The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 168 The Old Bug Must Die
"As ordered!"

Although his words were obedient, Lu Bu never lowered his proud head. He suddenly raised Fang Tian's painting halberd, and turned around to look at the disgusting swarm of insects around him.

Lu Bu, whose face was covered by the silver armor, couldn't see the expression on his face, but from his voice, he could hear his extreme dissatisfaction with the environment in front of him: "Demons and ghosts, dare to be presumptuous!"

Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was a full foot long, suddenly slashed towards the surroundings, and the extremely violent spiritual power formed huge explosion waves one by one, and the blood-red spiritual power suddenly flung towards the basement like chains.

Countless ferocious and disgusting swarms of insects were instantly annihilated under this Fang Tian painting halberd!
The bugs didn't even have time to escape or neigh, they were smashed to pieces by the blood-red spiritual power, leaving no bones left!
Wang Huan looked at this scene indifferently, and didn't put down much pressure. How could one of the strongest martial spirits in the soul suppressing general be weak.

He was quickly thinking about plans one by one in his mind, trying to make full use of this half hour.

Matou dirty inkstone?

Hehe... How could this old bug who made Wang Huan use up a chance to summon him without paying the price!

Sakura in her arms stopped crying completely. She rubbed her big blue eyes in disbelief. Seeing the terrifying and disgusting swarm of insects disappear completely in the basement, she hugged Wang Huan even tighter.

Are you dreaming?
If this is a dream, it's best never to wake her up.

"I told you, don't be afraid." Wang Huan felt the emotion of the little girl in his arms, and comforted him softly.

He hugged Ying and followed behind Lu Bu.

Lu Bu looked at the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand, feeling that his strength had been weakened a lot: "...have you been suppressed..."

Lu Bu seemed very dissatisfied with his blow.

He shook his head slightly, and suddenly raised Wang Huan with his free hand.

Ying, who was thrown into the air, let out an exclamation, but Wang Huan, who sensed what Lu Bu wanted to do, slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, the relationship between Wang Huan and Lu Bu is equivalent to the short-term relationship between the spirit sender and the guardian spirit, and their hearts are connected.

Lu Bu actually came, so naturally his mount would not fall down.

Just as the bodies of Wang Huan and Ying were thrown into the air by Lu Bu, on the flat ground in the basement, the blood-red spiritual power gushing from Lu Bu's body suddenly condensed into a BMW like a fire dragon.

This horse was almost two feet tall from head to tail, and a foot taller from hooves to neck. It could no longer be regarded as a human horse.

Its whole body is as magnificent as a fiery ruby, and its red color is as charcoal without a single hair.

Lu Bu is among the people, and the red rabbit among the horses!
Under the baptism of the spiritual power of the underworld, with the growth of the master, Chitu's own ability has also been greatly improved.

With a thunderous sound of hoofbeats, Lu Bu suddenly got on the horse, and Wang Huan, who was holding Ying in his arms, also landed on Chitu at this moment.

The red rabbit jumped up suddenly, as if flying into the sea, Lu Bu raised Fang Tian's painted halberd, and cut through the surrounding area.

bang bang bang! ! !
The basement collapsed in an instant, and countless rubble rolled down. At this moment, the walls of the basement of the old house could no longer support its weight.

Chitu took Wang Huan and the others out of the basement suddenly.

Gallop thousands of miles to shake dust, cross water and climb mountains to open purple fog!

Looking at the galloping red rabbit horse, Wang Huan couldn't help but think of all kinds of monsters he had seen before.

This red rabbit should already be considered a fetish.

The stairs next to the basement, just now, Matou Zouken who walked up the stairs suddenly widened his eyes, and he felt the disappearance of a large number of insects he raised.

The worm room that was originally intended to be used for various rituals was suddenly destroyed at this moment!
What happened?
Shouldn't there be only Sakura in there?
Based on that helpless little girl, shouldn't she obediently accept the abuse from the bugs and wait for his transformation?

The old monster who had lived for more than 200 years felt a mortal crisis at this moment. Relying on the fear of death for many years, he relied on his intuition to step back instantly.

However, at this moment, the wall in front of him suddenly collapsed, and a tall mount brought three figures to Jiantong Zouyan.

A cold light suddenly flashed in front of Jiantong Zouyan, so fast that it was impossible to avoid it.

Lu Bu didn't even look at who was in front of him. He swung Fang Tian's painted halberd, waiting for another dead soul to appear under it.

However, Jiantong Zouyan's face was not panicked, Fang Tian's painting halberd passed through his body, but there was no flash of blood, and Jiantong Zouyan's body turned into a bunch of worms.

Lu Bu frowned slightly, although a large number of insects died in the body pierced by Fang Tian's painting halberd, but the other insects re-formed into the figure of Jiantong Zouyan not far away.

Looking at this withered and rotten old man, Lu Bu glanced at Wang Huan behind him.

Sakura looked at Jiantong Zouyan in fear, tightly clutching Wang Huan's skirt, not daring to let go, her body trembling a little.

Wang Huan patted the little girl's head lightly, saving Sakura was just a matter of convenience, but facing the old bug in front of him who forced him to use a summoning opportunity, Wang Huan looked coldly at Matou Zouyan opposite.

This old fellow, who has harmed countless people, deserves to die long ago.

Looking at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in the Jiantong family's mansion, Jiantong Zouyan's deeply sunken eyes sparkled, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He looked at Wang Huan who was holding Sakura. Even Zouken Matou, who had lived for more than 200 years and knew many things, could not understand the current situation.

Without the wave of magic, without the spell, how did this person appear here?

Heroic Spirit?

No, the one holding the strange weapon looks like a heroic spirit, but the one holding Sakura is undoubtedly a human being.

"Who are you? Young man, what's the matter, you can talk about it, if you want that little girl, take it away." Jiantong Zouyan was surprisingly easy to talk to at this moment.

Anyone who knew him well would feel incredible at this moment, this old guy who almost never suffers is insidious and cunning, no one dares to underestimate him.

But at this time, Tong Zunyan looked into the depths of Wang Huan's eyes with uncontrollable fear.

It was like a worm saw a natural enemy, this inexplicable feeling made Matou Zouken, who was so eager for immortality, just want to escape here quickly.

But...he couldn't escape.

Wang Huan's eyes were full of holy light, staring at this Jiantong Zunyan, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Wang Huan tapped the corner of his mouth lightly: "Want to escape? I saw your real body."

Matou Zouken broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"Old bug, you must die." Wang Huan said calmly, remembering this slogan that was chanted by many people.

Matou Zouken, in the Fourth Holy Grail War, although he may not be a direct opponent, but it is one of the disgusting behind-the-scenes conspiracies that cannot be ignored.

Saving those who should be saved and killing those who deserve to die, for Wang Huan, who has no regrets in his life, there is no reason to do these things.

In Wang Huan's eyes, Matou Zouyan's body was completely composed of worms, and there was a brain worm as the core that was constantly changing its position.

But Wang Huan's eyes infused with holy light can see all falsehoods clearly.

And beside him, there happened to be enough power to destroy these.

Lv Bu, who couldn't bear it for a long time, suddenly smiled grimly. Through the temporary close connection with Wang Huan, he saw what Wang Huan saw.

Chitu charged suddenly, and Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced through like a shooting star with huge blood-red spiritual power.

　Now that I have come to the Fourth World War, Master Chong will not die again, I always feel that something is missing, laugh, and I will try my best to write new ideas in the plot later, please vote~
　　
　
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