One's own onslaught can't break through the opponent's defense at all, and every attack of the opponent can often repel oneself.

It was the first time for Ibaraki to meet an opponent who was able to withstand his many attacks, and it seemed that he still had some strength left.

Fortunately, the gap between his own strength and the opponent's is not very big, and it is still within the tolerance range.

The golden bone knife and the pitch-black great sword collided continuously, rubbing out red sparks.

Looking at the pitch-black helmet so close in front of him, he couldn't see anything in it, only endless darkness.

Ibaraki shivered instinctively.

The slender but explosive right leg was raised abruptly, and then a violent kick attacked the opponent's body.

At the same time, Ibaraki increased his strength again.

Then, her kick lifted a shield.

The opponent just took a step back.

"..."

Ibaraki looked a little shocked, she didn't see how the shield appeared.

It suddenly appeared in the opponent's hand, and then blocked its own attack.

Just when Ibaraki was in a moment of astonishment, she saw the black warrior raised the black sword in his hand, and the shield disappeared again.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at himself.

There was obviously a distance between the two sides, but Ibaraki felt inexplicably that the thrust could not be dodged.

When the pitch-black figure suddenly disappeared, she subconsciously raised the bone knife in her hand and blocked it in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the golden figure crashed into the wall and flew out of the room.

In the smoke and dust, the figure of the jet-black warrior walked out slowly.

Ibaraki felt like retreating.

She felt another powerful aura coming quickly.

Two against one, Ibaraki thought he was not sure.

Although ghosts seldom retreat, she is not one of those brainless evil spirits who gets blood when it's time to get hot, and turns to strategy when it's time to turn.

Besides, this time it's just out of interest, to see what kind of existence the so-called monster killer is.

As a result, I realized that, one-on-one, I fell into a disadvantage.

"I remember you."

Glancing at Ashes bitterly, Ibaraki quickly rushed in another direction.

There is definitely something wrong with the youkai who reported the message.

The other party claimed that although the strength of the monster killer is strong, it is also limited.

And the Nine-Tailed Fox who was defeated by him was not considered strong.

Therefore, the ghost king of Dajiangshan will definitely win the final victory if he makes a move.

However, the ending was completely different, and he had to escape in embarrassment.

Just as Ibaraki was thinking, the howling wind hit.

Then, the sharp point of the knife pierced through the chest.

A deep gash was left on his chest.

"Wow!"

Spit out a little blood.

She was attacked with a katana sword commonly used by samurai warriors.

Ibaraki doesn't know what kind of samurai sword it is, maybe it has a bad rib?It seems to be called this name, or it seems to be called Kodachi?It seems that Kodachi and rib difference mean the same thing?

Anyway, a strange power was attached to the knife, so it was able to hurt her.

Even though the wound was not serious, it still made Ibaraki's inner anger rise a bit.

When Minamoto Larimitsu arrived, she only saw Ashes pulling out a somewhat short katana sword from the ground.

The tip of the knife was stained with blood.

I don't know whose blood it is.

Putting Onikiri and Laoduan away, Ashes raised his head and looked at her.

"Sorry sir."

Minamoto Raikou said apologetically.

She didn't sleep at night, but went to exorcism.

This is my task, to kill every monster I find.

Those clustered monsters were so weak that they couldn't beat her and her Four Heavenly Kings at all.

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