This lord is too weak but strong

Undead Kawa Minya has never seen such a swordsman.

The young man with the knife in his hand was pale, as if he was about to faint in the next second, but his iris-purple eyes still shone with a light that was hard to ignore.

His sword moves looked ordinary, and there were no overly gorgeous or complicated moves, but each move seemed to block the blade of one of the upper strings just right, so that it could not hurt at all.

Hoshino Shugo's expression has always been calm, as if the battle with Heishimou is not something worthy of his attention, and he has not even shown a trace of solemn expression, only in the interval of the battle, there is a slight morbidity in his eyes It's sickly.

He didn't look like he was seriously ill and dying soon.

Even a seriously ill person, even a healthy person with a healthy body and strong martial arts, would not be able to display such an ordinary but miraculous sword skill.

The blade in Heishimu's hand was repeatedly cut off by him, and the Ghost Blade, which relies on flesh and blood to regenerate, would not cause too much trouble because of this, but Heishimu's lifeless expression finally changed.

Unconcealable anger and jealousy filled the face of this wounded ghost who could use breathing techniques. Just by looking at his expression, it could be seen that he wished to swallow Hoshino Shugo alive to relieve his anger.

hateful.hateful.Abominable!

Black Death Mou's chest was occupied by vigorous anger, and after he missed the cut, he pulled back in time to avoid Shugo Hoshino's counterattack.

He was not in a hurry to fight back, but stared at Shugo Hoshino with those creepy eyes, and said hoarsely, "You...what's your name...?"

Such a swordsman should not be unknown.

Why, he had never heard of such a No. [-] character in the Ghost Killing Squad?

No, what the column said just now is that he is not a member of the Demon Slayer Squad.

Sword skills that are not inferior to Yuanyi... The battle with him reminded Heishi Mou of the memory of when he was still a human named Jiguo Yansheng.

Obviously he had never received any instruction in swordsmanship, but when he held a sword for the first time, he easily defeated the master who taught him swordsmanship, his twin brother - Ji Guoyuanyi.

That was the first time he, as Ji Guo Yan Sheng, realized that Yuan Yi was different.

Just thinking of this name makes Hei Si Mou feel sick.

Twins are not expected.And Yuanyi, who was not expected like this, showed a powerful talent that he could not match.

Yuan Yi is like a god on high, with that hypocritical smile, watching him crawling behind him, almost exhausting all his strength to barely keep up with his pace.

——Exactly the same as the gaze of the human being in front of him.

No, the human beings in front of him made him even more jealous than Yuanyi.

It is unbearable for a sick and weak person who has stepped into the gate of hell to possess such sword skills!

Hoshino Shugo looked at him sleepily, and didn't bother to answer his question - he was worried that if he opened his mouth, he would vomit blood uncontrollably.

Although the sword named California Kiyomitsu is a bit difficult to learn, Shugo Hoshino has long been used to it, so there is no sense of unfamiliarity.

What surprised him was that the divinity of California Qingguang didn't have a particularly obvious effect on the ghost of Shangxian—at least, he hadn't found that the wound on one of Shangxian's body slowed down the healing state.

One of the opposite winders seemed to be in a monstrous rage because of his silence.

It's really... too arrogant!

Hei Si Mou's unwillingness erupted like a volcano.

He even refused to tell him his name, the human being in front of him was much more arrogant than Yuanyi.

The eyes of the young man with a face as calm as the moonlight were indifferent, as if he didn't put any extra emotion on this battle, just like the moon hanging in the night sky, hazy and beautiful, but out of reach, even if it was exhausted For the rest of my life, I can only admire its brilliance.

"Breath of the Moon·Sixteen Shapes... Moonbow·Lone Moon!"

Hei Si Mou waved the evolved ghost blade in his hand. The bifurcated blade made the attack range of the sword wider. Several giant wind blades cut down from the sky, and their powerful force instantly shattered the earth. Countless round moon blades hit the head and face in the direction of Shugo Hoshino.

There was a loud bang, vaguely mixed with the muffled sound of the gun landing.

Suffering such a devastating blow, some simple hotels finally couldn't bear the repeated toss, and were almost destroyed to the point where they couldn't even tell their original appearance.

Even Immortal Kawashiya and California Kiyomitsu were affected by this kind of sword move, and they retreated quickly, barely getting hurt.

What about Shugo Hoshino who faced such a powerful attack?

