Chapter 304 A ghost with a story

Chapter 304 A ghost with a story

Unlike Isayama Yomi, the woman in plain white did not regard Liao Wenjie's question as a chat. She frowned and thought for a moment, confirming that she had never seen Liao Wenjie's face.

She didn't answer, and waved her hand for the swordsman and the bald man to take action.

clatter! clatter! clatter----

The giant man grinned ferociously, holding the machine gun and pulling the trigger to fire. Orange-red flames spit out, pouring out warheads engraved with runes.

Sanhei protects his master loyally, and the python body is entrenched to block the rain of bullets, but due to the special warhead, clusters of blood burst out, which hurts it...

Didn't dare to say anything.

Isayama Huangquan: "..."

This spiritual beast's blood has been completely castrated and turned into a domestic pet that bullies others. I wish Luan Honglian was not like this.

"You stay here and be obedient. The three guys across from me all have problems. Don't try to help but create trouble for me."

Liao Wenjie is used to being a loner. Unless he is stronger than him, such as Jiu Shu and Yan Chixia, Liao Wenjie's concept of teammates can be defined as being a hindrance.

Not counting Lyon, not even his teammates, he is just a tool man.

Liao Wenjie jumped out of the hail of bullets, holding his sword in his hand and heading towards the woman in white.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. The swordsman is a shikigami, the bald head is a high-level cannon fodder created by the corpse refining technique, and only the woman in white is a human being with a heartbeat.

Capture her and have another love-at-first-sight + heart-wrenching enemy. There is a 50% chance of triggering love and using this as a breakthrough to find the other party's lair.

The reason why it is 50%, not 100%, is because he is now in a transformed state. If he changes to his original appearance, he is confident that he can switch sides on the spot.

Considering the need to hide one's identity, one would not try it lightly.

Uh-huh!

The shikigami's weakened body blocked the road, raising the katana in his hand high, carrying a fierce and majestic momentum, whistling and slashing down hard.

The air flow crushed the ground, and the Crescent Blade Qi visible to the naked eye was released. It was like lightning and rushed in front of Liao Wenjie in an instant.

He was a master, at least he was a master during his lifetime.

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and blocked with the Shengxie Sword. He was pushed backwards by the sword energy and stopped five meters away.

The swordsman forced Liao Wenjie back with one blow, sheathed the sword, clasped the hilt of the sword with his fingers, and made the killing gesture of Iai drawing the sword.

Liao Wenjie's neck felt cold as a cold chill descended on him. It was as if a sharp weapon was placed on his shoulder, and he was killed with his neck. The next second, blood spattered on the spot.

However, it was of no use. When he changed into an iron cloth shirt, the swordsman's long sword might pose a threat to him. Now...

If he stood still and allowed to be slashed without fighting back, he would lose if the blade of the knife did not curl up.

The swordsman seemed to be aware of this, so he gave up the Iai Slash and drew his sword directly. He quickly rushed to Liao Wenjie and slashed him hard with the long sword in his hand.

The sharp sword energy turned into substance, and the swordsman attacked tirelessly. The long sword in his hand danced wildly with countless knife shadows, clinking and chopping at Liao Wenjie's body.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the fine sword energy condensed or dispersed, repeatedly trying to break the surface with points to defeat the defense of the indestructible body.

It actually hurts a little!

Liao Wenjie looked at the swordsman in front of him in surprise. Although he did not break his defense, he did feel a hint of pain. This was enough to show that the opponent's swordsmanship was impressive and he had already condensed his own sword intention.

It's a pity that the person is gone, and only the obsession that is not willing to die is left.

"I'm ashamed to say that my swordsmanship is average and I can't let you enjoy the ultimate pleasure of a master's duel."

Liao Wenjie held the Victory Evil Sword and ignored the blade that Dingdang struck upon him. He grinned and said, "But I have a skill in sword control. I hope I can make up for your regret."

That's right, he doesn't know how to use a sword, he is a Taoist.

Buzz buzz————

The Victory Evil Sword bloomed with red light, and circles of red mist spread out, covering the two figures.

The next second, the red mist turned into substance, and the bloody sword light rotated and cut, using all-round attacks without blind spots, killing the swordsman into pieces.

Afterimage.

Shikigami also have the benefits of shikigami. When faced with an attack that he could not defend against, the swordsman faded and disappeared. When he turned around, he swung his sword and rushed towards Liao Wenjie.

"That's what's wrong with you. You can't make a breakthrough between life and death by just escaping. You couldn't go any further while you were alive. You must have chosen to run away during a battle."

Liao Wenjie swung his sword to block the sword, interfering with the swordsman's will: "Let me guess, this is a fateful duel, and there is a girl next to you. Your retreat not only caused you to lose the duel, but also the girl." They were all snatched away, and that look back left heartbreaking tears."

Maybe he guessed wrongly, but the swordsman remained unmoved. He stabbed the air with one blow, causing the air to dance wildly, and hit Liao Wenjie's chest with a clang.

Before it was over, he held the short knife at his waist with his other hand, pulled out a diagonal slash, and struck Liao Wenjie's neck.

It was no ordinary iron sword. It was completely transparent and as thin as a cicada's wing, with a faint flow of brilliance and an astonishing cold air.

Form and spirit are like swords!

Liao Wenjie slapped the long sword in front of him with one palm, and knocked down the Shengxie Sword to hold it against the short sword. The bone-chilling cold air spread, freezing the moisture in the air, turning into grains of ice and falling to the ground.

As the swordsman drew out both swords, the turbulent air turned into a raging blizzard, with clusters of icicles flying and ice covering a radius of five meters, creating a small iceberg out of thin air.

