Pain!

Pain deep into the bone marrow!

Déjà vu hurts!

Trapped in place by the Demon Curse, the scriptures that seem to come from the sky echo in my ears, and the world in front of the ghost warrior is tumbling...

Overcast skies, heavy rain, fireworks-filled battlefields...

The shouts of killing were endless, the team retreated under the surprise attack, and the soldiers around were still resisting, I don't know when, the battlefield sounded the enemy's ecstatic shouts.

"Imagawa Yoshimoto is dead! Imagawa Yoshimoto is dead! ”

There are figures fighting all around, and I can't see clearly, but I see that in the team, one after another the banners are falling, and the family emblem of the Jinchuan family is falling in the wind...

The lord died in battle, and the general trend has been suspended...

In the midst of the rout, the enemy was slain, surrounded by corpses with swords and two sections, and a short samurai dressed in black armor was wheezing and kneeling with a pestle...

It shouldn't be like this!

Obviously, it was a big victory before, and Owari was only one step away from being able to conquer it...

That Oda Nobunaga is already a must-lose!

Some looked up at the sky blankly, and the rainstorm of beans fell violently...

Could it be that God is helping him...

3,000 Oda troops, bypassing the frontal battlefield and attacking the rear of the 1,500 people, even this heavy rain is helping each other, none of the scouts along the road found this strange army, Oda Nobunaga's last fight...

One figure after another fled in a hurry around them, and were shot to the ground by whistling arrows...

A small man of less than one meter six, the petite samurai stood up with an exaggerated Notai sword, looking at the Oda army chasing in the rain, and in the earth-shattering shouts and torrential rain, his father's words seemed to ring in his ears...

On the sickbed, the man who described the withered bones coughed and said, "As a samurai, I can't die on the battlefield, my generation, it's a pity..."

"Sooner or later, people will die, bones, don't be sad, there is no end to the father in this troubled world after all, but, bones, take the sword of the father, go to the battlefield, use this sword, kill an ending..."

Is it the end...

On the battlefield, the wild sword flew in the palm of the petite samurai's hand, and every time the sword flashed, a person's body would be separated, and the person would turn over on his horse, just like a ghost man dancing on the battlefield, and his ears were full of death-defying screams.

It's hurting all over my body!

After it hurts so much that you don't feel it...

Just numbly swinging a knife, removing, killing ...

I don't know where I am, when, how many people...

When he came back to his senses, his petite body was full of arrows, especially his back, like a hedgehog, and even in front of him, there were broken arrows...

In the midst of a heavy encirclement, surrounded by ashigaru wearing rattan armor, holding spears, staring at each other, and frightened, afraid, surrounded but not surrounded...

Stomp Tread...

The sound of horses' hooves landing sounded, and the enclosed ashigaru gave way to the passage, and one man and one rider slowly stepped forward.

The man wearing a samurai armor and unable to see his face clearly, holding a blood-stained katana, holding his head, said: "If you are a real ghost, you are dead, why are you obsessed!" ”

He's dead?

No wonder it doesn't feel bleeding anymore...

Standing against the sword, the petite samurai stares at it...

"Ghost warrior, this time you have worked hard and fought bravely, your own team has withdrawn, you should be able to look at it."

The warrior waved the knife in his hand, pointed forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "Or say, I will give you a ride with my own hands!" ”

A knife slammed into the ground, and the petite samurai shouted, "Report your name!" I don't cut the nameless under my sword! ”

"Oda Nobunaga!!"

The samurai shouted loudly and pinched the horse's belly, and rode the horse straight away!

"Skeletons!"

The petite samurai raises his sword and stands up!

Then, there was a shock in my chest, and my eyes went dark...

Faintly, there was an earth-shattering cheer in my ears...

On the other side, Oda Nobunaga's helmet was torn off, revealing a frightened face...

What a beautiful man, but unfortunately, he almost cut off with a knife...

It's getting darker and darker...

But ah, father, there is an end to manpower, even if you turn into a ghost, you can't do it, this world, this ending, the skeleton can't be killed...

I'm sorry, father...

Dozens of spears pierced into the body from all directions, and the samurai who rode their horses cut off their heads with a single sword...

The world is spinning...

Oda Nobunaga, who was only twenty-seven years old, rose and established the foundation of the world's hegemony, became famous, and exalted the Warring States ...

A hundred years later, there was a legend of ghost warriors killing people in the local area, and a large number of samurai mages were ordered to crusade, and after heavy losses, they were successfully sealed.

The sealed knife was circulated several times, and finally hidden in an unknown shrine in Tokyo for worship.

"Do you crave power?"

On the horizon, there seems to be a human voice...

When the chaotic brain of the ghost warrior is still hesitating...

"Stay on guard, I'll help you..."

Subconsciously listened to my heart...

In a trance, there seems to be a force pouring into the body, the body seems to be full of strength again, unprecedented power, under the guidance of the inner voice, the ghost warrior accepted the power, broke free from the shackles of pain, his eyes swept away, and when he saw the witch squatting on the ground just after getting out of trouble, his heart sounded...

"Attack."

Why follow this command?

While still thinking, the body already acts instinctively...

Su Xiang was terrified and dodged, not forgetting to throw a few stones in an attempt to hinder the actions of the ghost warrior.

The curse killing ceremony lost its host, and then it was destroyed by the ghost warrior with a sword, and the ghost warrior stopped attacking with his sword, and in his mind, his thoughts gradually detached from the chaos, and then became clear...

Standing aside, Kikyo sighed softly after checking his memories in a short moment.

In addition to the spirit, you have to know the cause and effect, this has always been the bottom line that Kikyo insists on, and the ghost warrior in front of him is just a poor person who drifts with the tide in troubled times, and has long died in history...

