Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

Noticing that the secretary's eyes were focused on himself, Imura quickly realized what he was thinking.

"Hey hey, is that so?"

"I have to say, you really chose a good opponent."

Nodding, the secretary also generously admitted.

"Of course, persimmons should be picked softly."

Although he had never heard similar words before, Imura understood the meaning immediately.

I was underestimated by the secretary.

"you wanna die!"

His brows were tightly wrinkled, and his pupils were bloodshot.

Without waiting for Shang Yuan to speak, he rushed directly towards the secretary.

"Blood ghost art, poisonous shuriken."

The clenched fists opened at once, and Senbai's bones broke through the scales on the surface, forming rings one by one.

On the outside of the ring, there are some sharp thorns.

Judging by the red and green color of the small thorn, it is obvious that it is highly poisonous.

With a strong swing, the bony shuriken cut through the air and flew towards the secretary at a very fast speed.

As soon as his eyes were fixed, the secretary made his own reaction.

As the sun wheel knife was clenched tightly in his hand, a faint red light shone on it.

Unlike when the ghosts of Imura activated their abilities, the light on the Hikari Saber did not give people the feeling of bloody, evil, or alien.

On the contrary, it is a kind of majestic, magnificent, dazzling and warm feeling.

He knife!

After releasing He Dao, the secretary just stood there and brushed a few sword flowers.

Only a few ping-pong sounds were heard, and all the shurikens were cut off and split into several pieces.

Under the effect of high temperature, the toxins covered on it have no effect at all.

As the red and green mist dissipated, only a faint pungent smell remained in the air.

His attack was so easily resolved, no matter how rampant Imura was, he couldn't help but choose to postpone it.

"This guy is really amazing."

Although the secretary seemed to be standing casually, in his own eyes, he didn't show any flaws.

No matter which direction or what kind of attack he launches, he will resist it.

For a while, the scene fell into silence.

Seeing that Imura didn't do anything, Shang Yuanyi couldn't sit still.

Originally, there was some guilt in his heart, for being lonely for letting Di Cai down.

After seeing that Imura's attack failed, he felt a little joy in his heart.

If he could defeat the Secretary, would it prove that he was stronger than Imura?

At that time, Master Di Cai, who cherishes talent, may not care about his previous mistakes.

Even, there is a possibility to go further.

Thinking of this, Shang Yuanyi also activated his own blood ghost technique.

"Blood ghost art, dance of thousands of fans."

The big eyes in the center of the fan closed slowly, and then opened instantly.

The red mist of the big canopy sprayed out from it, covering the surrounding area.

"Sir, I don't know this trick, can you block it?"

Shang Yuanyi's voice sounded in the fog, like a dream, making people unable to find a specific direction.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked towards the secretary.

One, two, three...

In just a few seconds, dozens of figures of Shang Yuanyi appeared around the secretary, completely surrounding him.

"From previous battles, I already know that your strength, sir, cannot be underestimated."

"Especially vision, it can easily capture our attack trajectory."

One of them, Shang Yuan, spoke, and then another added.

"Unfortunately, I developed this trick specifically for people with excellent eyesight."

Grinning, he raised the fan in his hand up to the top of his head.

"Feel it well, which one is the real me!"

As he shouted, the eyes on the fan kept moving.

A little bit of light condensed in the pupils, as if gathering some powerful energy.

At this time, Shang Yuanyi noticed the opening and closing of the secretary's lips.

"Guan, gong, door, front, play, big, knife."

Coupled with the slightly sarcastic expression of the secretary, Shang Yuanyi couldn't bear it.

Imura's missed attack can be attributed to the fact that he underestimated the secretary.

Then I already attached great importance to the secretary, and I was still underestimated by the other party.

"Humph!"

After a cold snort, feeling that the energy had been accumulated enough, Shang Yuanyi slapped it hard.

All of a sudden, beams of light the size of an ordinary person's arm flew out of the pupils, and blasted at the secretary in unison.

The dense number has completely blocked all his evasion routes.

At the same time, the Secretary also noticed the strangeness of the ground under his feet.

Along with the slight tremor of the ground, something seemed to break out of the ground.

Looking aside from the corner of his eye, Imura's figure had disappeared at some point.

Only in place, leaving a big pit that can accommodate one person.

"Blood ghost art, earth light poisonous dragon drill!"

Amidst a burst of clattering, the ground was split open instantly, revealing Imura's terrifying face.

Taking advantage of Shang Yuanyi's attack, he unexpectedly launched another sneak attack.

The arms were twisted, and the tip turned into a drill-like shape.

Presumably, he relied on this to dig the ground forward.

Just taking a look at the rapidly spinning front end, the Secretary had no doubt that if this blow was successful, it would be enough to severely damage the column.

It has to be said that Imura is worthy of being called the God of Ninja, and the timing of seizing the opportunity is quite good.

When the Secretary's attention was focused on Shang Yuanyi, he chose to attack from under the imperceptible ground.

On the ground, Shang Yuanyi's pupil beams had blocked the secretary.

Under the ground, Shang Yuanyi, who was attacking secretly, was full of confidence.

Taking out any attack casually requires Zhu to go all out.

The joint attack of two ghosts is not as simple as "one plus one".

It can be said that this situation is a must for most players in the history of the Ghost Killing Team.

Laughing wildly, Imura shouted like crazy.

"Let me see your true strength, Secretary!"

"You do not deserve."

The secretary smiled, even in this situation, he still smiled.

"This move is enough."

After all, he closed his eyes.

"There is a saying in the world, those who are as timid as a mouse will do things like sneak attacks."

"The old man once said that those who are afraid in their hearts will do the act of illusion."

"Light is upright and majestic, and those who are like the scorching sun have no fear and no regrets."

He muttered some words that ordinary people couldn't understand, and at the same time, the secretary held up the sun wheel saber in his hand.

With the turning of his body, his figure seemed to disappear from the sight of the two ghosts.

Time, at this moment, seemed to freeze.

Only a faint voice resounded in the ears of Shang Yuanyi and Imura.

"The breath of the sun, the shape of the twelve, and the dance of flames."