Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Seeing the cat's back bent, Furutekawa silently made a detour and walked forward.

He didn't know what happened, and when he came over, he saw that the two sides were fighting in full swing.

The young man didn't dare to ask, so he could only look at it and leave.

In the supernatural world, even ordinary beasts are not quite right, they are all fat and strong, at least twice as big as those in the previous life.

He couldn't help much, so he could only bless him quietly in his heart.

Seeing that the cat was hunched over and away from the "battlefield", Furute Chuanshen quickened his pace, turned over the mountain along a narrow path, and walked deeper into the forest.

The smell in the air here is different.

There was a familiar stench everywhere.

Furutegawa Shinmi covered his nose, remembering the breath that [Wild Samurai] had spat at him that day.

His vigilance increased greatly.

Like, close?

He adjusted the light of the flashlight to the dimmest, and tried to use his eyes to identify the direction, otherwise the light was too strong, it would restrict the line of sight too much, and he was vulnerable to sneak attack.

The long sword was out of its sheath, he held it with his right hand, and then walked forward, but after walking a few steps, he retreated and changed the direction.

There is no such stench in the front.

Perhaps this [Wild Samurai] just appeared here.

Enduring the nausea, he took off his mask and used his nose to search for the body odor. He stopped and stopped along the way, and walked a long way without knowing it. Finally, he stopped in front of a gentle hillside.

The stench is stronger here.

Furutegawa Kamimi held his breath, took out a gas mask and put it on his face.

This was specially prepared by him today.

After changing the equipment and turning off the flashlight, Furudegawa Kamimi stood still, allowing his eyes to adapt to the darkness, and stepped back slightly by the way.

He heard faint, stiff footsteps.

Furute Chuan Shenjian exhaled slowly and mobilized his strength.

Soon, two scarlet eyes appeared in his vision.

He had enough eyesight, but he still couldn't see what this [Wild Samurai] looked like.

But I think it's the same as the last time I met, there is a layer of black mist all over my body.

This [Wild Samurai] was tall, with scarlet eyes almost at the same height as his line of sight.

Moreover, judging by the walking posture, both hands should be holding the sword.

"Didn't you say that you broke four fingers?" Furutegawa Kamijian had a doubt flashing in his heart.

[Wild Samurai] stopped at a distance of about five meters, with the two knife tips in his hands interlaced in front of him, pointing obliquely at the ground, and bowed slightly.

Before he had time to think too much, Furutegawa Kami saw that the warning signs in his heart increased greatly, and without thinking about it, the whole person retreated.

In the next second, two intertwined silver-white cross knife lights lit up in front of him with the sound of piercing through the air.

Real knife light!

And at such a long distance, it attacked in an instant!

"Hiss!" Furutekawa saw that his scalp was numb.

What kind of trick is this?

If I didn't feel something was wrong, I would have been instantly killed when I met him!

Don't talk about martial arts!

He gritted his teeth for a while.

snort!Come and not reciprocate!

Pointing forward with the tip of the long sword in his hand, he jerked upwards, provoking a curtain of swords obliquely in front of him.

The clash of swords sparked another spark under the starry night.

[Wild Samurai] took a few steps back.

Furute Chuan Shenjian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, instead he retreated without hesitation, and the right hand holding the sword was moved behind him first.

A silent and sinister Licha dagger slashed past where he had just withdrawn his hand.

“Top two days!”

Furute Chuan Kagami was not surprised, his retreating figure crouched slightly, the long sword that had just been carried behind his back had been switched to his left hand, and he lifted it up instantly, blocking the knife cut from the front again.

These ghost things are really more sinister than the other!

His mouth trembled slightly, and with this strength, he turned around and kicked [Wild Samurai] in the abdomen.

【Wild Samurai】Backed back again, but the airs were not messed up at all.

"The strength is average, but the speed and reaction are too fast, especially this terrifying ancient sword technique. It's like a fish in water under the cover of night. It's too bad for me..." Furutegawa Kamimi, who has regained his footing, has a look in his eyes Unprecedented dignified.

It would be okay if it was during the day, but now he can only rely on his own instincts, almost without error tolerance, as long as there is a slight mistake...

"What's more terrible, there is a possible 'Extreme Intent' move. When the sight is affected, I will really have no time to react. It's not possible, it's certain..."

The alarm bells in Guate Chuan's mind were ringing loudly. Facing such a powerful monster, with his sight blocked, he simply had no ability to win quickly.