Undead Kawa Minya hurriedly looked in the direction of Hoshino Shugo.

The powerful sword skills stirred up countless dust, making the scene noisy. Through the misty smoke and dust, Undead Kawa Minami faintly saw a faint fluorescent blue light like starlight.

In the smoke and dust came the sound of Hoshino Shugo's coughing like a broken heart, accompanied by the sound of blood dripping.

"Master!" Before Kami Kiyomitsu could utter his voice, his figure had disappeared from Immortal Kawasami's side.

Could it be that he... was injured? !

Immortal Kawa Minami's eyes quickly flashed a look of worry, he clenched the sun blade in his hand, and rushed towards Hoshino Shugo's without thinking.

However, when he rushed to Shugo Hoshino's side, he was a little stunned by the scene in front of him.

The pale-faced young man was coughing because of the flying dust. There was no wound on his body at all, only the spotless white clothes on his body were ruined, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

And on the California Qingguang sword in his hand, bright red blood dripped slowly, making a dull sound in the dust.

The dust finally dispersed completely.

What about the winding one? !

Undead Kawa Minami looked around in horror, and finally found one of the windings in the ruins with a big hole in the shoulder, which was constantly being repaired and regenerated.

The divinity of California Qingguang has little effect on the self-healing ability of the ghost of winding.

The sleepy look on Shugo Hoshino's face became more intense.

Every bit of flesh and blood in his body screamed hysterically in pain, and the pain he hadn't felt for a long time made his brows involuntarily frowned slightly.

The strength of the Winding Ghost really cannot be underestimated.

Not only did he use his spiritual power to protect himself, but he also experienced the pain that seemed to be devoured by thousands of ants.

Even if anyone is going through such pain, he may be unable to bear the screams, but for Shugo Hoshino, he is used to it.

"It's...to be able to do this..." Hei Simou held his shoulder with one hand. His injuries have completely recovered, and he can't see the traces of the serious injuries just now. He feels the feeling of the flesh being penetrated. Feeling the pain, he frowned fiercely.

Not sword skills.

The luminous blue light was like a protective cover that blocked all the blows he had just made with all his strength, and did not cause the opponent to suffer even the slightest damage. On the contrary, he was pierced through the shoulder by the opponent's sword during the brief handover. And was ejected by a strong shock wave.

what is this?

When did human beings have this kind of skill that only vampirism can do?

He originally thought that a few tricks would send him to see King Yama, but he stood intact in front of him, looking at him with calm eyes, as if mocking his powerlessness.

Although he wanted to continue fighting until he cut off the man's head, but...

"Breath of the Moon · Nine Shapes... Falling Moon · Connecting Faces!"

The mixed and alternating slashes formed a staggered blade wind, which raised the surrounding dust again.

Shugo Hoshino raised his eyebrows.

One of the first strings, is this the end of the road, and even made such a useless move.

Before this thought could pass through his mind, Shugo Hoshino subconsciously looked up.

The sky faintly reveals a faint light, and it is almost the time of sunrise.

"Undead River, stop him!"

There was no need for Hoshino Shugo to remind him, he had already noticed that the undead Kawa Minami who was about to rise had already chased after him with a knife, but one of the winding ones didn't even have the intention of fighting, and the light blue blade only had time to cut off his body. An arm rushed into the snow-capped forest behind the hotel, but disappeared without a trace after a few flashes.

Only the other party's hoarse voice, which seemed to be suppressing something, remained in the air: "Hei Si Mou... will come to you again!"

"Cut, let him escape!" Immortal Chuan Shiya kicked Heishimu's severed arm violently, and said through gritted teeth, "A coward who ran away!"

Shugo Hoshino twitched the corners of his mouth. He wanted to say something, but blood oozed from his lips uncontrollably. The overwhelming pain made his eyes go black, but the "price" kept his consciousness clear.

"Master, are you okay!...Master?!"

Hoshino Shugo handed over the weight of his body to Kami Kiyomitsu, and slightly closed his eyes.

"I'm fine." He said in an ethereal voice, "Let me... rest for a while."

The author has something to say: Merry Christmas, cuties!

The yys draw card has been opened, I wish you all a sense of European spirit!

I really like writing fighting scenes, it’s really cool to pretend to be real, and it’s really cool to see Hoshino pretending to be aggressive and vomiting blood (what the devil speaks?!

感谢在2019-12-2408:12:25~2019-12-2508:41:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!