"You're not dead!?" Kamo Yasuhiro always thought that he made random arrangements on the chessboard.
Now he finally suddenly felt that he and the chessboard were just two pieces of this world.
Russell said nothing and exchanged glances with Zhang Zhiwei.
The crossbows and cannons in the hands of Lu Ci, Jie Kong and others kept stopping. Whether it was the kamikaze team or the special attack team, they were all suppressed a hundred meters away.
From the moment they saw the fire dragon rising into the sky, they knew that they and others were not strong enough to help Russell.
So they consciously took on the task of cleaning up the miscellaneous soldiers.
Yasuhiro Kamo let out a breath, and an ugly smile appeared on his face that looked like old tree bark.
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I would be fooled by you, a hairless boy."
He reached out and took out a small paper umbrella from his arms.
The paper umbrella continued to grow under the continuous injection of Qi, and a Milky Way slowly spread out on the umbrella surface, turning into dots of stars.
The paper umbrella rose up without any wind and floated above Kamo Yasuhiro's head, casting down circles of white light.
The bodies of the Onmyoji and the samurai suddenly shook, as if infinite power surged out of their bodies.
The stars were setting in the dark night, and I didn’t expect Lord Kamo to bring all the artifacts of the clan.
Isshin Miyamoto silently glanced at Yasuhiro Kamo, who had a calm temperament, and silently took out his long sword and ribs.
Two sharp blades, long and short, were placed in front of him in the shape of a cross. His majestic body emitted terrifying waves of energy, and the earth and rocks at his feet were blown away.
"Haha, Miyamoto-kun, have you realized it?" Kamo Yasuhiro looked at Miyamoto's thick back and smiled happily.
"Everyone, we have suffered heavy losses this time when we hunted for the strange people who planted flowers. The souls of those we brought have returned to the embrace of Amaterasu."
Kamo Yasuhiro's tone was low and his eyes were full of sorrow, "But this further proves that the empire's decision was not wrong."
"There are tigers hidden in the flower-growing alien world. The Tang Sect and Taoist priests are in front of us. As long as they are not eliminated, the empire will never be able to enjoy everything in this land safely."
"Friends and relatives, the hatred for the death of clan disciples, the great cause of the empire, and even most of the destiny of the empire's alien world are all weighing on us."
Yasuhiro Kamo raised his hands and his voice suddenly became passionate, "We cannot lose and we will not lose!"
"Because the empire has always been the victor since its rise! This time is no exception!"
"Gentlemen, follow me and fight with all your strength, let these despicable villains see the upright strength and majesty of the empire!"
"The Empire is victorious!"
"Wan Sheng!" Others echoed loudly, their voices deafening.
Kamo Yasuhiro took out a stack of talismans from his cuffs, and three talismans of "speed", "strength" and "royal" flew from his hand.
As he chanted, they were attached to the four samurai including Miyamoto Isshin.
The warriors' bodies flashed with green, red, and blue lights, making their momentum even more majestic.
Russell looked at the eight enemies in front of him and said seriously: "Brother Lu, you guys retreat into the Sky Cave. Xiaohong is waiting inside. She will take you to a safe place."
"Senior brother." Russell looked at Zhang Zhiwei, and his body began to glow with a golden light.
"This time, we have to try our best."
"It's a battle of luck for them, and it's a battle of luck for us."
Zhang Zhiwei nodded solemnly, his eyes widening from the beginning.
The opponent is considered to be the top combat power of a foreign organization from a country, two against eight, which is indeed a bit exciting.
Lu Ci and others silently rushed towards Russell and Zhang Zhiwei, put down their ballistae, and quickly rushed towards the Sky Cave.
"Where to go!" Mochizuki Rokuro is thin and his limbs are longer than ordinary people.
He yelled angrily, and his figure disappeared from the spot. As if teleporting, the light of the sword had struck Lu Ci's head, who was twenty meters away from him.
Magic mirror ice crystal.
An ice mirror stood between him and Lu Ci.
Mochizuki Rokuro's pupils shrank, knowing that the blade could cut off Lu Ci's head as long as it broke through the thin layer of ice.
But he sheathed his sword and retreated without hesitation.
On the ice mirror, the afterimage of Rokuro Mochizuki slowly disappeared. Under the afterimage, a pair of footprints remained, and he returned to the same place.
In front of the ice mirror, the dust around the footprints began to roll under the force.
Russell put down the left hand with the seal on his chest, feeling a little regretful.
If Rokuro Mochizuki had even the slightest bit of greed for the sword just now, he would have suffered a thunderous blow from Russell.
By then, he will be disabled even if he doesn't die.
"Senior brother, be careful, his speed is not weaker than you and me." Russell warned.
Zhang Zhiwei said "hmm" and his eyes became more focused.
