I studied beheading in a mental institution

Wearing a black kimono, Haruki Amamiya stood quietly in the torrential rain with a long knife in his hand, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the terrifying giant shadow on the mountain top under the rain curtain.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the salty blood filled his mouth in an instant. He lowered his head and pointed at the [Yubeng] in his hand, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, which was mixed with the surrounding rainwater and adsorbed on the surface of the blade. Weird blood red.

He turned the blade, pointed at the puddles gathered under his feet, and stabbed hard!

In the reflection of the water surface under his feet, a white-clothed and white-haired sword spirit, also holding a [Yubeng], pierced the water surface at the same time as Amamiya Haruki, and the shadows of the two long swords overlapped immediately.

boom--! !

The invisible air wave erupted with Haruki Amamiya as the center, and the blood-stained black kimono was blown loudly in the rain. His black hair began to turn paler visible to the naked eye, and an indescribable charm emerged from those pair of clothes. It radiated from the cold eyes.

The sword soul in the reflection of the puddle began to merge with the shadow of Amamiya Haruki.

Haruki Amamiya took a deep breath, pulled out [Yubeng] from the puddle instantly, stepped on the ground with both feet, his figure flashed into the reflection of a raindrop, and moved towards the corpse god on the top of the mountain at an astonishing speed. go!

Seeing this scene, Furuhara Yoshiki opened his mouth in shock.

At this moment, Yurina on the side bit her lips, quickly put the wooden box behind her back, grabbed his wrist, and ran down the mountain.

"Let's go!" In the heavy rain, Yurina's eyes were full of sadness and determination, "Brother Amamiya has entered the state of Rain God. If we stay here for a second, he will burn a lot of life! Go!"

Under Yurina's drag, Furuhara Yoshiki could only quickly change direction and gallop quickly.

Yurina reached into her bosom, took out a blue-gray game controller, and quickly pressed a series of buttons with her fingers:

Up, down, left, right, left, right BABA.

When the last button was pressed, the blue-gray gamepad turned into a gleam of light, rushed somewhere in the sky, and disappeared into the rain.

E-level props, [paging handle].

……

the other side of the mountain.

Hoshimi Shota stood up from the rain coughing, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the black-clothed figure fearlessly rushing up the mountain.

"Amiya?" He widened his eyes, "Is he crazy? How dare he fight that thing with a Fujin knife alone?! Wu Ji! Quick! Let's help him!"

Hoshimi Shota didn't hesitate at all, with the red long knife on his waist, he was about to rush towards the top of the mountain quickly.

He had just taken two steps when the slim figure in scarlet feathers stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Shota, it's too dangerous for you to go." Wu Ji stared at Hoshimi Shota earnestly with those coquettish eyes, "Although you are my sword master, you are just an ordinary high school student. , will drag you into a situation beyond redemption."

"But I can't leave him alone!"

"He did this to let you escape here safely. If you turn back, everything he has done will be meaningless."

Wu Ji looked at Hoshimi Shota's face full of struggles, with a gentle look on her face, she held Shota's palm, and said softly: "Shota, don't you want to know why I must recognize you as the sword master?" ?

If you can run down the mountain in 10 minutes, I'll tell you... If you don't, you will be punished for going back.

This is our game today. "

Wu Ji let go of Xiangta's palm, and took two steps back. She stood quietly in the rain, with the scarlet feathers fluttering in the wind, she smiled slightly.

"So, my sword master, Hoshimi Shota... are you ready to start today's game?"

Hoshimi Shota stared blankly at her for a moment, then turned his head to look at the figure in black who was about to reach the top of the mountain, with unprecedented entanglement in his eyes, finally he made up his mind, turned around and rushed down the mountain.

"I will protect myself." Hoshimi Shota's voice came through the rain, "You have to bring Amamiya with you and come back alive!"

Seeing the figure of Hoshimi Shota rushing down the mountain crazily, the smile on Wu Ji's face became more and more intense. She turned around and looked at the terrifying giant figure on the top of the mountain, the smile on her face gradually subsided.

With a cold snort, she stomped on the ground with both feet, directly shattering a large area of ​​the mountain, and her figure blasted towards the top of Mount Fuji like a cannonball.

……

on top of the mountain.

The black corpse god that covered the sky and the sun faced the direction where the few people were fleeing, and the terrifying divine power surged through the gap, as if it was about to burst out in the next moment.

At this moment, a drop of rain fell directly in front of the Corpse God, and in the curved reflection, a figure in black was rapidly zooming in!

Chong——!

A dark blue knife light cut out from the rain, and accurately chopped on the jaw of the corpse god's head. The nearby rainwater rolled back around the knife light, turning into a giant rain dragon that soared into the sky, roaring out!

This knife directly chopped off the corpse god's head, and the red thread of destruction just burst out from the gap, and flew up to the sky by rubbing against the mountain, splitting the distant city wreckage and the sky into two, and exploded with a roar The sound echoed across the sky.

The white-haired Haruki Amamiya holds the knife in both hands, his body is half suspended in the sky, the blade is aimed at the head of the corpse god, and cuts down again!

Boom! !

The corpse god's right hand whizzed and slapped on Amemiya Haruki's body at a speed that the naked eye couldn't catch. The huge palm like a building accumulated air, made a low explosion, and smashed it directly between the broken mountains under his feet!

Amamiya Haruki clenched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, so that [Yu Beng] could not be shaken out. His back smashed through the mountain, and he spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly, his face was extremely pale.

If he hadn't become one with the sword soul and entered the state of rain god, this blow would have killed him.

Before Amemiya Haruki climbed out from the mountain, the Corpse God raised his paws that covered the sky and slammed down on the broken soil on him again, as if he wanted to trample a humble and small ant to death. .

A scarlet figure swiftly swept across the sky!

Wu Ji's fist pierced through the rain curtain in an instant, and blasted towards the foot of the corpse god. The tip of the fist hit the surface of the skin flowing with black liquid, making a loud sound of metal and iron, and at the same time, a wave of air visible to the naked eye came from the fist. And rushing out between the feet!

The ground under Wu Ji's feet exploded!

The white and slender palm unexpectedly held the corpse god's giant foot that covered the sky and the sun. The scarlet feathers on Wu Ji's body danced wildly in the strong wind. Out of high spirited fighting spirit!

In an instant, Wu Ji's fist actively moved down half a point, leaving a slight gap with the corpse god's giant foot, and then punched again.

Boom-! !

This punch shook the corpse god's body backwards. It lifted the soles of its feet and stepped back on the mountain, barely stabilizing its huge figure.