The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Yiji, why the envoy of the Moon City appeared here is no longer within the scope of his consideration. It is not an existence that can be negotiated. Whether it is a threat or a compromise, it is meaningless to her.

The people of the moon will not bow their heads to the people on the ground, nor will they show mercy to the people on the ground, and Wu Ye is no longer the child who needs to hide in the gap and can't do anything.

So, there is only one thing he has to do now——

"Knock down all the opponents in front of you like an idiot. This is the least efficient but the easiest way, um--thinking about it carefully, I still can't understand how the brain circuit of Reimu's guy works."

"What are you talking about?" Yiji frowned. Even though she was born in the Moon City and had never experienced the war of the Age of Gods, she could clearly feel the power of the gun in Takeya's hand. The fear that runs deep in the soul.

"Don't mind, it's just me talking to myself." After the words fell, Wu Ye's sharp gun roared out, dyeing the sky red in an instant.

Chapter 71 From Hard Victories

"Hoo, hoo, cough cough cough——!"

Scarlet blood droplets burst out from between the fingers, and Yiji stroked her undulating chest, taking a long time to calm down.

"Honestly, you... really surprised me."

Two different colors were intertwined on the blood-stained long dress, and Yi Ji had to lean her sword on the ground to stabilize her figure. That miserable appearance was even more embarrassing than when she was fighting Yakumo Zi.

Closing her left eye, which was gradually stained with blood, Yi Ji stared at the fallen shadow on the cracked ground with her slightly tired right eye.

The kid's graffiti-like cloak was torn off, and half of his sneaking mask was destroyed. I don't know what the hell the guy is going to do with these meaningless things in the end.

As strong as Yi Ji, it was obvious that the cloak and mask were just props for hiding their identities, and they didn't have any special power in themselves.

But... well, no matter how powerful they are, they are still earthlings.

"Although the way of fighting is exactly the same as that of monsters, the amazing strength is not something that mere monsters can have. It's really a mistake not to be able to ask your name—"

Yi Ji took tired steps, dragging the sword of red flames and approaching Wu Ye little by little: "It's an honor, people on the earth, to be able to hurt us who are gods with such a humble body, even if this honor After death, it can also be a good topic of conversation in hell... Forget it, can't you hear it already?"

Even though she respected her, it was not Yiji's habit to be merciful. With her sword in hand, she didn't intend to give the other party any chance to breathe.

boom--!

Yiji slashed down with a sword, and the shattered ground was once again covered by endless smoke and dust, but at this moment, her left eye, which was originally closed, opened suddenly, and the instinct as a swordsman told her that the blow just now Definitely missed it.

"Secret Sword—" a ghostly light tweed rang in my ears.

"Behind it...?!" After a moment of astonishment, Yi Ji turned her sword around, dispelling the smoke and dust, and at the same time burning everything in sight with flames, but no one was caught in the fiery sea of ​​flames.

Got it!

Even though she never thought that she would miss, Yiji still had to admit that this impossible "miracle" had indeed appeared in front of her.

It was an indescribable feeling of disharmony, like a misplaced comic book, Yiji couldn't understand at all, how to achieve the same breath appearing in two places at the same time, it is no longer a word "fast" It can be explained.

Just like now, she can clearly feel that at this moment, at this moment, behind her, there are three sword cuts falling at the same time.

"Yan back!"

Yi Ji was completely hit by the powerful three swords on her unsuspecting back, and the blood-stained body glimpsed out of the corner of her eye was waving a sword instead of the gun she had been guarding all along.

So the random gun at the beginning was a feint?You despicable terrestrial, you actually planned to fool me from the beginning, but...it is really beautiful.

Yiji's body fell forward slowly, and the corners of her mouth were unconsciously pursed, as if showing a relieved expression, but in the next second, her closed eyes opened again, and suddenly burst out more than ever before. To frightening light.

"Don't underestimate the gods, you bastard! You are mere earthlings!!!"

The body that should have been unable to continue fighting seemed to recover in an instant, no, it should be said to have become stronger, Yi Ji was wrapped in violent spiritual power, which was not only the armor to protect her, but also used for fighting arms.

The flaming sword that swept everything swung from top to bottom, and in Yi Ji's eyes, Wu Ye once again made a deja vu gesture.

coming--!

Yi Ji swung her sword into the air, and Wu Ye disappeared again, but she never let go. The bonus of the gods and her amazing fighting talent made her adapt to this incomprehensible phenomenon in a very short period of time.

The sword that was swung down did not retract immediately, but followed the trajectory of the force and turned around behind him.

Now that the eyes and senses can no longer be relied on, let the intuition guide the body!

There was obviously no one behind him, but just as Yiji's sword was turning, Wu Ye's figure appeared strangely, the space did not change, the atmosphere did not explode, as if it should have appeared there in the first place.

Although I don't understand how the other party did it, Yiji can't care so much at the moment. When Wu Ye is caught, her serious face shows a triumphant wildness.

"caught you!"

Wu Ye, who had bumped into the opponent's sword himself, was even more surprised. Yi Ji's daunting fighting talent was incomparable among all the people Wu Ye had seen, except for Reimu.

But, unfortunately——

"what?!"

Yi Ji's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, the slaying sword was once again missed.

Wu Ye's figure was like a broken picture, when Yi Ji's sword edge crossed the space, he appeared in the original position again.

The unpretentious long sword was divided into three again, and there was a non-fatal wound on the left shoulder, right shoulder and lower abdomen at the same time.

This guy……

This time Yiji couldn't continue to stand up again, endless doubts accompanied by the deep humiliation plunged her eyes into darkness.

thump--

After Yi Ji, Wu Ye finally couldn't force himself any more, his feet softened and fell to the ground, gasping for breath. The feeling of escaping from the dead was a lot. After the mental tension faded, the physical pain was like The returning tide of the sea almost drowned Wu.