a god of war, was beaten into a pig's head by two cute little girls.It was punched heavily on its ferocious face, both eyes were beaten so hard that it couldn't be opened, and there were bruises and purple spots all over its body.

Gaba!

Black Joan squeezed her fist and made a loud bang. Behind her was Joan with a sorry smile on her face. The two walked up to the ghosts, their eyes swept away, and the surrounding ghosts were a little scared back.

It's no wonder that the warlike ghosts in the rumors are now acting so cowering. The "truth" handed down by Catholicism that can subdue the evil dragon must be very persuasive.

And just now, these ghost clan watched the whole process of how Reggae, who was the best among them except for a few ghost kings, was [persuaded] by two saintesses.

The scene was extremely hot and exciting, and the blood was soaring to the faces of the ghosts who stood relatively close.

"Hmm." Ibuki Cuika coughed from behind, encouraging the ghosts.Only then did they realize that there was ghost king Yi Chui Cui Xiang covering them behind them, so they mustered up their courage and looked at Joan of Arc and Hei Joan of Arc.