The hunted Yuan Boya [Comprehensive]

Boya clearly treated the scar on Sanri Yuezong's face when he got it in before, but at this moment, the scar reappeared on his face, arrogantly showing its existence.

"It's just an abandoned Fusangshen who actually scratched my face—"

A voice full of hatred and anger sounded from one side, and it was only then that Boya noticed that there was a girl in a beautiful dress standing in the center of the crowd.

Her face is so beautiful that it seems that she has been favored by the heavens. Just looking at her, one can't help but marvel at how human beings have such amazing looks.

Her appearance, even if compared to the incarnation of Sanri Yuezong known as "the most beautiful sword in the world", is not inferior in the slightest.

However, at this moment, this beauty was destroyed by the wound on his face.

On her cheek, there appeared a scar that was almost identical to that of Sanri Yuezong, like a mirror image. People who saw this scar couldn't help gasping, heartbroken that such a beautiful appearance was destroyed.

"San Ri Yue Zong is close, this kind of hatred can only be eliminated with a sword!"

Before the words fell, a curse seal was already formed in the hand of Chang Qiane, the curse seal rolled with silver-purple arcs, swimming like a snake spewing letters, and the spiritual power condensed on it made everyone around to eliminate demons The teachers were secretly amazed.

Dechang Qiane, the eldest lady of the Dechang clan, is probably not much less powerful than her brother, the patriarch of the Dechang clan, Dechang Jingsi.

"Wait a minute." Boya took a step forward, stopping in front of Chang Chie. "This Ji Jun, I think there may be some misunderstanding between you and my knife."

He didn't intend to confront the Chang family head-on.

"Your sword?" Chang Qiane looked the young man in front of him up and down, and after finding out that the other party was just a little-known samurai, a bit of disdain appeared at the end of her eyes: "I didn't expect that I would take Sanriyue Zong near After throwing it away, there are still people picking up the leaks, and they don’t think that what they got is a defective product.”

Sanri Yuezong didn't speak a word.He pursed his lips silently, his face sank slightly, and a stern look flashed in his crescent-like eyes.

He will never forget the treatment he experienced after being awakened by this god judge...

"Is it actually Sanri Yuezongjin? It's really an uncomfortable knife." The girl who was as beautiful as a fairy said with a smile, pulled out his body, and then left deep and visible scars on his face one by one. scars.

"Anyway, it's just an ornamental knife, and it's useless. I... hate you the most. It's just empty, but you get praise beyond your strength." The girl said this, while bringing Mikazuki Zong closer to you. gave up.

After accepting Boya's hand, he originally thought that such scars had disappeared, but he didn't expect that it was not just a superficial scar at all, but... a spell.

As long as the spell is not lifted, such scars will remain on his body forever.

The sticky blood on his face reminded Sanri Yue Zongjin of everything he had experienced. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and killing intent began to spread in the air.

"Ah, ah, this situation is quite surprising." Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced playfully between the three of them, "I really didn't expect that this young lady is actually your former master of Sankazuki. What about such a touching scene, wouldn't it be nice to use a knife or a gun?"

Even though he said so, his hand was on the hilt of the knife, and with a soft sound, the knife was slightly pushed out, and the blade flashed a stream of sharp killing.

"Defective product?" Boya didn't seem to feel the tense atmosphere in the air, but rather disagreed with Chang Chie's words, "For swords and warriors, scars on swords are not considered "flaws." 'ah."

"Besides, the one who treats the sword maliciously is Ji Jun." Boya's face darkened, and there was a bit of blade-like sharpness in his brows and eyes.

"The people of the Zichang clan don't need useless things——Sanri Yuezong is useless as an ornamental knife at all. In this case, it's better to destroy it..."

"Mikazuki, give me your body." Boya interrupted Chang Chie's words abruptly.

Sanri Yuezong was stunned for a moment, "His Royal Highness Boya..."

"Give me your body." Boya said without refusal.

"Boya, what are you going to do?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked curiously, not thinking of Boya's intentions.

"Didn't this Ji Jun say that Sankai Yuezong is a useless sword? Then—let's prove it here." Boya suppressed the anger that was surging in his heart, "Except for the abandoned Sankai Yuezong, Ji Jun's There should be other Fusangshen around me, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"Call him out. As long as he can defeat me by force, I will admit what you said just now, 'San Ri Yue Zong Jin' is indeed a useless knife."

Sanri Yue Zongjin looked at Boya in surprise.

"If you can't defeat me, then you can only prove..." The silver-haired young man pulled the corners of his lips, and an awe-inspiring aura began to spread in the main hall without restraint. This momentum made a slight buzzing sound!

"It's you, the master, who can't control the power of the sword at all."

Although his voice was not loud, these words were like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, causing everyone present to explode.

"Where did the brat come from, dare to challenge the status of the Chang clan!"

"Overestimating one's abilities, Her Royal Highness Princess of the Chang family is a powerful character that cannot be underestimated!"

"You don't even have this self-knowledge, young people nowadays..."

In the midst of everyone's discussions, there was a burst of applause at the door, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"What an interesting speech." At the center of everyone's attention, the young man in a black kimono with a strange charm on his right eye put down his high-five hands with a smile, and walked towards this side unhurriedly.

