Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The world in the eyes of Yu Zhonglian and others changed color in an instant.

The palace was full of blood, and everyone's appearance was completely different from his appearance in this world.

But everyone can clearly understand each other.

Wearing hunting clothes, the royal chain with a high crown; Fujiwara, who looks like a wild savage; a golden body with a wide face and hanging ears, and a nine-headed dragon in the form of Buddha; Tsuchimikado Shingo; and Asakura Tetsu who looked like an uncertain flame.

This is the first time for several people to step out of the world and step into the other side.

Asakang Tetsu looked left and right excitedly, and after a while he was surprised by his body again.

"Here is the other end?" Asakang Tetsu's elegant voice came out from a ball of flames.

"Be careful!" Nine-headed Dragon Liu Yan yelled, stepped several meters in one step, and came to Ma Cangzhe's side.

Push it forward, and both fall to the ground at the same time.

"Humph~!"

A cold snort came from behind Asakang Tetsu, and he turned his head to see a warrior wearing a large armor was slowly sheathing his sword.

"God?"

Fujiwara waited for a while and said calmly: "Sure enough, it is a degenerate deity. Did you assassinate Pin?"

What answered him was the long sword in the hands of the samurai.

The long knife was thrown forward without any reason, aiming at Fujiwara Tobi's heart.

Although it is extremely difficult for Fujiwara to be on the other side—he needs to burn the little life left every moment to maintain the consumption of being on the other side.

But he didn't regret it at all. After the pin died, he had long wanted to follow in her footsteps.

It is the obsession to find the murderer and give blood for blood that has supported his activities until now.

So now he has no fear, facing the blade of the Japanese sword and rushing forward.

"No, Patriarch Fujiwara." Yu Zhonglian exclaimed, his best friend had died just now, and he didn't want to see another minister of state die in front of his eyes.

"In the name of my Yu Zhonglian, Budu Yuhun God listened to my order and summoned me."

Ka~ka~!Ka~!

A dazzling thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the dark blood-colored world, and lightning bolts as thick as bowls struck down one after another.

A god surrounded by thunder is stepping out of the thunderbolt.

This deity held a long lightning sword in his hand and wore warrior armor, which was almost exactly the same as the transcendent strongman who attacked them.

Except for one person whose whole body is plain, and the other person is filled with the light of thunder.

"The main body is the long knife in front of you?" Looking around at the enemy, Yu Zhonglian asked Budu Yuhun God who came through the sky with uncertainty: "What is this god? Do you know?"

Budu Yuhunshen's eyes swept across like electricity, and he replied blankly.

"This is the favorite sword of Sanguizi Suzhan Mingzun, the Ten Fist Sword. I didn't expect that after he was corrupted by the poison of the void, he would end up in the gap between this world and Gao Tianyuan."

"It's really unpredictable that you can meet today."

Chapter 44 The Sword Cuts the Country

"Ten Fist Sword?"

Yu Zhonglian didn't have time to be surprised, because Fujiwara was already fighting with the ten-fist sword warrior with a bone club in his hand.

Ten fists and swords are in a peaceful manner, and each move is smooth and smooth, neither fast nor slow.

As for Fujiwara, the bone stick opened and closed, and there was a sound of wind and thunder when it was swung.

But no matter how powerful and fast he used, he still couldn't break through the blade of the Ten Fist Sword, instead he was pushed hard step by step and lost the wind.

"Ah~!"

Fujiwara waited for a loud roar, and jumped back two steps abruptly, distanced himself from the Ten Fist Sword.

Countless sweat poured down like rain, breathing heavily and orderly.

"Quick support." Seeing that Fujiwara's ratio was not in good shape, Yu Zhonglian shouted and jumped up.

In a flash of thunder, it completely changed its form.

The toga on his body turned into a thick metal armor, and the crescent-shaped helmet covered his face.

"Patriarch Yuzhong, I'll help you." Budu Yuhunshen only turned into a ray of lightning and fell into Yuzhonglian's hands.

"Hey~!"

Yu Zhonglian yelled, and his body turned into a straight lightning bolt, which instantly crossed countless distances.

Towards the warrior transformed by the ten-fist sword, he slashed down brazenly.

At the same time, Fujiwara waited for another loud shout, his muscles swelled, his veins were exposed, and countless sweat came out of his head like steam.

Boom boom boom~!

Like a savage, Fujiwara rushed forward in big strides. Every step made the ground tremble and the sand and stones jumped.

At the same time, his body is getting taller and bigger.