"Looks like that's the only way to do it!" Furutegawa stood up again, regardless of whether [Wild Samurai] understood it or not, he said to himself, "You are unlucky..."

"Extreme Intent·Four Directions Impermanence!"

all of a sudden—

An ominous layer of blood was shrouded in the surroundings, and the piercing murderous aura swept across, accompanied by the pitiful howling of fighting.

The gentle hillside turned into a tragic ancient battlefield!

And taking advantage of the dim sky, Furutegawa Shinmi finally saw the appearance of this [Wild Samurai].

Its body was bloodstained, and it wore a hideous ghost mask. It was true that a few fingers were missing on one hand, but a short knife seemed to grow out of the severed finger.

Time was limited, and Furutegawa didn't procrastinate. Under the surge of speed and strength, his whole body was like a meteor descending into the world, rushing towards the [Wild Samurai] wearing the evil ghost mask.

[Wild Samurai] The scarlet light in his eyes flickered, he raised his long knife, trying to block it.

But there seemed to be a strange force suppressing it, making it a beat slower in raising its hand.

Just a beat slower.

Gude Chuan Shenjian successfully bullied him, the long sword in his hand was as fast as thunder.

With a flash of sword light, its hand with the broken finger fell powerlessly to the ground.

[Wild Samurai] Roared in pain, and the red light in his eyes blazed.

Seeing that the warning sign in his heart increased greatly, Gute Chuan Shen raised his head suddenly, with a solemn face, turned around backwards, and the long sword in his hand flew up close to his body, and was held by his left hand again.

"Dang!" The little god who stabbed between his legs saw that the extremely sinister sword was blocked.

Furutegawa Kamijian broke out in a cold sweat.

With fire in his eyes, he stood firm, holding swords in both hands, standing in front of him, just like Su Zhen's forward pressing movement.

A long knife was so fast that it couldn't see its shadow, and instantly drew several bright silver arcs in front of him!

Furutegawa Shinmi was unscathed, and the long sword in his hand also only had afterimages.

Under the knife light of each arc mark, there are only sparks blooming, and the clang sound of metal and iron clashing!

Under the blessing of "Extreme Intention" and under the suppression of [Wild Samurai], he blocked every knife from the front!

[Wild Samurai] staggered back, with only one hand left, it could no longer use "Tiantian First Class", and its strength was in a state of great loss.

Seeing that Gu Techuan was no longer afraid of it, his whole body turned into a spinning top, concentrating all his strength towards the tip of the sword.

Vaguely, the tip of the sword seemed to have real brilliance shining.

"呲呲呲呲..."

As if hacked into pieces by a thousand knives, [Wild Samurai] had countless scars on his body.

Furutegawa Shinmi didn't intend to give up this opportunity, took advantage of the last bit of time when [Four Square Impermanence] still existed, held the long sword with both hands again, jumped up suddenly, and slashed at [Wild Samurai].

The [Wild Samurai] who was seriously injured was already powerless to resist.

In the next second, its head, together with the ghost mask on its face, was separated by the long sword.

Furutegawa Kammi's face was also not very good-looking. He drew out his long sword, withdrew it to his chest, and stabbed it into its throat again, completely cutting off the last ray of life that might exist.

[Wild Samurai] The scarlet light in the eyes had long been extinguished, only the torso was left powerless and fell backwards, and then turned into a handful of ashes and exploded.

"Win!"

Furutegawa Shinmi finally let out a breath, swung the long sword in his hand, walked over, leaned over and picked up the amulet that Qian Zishou had mentioned.

But before I could take a closer look, the [Four Directions Impermanence] around my body was shattered inch by inch.

A feeling of weakness like being hollowed out came to my heart.

Furutekawa retched a few times, endured the discomfort, took out the flashlight, retrieved the scabbard, and left here first.

A few minutes later, a group of messy figures appeared here. They took flashlights to look around, and then moved towards another place.

Furutegawa Shinmi, who was hiding behind the big tree, silently watched them go away.

I don't know what to say.

Judging from his fight with [Wild Samurai] just now, it is more likely that these priests will deliver food.

When the discomfort subsided a bit, he sank his mind and "saw" the two balls of light floating in his heart, and he was immediately disappointed.

It seems that there is nothing special, only experience.

Just now he was still anticipating secretly.

The last trick used by [Wild Samurai] earlier.

Even if he is suppressed, with only one hand, he needs all his strength to parry a move.

pity……