"Kondo, do you feel it?" Rokuro Mochizuki said in a deep voice: "There is a big problem with that ice mirror that appeared out of thin air."
"Yes." Kondo Hide's eyes were wrinkled, but his eyes were as clear as spring water.
After practicing natural flow for nearly fifty years, he could feel that there was an unknown space behind the mirror.
"He may teleport through the mirror opposite, so everyone should be careful."
"Is there such a move? It's really a difficult opponent, but this is more worthy of our defeat, isn't it?"
Miyamoto Isshin has a heroic voice. He is the youngest among the few, but also the strongest.
Just over fifty years old, he is a combination of Shinto Muken-ryu and Niten-ryu, and his body and soul are at their peak.
"Miyamoto, you are very energetic." The great master of Kagami Akechi, Shio Momoi, smiled.
His face is covered with heavy make-up, and his accent is hesitant when he speaks, giving him an artistic sense of performing a period drama.
Without the enemy's obstruction, Lu Ci and others retreated safely into the Sky Cave.
Russell stretched out his hand and condensed a golden stick eight feet long. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who was also holding a golden stick, and said:
"Come on, senior brother."
The two danced the stick flower at the same time, carried the long sticks behind their backs, then leaned forward and ran toward the enemy in the wind.
"Haha, kill me!" Miyamoto squatted down with all his heart, then put his legs on the ground and rushed forward. The ground he was stepping on instantly sank and collapsed.
Miyamoto looked like a fierce tiger, raising the long knife over his head with his right hand and facing Russell directly.
Russell's right hand turned the stick horizontally, and the golden stick was coiled around his waist.
Miyamoto's muscles and bones are covered with concentrated Qi, which is similar to horizontal kung fu.
The advantage is that it is strong and fast, but the disadvantage is that it does not live long and has a short peak period. Moreover, if it is hit in the internal organs by a bullfight from across the mountain, there is no way to survive.
When he was three feet away from Miyamoto, Russell's pupils shrank, and the energy in the meridians of Miyamoto's feet increased significantly.
Russell's expression remained unchanged, and his forward speed accelerated again.
Twisting the body, holding the end of the stick with his right hand, he stabbed forward fiercely with the force of the waist and stick rotating at the same time.
The dragon goes out to sea!
The next moment, the Qi under Miyamoto's feet exploded, and then he looked in shock as the golden stick appeared an inch in front of his forehead.
"Hey!"
He showed no fear on his face and raised his ribs with his other hand.
But the force on the stick was very strong, so he could only move the head of the stick to one side, and then ducked.
Miyamoto frowned, but his forward speed remained unchanged, and the knife in his right hand slashed towards Russell.
Russell's eyes flashed, he turned his head to avoid the black arrow shot by Tsuchimikado, and then blocked it with a stick in one hand.
when!
It was like two meteors colliding together, and the huge roar shattered the surrounding stones and grass.
Russell's feet sank and his brows furrowed.
The part of the stick that blocked the blade was broken in half.
"What a pleasure! I didn't expect to meet an opponent with the same strength as me!" Miyamoto shouted and slashed at Russell with his long knife.
Russell waved his stick with both hands to block, and directed the force of the shock to the ground under his feet, leaving a pair of footprints two inches deep.
Another cold arrow came through the air, and Russell ducked sideways.
The ghostly figure of Rokuro Mochizuki appeared next to Russell, and the sword light was already an inch close to his waist.
Li Zi Chi Lian!
The Bagua array was instantly released, and a flame rose from the ground.
Rokuro Mochizuki did not dodge, but continued to swing his sword despite the flames.
Russell's eyes showed doubts, and he used Wuchen Jin to block his waist.
The white blade was bounced away by the golden force, not even damaging his clothes.
But Rokuro Mochizuki was severely burned all over his body.
Miyamoto laughed, and regardless of Mochizuki Rokuro, he slashed with his sword again.
Russell used his stick to block, focusing on Rokuro Mochizuki who was standing still.
At this time, a group of pink butterflies fluttered on Mochizuki Rokuro, a red light flashed, and Mochizuki Rokuro's body returned to its original state.
Russell immediately set his sights on Fujiwara Kashin.
therapist!
The pink butterfly fluttered its wings, and the psychedelic colors hit Russell's eyes.
Or an illusionist?
Russell pulled away and backed away. Although the illusion just now was different from the previous one, it could only heal this one.
Fujiwara was already on the priority killing list as soon as he entered.
Not far away, Zhang Zhiwei was entangled by Kondo Hide and Momoi Shio, and had to block the attacks of Shikigami Itachi and Rinnido.
And Yasuhiro Kamo was exuding black Qi, and he was chanting words intently on his lips, and an extremely ominous aura rose from him.
(End of chapter)
