As soon as these words came out.
Almost everyone, including Xue Yun, felt incredible.
It's been a long time.
The genius of "Sakurai County" and the prince who controls "Black Sword Rashomon", Mitsuru Jubei is not his direct descendant at all.
She looked dazed for a while, and Lixiang was speechless.
Growing up, she had always believed that the head of the family was not as concerned about Jubei's affairs as he seemed to be, and the relationship between father and son was even very distant.
Rika even naively thought that this was intentional by Mitsuru Haruki to temper her character.
It was only at this moment that she finally realized that everyone here was actually just a pawn in the hands of the "Sword Master".
"Originally, I always wanted to use this bastard to annex the Kutsu family's power in one fell swoop."
He shook his head in disappointment.
Haruki Mitsuru smiled maniacally and sighed: "But I didn't expect that this bastard would dare to escape from the marriage without authorization and openly oppose my decision..."
"What's the use of keeping such an evil obstacle? Sooner or later, he will become a serious problem for my sword-wielding family!"
The cold wind is biting and the starry night is cloudless.
Among magatama.
Mitsurugi Jubei's body was cold and stiff, and his expression was ferocious, like an evil ghost from hell, full of unwillingness and anger.
Being plotted against by his most trusted relatives.
This bohemian genius probably couldn't figure out why before he died...
"Asshole..."
I couldn't help but grit my teeth.
Lixiang was furious, the tears in her eyes had long dried up, and she roared crazily: "Even if he is not your biological son, after all, he has been in love for so many years... You, how can you bear to do such a cruel thing to him!?"
"Hahahaha, it's so funny."
I couldn't help but raise my head and laugh.
Haruki Mitsuru looked contemptuous, raised his eyebrows and said: "What kind of relationship can there be between me and you humble pariahs?!"
There was no hint of remorse in his sharp eyes.
Haruki Mitsuru completely let himself go and smiled arrogantly: "You are, at most, just tools on my way to the top. All the fate of life and death is just a matter of my thoughts!"
Stunned on the spot.
Rika bit her lower lip lightly, the scene of getting along with Mitsuru Jubei over the years was still vivid in her mind.
All the sadness turned into anger and unwillingness in an instant, filling the blood in his body.
"Mikado Haruki..."
He suddenly pulled out the short knife from his waist.
Lixiang jumped up, and the short knife in her hand suddenly transformed into a gorgeous purple rose under the blessing of the force field.
"I kill you--!"
A swish sound~~
Huge thorns and vines soared into the sky.
Lixiang raised one hand, and the thorny rose vines in the sky spread their teeth and claws, carrying the anger of the girl in front of her, like a dragnet, flying towards the instigator in the clouds.
When~~~
With a dull loud noise.
A kind-hearted figure stood out from a magatama, with his hands clasped together, but his expression looked extremely pious.
"The Great Monk Yagawa..." Rintaro Kondo said in astonishment.
Startled slightly.
Looking at the boss of the "Black Dragon Club" beside him, Xue Yun's expression was blank.
He has lived in the Great Xia Empire for a long time and does not know much about the circle of night watchmen in the Empire where the sun never sets.
I don't even know what the origin of this monk, who was also imprisoned by the Weapon Spirit Freak, is.
next moment--
The shadow of the huge Buddha bell flashed suddenly.
The golden halo spread, just in time to intercept all the flying rose vines outside Mitato Haruki's body.
"Despicable stinky girl, I've long seen that you and that scoundrel have been flirting with each other since childhood..."
Bad eyesight.
Mitsuru Haruki smiled coldly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you and that boy are so in love, I might as well reluctantly let him send you on your way!"
With a slight flick of his finger from the air, another magatama flew out suddenly.
The sword Jubei hidden in the magatama suddenly popped out, and the shadow of a huge black sword appeared in his hand. With lightning speed, he slashed hard at Lixiang's head in the air.
"Jubei..."
The oncoming hot sword light was invincible.
Before anyone had time to react, Lixiang had already closed her eyes of her own accord.
She knew that she was no match for Haruki Mitsuru, so she was so desperate that she just wanted to die.
Even though he was reduced to an unconscious puppet, in Rika's mind, the Mitou Jubei in front of her was still the dishonest brat who grew up with her childhood sweetheart.
"I'm here to accompany you..."
boom--
At the critical moment, the "Tenshou Tower" on the ground collapsed again.
The hole that was originally penetrated by Xue Yun instantly expanded to at least ten times.
Ancient brick walls collapsed one after another, and thick smoke and dust suddenly rose.
A familiar figure jumped out and appeared right in the middle of Mitō Haruki and Rika.
"Zhao Tianyi!?" Xue Yun and Kondo Rintaro shouted in unison.
With cold eyes, he glanced at the flying black sword light.
Zhao Tian had no expression on his face, holding a wet dead head in his arms. It was the head of the "Chosen One".
Ugh~~~
A translucent cube suddenly appeared.
While protecting Zhao Tianyi's body, he also blocked this fatal blow for Li Xiang by some strange combination of circumstances.
There was a bang——
Brilliant flames and fragments of space barriers bloomed in the void like fireworks.
"Walk!"
Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged Li Xiang Yingying's waist.
The white wings on his back suddenly spread out. Zhao Tian stood up and flew to the side of Xue Yun and the others in the blink of an eye, without being harmed at all.
Almost at the same moment.
A ray of green sword light flashed out briefly, directly from the main entrance on the ground of the "Tenshu Pavilion".
The ancient door shattered and exploded on the spot, turning into tiny fragments and shooting towards the crowd in all directions.
"The time is up, Kiyumi, hold on!"
With a bald forehead.
Wang Defa carried Mu Yumi with empty eyes on his back, jumped up, and ran away frantically from the attic.
What came in front of them was the attention salute of a large group of "Sword Master" samurai. The successive changes had already left everyone dumbfounded.
"I go......"
He stopped at a loss.
Facing so many people, the bald man suddenly had the illusion that he was alone and surrounded by an army.
"Damn it!"
I couldn't help but cursed.
Wang Defa in front of him stamped his foot fiercely, raised his hand to summon the Qinglian Sword Immortal, and cursed hysterically: "Xue, you dishonest thing, you agreed to let the uncle take the wood in five minutes." Yumei breaks out and says there will be someone outside to help me..."
He gritted his teeth and glanced around at the many warriors in front of him.
The bald man could no longer tell the difference between east, west, north and south, and roared indiscriminately: "Damn it, where did you get this bullshit response? You just want to make uncle's dumplings!"
The forehead is covered with black lines.
Xue Yun was speechless for a moment, and shouted while suspended in the sky: "You idiot, look up!"
