my weird life

Chapter 457 Your Sweet Dreams End Here (12)

The burly samurai had been silent before, but now he stood up, looking into the eyes of Reiko Hira with eyes shining brightly in the dark: "Oni Samurai of the Heike family, what did allegiance to the Heike family bring you?
In view of the fact that we have joined hands to eradicate Rashomon,
I meet your request! "

Ping Lingzi's chest rose and fell, and she suddenly gasped violently. Her face was flushed, her ears were flushed, and her eyes turned completely blood-red. In the narrow thorny wooden cage, she tried her best to bow her head to Su Wu: "Please Help,
Please help me--"

Her voice was suddenly high-pitched, and tears of blood burst from her eyes: "Please help me kill my brother!"

"it is good!

A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand dollars! "

The figure above the gate suddenly flew down!

Ping Lingsheng, who was surrounded by many ghost warriors and left the battlefield, suddenly heard Ping Lingzi's high-pitched shout, he was frightened and angry, and suddenly turned his head to look back——

The warriors of the Heike family waved their swords and faced the tall figure flying by!
The pitch-black boa constrictor came out from the shadows around Su Wu, rolled up the Heike warriors and tore them apart!
A torrential rain of blood splashed wantonly here!
"Stop him, stop him!"

Ping Lingsheng screamed!
He saw that the figure of 'Inoue Candlelight' fell into the crowd of warriors, like a giant elephant falling into the crowd, and directly lifted and tore apart the warriors one by one. That tall figure was smashed to pieces!

just for a moment,

'Inoue Candlelight' has advanced more than ten steps!
Countless ordinary warriors were buried under the supreme sword in his hands, among the shadow pythons circling around him!
The ghost samurai who followed Ping Lingsheng was ordered to rush towards Su Wu against the flow of people——

Su Wu's thoughts turned slightly, and the shadow pythons swimming around him suddenly sprouted horns, and turned into black dragons in an instant. The black dragons stood up and spit out balls of sticky black liquid!

The black liquid spread on every warrior who rushed towards Su Wu,

The strong cunning rhyme made these warriors instantly lose their fighting power!

Those ghost warriors who rushed towards Su Wu against the warrior group were also difficult to avoid, they were all wrapped in viscous black liquid and dragged into the shadow world!

Su Wu's figure disappeared in place.

Not long after,

He reappeared on the battlefield, and immediately after, the black dragon he was facing opened his mouth and spat out fragmented corpses, throwing them all at Ping Lingsheng's warrior group!
Those shattered corpses were the ghost warriors who challenged Su Wu earlier!
These people were suddenly killed by Su Wu, who returned to the shadows, and Li Gui, who was contained by him, either escaped, or was imprisoned by the soul-receiving rice, and stayed in the shadow world!
"Fierce God!"

"Extremely evil and fierce god - is he the reincarnation of Suzhan Mingzun?!"

"Suzhan Mingzun has come to the world!"

"Run away! Run away, everyone!"

The hasty call signs quickly erupted in the group of Heike warriors. The warriors who came towards Su Wu, after seeing Su Wu beheaded many of their colleagues effortlessly once again, their psychological defense finally Complete breakdown!

With the downfall of fighting spirit,

The result was that a large number of warriors kept turning and leaving the formation, like a flock driven by a shepherd, and fled in the opposite direction of 'Shepherd-Su Wu'!

The farther away from Su Wu, the better!
"Fate--"

'Fengshenmen' Kazama's forehead was sweating, and he immediately took out a shikigami order, and was about to summon the shikigami—however, just after he shouted two words, a tachi came from the sky, cut through the air, and cut through the air. Under the blessing of Wu's powerful energy, piercing through the layers of protection around Fengjian,
It pierced his forehead on the spot!
Kazama's eyes widened!

He fell to the ground with a face full of unwillingness!

He originally wanted to call the gods of the "Wind and Thunder God Gate" to help him—but it was too late to do so at this time, and he didn't invite anything in the end, so he died in a daze on an ordinary sword !
"Your Excellency, do you really want to kill them all?!"