The last obsession is just my father's last wish, to kill a peaceful future, as a martial artist, a skill, can only rely on the sword in his hand...

When he died, he was not as old as Huang Quan, and he had been practicing swords for just eight years.

However, seeing Oda Nobunaga's face in this child's memory, Kikyo felt a little subtle...

What a beautiful woman...

Historically, the recorded sixth day demon king of women's clothing lovers seems to be true...

Moreover, this child's knife almost changed history, and in hindsight, it was really thrilling...

The bellflower feels subtle and complex at this time.

Seeing that the child was sorting out his memories and thoughts, the bellflower didn't make a sound to disturb, and everyone present looked at the ghost warrior with fear, and in the perception, the momentum was completely different from before...

If it was a sick chicken before, now it is a tiger, just standing quietly in the field, there is a palpitating feeling that permeates the surroundings.

The original appearance of ghosts and gods, and the transformation of human beings into ghosts and gods, is a kind of evolution.

Traditional purification has no effect on ghosts and spirits.

Seal, subdue, exterminate, or banish...

One becomes a ghost and does not enter reincarnation.

This kind of thing, probably everyone here understands...

Kikyo glanced at the solemn crowd...

But that's just tradition.,The purification of the bellflower is very domineering.,The rage of the ghosts and gods who are rampant.,It's still possible to dispel the calm.,Correct and sort out the other party's memory.,It's just impossible to use the purification to send it to become a Buddha and ascend to heaven and enter reincarnation.。

It is very similar to zombies that do not enter the reincarnation of the five elements, but they are different, ghosts and gods are also a kind of spirits, which come from nature and return to nature after death.

Thankfully, this kid doesn't look like a grumpy person, he didn't have any other problems before he died, but he was a little withdrawn and silent.

At this time, following the induction in the dark, the ghost warrior raised his head and looked at Kikyo, his silent eyes locked.

Oh...

It's been discovered...

Kikyo smiled.

Inside, the voice sounded in the other party's heart, and the negotiation began.

"Deal, you attack these guys, I'll help you break through." Kikyo sent such a message.

Just silent for a moment, the other party replied briefly in his heart.

"Okay."

Then he said.

"Thank you."

This warm power combed through her chaotic memories and freed her from the obsession of killing and regret, and she was only thankful for this kind of thing.

"No thanks." Kikyo smiled.

didn't say that there was no need to thank you, people didn't mean to thank at all, and besides, thank you too early, and the breakthrough was not fake, but the bellflower didn't plan to let her run away.

Regardless of what the guys behind them meant by letting the ghosts and gods out, Kikyo didn't intend to let the other party get his wish.

Whether it's subduing the ghosts and gods with their own power, or testing themselves by the hands of the ghosts...

In fact, the release of the ghost god, under the effect of the seal, initially had a period of weakness, but under the effect of the passage of time, it will quickly return to the peak state, so it is necessary to quickly kill or seal again, but the bellflower has accelerated the recovery progress of the ghost god.

Kikyo smiled, and the oni warrior turned his head to look at Amano under Kikyo's instructions.

Stare at...

The two looked at each other...

Amano smiled coldly and said, "It seems that you have taken a fancy to me, do I look so weak..."

Saying this, I took the bell out of my sleeve and shook it gently...

"I'm a pity, I'm also a sword hero..."

As the words fell, the blade of light composed of Lingzi stretched out...

It's not an ordinary katana, but a straight-edged, double-edged, finger-wide, narrow thin sword...

In the camera frame, Amano is just holding a bell and doesn't look like a sword blade...

Generally speaking, spiritual light is invisible to ordinary people and can be seen, in addition to the energy such as the internal qi of the martial arts family that is strong to a certain extent, there are also natural fire, water, electricity and other elemental phenomena transformed by spiritual power...

However, if it is an element of spiritual power mimicry, it cannot be observed by ordinary humans.

There is no doubt that in terms of energy level, spiritual power is one level higher than internal qi, and it is even more difficult to cultivate and perceive, if it is not for this talent, it is better to tap the potential of the body and cultivate internal qi, so as not to waste time.

When it comes to the strength and weakness of actual combat, after reaching a certain point, each has its own advantages.

Kikyo raised his eyebrows and looked at Camellia.

Camellia spread his hand and said, "That's right, but this guy doesn't have a record of winning or losing games with a sword, but he doesn't know the depth..."

"Sword of the Celestial Clouds?" Kikyo looked at the sword in Amano's hand, and asked, Kikyo was also a close-quarters kung fu before his death, otherwise, there would be no hand knife such a close-quarters move to cut monsters, the average witch, more or less have the cultivation of kung fu, and archery, without a certain martial arts foundation, is not good to practice, otherwise, there are no factors such as muscle skills, just spiritual power, at most a longbow soldier, 100% of these archery skills, there is no need to think about it.

Camellia shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be, it doesn't seem to have blessed Amaterasu's divine power..."

This lightsaber, it looks dangerous...

The style is different from the Star Wars lamp lightsaber, but it looks like holding a transparent and glowing Chinese long thin sword...

Now these juniors are very powerful...

Kikyo sighs...

I rarely fought with people before I was alive, and I didn't have a lot of experience...

It's also related to the fact that Kikyo didn't like to travel out of the village since he guarded the jade of the four souls before his death.,I haven't seen much of the world.,Monsters have beaten a lot...

It's a lot of experience...

There is no need to negotiate, fight with your heart, start fighting when you meet, kill with an arrow, and call it a day, the current battle, to be honest, Kikyo feels tired.

It's not good to hit lightly, you don't have a long memory, and you can't hit it hard, I'm afraid of being killed.

Not only the situation on the field, but also the things off the field, we must also worry.

I'm really tired...