Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Sudden crisis.

A fleeting death line.

Everything is too fast, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, or it is a sudden glimpse.

Amamiya Mahiru's sword had surpassed the limitations of her own realm. The moment her eyes caught the dead line, even her own strength experienced a high-spirited rise.

Touched the bottleneck of the third level realm.

Then it broke open in one fell swoop.

The Onmyoji on the side stared with wide eyes, looking at his corpse being chopped into pieces with a knife, his expression was more than dumbfounded.

As soon as Tsuchimikado Haruryu raised his hand to try to rescue him, the confrontation over there was over. Then he raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief: "Breakthrough? It was actually a breakthrough on the battlefield..."

Make a breakthrough before life or death.

This kind of thing usually only happens in martial arts novels. In reality, this kind of thing is an absolute chance.

Although it is easier than asking a monkey to type out an entire book of Shakespeare, there is only one life. If there are signs of a breakthrough, it is impossible to have to gamble your life on the battlefield.

It can only be understood as the explosion of potential in desperate situations, and it is especially rare in Fusang. The swordsmen in the three realms are all talented people who are selected from a thousand. If you want to reach this realm, it takes twenty or thirty years of hard work. It is extremely difficult to achieve - it is like this in Fusang, because there is no way to increase soul power here.

After Amamiya Mahiru broke through, she didn't even have time to feel the wonderful power now filling her body. She immediately turned the edge of her sword and jumped down from the pavilion. The sword was piercingly bright and she raised it high above her head.

All kinds of martial arts, this is the Dragon Climbing Sword.

Oh no, it's the vertical slash of Satsuma's current flow.

This move is a serious sword technique on the battlefield. The emphasis of the show is to cut off people and weapons with one strike, so they use the extended version of the Nodachi. The weight is amazing, and even a man with incredible physical strength cannot lift it. stand up.

Amamiya Mahiru launched this attack from above, taking advantage of the rainbow-like aura she had after breaking through her realm at this time, like a tiger rising out of a coffin. Even though most of her energy was consumed, it still gave people an unstoppable and terrifying aura.

Kamo's onmyoji also panicked under this sword, and threw out a charm to set up a barrier. When the sword came to him, he realized that he still had shikigami to control.

Unfortunately it's too late.

This knife was attached to Amemiya Mahiru's own blood, and the red mark directly tore the barrier. The blade cut from the shoulder blade, and directly chopped off the Onmyoji's arm.

"ah--!"

Screams rang out and blood spurted out.

This sword cut off not only an arm, but also the possibility of the great Onmyoji's survival.

Amemiya Mahiru looked merciless. He stood on tiptoes, turned around, twisted his wrist, withdrew his strength and used his sword to slash against his cassock.

The rotating body drives the burning clothes, like dancing butterflies. It is obviously a murder and beheading, but under the firelight, she looks like a beautiful dancer on the stage.

A head is ripe.

The headless body fell on its back, falling into the flames two stories below.

Haru Tsuchimikado looked away, feeling a little nauseous. He was not used to this overly bloody scene. Fortunately, he didn't even have time to review the bloody scene just now.

Just because...

The snow girl in the sky once again sang a song, and the majestic demonic power even spread the cold air. White frost condensed on the roofs of houses with a radius of ten kilometers, and snowflakes floated in the sky.

The falling ice pick is like a Sherman tank main gun with 360 rounds per minute, blasting, piercing, freezing and exploding.

No matter how many breaths of cool air others take, they can't make the temperature here rise even a little bit.

The Tsuchimikado supported the white dragon guard, and it was crumbling. Soon, his spiritual power was exhausted, and his arm was pierced by an ice pick. The pain caused him to yell out: "Xi Kexiu!"

Support is not yet available, but they really have everything explained here.

On the other side, even Amemiya Mahiru, who had just broken through the realm, was in extremely poor condition. He had no time to evade and was almost swallowed by the ice rain.

She relied entirely on the ghost man rushing from above as a human shield to pin her down.

Amamiya Ryuji didn't have much sense left. Perhaps he regained his consciousness after being frozen by the Yuki-onna. Fortunately, he didn't make a big mistake and he knew how to turn around and save others.

But as a price, he was penetrated by an ice pick again, and his breath suddenly became weak.

"Run away, run away quickly, even if you are alone..." Amemiya Ryuji kept coughing up blood as he spoke.

Amamiya Mahiru said stubbornly: "Let's go out together and leave here alive together."

She didn't want all her efforts to be in vain.

Below is fire, above is frost.

Even if the great demon is just an afterimage, it still has the power to sweep across the four realms.

In such a desperate situation, even just finding a way out seems to be difficult.

At this time, Tsuchimikado Hariryu turned around, and the Thousand Paper Cranes he released before stopped beside him, and his face turned pale instantly.

"How long will it take on your side?" Amemiya Mahiru raised her voice.

"It's too late." Tsuchimikado Hariryu smiled bitterly: "My paper crane couldn't be sent out. It was blocked halfway. We fell into a trap... This is still inside the barrier!"

It's still a barrier, which means...

Amamiya Mahiru lowered his head and saw only one layer of the sea of ​​​​fire being separated, and a group of onmyojis dressed neatly but with their faces covered with white cloths swarmed in. There was a dark five-pointed star on the white cloth on their faces.

Everyone has quite strong spiritual power fluctuations.

The Kamo family's onmyoji has arrived.

In other words, they should have arrived long ago.

This is not about being late, but waiting for the right time to enter.