It seems that in just a few moments, Ping Lingsheng felt that the situation had turned sharply at first, and then he realized that he was on the verge of extinction——

The remaining six ghost warriors surrounded him, but he didn't feel a sense of security, his body trembled slightly, and he looked solemnly at the tall figure who was walking a few steps away.

An extremely strong and strange rhyme drifted over from that figure, bringing the breath of death.

The shadows under the man's feet were distorted, as if they were gestating some kind of terrifying existence.

Hearing Ping Lingsheng's words, that tall figure - Su Wu stopped, the tip of the 'Dahongliantaizang' in his hand was slightly downward, he looked at Ping Lingsheng, and then turned to look at Ping Lingzi.

Ping Lingzi stared at Ping Lingsheng, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised, almost overflowing his eyes: "Kill him!

Your Excellency Inoue Tokuzhao, please help me kill my brother!
This is my only wish! "

Su Wu turned around and looked at Ping Lingsheng quietly.

Ping Lingsheng's face turned livid, and when his eyes fell on Ping Lingzi, he accumulated gushing anger. When his eyes turned to Su Wu, the anger disappeared, and he became humble and respectful again: "Befriend Ping Lingzi. You are of no use.

But if you make friends with me, Mrs. Ping, you will benefit endlessly! "

Su Wu heard the words and nodded.

Behind him, Ping Lingzi's face suddenly turned pale.

The corners of Ping Lingsheng's mouth curled up slightly,
Immediately afterwards, he heard Su Wu's question: "Why didn't you humbly please me from the beginning?"

What, what?
Ping Lingsheng looked blank.

The six ghost warriors who were protecting him just breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly raised their hearts to their throats——

"If you can keep a moderate attitude from the beginning,

The ending might be different..."

Swish!
The blossoming red lotus reflects the red long night!

The light of the knife turned into a shattered lotus, instantly sweeping over Ping Lingsheng and the ghost warriors who were protecting him!
The viscous black liquid continued to overflow from the shadows, turning into black arms, holding a pair of swords tightly, and slashed at the people wrapped in the 'Dahongliantaizang' from all directions!

The knife flashed across!
Heads fall!

In front of Su Wu, there were only corpses all over the ground, and in the distance there were Heike warriors fleeing desperately.

Ping Lingsheng's head rolled to the side of the thorny wooden cage, and Ping Lingzi burst into tears when he saw the second brother's head!
She squatted on the ground, crying silently.

But at this moment, an extremely strong sly rhyme spread out here, and in the dark sky, a blood-red full moon hung at some point, and the red light poured on Ping Lingzi's shoulder.

The icy cold voice full of fury rang in Ping Lingzi's ear: "Ping Lingzi——you actually ordered outsiders to kill your elder brother!

Damn you! "

Cruel moonlight gathered towards Ping Lingzi.

Crimson covered the nave and backyard of Zhaoti Temple.

The intense moonlight also fell on Su Wu's body, reflecting dazzling shadows, those shadows became more and more distorted, and the meaning of terror continued to emanate from the shadows on the ground——

At this moment, Su Wu's whole body was suddenly wrapped in shadow.

The next moment, his left hand, which was wrapped in shadow, dragged out an eight-foot-long pitch-black blade from the darkness!

As soon as this pitch-black sword was grasped by him, the shadows in the surroundings immediately returned to normal, together with the unstoppable charm of Su Wu's body, they all stopped at this moment!

He merged into the world of shadows,
The crimson moonlight then sprinkled into the shadow world.

Su Wu broke away from the shadow world, and he was already standing outside the thorny wooden cage that trapped Ping Lingzi. The 'Hei Ji Zang' in his hand suddenly cut through the thorny wooden cage, and also shattered the moonlight gathered around Ping Lingzi!

"You all must die!"

Furious shouts came from the surrounding diffused moonlight.

A corpse fell not far from the broken thorn cage, and under the gathering moonlight, dark red corpse wax was quickly precipitated. Immediately afterwards, the neck of the headless corpse was ablaze with blood!
The number one ghost samurai in Dongliu Island—Yasha Tsukiyomi—Tomomori Hei appeared from a completely burnt corpse!

