Russell's eyes swept over Miyamoto Isshin, Mochizuki Rokuro, Tsuchimikado Kazuzo, and Fujiwara Isshin.
Miyamoto is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and his strength and speed are about the same as him.
Mochizuki is fast, but his attack and defense are much worse.
Tsuchimikado is surrounded by the shadow of a black panther, which should be something similar to a guardian spirit.
Although his arrow attack is strong, it can be dodged.
Fujiwara is known to be an illusionist and healer, but his other abilities are unknown.
By the way, there is also Yasuhiro Kamo who is chanting a spell, probably holding back his ultimate move.
Quick victory.
Russell used his Byakugan ability and personal experience to roughly figure out the strength of the samurai.
He carried the stick in his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and pointed his fingers at Miyamoto Isshin and Mochizuki Rokuro.
"Mochizuki, the guy across from me is looking down on us." Miyamoto smiled ferociously and regained his top-notch posture.
"You are young and frivolous. If you had such strength at the age of seventeen, you would be extremely crazy."
Rokuro Mochizuki told a cold joke, then turned around and appeared behind Russell from beside Miyamoto.
Miyamoto snorted coldly and repeated his old trick, rushing towards Russell like a tiger again.
Whoosh whoosh!
Three black arrows struck in the shape of a perfect glyph. Russell's eyes suddenly became indifferent, the aura on his body suddenly disappeared, and the golden stick in his hand flickered, as if it was about to disappear.
Isshin Miyamoto and Rokuro Mochizuki felt that they were facing an abyss at the same time.
They jumped away quickly, but were surprised to find that the aura on Russell's body changed again.
I didn't understand what was going on, but the only ones standing between Onmyoji and Russell were Shikigami Shutendouji and Master Aobo.
Of course, Russell would not let go of this opportunity, passing the black arrow and rushing forward.
In one breath, Mochizuki and Miyamoto were left behind.
"No! Stop him quickly!" Tsuchimikado, San and Fujiwara Kashin shouted at the same time.
Miyamoto Isshin and Mochizuki Rokuro were anxious and immediately chased after them as fast as possible.
Russell showed a sneer, formed a seal with one hand, and black lightning instantly gathered in front of him.
Thunder escape·false darkness.
Lightning burst out, and Tsuchimikado shot five arrows in a row. Kainouin Seimei manipulated Aobōzu and Shuten Douji to attack together, and they were able to stop him.
Tsuchimikado's hands were shaking, and blood was already flowing from the tiger's mouth.
"Kill him! Quick!" He shouted angrily when he saw Russell re-forming the seal on his chest.
Miyamoto Isshin and Mochizuki Rokuro used their strength again, and the two instantly closed the distance and came to both sides of Russell.
Before they could swing their swords, Zhang Zhiwei's battlefield instantly erupted with dazzling white lightning.
Kondo Hide and Momoi Shio were pierced by countless lightning bolts, screaming and kneeling on the ground, covered in black smoke.
Russell's smile grew wider.
As expected, Zhang Zhiwei is still the same Zhang Zhiwei. He can give everyone a surprise just by leveraging some flaws.
"Death!" Miyamoto shouted loudly, the long knife faintly cut through the void, and slashed down at Russell's shoulder and neck.
Rokuro Mochizuki raised his hand and stabbed Russell in the back of the heart. The tip of the sword condensed sharp energy, as if it could penetrate everything.
Phew!
Russell's upper body was cut open and his heart was stabbed.
Fujiwara Ichishin and Tsuchimikado Kazuzo smiled and shouted: "Well done, Miyamoto! Mochizuki!"
Miyamoto and Mochizuki stood on both sides of Russell, maintaining their chopping and stabbing postures, like sculptures, without responding to the Onmyoji.
Fujiwara and Tsuchimikado's smiles froze, and then their faces began to look ugly.
The bodies of Miyamoto and Mochizuki suddenly became shriveled up.
Russell took his hands away from them and walked forward with a smile on his face.
The two samurai swords on his body were still in the hands of Mochizuki and Miyamoto. The blades rubbed against the bones and retreated from Russell's body, making a tooth-breaking sound.
The blood on the blade seemed to realize that it had left the nest, and like flying insects, it returned to Russell drop by drop.
"You, are you a human or a ghost!?" Tsuchimikado, Fujiwara, and Kaguin showed fear on their faces.
How can anyone survive a vital attack?
What on earth is this monster! ?
Russell did not answer, he stretched out his fingers, and two engraved lines penetrated the bodies of Kondo Shu and Momoi Shio.
Their bodies also shriveled up.
"Junior brother, are we sure of victory now?" Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, and lightning flashed in his hands.
Russell couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Don't pop the champagne at halftime or beat the enemy to death. You can't say that nonsense.
Of course, if the dark clouds in the sky hadn't slowly come over, Russell would have thought that Zhang Zhiwei was simply complacent.