Now that the time has come, the onmyojis waiting outside swarmed in and surrounded the place. Everyone here is their prey, and those who stay in the onmyoji are waiting to be picked up by fishermen after suffering internal strife. Walking snipe and clam.

From behind the crowd, an onmyoji dressed in extremely fancy clothes walked out. He bent down, picked up the unrecognizable head that was burned by the flames on the ground, held it up, and shed tears: "My poor cousin, how did you become like this?" Did you? Who killed you! I must avenge you!"

It was the voluptuous Onmyoji who dressed up as a woman, and her angry and shrill voice resounded throughout the mansion.

Then he threw his head aside casually: "But you look much more pleasing to the eye now than when you were alive. It's really ridiculous that you rushed to grab the credit and ended up like this."

The demon's eyes glanced left and right, and he suddenly laughed: "It seems that I came at the right time. All these benefits are mine."

Tsuchimikado Hariryu secretly said: "Most of the people in the Kamo family are indeed abnormal... I knew they were seriously fighting among themselves, but I didn't expect that I could laugh when I saw my relatives dying."

He silently thought that he might really have to fight hard next.

The enchanting onmyoji raised his head, with a charming smile on his face covered with large white patches: "Why don't you come down? What are you doing standing so high, if you're not afraid of falling to death? Surrender now, at least you can live for a while longer, and fall into my hands. It's better than dying at the hands of a snow girl, right? Don't worry, I'm different from this guy, I'm not bloodthirsty."

Tsuchimikado Hariryu said: "But if it falls into your hands, I'm afraid life would be worse than death."

"Hahaha, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The demon laughed to himself for a while: "Then what's your answer? Are you going to be obedient, or are you waiting for me to twist off your limbs?"

"For me, there is no difference in the results, but for you, the difference is huge, right?"

A naked threat.

Amamiya Ryuji regained some rationality at this time and whispered: "I will buy you some time, the barrier cannot trap you... you have to leave."

"I won't leave, I won't go anywhere." Amemiya Mahiru is still so stubborn.

"As an uncle, I am incompetent at all, but I hope you won't let me go away in peace."

"I'm here to save you, not to die." Amemiya Mahiru gently stroked the demon knife, and her eyes that had been opened were as flexible as running water that could not be cut: "So, none of us will die. , please keep your sanity...don't lose to fate."

Amamiya Ryuuji suddenly felt regretful. He regretted that he was too impulsive and pushed his relatives into the fire pit. He also regretted that he could not persuade Mahiru to change his mind and regretted that he was useless. But he was also grateful. Fortunately, even at this time, He still has someone to accompany him, at least he is not alone.

He had already had the desire to die, but now he thought again about how great it would be if he could live.

People are always so complex and contradictory.

Unable to see the light and unable to bear the loneliness, I thought about death, and waited hard for the dawn in the long dark night.

"Okay, let's go back alive together." Amemiya Ryuji put down his advice.

Bang bang bang... there was applause.

"The touching family affection makes me almost cry." The enchanting Onmyoji wiped the corners of his eyes: "It's a pity that you met me with a heart of stone."

"There is a saying in Daxia, which is that those who understand current affairs are heroes."

The demon raised his hand, and the spiritual power he released turned the surrounding flames into a more transparent blue: "Since you don't understand current affairs, then..."

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end.

The other party's words were interrupted by a noisy and uninformed voice, and the penetrating trumpet sound passed through the slope under the sunset.

After the afterglow of the sun died down, a bright car light lit up from the end of the ramp.

Just like replacing the sun, the car lights will light up wherever the sun sets.

The Onmyoji's enchanting face showed a hint of impatience. He disliked such intruders who did not know how to appreciate others. No matter who they were, they should pay a price if they disturbed his speech and interest.

"Go deal with it."

He waved his hand, and three masked zombies rushed towards the ramp.

I thought this would be a crushing match without any suspense, so the demon didn't look back at all.

In fact, it was indeed a crushing match without any suspense. In less than ten seconds after he turned around, the perception between him and the shikigami had been broken.

The roar of the locomotive engine is still there, even getting stronger and clearer.

The demon turned his head in surprise and confusion. The moment he turned his head, what he saw was the silver-white motorcycle that hit him head-on. The streamlined body was very beautiful in design, and it carried a surging and violent impact after running along the way. When he arrived, the wheel almost hit him in the face!

Dozens of cracks appeared on the barrier that opened in front of Onmyoji's eyes. The rotating wheels made a harsh sound on the translucent barrier, accompanied by a burst of dark smoke and high temperature. It was less than three centimeters from his eyeballs. The straight-line distance, the transmitted vibration caused the white powder on the demon's face to fall.

It was as if the Onmyoji's face was used as a pedal to sprint upward, and the Jidao Battle Ax flew straight up to the height of three stories.

Anyone who watches the scene of a motorcycle stepping on a person's face and then leaping into the air will sigh inwardly.

Tsuchimikado straightened his eyes.

Mahiru Amemiya has almost turned into a sculpture that can only be seen through.

The rear wheel of the motorcycle landed accurately on the third floor. After a few harsh brake sounds, the wheel stopped spinning.

Kamo turned around, covering his face with a hideous expression, staring at the motorcycle on the third floor and the young man with a red scarf on the back of the motorcycle.

A full half minute.

When he spoke, his voice became low and depressed, with a hint of terrifying threat and overwhelming murderous intent.

"Who are you!"

The young man took off his helmet and spoke with a refreshing response.

"I look like your father!"