The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 81 A New Era of Chaos
"Ha, ha," Oda Nobunaga's body was clinging to the surface of the icy white tower, the person was in the shadows, panting heavily.

A lot of sweat soaked the white bandage wrapped around his body, and the burns that had been healed began to itch again.

Oda Nobunaga originally thought that it would not be difficult to solve Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai because of his understanding of Swastika, and the fact that he had taken Liu Jianruohuo away.

As it turns out, he was wrong.

That old man is a real monster.

After some fights, he didn't take any advantage at all. Now Yoshitsune's spiritual pressure is gone, and the chief's spiritual pressure has also disappeared.

The previous rhetoric has become so pale and weak.

The dream I once thought was within my grasp turned out to be the reflection of the moon in the water.

He's the stupid monkey who reached out and fished for the moon in the water.

Ha ha.

Are you going to run away?

Oda Nobunaga smiled self-deprecatingly, and a very real question emerged in his heart. If he continued to fight, he would definitely fail. If he escaped, there was still hope.

The question is what should he do after he escapes?
It is impossible to continue to cultivate, Oda Nobunaga has already felt that he has reached the limit and cannot continue to break through.

Living in seclusion with Guidie, living a life without ambition and full of tranquility?

Do not!Oda Nobunaga gritted his teeth, that kind of life was definitely not what he wanted, and it was not something he could endure.

Rather than mediocre for a lifetime, it is better to create a new era of chaos.

When he woke up from his dream, how could Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai continue to be immersed in the dream of world peace.

Oda Nobunaga made up his mind.

Snapped.

The straw sandals fell to the ground, and an old face came into view, a gray beard floated around his waist, and his eyes were so sharp.

Oda Nobunaga hurriedly used his ability to avoid it.

In the next instant, Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai threw a heavy punch that knocked off the white pagoda hundreds of meters high.

The loud noise did not rise, Oda Nobunaga waved his left hand, and the upper half of the White Pagoda was reversed, and the pointed side fell down.

Boom~ A thunderous sound came from above, Yamamoto Motoryuzai opened his left hand upwards without blinking an eyelid, "Broken Way 33, Canghuo Fall."

In his hands, the middle-level ghosts chanted by abandoning the spirit of words are powerful enough to be no less powerful than the high-level ghosts chanted by some people with all their strength.

The blue-white light beams shot up into the sky, turning the White Tower into ashes and dissipating in the wind in an instant.

Oda Nobunaga fell to the ground, stabbed his left hand forward, and dazzling lightning rolled from his shoulders to his fingertips.

"Bindao 81, Duan Kong."

Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai didn't even look at it, he abandoned the chant and resorted to a high-level binding, with a transparent defensive wall blocking the intersection.

With a bang, the thunder and lightning scattered and split, and countless debris fell from the surface of the white towers on both sides.

Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai glanced, his face did not change, his heart was secretly distressed, it was easy to destroy, but difficult to build.

Rebuilding the White Tower is another huge expense.

Thinking of this, his expression became more and more terrifying, and he said solemnly: "Little devil, do you think you can escape from my palm?

Give up your resistance obediently, and tell me who is behind your back. In this case, I will intercede for you in front of Central Room 46 and give you a lighter sentence. "

"Haha." Oda Nobunaga let out a mocking laugh, becoming more and more sure of what he was thinking, "Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai, you are really strong, beyond my imagination."

Hearing the enemy's praise, Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai was not happy at all, but felt that something was wrong, "What do you mean?"

Oda Nobunaga suddenly disappeared, and the Reiatsu reaction was in the central room 46.

True Underground Prison!
Yamamoto Genryuzai became nervous. He was not worried about the safety of Central Room 46. If those people died, they could recruit a group of newcomers from among the nobles to form a new Central Room 46.

The Central Underground Prison is different. The prisoners on the upper floors are all unpopular, and the key is the uninterrupted life at the bottom.

The entire big prison can be said to be built to trap the six people at the bottom.

Their strength, their thoughts, and actions will jeopardize the balance between the present world and the world of corpses and souls, and they are truly dangerous elements.

In the early days of the battle, Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai had been deliberately staying away from there, but it still came to this point.

With a quick step, he rushed to the central room 46 with almost no time difference, and a ridiculous picture appeared in front of him.

The severed head screamed, and several hands stood up and ran around on the table. Those who were divided into two parts did not feel pain, but could close up and down at will.

No one died in the central room 46, and no one seemed to be alive. The underground meeting hall became extremely noisy.

Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai's face darkened, and he roared, "Little devil, what have you done?"

"My ability to unravel the phantom dream is to project the dream I expect into reality. My teleportation, random moving objects, lightning, and even the scene in front of me are all my dreams."

Up to now, Oda Nobunaga didn't plan to hide his ability to decipher, but instead kept saying, "Unfortunately, this ability has a disadvantage, that is Reiatsu.

I can't cast my dreams on people whose Reiatsu exceeds me too much, so I can't make you like them. "

The angry look on Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai's face disappeared, and his heart became more and more vigilant.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"But nothing is absolute. As long as I am willing to give up my life, miracles will still happen."

Speaking of this, Oda Nobunaga's face changed from calm to frantic, and the change was as fast as the sky in June, and if it changed, it changed, "Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai, the world I can't get, can't make you stable. sit!"

"Little devil!"

Yamamoto Genryuzai no longer cared about the central Room 46 in the house, stepped forward quickly, and swung his fists resolutely.

Oda Nobunaga disappeared from the spot, leaving only a falling blade like fire.

? !Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai turned his fist into a palm, grabbed the flowing blade like a fire, and appeared at the bottom door of Wujian in the next millisecond.

Oda Nobunaga stood by the door.

He realized that it was too late, and decided to choose the first solution, "Everything is ashes, and it is like fire!"

The walls on both sides were dry and cracked, and the fiery flames swept the semi-circular arc in the air as the blade was unsheathed.

The more the flames shone, the darker the front of Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai appeared, and even countless scars were covered up.

"No one can stop it." Oda Nobunaga returned to calm from his frantic expression. At the end of his life, the only regret in his heart was not being able to say sorry to Guidie.

"In this era of rampage, when can your dreams be achieved? Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai."

The dream that all the restrictions were invalid was projected into reality, and he wanted to erase so many powerful seal ghosts. The side effect turned Oda Nobunaga into a bloody man in an instant.

Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai waved a flame dividing line with a gloomy expression, and the violent fire completely blocked the external passage.

He is standing inside.

On the opposite side are the six figures reflected by the firelight.

(End of this chapter)