The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

He quietly set up a flag and nodded calmly: "So, it's good to leave this place to the poor monk, you take Axie and Tiansuke and get out of here quickly... Shinmen Musashi is also, she is not good at With few enemies and many enemies, it seems that the second class has not yet been completed, and she is not the opponent of this group of demons at present, let alone the number of opponents is superior."

Fujimaru Tatsuka pursed her lips, she hesitated, but couldn't think of a more suitable method.

If you stick to the death battle, you will all die here, and Yinshun is a follower, because he is a summoned heroic spirit, so he will not die. Even if he dies, he will return to the heroic seat...

"That's right, the poor monk is just a heroic spirit. He is a dead person. It's not a pity to sacrifice here, but you are all living, so you can't lose it here." Baozangyuan smiled softly: "Don't worry, the poor monk will definitely be with you." Goodbye, I will leave this kind of hard work to the humble monk... Anyway, I have been used to it in my previous life, otherwise I would not have become a monk."

He laughed heartily, walked up to the heroic sword hero, and said coldly: "You group of demons heretics, if you want to attack the poor monk, just come! But be mentally prepared! The ten-character gun below is not for nothing. Today, I will let you experience what is called Baozangyuan's spear technique, and in the name of gods and Buddhas, I will frighten your demons and monsters! Watch me save you one by one!"

Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, with six pure depleted uranium bullets, [-] rotations in one breath, saves the world with great mercy.

The more profound the Dharma, the more refined and simple it is, and the more straightforward it is.

Physical transcendence is also the essence of Buddhism.

With a cold snort, he waved the cross-word spear to roll up the gravel and flying leaves. While blocking his vision, the spear broke through the defenses of the two heroic sword ghosts and created a space to escape. .

"Let's go!" Shinmian Musashi suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, hugged Axie, and rushed out of the bamboo forest from one side with Chiba. It can turn into a phantom and retreat.

"What a lovable monk." The black rope hell said softly, "Are you planning to sacrifice your life here?"

"That's hard to say, the clumsy monk still has some strength." Baozangyuan Yinshun said conceitedly: "You guys alone can't subdue me!"

In the round of heads-up, Baozangyuan Yinshun's strength is definitely among the best. He can also be regarded as a master of spearmanship who has entered the realm of the gods. There are not many spearmen who can compare with Master Li in terms of spearmanship. Although I don't know which is stronger and weaker, But their spear skills are extremely advanced among many spearmen.

Baozangyuan Yinshun's spear skills are both offensive and defensive, offensive and defensive conversion, defense is also offensive, can resist the attack line from any place, and return a fatal blow while dodging the attack, simply put it is 'see cut + counterattack', This counterattack often has an instant death effect, and it only takes one move to tell the winner, and it is absolutely refined with the constant response to all changes.

Therefore, single-handedly and group-fighting him is completely worthwhile, and this monk who has devoted his entire life to spear skills is also worthy of this confidence.

Knowing that Musashi and others had successfully broken through, he also calmed down, and the next thing to do was very simple.

——Kill Yiqi, tear up the formation, and rush out of here!

When he was thinking this way, the spear had already been swung out, and even he didn't notice that his expression was smiling.

As a martial artist who has practiced for a lifetime, facing a strong enemy and facing difficulties, he feels the potential that is constantly squeezed out of his body, and the uncontrollable joy also emerges, even surpassing the fear of facing a strong enemy and the fear of death. It was an irrepressible fighting instinct.

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"Laugh."

The black-robed sword ghost said coldly: "Such a fight and fight, how could he not laugh?"

The tip of his sword pointed at Ba Yuqian's cheek: "You have the blood of the ghost clan, and you can ride a thousand horses on the battlefield. Although your swordsmanship is not very brilliant, there is no doubt that the desire to kill is imprisoned in your heart. Why should you restrain it? Why? Do not release!"

