Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 271 270. Immortal Slash, Unsheath!

That was a swinging speed that even Lan En's dynamic vision could not track.

The witcher only vaguely saw a blurry image, and then all the actions came to an end.

Until the end, the old Juggernaut seemed to have never moved, except for the soft sound of the leaf spring of the scabbard being opened at some point.

It took half a second for the sharp airflow blade to trace the trajectory of the swiftly drawn sword.

The high-density traces of milky white air almost surrounded Wei Ming Yixin's body into a ball with messy traces!

The sound of "stabbing" being torn into the air became one piece, and the purple light and shadow body of Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was suddenly enveloped by the afterimage of the sword blade.

"Yeah!"

A sharp scream came out from under the Prajna mask.

Dozens of knife wounds burst out from her tall body almost at the same time!
Every narrow and long knife edge brings out a handful of illusory liquid like water splashes.

It was the second time since the appearance of the seat lord of the Xianfeng Temple. After being cut into the shoulder by Lan En with a giant sword, she was slashed back by this trick [Secret Biography·One Heart].

The phantom's body didn't seem to have suffered much damage, most of the blades that came to the trunk of the body were blocked by her naginata, and only the cassock and the corners of the body were cut in by densely packed slashes.

The aged Juggernaut was already out of breath, and the power of his move was at least [-]% weaker than usual at this time.

But even so, he had bought Lan En another half a minute.

After Wei Ming Yixin made this move, he half-kneeled on the ground and supported his body with the sheathed long knife.After holding back for a long time, he took a long breath.

His physical strength had already bottomed out, and after this move, his lungs couldn't even start his own breathing.

He is too old.

Half a minute later, the eight hundred bhikkuni recovered her illusory purple body and walked towards the half-kneeling old man.

Now she is not in a hurry, after all, before that short ninja gets back the Immortal Slash, these people will probably be killed by her.

"Yo ho ho."

A sinister ghostly laugh came from under the Prajna mask.

The slender and penetrating naginata was raised high, ready to beautifully chop off the head of the old man in front of him.

Wei Ming struggled even to catch his breath, but he still smiled and raised his head, holding his own gold and steel swimming dragon knife tightly in his hand.

He is the kind of man who will never accept his fate and let go until he loses completely.

And at this moment. "Dinglingling~"

The melodious ringing bell that had rang shortly after Hei Li left, reappeared in the Buddhist hall!
The black hat raccoon appeared out of thin air in the middle of the Buddhist hall, in front of the huge statue of Guanyin, and he was carrying a Nodachi on his short body!

Lan En's corner of the eye was nailed to Hei Li's back instantly, and the naginata that Yaoyao Bikuni was about to swing down was slightly startled.

Immediately, he was about to slash at Wei Ming Yixin's neck with a more ferocious posture!
With a sound of "Dang!", Lan En stabbed through the bodies of the two undead insects with the giant sword in his hand, nailing them to the ground.While using the arm armor, it fired a supersonic projectile towards the head of Eight Hundred Bikuni.

Lan En knew very well that the decisive factor of victory was now in his hands.He won't let such a crap thing as 'downsizing' happen at this time!

The giant naginata had to block the blow first.

Wei Ming Yixin also laughed at this time, the enemy's urgency is a symbol of his approaching victory.

He squeezed a little more strength from his dry body, and in a half-kneeling posture, he cut Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's calf horizontally, forcing her to step back.

"Hei Li, come here and kill Master Xianfeng first!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Lan En stretched out his hand towards the black hat raccoon and asked him to throw the immortal chop over.

But after shouting, the demon hunter was surprised to find that the ninja didn't immediately follow through.

His expression under the black iron hat was unclear.

He didn't use the fastest method of 'throwing'. Instead, he ran towards Lan En with the sword in his hand.

The raccoon in the black hat jumped up halfway, and Lan En met his eyes under the bamboo hat until his short melon-like body jumped in the air.

On that deformed face, there was a kind of determination that had already been mentally prepared.

"Please don't kill me, Lan En!"

The witcher was puzzled, what on earth was he going to do?
Lane soon found out.

In mid-air, the black hat raccoon gritted his teeth and put his hand on the hilt of Undead Slash, as if the sword was extremely heavy, and he pulled it out suddenly.

There was a rusty and dry sound of drawing the knife, and the body of the black hat raccoon in mid-air also jerked violently, becoming limp and weak.

The Immortal Slash that can cut off the 'undead' requires a price every time it is pulled out.

As for the black hat raccoon, he decided to make himself pay the price.

Lan En didn't have time to hesitate, and he didn't have time to be emotional or angry. He had to use this time to kill people!
In mid-air, Lan En pulled out the remaining part of the Nodachi from the arms of the Kurokata Tanuki, which was left with nothing but inertia.

It was a blade that was blood red, like rust, and like blood mist.

When the blood red color appeared in the Buddhist hall, Master Xianfeng bowed his head in relief.

"In this way, you can die. Nan Wusan."

In Lan En's hand, the blood-red Nodachi was instantly connected with the original feeling of holding the knife.

The two centipedes that had been nailed to the ground by the giant sword had already torn their bodies and released them.

And when the blood-red blade danced, it became a strange and mournful fan-shaped afterimage.

The three undead insects were stirred together by Lan En with the back of the knife. The instinct of arthropods made them crazily entangle and cling to foreign objects that were in contact with their bodies.

Lan En was sure that the three centipedes had been entangled on the blood-red blade, so he sat down on the horse and held the handle of the knife with both hands, making a forceful movement of pulling it out.

"Kala, Carrara!"

The blade crushed the chitinous carapace, digging deep into the centipede's fluid and soft flesh.

The painful feeling completely different from ordinary weapons made these undead worms instinctively curl up their bodies, and at the same time, clamped their blades tightly.

As the witcher expected, his movement became more difficult, but this also meant that he could do more damage.

"Squeak!"

The centipedes even screamed with their non-existent vocal organs!
These three undead worms, which were ferocious and unique, were far superior to those of the same kind. Because the body clamped the blade excessively, they were directly pulled out of the emaciated body of Master Xianfeng when Lan En drew the knife!
The "crack" sound of the chitin carapace being pulled out from the opening of the human body is very penetrating.

After being torn out of the human body by the blade, these slender and fierce insects were like fish out of water, struggling on the ground, bowing backwards, curling up, and finally stiffened.

At the end of Master Xianfeng, it was no different from an ordinary Immortal Buddha, like a sand sculpture that collapsed from the inside and gradually collapsed.

It's just that he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures at the end of his immortal life from betraying Buddhism.

He did something wrong, and although he repented afterwards, Lan En didn't hesitate at all when he killed him.He himself did not resist.

Normally, Lane would have saluted the corpse after his death in a ritual consistent with the deceased's religious outlook.

But now, time is ticking.

At this moment, Lan En almost understood what was going on with the knife in his hand, it was a typical Japanese Master Devouring Demon Sword.Whoever pulls it out will die.

The black hat raccoon was the one who took the thunder for him. He didn't want to live, so he didn't hesitate at the end.

"Okay, Kuroka. I hope you are lucky enough."

But whether Hei Li wants to live is his business, and whether he can save it is Lan En's business.

The young man took out a paper-wrapped pill from the alchemy pouch on his back waist, broke off half of his fingers and stuffed it into the ninja's mouth.

Then, without looking back, he rushed towards Wei Ming's direction.

One [God Devourer] is divided into two halves, let's see if God can let him save Wei Ming Yixin who is almost out of breath!
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