Fairy Inuyasha

"Well, if he himself hasn't touched the threshold of becoming a great monster..."

Noticing that Kikyo was listening carefully, with a look of thought in his eyes from time to time, the half-demon shook his head secretly: "In a word, it's okay if he goes ashore, but if he goes down to the lake with his own force to 'subdue demons and eliminate demons'..."

"Most likely to die miserably."

Hearing this, Kikyo's brows were already tightly knit together.

'Blessedly. '

'Big monster. '

Kikyo blinked his eyes and adjusted his mood: "So, if Mito Castle chooses to crusade against monsters, this is a battle that must be lost?"

"Maybe."

Inuyasha leaned against the door and closed his eyes, "This Mito Castle has existed for a long time, so it is no secret that there are monsters in Kamiura Lake. Since they have the courage to attack, they may be sure to win."

"Of course, I don't deny that the head of Mito Castle overestimated himself."

If only these mages and witches have been found so far, then this is the only possibility.

Kikyo's strength is not bad, and with her special magic-breaking spiritual power, she is also a big threat to high-level monsters.

However, she is only fifteen years old, her spiritual power has not yet been fully developed and unearthed, and she also has a great lack of experience. In terms of combat power, then...

Then there is only defeat.

"..."

Kikyo was lost in thought.

For a long time, she has been protecting ordinary people as a priestess.

The purpose of coming here is also to protect ordinary people, to cast down demons for them.

And let her take the initiative to find trouble with monsters...

She shook her head secretly in her heart.

Although she can't say she likes monsters, she has no intention of actively seeking trouble from monsters.

but……

How to deal with these people in Mito Castle?

Ignore it?

But she's already here.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Inuyasha turned his head sideways and looked in the direction of the gate.

His eyes seemed to penetrate the wall.

He whispered:

"someone is coming."

The 17th Chapter [-] eight people...

"My lord, Master Haneda has received news that three more mages and a samurai have arrived. Also, Master Haneda has also sent a message saying that he has verified the strength of two of them and that there is no problem. "

As the evening approached, the heat of the day gradually dissipated. On the street, an energetic old man in Chinese clothes walked slowly.

He looked to be in his fifties, but his hair was all black, his body was strong, and he was obviously in good shape, and the years had only left traces on his face.

Behind him, a warrior with the appearance of a guard lowered his head and reported.

"Oh? Have two of them confirmed their strength?"

The old man in Huafu had a straight face, and his tone was somewhat dissatisfied: "It's been half a month, and I have sent out more than a dozen letters, and it turned out that only five of them are usable now? Heh, are those liars Do you think this city lord is easy to deceive?"

"This……"

Hearing this, the several warriors behind the old man in Chinese clothes were all watching their eyes, nose, nose and heart, and remained silent.

As the old man in Huafu said, he sent invitation letters to the famous mages and witches nearby. There were not a few people who came to Mito Castle before Kikyo and others. style guy.

And its end, naturally, was thrown out of the city by him.

What was even more unlucky was that they were beaten up by his order, so that they could see the majesty of the city lord.

"Five... if you add Master Haneda and Gui Yancheng, you will have seven people, which is barely enough."

The old man in Chinese clothes frowned and muttered to himself, his eyes sparkled, as if he was planning something.

And right now.

"Hahaha!!! You are so weak! This is the apprentice of Mito Castle Oni Yancheng Jianhao? Too weak, too weak, too weak! It's so vulnerable! I almost fell asleep!"

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded, making the footsteps of the old man in Chinese clothes pause.

"Ok?"

He looked away.

There was a huge kendo field twenty meters away from him. Through the unclosed doors and windows, with good eyesight, he saw a young ronin swordsman laughing.

"This is... someone came to kick the pavilion?"

He was not surprised by this. As the strongest swordsman in Mito Castle, Oni Yancheng is well-known, and there are quite a few young swordsmen who want to use his reputation to ascend to the sky.

However, for so many years, they have only used their defeats to set off the strength of Guiyan City.

"Such a laugh, is it the apprentice who defeated Gui Yancheng?"

He didn't need to look carefully, he had already guessed part of the story through the maniacal laughter.

"Alright."

The old man in Huafu waved his hand, "Go and see Gui Yancheng and teach this ignorant kid a lesson."

With that said, he took a step and walked towards the sword dojo.

With the half-closed curtain lifted, the "battlefield" composed of dozens of swordsmanship apprentices came into his eyes.

"Lord City Lord!"

Naturally, as soon as he appeared, someone noticed him, and immediately got up to salute.

"no."

The old man in Chinese clothes waved his hand: "I'll just take a look, no need to be polite."

As he spoke, his eyes slowly moved to the center of the venue.

At this moment, a young unknown ronin swordsman was confronting a tall man.

The tall man is at least two meters tall, and his height can be said to be at the level of a "monster" in this era. Coupled with his fat body and slightly vicious beard appearance, he is "evil" "Ghost" is probably believed by many people.

call!

At this moment, he was waving a giant sword with a palm width, and stared at the "boy" opposite him with an unkind expression.

"Do you want to see my kendo? Boy, I meet a few people like you every month, but you are the first one who is as crazy as you in these years."

"Oh? Then I'm 'unprecedented'? Hahaha! I really can't be strong!"

"By the way, I seem to have met a powerful opponent today. I really want to fight him again!"

The fingers of Kazama Tetsu's left hand lightly slid across the samurai sword lying in front of him, with a fanatical smile on his face, like a raging fire, one can feel the turbulent battle in his chest with just one glance. meaning.

"Humph!"

The tall swordsman named Gui Yancheng sneered, making his expression look more fierce: "Let me see if your swordsmanship is as strong as your tone!"

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and the wooden floor made a dull and loud noise, as if moaning (indescribable), and he himself rushed to the opposite side with that powerful force.

Swish!

His speed was not at all like the speed that his figure should have. After only a few steps, he completed the charge.

The huge sword in his hand slashed down with the evil wind!

strength!strength!strength!

The terrifying power contained in this giant sword can definitely split a person in half on the spot!

Feeling this power, Kazama was not surprised but happy, the blood in his chest was surging, and he couldn't help howling excitedly: "Oh la la la la!——"

"That's what it feels like!"

"This feeling of fighting!"

He was laughing wildly.

The smile seemed to be mixed with endless iron and blood.

Swish!

Swing the knife!

He didn't choose to dodge, he faced the giant sword that was coming and cut upwards.

when! ——

Metal exploded, sparks splashed, like summer fireworks, under Gui Yancheng's astonished gaze, the air suddenly stirred up, and the dust in the air suddenly expanded into an air circle, spinning around at high speed .

"come!!!"

The young ronin swordsman uttered a bloodthirsty howl that was almost like a beast, and the sword in his hand seemed to be scattered into dozens of pieces at this moment.

Swish swish!

A knife flower is blooming.

Accompanied by the beautiful knife flowers, is the icy cold light.

With one blow, life is withered.

"what!?"

Gui Yancheng was taken aback, and at the same time, the swordsman's instinct made his body move before his brain could react, his body moved with a spirit that didn't fit his body shape, and he caught up with the wind in an instant Jian Tie's sword swing speed can be called a ghost!