His long black hair was tied loosely behind his head, and his hands were folded into his sleeves. His casual and natural posture made people not even half wary, but the powerful spiritual power lingering around him made anyone feel uneasy. Can't underestimate him.

This is the current patriarch of the Chang clan, Chang Jingsi.

"It's really distressing to make such a fuss at sister-in-law's birthday party." Chang Jingsi's sharp eyes scanned the guests present, and finally stopped on Chang Qiane, "Qian Hui, hurry up and get rid of the trouble you caused."

Chang Qiane gritted her teeth, under such gaze, she felt that her back was soaked in cold sweat, "Understood, my lord brother."

In the eyes of outsiders, she may be the much-loved Princess of the Chang family, but she can stand in this position, but relying on her own strength, she won it bit by bit in the hands of this ruthless brother. .

"I promise you. Then..." Chang Chie summoned Hotaru, the strongest among the Fusangshen she possessed.

"Clang~ The so-called grand finale is here!" A boy with silver hair and green eyes appeared in front of everyone.Behind him is a big sword that is almost longer than himself, "Hotakaru, come on!"

"Hingaru, it's time for you to play." Chang Chie pointed at Boya, with a flash of annoyance in her eyes: "Let this overconfident guy take a good look at our strength!"

"Hey, isn't that Your Excellency Mikazuki? Hehehe, it seems very interesting." Hotaru held the big sword behind him in his hand.His petite stature is completely unimaginable, how he can hold such a long Odachi with such a petite body.

"Please enlighten me." Boya took the Taidao from Mikazuki Munekin's hand, turned the blade in his hand a few times, and after getting used to the length of Mikazuki Munekin, he looked at Yingwan seriously.

"Well, then, let's start a beautiful fight!" Feeling the powerful power from the man in front of him, Hotaru, who was aroused a bit of interest, rushed towards Boya mercilessly!

However, just as the Otachi was about to cut him, Boya's figure had disappeared in place in an instant.

No, not disappearing.

Hotaru vigilantly clenched the handle of the knife, turning her body cautiously, guarding against the next possible attack.

This man's speed is too fast, so fast that even his eyes can't catch it, which makes him have such an illusion.

He had just come to such a conclusion when he felt a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him.He quickly turned his body, raised the big sword in his hand, and forcibly took down the sword.

When the knives met, the sword burst out with sputtering light. The force was so great that Hotaru couldn't help taking a step back, and only then did Yasuke stabilize his figure.

Lord God Judge, what kind of person did you mess with this time? !

Regardless of thinking about such problems, Boya's offensive has arrived, and Yingwan hastily raised his sword to fight, and for a while, he was in a disadvantaged position.

Quiet.

Extremely quiet.Except for the sound of swords colliding, there was no other sound heard in the entire venue.

Even the panic-stricken guests were silent because of this battle, and focused on the development of the battle.

Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes slightly.Even if he maintains the human form now, it does not prevent him from feeling the feeling of being "used" from the ontology.

The palm that was being held was dry, and the palm was still covered with calluses due to holding the knife for a long time.

Every knife swung by the silver-haired youth is plain and unpretentious, and does not seem to have any deterrent effect, but Hotaru, who is in the middle of the battle, and Mikazuki Munekin who is held by him only know——

Even if it is an inconspicuous move, it has the aura of killing thousands of troops, making people have nowhere to hide!

Only fight.

If you can't even do it, you don't have the qualifications to fight him at all!

Hotaru was quickly defeated in such an offensive, showing a strenuous demeanor.

"Enough." Chang Jingsi's voice broke into the battle. "Chie, call your shikigami back, don't embarrass yourself here."

"Brother!" Chang Qiane shouted in disbelief. "Hodakamaru hasn't lost yet..."

"If you continue to fight, you will be humiliating yourself." Zhang Jingsi said incredulously. "Whether it's a sword or a shikigami, its essence depends on the master. You already have the heart to retreat, so how can you ask your sword to go forward?!"

Chang Jingsi told the truth, no matter how unwilling he was, Chang Qiane didn't dare to say any more, called Yingwan by name, and called him back.

"Sorry, master, I..." Hotaru lowered her head in frustration.

Chang Chie gritted her teeth and glared: "Trash!"

She couldn't even beat this unknown pawn who ran out of nowhere, she almost suspected that the records that Hotaru usually brought back were all fake!

"If the sword is trash, what are you who use the sword?" Boya returned the sword in his hand to Mikazuki Zongjin, and frowned when she heard her say that. "As a master, it's ridiculous to blame the sword for being useless without being able to show the full strength of the sword!"

The field Chie was suddenly speechless.She always thought that Sanri Yue Zongjin was just in name, but she never expected that in the hands of this man...

"Don't break the curse soon? Do you want it to show your failure for the rest of your life?" Chang Jingsi saw the wound on Sanri Yuezong's face, and at a glance it was the handwriting of the curse.

"I see..." Chang Qiane gritted her teeth, she walked up to Sanri Yue Zongjin, and whispered, "I'm sorry. It's my fault."

Hearing what she said, Boya's expression softened slightly.