He held Onikiri with both hands, the sword light like a waterfall of snow and the crimson moonlight swept towards Su Wu and Ping Lingzi who were a few steps away!

Ping Lingzi was entangled with the life-killing stone chains all over his body, so he couldn't exert the fierce power contained in him at all!

At this moment, a pitch-black python protruded from the shadows, rolled up Ping Lingzi's body, and dragged her to Su Wu's back.

At the same time, Su Wu's figure protruded forward, and the viscous black liquid kept rolling down his body, and the figure of 'Hei Ji Zang', which was tightly held by the shadow-wrapped hands, suddenly swelled——

The shape of the pitch-black eight-foot seedling knife was extended, and it grew to more than one foot long in an instant!
Ferocious bone spurs grew out of the blade, and the bone spurs continued to intertwine, turning into snow-white bone sickles!

On the back of the knife, human heads full of resentment and anger are layered and staggered, biting the back of the knife, causing the strange rhyme of the whole knife to burst out suddenly, and a fierce breath permeates the place, turning this place into a place like a guillotine in a trance !
The gray and blue rhyme coils around the middle and back yard of Zhaoti Temple,

Purple red veins wrapped around those human heads and bone spur sickles, and elongated the blade, making the whole blade look like a winding dragon snake!
Illusory arms, limbs, and human figures float in the gray-blue charms all around, which belong to the charm of "Black Jizo" and are embedded in the moonlight of "Tsukiyomi Yasha", and those illusory figures are clung to and entangled in the moonlight. , gradually approaching the scarlet full moon hanging from the highest point in the sky, a pair of bloody arms suddenly held up the blood-red moon!

Swish!
Hei Zhisheng held the 'Onikiri' with one blow!

The original supreme-level sword could cut through the sword of Rashomon-Rashomon, which is close to the ghost king level, but at this time it couldn't cut through the gray-blue ghostly rhyme densely covering the surroundings, and couldn't cut through the hands of Shituo ghost wrapping Su Wu's body!
Onikiri——The ability to cut and cut is invalid at this moment!

Hei Jizang inherited part of the 'deception of the Jade Mountain killing stone vein', and it is precisely because of this part of the cunning that the killing stone was cast, the Onikiri was ineffective against Su Wu's own cunning!

Facing the bursting knife light like a waterfall, Su Wu let go of Kurojizo's right hand, and his arm wrapped in shadow passed through the bursting knife light, and grabbed the 'Onikiri' blade!
clamp it tightly,

Don't move!

click!
The pitch-black arms wrapped around the 'Onikiri' made it difficult for Hiratomohiro to take the sword back even though he stirred it vigorously!
opposite,

Su Wu, who was half-wrapped in shadow, cast a cold look at him: "With this method, do you want to kill me?
Your sweet dreams come to an end—”

galla-

Onikiri was pulled over by Su Wu with one hand, driving Hiratomoori's figure to keep approaching Su Wu!

The ability of 'Tsukiyomi Yasha' is controlled by the gray-blue rhyme of 'Kurojizo'. At this moment, the moonlight can't pour down, and it can't do any harm to Su Wu!
On the other hand, Su Wu, who controlled Onikiri at this time,
The 'Black Jizo' held tightly by the ghost's hand stretched straight at this moment!

Scythe blades and ferocious heads are all over the place, and the extremely dangerous sword passes through the gray-blue ghostly rhyme silently, and sweeps towards Hei Zhisheng's neck!
Hei Zhisheng's eyes were horrified!
The fury on his face disappeared!
Full of moonlight floating!

Swish!
Hei Jizo cut his neck silently,

Cut it to pieces!

The severed corpse quickly turned into a headless human figure condensed with dark red corpse wax.

No head rolled down on the ground.

"Interesting!

Finally interesting! "

In the blood moon in the sky, Hei Zhisheng's slightly crazy voice came out.

　Recommend a fairy tale, it's very well written!

　
(End of this chapter)