In the ice, the swordsman slowly stabbed the dagger, aiming directly at Liao Wenjie's heart.

boom! ! !

Red light soared into the sky, and bloody cold light swept in all directions. While ravaging the iceberg, it also washed away the swordsman's body out of shape.

Because he was trapped in a cocoon, or because he was confident in the defense-breaking ability of the short sword, the swordsman did not fade away in time this time, and was brutally dismembered under the wash of red light in the sky. His body was torn into pieces, and after a sigh, he disappeared without a trace, including the two knives.

"It seems to be a ghost with a story. It's a pity that he met me."

Liao Wenjie was heartbroken after failing to pick up the dagger for 0.01 seconds, and then he raised his sword and pointed it at the woman in white: "Seeing that we all have a good rapport, I will let you run for thirty seconds, and then... you will be caught by me." "

"You can try."

The woman's tone remained indifferent, and the bald man beside her threw away the machine gun and ammunition grenades, shook his head and stepped forward with clenched fists. As he breathed black mist, his body expanded and enlarged, and his metallic-shiny muscles burst through his clothes, becoming three meters tall.

Liao Wenjie frowned. The bald head was indeed a corpse controlled by the corpse refining technique, but it was definitely extraordinary in life. He was a strong martial artist. The metallic light body showed that he had practiced kung fu to the level of copper skin and iron bones.

If some medicines are added to the corpse refining process, it is very likely that this giant beast will complete a breakthrough after death and have an indestructible body.

boom!

The giant bald man stepped heavily on the ground, causing a huge pit to form on the ground. He was in mid-air, and his fist as huge as a casserole was blasted out.

The violent airflow dents the vacuum, and the compressing airwaves wash away the rear. Before the fist reaches the point, the person's breathing is stagnant, and even a breath feels like a knife.

So fierce! ?

Liao Wenjie was shocked. He was convinced that the golden body of the Dharma could not be breached. He decisively applied oil to his feet and moved away three meters.

boom!

The heavy fist landed, causing the soil to shatter and crack, and spider web-like cracks spread in all directions.

The bald man pulled out his fist inserted into the ground, turned around and looked at Liao Wenjie, and then at the giant python Sanhei.

He grinned ferociously, jumped into the air like a cannonball, waved his fist in mid-air, and smashed into Sanhei's head with its bloody mouth open.

At the critical moment when the fist came down, Isayama Yomi sheathed his sword and took the initiative to disperse Sanhei's presence.

Although there is no room for her to perform in the high-end game, she still has basic vision. The spiritual beast Black Rope cannot withstand the heavy punch of the bald man. Even if it swallows the opponent into its belly, it will be ripped out.

boom! !

The heavy fist hit the ground, causing dust, earth and rocks to fly high. Isayama Huangquan held the knife and ran all the way to stand behind Liao Wenjie.

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"Yes, I reluctantly removed you from the list of pig teammates and temporarily moved you to the ranks of huggers." Liao Wenjie patted Isayama Huangquan on the head, he liked this kind of smart girl.

Isayama Huangquan: "..."

On the other side, the bald man strode out of the dust, his dead fish-like eyes glowed with dazzling golden light, a huge 'swastika' opened behind him, and a large naginata dropped from the air.

The total length of the blade is more than five meters. Even if the bald man with an exaggerated figure holds it in his hand, it is somewhat difficult to grasp it.

"Stand back, stay away from me. If necessary, use the spirit beast in the knife to block the attack. It doesn't matter if it dies."

Liao Wenjie whispered a warning and looked at the bald man with a solemn expression. If he guessed correctly, this man was a monk in life.

Neon monk.

But that big naginata is by no means a weapon used by monks to guard homes and courtyards. It was not made for mortals to use. People who can use such weapons with exaggerated specifications...

If he guessed correctly, he was definitely not a human being.

"Let me ask you in advance, is your leader the reincarnation of some evil god?" Liao Wenjie looked at the woman in white, but couldn't see any flaws on her face.

He was willing to test whether the opponent had any other trump cards, but the situation suddenly became tricky. He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to test, and threw the Shengxie Sword into the air, using the sword to transform into thousands of techniques, and bombarded the bald giant man indiscriminately.

The sharp sword energy shot down, making a clanking sound, and the dust covered the giant man's body.

The woman in white looked at all this indifferently, seemingly not worried at all, but with the rest of her eyes she glanced at Liao Wenjie and Isayama Huangquan, and finally focused her attention on Ruo Persimmon.

Boom! !

The huge sword energy rushed out from the dust and smoke, sweeping across the entire field with the force of sweeping thousands of armies. The sword light was thick and steady, with a hint of black energy lingering in the light golden light.

Liao Wenjie raised his hand to hold Isayama Huangquan's head and crouched down to avoid the whizzing sword energy. He had no idea of ​​putting on the Black Mountain mask. He controlled the Victory Evil Sword with his mind. Red streams of light dispersed high in the sky, forming a giant sword. , slashing straight down at the giant bald man covered in golden light.

"Ho ho ho!"

The giant bald man looked up to the sky and roared, waving the big naginata in his hand to attack, the sword light splashing in the air was astonishingly powerful.

Clang! !

After a crisp sound of metal and iron, the sword light shattered in response. Sheng Xie's sword light continued to strike on the shoulder of the bald man.

Huge pressure added to his body, and black blood spattered on his shoulders. He dwarfed and his body was shaky.

The next second, black mist overflowed from the orifices of his mouth and nose, and his bent waist and knees suddenly straightened up, resisting the pressure of the Shengxie Sword. Under Liao Wenjie's surprised gaze, his flesh and blood shattered the red sword light. .

"Indestructible body..."