Eighth Crown

"Yes!"

After Caster gave the order, the female ninja gave a short answer, then immediately spread out her body and rushed towards Treasure Court Yinshun from the front.

The two fought each other without saying a word, but just as Yinshun of Treasure Court felt, this female ninja was not actually a Servant. Although she was powerful for some reason, she was not his opponent.

However, on the way to the fight between the two, a figure in a cloak appeared on the field at an unknown time, and pulled out the sword in his hand, and slashed towards Yinshun of Treasure Court with a simple but indomitable momentum. go with.

"what?"

As soon as the opponent made a move, Yinshun of Treasure Court was shocked.

Because he has already reached the pinnacle of spear skills and is comparable to gods and Buddhas, he was able to discover how terrifying the swordsmanship of the swordsman who sneaked at him had reached.

It is rude to say that the other party has definitely stepped into the realm of kendo, a terrible swordsman, and he is a real swordsman.

In addition to him, the Caster also seems to be applying various augmentation techniques to the two people on the field, which makes the strength of the two of them rise visibly to the naked eye. Only when the two of them join forces can they compete with him, and it won't take long for them to be single-handedly. The level of being able to fight against him.

"Cut! I didn't expect that even if there were only three people left, it would be so difficult!"

Although Yinshun of Treasure Court has the intention to cut one or two people from the other party here, but if it goes on like this, I am afraid that none of the other party is dead, and he will return to the Heroic Spirit Throne first.

He immediately swept the spear in his hand, forced the cloak and the ninja to retreat, and then quickly retreated, trying to escape in the direction where Kotaro and Musashi left.

"Where are you going?"

But just as he turned around, another figure blocked his way.

Moreover, unlike the previous Caster, female ninja and cloaked man, the aura emanating from this person is almost bizarre to the extreme.

It was a young man with white hair, wearing a priest's uniform and a crucifix on his chest. He looked at Baozangyuan Yinshun's expression with extreme indifference, and his eyes became scarlet as if congested with blood. It still maintains a human form, but in the eyes of Treasure Court, it is no different from those weird.

"You are a Servant that I summoned with the Hexing Technique, so there is no reason to turn to others."

The white-haired youth slammed out the great sword in his hand, and the speed of the sword was not inferior to that of his servant. Unprepared, Yinshun of Treasure Court was instantly hit and slashed in the chest with a knife.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, the cloaked man who was forced to retreat quickly stepped forward and stabbed a knife into his heart from behind!

"Damn... there is still combat power... did you not appear..."

Yinshun of Treasure Court couldn't help but laugh bitterly, but he thought that the remaining fighting strength of the heroic swordsmen was only three people, but he didn't expect that so much power was hidden secretly.

"It's a pity... I couldn't convey this news to the Master... Please be careful, my Master!"

His spiritual core has been smashed, and he has no power to return to the sky. I only hope that his death can warn the master, be careful and vigilant, don't really think that the combat power here is greatly reduced, and there is no need to worry.

"Hey hey, hahahaha... In the end, you still can't escape the poor monk's palm, come on!"

Caster took a leisurely pace, jumped down from the attic, and came to the Treasure Court where the cloaked man's dagger pierced his chest.

Then he stretched out his hand, causing a dark wave of magic power to emerge in his hand, and was pushed into the body of the Treasure Court by his palm.

In an instant.

Before the Treasure Court returned to the Throne of Heroes, the endless killing intent enveloped his brain and spirit, tampering with his body, as if trying to degenerate him with some force.

"You bastard... don't you want to be next... er! Ugh... ah ah ah ah!!!"

Treasure Court came back to his senses, his eyes widened suddenly, and Caster's eyes were full of anger, but he was attacked by the force of slaughter without any resistance, tampering with his mind and body.

In the Tianshou Pavilion, there was only the scream full of struggle and pain, which echoed there for a long time.

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"Eh? Eh?! What happened?"

In the Geisha Hotel, Tatsuka Fujimaru and Kiyohime, the proprietress Kotama, who were brought back by Kotaro and Musashi, especially Tatsuka Fujimaru, whose back was completely soaked in blood, suddenly showed a frightened look on their faces.

"Madam, please get some dressing medicines immediately!"

"Oh... oh, I see!"

Kotaro put Fujimaru Rika facing the tatami, lying down on the futon, and the proprietress took the knife, pulled out the dagger from her back, put medicine on her wound, and bandaged it tightly.

"Huh... Fortunately, Xiaoyu, I have the foresight to prevent some guests from getting drunk and getting hurt. I have prepared medicines in the hotel."

It wasn't until Fujimaru Rika's wound was bandaged that Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, her hands on her hips, and a proud look appeared on her face.

The part of the knife in the middle is only close to the abdomen, and it may be stuck in the stomach and other places. Although a lot of blood has been lost, it should not be life-threatening.

"That's great. In this way, when the Master wakes up, he can also use the function of the magic dress to heal himself. At least there is no need to worry about the safety of his life."

Fengmo Xiaotaro then walked in from outside the room, and his face suddenly relaxed when he saw this. Before, he walked out of the room to avoid suspicion. All the dressing of the wound was handed over to Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is someone you can trust. Master is not good.

At this moment, Musashi walked in silently from outside the house, and the expression on his face was inexplicably heavy.

"Your Excellency Musashi? What's wrong?" Kotaro asked her.

"Your Excellency Yinshun...he didn't catch up."

Musashi rubbed the hilt of the Myojin cut at his waist, and with a look that could not see the joy or anger, he told Fuuma Kotaro the news.

Kotaro reacted instantly.

Then, the room fell into silence.

It has been half an hour since they escaped from the Tianshou Pavilion. However, Yinshun of the Treasure Court has not returned until now. He is not the kind of person who escaped but did not come to see the situation of the master. There is no reason to appear until now. I am afraid Mostly by accident.

"!? Evil spirit!"

But right after that, before the two of them felt sad, they sensed some kind of evil atmosphere and were approaching the hotel quickly.

The two immediately came to the long street in front of the hotel, ready to go, planning to meet the incoming heroic swordsman.

And soon saw the real body of the attacking opponent.

At this moment, the two of them opened their eyes wide, and then their faces invariably showed oozing anger.

"Uh... ah, kill! Kill them all! With my legacy of killing, I will wipe out the enemy for my lord!"

Approaching this hotel in a state close to madness, exuding amazing evil and demonic nature, it is the monk who has distorted the spiritual foundation and tampered with the spirit - Treasure House Yinshun.

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