"You..." Ba Yuqian's rationality was melting away. She didn't understand why she was implanted with the killing karma, but the other party was able to maintain complete sanity. It was as if she had completely endured the karma. In essence, it is the same as a certain hero king who swallowed the black mud of the Holy Grail and gained a flesh body, but the self was not affected in any way.

"Don't you want to release your instinct?" Sword Demon narrowed his eyes: "It's a pity, if you can witness the complete state, maybe it will also make my sword sharper. As a slayer, this kind of experience is what I wish for Yes, hmph, I really envy the Black Rope Hell, there was always no shortage of powerful opponents in that era, and you can swing your sword at will if you want to."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Ba Yuqian couldn't even listen to a word, she bit her lip, her eyes became redder and redder, and the uncontrollable fire spread to the surroundings, the scorching magic power and the scarlet karma were undoubtedly in the air. Corroding her soul.

Something is roaring in the ear - be angry!Hate it!kill!You are qualified!

Just to suppress the restlessness brought about by the killing karma, she would be haggard. What's more, there was a sword ghost in front of her constantly forcing her to strike back, leaving scars and wounds on her body.

She was almost unable to hold on, her consciousness became more and more dizzy, and her eyelids kept getting heavy. Even though she knew that she would lose herself once she closed her eyes, she had almost forgotten the reason for her persistence, and the scenery of the long past was constantly replaying in her mind.

——husband...husband!

——Husband, he was...taken away from me by you!

Ba Yuqian gritted his teeth sharply, and the last ray of conservative clarity would be swallowed by the flames of anger, and red tears of blood would drip from his red eyes.

"That's right, release it!" Sword Demon roared, "Killing is the essence of everything!"

"Fart your mother!"

One sentence stopped the roar of the sword ghost, and there were afterimages from far to near in the bamboo leaf forest under the blood moon.

It was too late, the sharp weapon pierced through the night sky, and the spreading sword energy smashed into pieces a bamboo forest.

The sword ghost's eyes were almost dazed, his body was pierced in an instant, even if he raised his right arm, half of his body was cut off in an instant, and there were extremely clear bloodstains on his chest.

Tsk... Fresh blood poured out, the pupils of the black-robed sword ghost contracted violently, he did not fall down, the bloody aura of the wound gushed out, the wound was repairing, but the repair was extremely slow, as if restrained by a strange force, It's just that under the turbulent magic power of the tumbling, this injury is not fatal enough.

Sword Demon turned his head and stared at that person: "It's you...it's you again!",

This is the second time it has been interrupted. If it wasn't for the lack of blood sacrifice caused by the attack of this person yesterday, there would not be such a flaw in today's summoning ceremony, and now he appeared in front of me again...

But not only the sword ghost in black robe was surprised, but also Ba Yuqian who was almost swallowed by madness.

When she heard the sound, she raised her head subconsciously. She couldn't bear the torment of not being able to stay. She fell to the ground and slowly raised her gaze fixed on the ground, following the dripping blood...

She saw a knife, a black knife.

Looking up along the blade, there is a hand, white hand holding the jet-black knife, these hands look slender and seem weak, but in reality they seem to be counselors in charge of the world, who can measure the world by holding black and white.

She was very familiar with this hand. At first, it was this hand that caressed her pale hair, and praised the silver hair for its beauty. It dispelled her disgust for the blood in her body and illuminated the rest of her life.

All the karma in Ba Yuqian's heart was instantly suppressed, and the burning fire suddenly subsided.

Anger, madness, hatred, murderous intent, pain... Emotions like these, all thrown away, can't compare to one ten-thousandth of the burning emotion in the deepest part of her heart. Hope and despair alternate in the depths of her heart. Ruodang, who has prayed countless times for the next life...maybe right in front of her eyes, the moment she raises her eyes, she can see...

He is right in front of you.

This time, it's real, not a fantasy, not an illusion.

Bloody tears gushed out of one of Bayuqian's eyes, and clear tears gushed out of the other.