"Legilem Returning Eyes!" Russell's pupils flashed with light.
The sound of some glass breaking suddenly sounded from Tsuchimikado and the other three Onmyojis.
Their expressions changed, and they said in unison: "Be careful, he can also do pupil magic!"
Kaoyuan immediately gathered the four shikigami in front of him, blocking Russell's sight.
Fujiwara manipulated the butterfly, and the pink torrent swirled towards Russell and Zhang Zhiwei.
The butterfly wings turn from pink to red, flashing with ominous colors.
Russell clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the Bagua array appeared under his feet.
The word Xun is strong wind.
Fire Escape·Head hard.
Combination spell·Desolate fire burning the sky.
The high-concentration fireball spit out from Russell's mouth fell to the ground and instantly turned into a sea of fire up to 20 meters wide.
When the sea of fire encountered the strong wind caused by the Bagua array, the entire sea of fire instantly turned into a tsunami of flames.
Ten-meter-high flaming waves crashed into the torrent of butterflies one after another.
The red butterfly exploded, but it made the flame wave expand even higher!
After Russell released the combined ninjutsu, he immediately began to adjust his breath.
After all, battlefield conditions are ever-changing, and you have to stay in top condition at all times.
The three Tsuchimikados looked desperately at the waves of flames that were covering them. They lowered their hands in despair and gave up resistance.
"Hmph, incompetent waste." Kamo Yasuhiro snorted, his eyes glowing red.
The black energy around the body rose into the sky, and a black figure tens of meters high stood in front of the flaming waves.
"Emperor Chongtoku, the Cursed Spirit!" Kamo Yasuhiro coughed twice, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
His eyes were wildly and excitedly looking at the black giant standing in front of him.
Emperor Chongde has wings that are more than ten meters long on his back. His face is ugly, and his facial features are almost all twisted and pieced together.
Its limbs were thick and powerful, and its hands and feet shone with a cold light.
"Roar--"
A mouthful of black water spit out from its mouth and made a sizzling sound when it hit the flaming waves.
"Hahaha, I have summoned the strongest curse spirit. The victory of the empire is ours after all!"
Kamo Yasuhiro danced with joy. Even though his seven orifices were constantly bleeding, he could not contain his growing excitement.
The curse spirit looked down with its big slanted eyes. Zhang Zhiwei and Russell combined were not as big as his little fingernail.
It bent down, its big hands like hills, pressing down on Russell and the others.
The three Tsuchimikados were also excited. They looked flatteringly at Kamo Yasuhiro, who had turned the tide, and kept flattering him.
Russell tilted his head and said to Zhang Zhiwei with a smile: "Are these people fools?"
"He actually summoned evil spirits in front of the disciples of Tianshi Mansion."
"Senior brother, can you bear it? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"Hey!" Zhang Zhiwei's face was as cold as frost. The disgusting bloody smell and evil smell of the curse spirit immediately made him angry.
"I know the name of the Five Gods of Thunder. He will arrive at a moment's notice with lightning and whip. The messenger with an iron mask, a mighty spirit. He will save the people from suffering and cut off the demon spirits..."
Zhang Zhiwei muttered words and kept making secrets with his fingers.
The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, as if they felt the breath of evil spirits. Almost instantly, the world became dark.
As if feeling threatened, the curse spirit raised its head and roared.
The roaring wind blew away some dark clouds, but the clouds were quickly filled again.
"Crack!"
The first thunderbolt hit the Cursed Spirit directly, causing the Cursed Spirit to cry out in pain.
Then, the second, third...
The thunder followed one after another. Before the previous one disappeared, the next one followed closely.
The sky thunders merged together to form a thick thunder pillar reaching the sky.
The cursed spirit was hit by the thunder pillar and fell to the ground, unable to move at all.
Kamo Yasuhiro and others stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence. Their good mood, which was as high as the clouds just now, instantly fell into hell.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible...it is impossible for the strongest curse spirit in our empire to do this!"
Kamo Yasuhiro and others couldn't believe that the scene in front of them was real, they couldn't accept it!
His strongest trump card was actually being overpowered by the opponent.
Why do they use thunder? This world is so unfair to them! !
"ah--"
Russell dodged behind them, directly pierced their bodies with the engraved line, and then reached out to catch the umbrella magic weapon.
The magic weapon shrank back to its original size and lay quietly in Russell's hand.
Russell put away the magic weapon and while absorbing the energy and memory of the Onmyoji, he leisurely admired the rolling and wailing curse spirit under the thunder pillar.
Tsk tsk tsk.
If they used serious Yin and Yang magic, they might still have room to counterattack.
But he chose to use evil heretics.
hehe.
Anyone who commits many unjust acts will surely die, and it is fitting that they should die.
(End of chapter)
