Apocalyptic Forecast

The flame rises.

　　 Just under the wrestling of the sword blade and the ghost gold rod, the beautiful face was covered inch by inch, engulfing the figure of the woman, she was burning...

　　 can look so comfortable again.

　　 as if it should have been.

　　Innocence is just... after tearing the disguise, liberating the nature.

　　 To burn away the beauty and coquettishness, what is left is this ferocious and hideous one that walks calmly toward extinction.

　　 At that moment, there was a long-lost anxiety in Guo Ying's heart.

　　 Feel the huge power surging under the ghost golden rod...

　　 "Ah, shameless!"

　　The blond violent people in the distance were furious, brandishing the iron chain and roaring, filled with righteous indignation: "It's too much to pour gasoline on such a beautiful woman!"

　　 "Wake up, Barney, no one would dare to pour gasoline on that kind of thing."

　　Shishixueyeyougui's expression was stiff, only sweat slipped from his forehead, almost blurring the heavy make-up like a heavy metal singer. It's hard to believe the scene before me, and it's hard to believe my guess.

　　 "That's... the fire broke out."

　　 That's right, in the literal sense-fire! force! all! open!

　　 The darkness in the flames rises and riots.

　　 Loud roar.

　　 The sword was propped up inch by inch, and the heavy ghost gold rod was pushed back!

　　 The huge power that burst out in a flash made it difficult for the stone slabs under the ghosts' feet to withstand the exaggerated wrestling force, shattering, and the huge body slid backwards.

　　The burning blade of resentment pursues, forwards, slashes!

　　 From the ghost monk’s distorted face, he cut a bone-thinning gap, almost scratching one of his eyes.

　　 Guo yelled in pain, waving the ghost gold rod indiscriminately, staggering back.

　　 Ke Huaishi didn't pursue it anymore, but stood still, opened his mouth, and a flame of origin of catharsis was gushing out of his mouth and nose.

　　 "I've seen this, it's Godzilla!"

　　 Barney hadn't reacted yet, and excitedly pulled his eldest brother's sleeve, "Big brother, look, Godzilla! The nuclear monster... is there a motherhood!"

　　 "Mom!"

　　Shishixueyeyougui feels that he is going crazy, and envy his brother's thick lines from the bottom of his heart.

　　 Can’t see it yet, Barney!

　　 From just now to now, that monster-like woman has not even tried her best!

　　 She was just playing with her prey...

　　 While in the same place, Huai Shi stared at the enemy not far away, and couldn't help sighing, fearing after a while.

so close!

　　 Just now, he almost subconsciously used Yubu to chase the drummer...

　　 Isn’t that just showing up?

　　 The over-limit state acts on the inside, and there is no clue from the outside, but it can be used quietly. But whether it is the drummer's Tian Beng or Yu Bu's shrinking ground, they are almost all the same skills.

　　 Not to mention that the world only owns the Dragon Xiang chord.

　　 Once I use other iconic weapons and tricks of my own, I am afraid it will be exposed.

　　 Since the return from hell, news of the transformation of the crow has been blocked in the teaching and research room, and is not known to outsiders. After all, it is the result left by the sun-casters, and it is kept confidential to the outside world.

　　 But if he dared to take out Beelzebu and fire a shot, the local Astronomical Society of Yingzhou might come to the door for a ten-day tour of the deep mountains and hot springs in two hours.

　　 Fortunately, if it's just a method of playing, outsiders who don't understand it can't see the clues at all.

　　 But the problem is... I am not good at this kind of Yingzhou knife usage.

　　 He lowered his head and looked at the resentment whispering in his hands.

　　 shook his head regretfully.

　　 is not completely ignorant, but instinctively knows how to use knives and weapons of this length. Use the most general mechanics to control.

　　 Other than that, not at all.

　　 What kind of sword Zen, what kind of remnant heart, what kind of foot-folding, qi fusion, cutting back...not to mention the specialization, profound meaning and stunts of this flow.

　　This way of using it, there is no difference between replacing the weapon in the hand with an iron rod, replacing it with a sword of virtue and an axe.

　　 What a pity.

　　 He casually waved the blade in his hand, stepping forward step by step, approaching his opponent.

　　 If not, it doesn’t matter, just use it as something else.

　　 collapse!

　　 Hong Zhong bang suddenly erupted from the air.

　　Ghost gold rod swept across under Huaishi's sway, and was knocked down, shaking violently, as if to fly out of Guoying's hand.

　　 humming.

　　 It seems that what Huaishi is cleaving is not a sword at all, but a powerful hammer that is so heavy!

　　Unbelievable.

　　 just waving randomly, it set off a hurricane, and the low noise of the blade breaking through the air seemed to be a mighty heavy object swaying randomly. But after that, he became light and sensitive again, quietly, like a dagger, not feeling the slightest sound of wind.

　　The long-lost source quality application.

　　 In the past, the quality of the Axe of Wrath could be applied to the dagger, but now it is not surprising that the weight of the Hammer of Pain is placed on the Blade of Resentment.

　　 is just a simple on-the-spot application in the face of such heavy and blunt instruments.

　　 In the instant of silence, the sword blade in the fire slashed and chopped randomly, and the sound of breaking through the air overlapped in one place, as if it had become a sonorous rhythm.

　　 Powerful four or four beats.

　　 This is a weird illusion that only the person involved can experience, and it is also an experience that Guo Ying has never had in his entire life.

If this burly ghost monk had walked into the concert hall and the performance scene even once, he would understand that it was just a prelude to the arrival of the grand symphony, announcing the arrival of a storm.

　　 Huai poem, cut song.

　　The performance is about to begin.

　　 At that moment, the corner of Guo Ying's eyes twitched, as if a cold wind was coming on her face. For no reason, and so incomprehensible, he heard the roar of hallucinations...

　　 This is a dangerous omen brought by intuition.

　　 "Have you heard?"

　　 In the ear, a hoarse and low voice suddenly came: "That is a loud noise announcing the arrival of dawn."

　　 As the blade lifted, the burning figure stepped forward, not knowing when, it was already close at hand. Obviously compared to the burly giant monk so thin and slender, but it is as if from a condescending bird's-eye view.

　　 Maybe she had said something else, but Guo Ying, who was shocked, didn't know it at all.

　　 only heard the last two words.

　　 She said, "Stand well."

　　 At that moment, there was a loud noise.

　　 The mighty roar suddenly swept across, spreading from her hand.

　　Because the burning blade has been raised, under the grip of both hands, it aimed at his face and cut it down!

　　 To put it in a nutshell, it's just the "Tang Bamboo" type that can't be seen in kendo.

　　 raised the weapon, aimed at the enemy, used enough strength, and slashed from top to bottom, but now, when she held the hilt of resentment tightly, even the rising flames began to dance hurriedly.

　　 Before the magnificent melody that was about to be played, the panic disappeared.

　　 An unprecedented bitter cold instantly enveloped Guo Ying's soul, causing him to hold up the ghost gold rod with his hands without thinking, and stand in front of him.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the eyes went black.

　　 Seems to be hit head-on by a truck.

　　 was horrified by the huge power that erupted in an instant, it was unbelievable that there was such a terrible full blow in that small figure.

　　 The ghost golden rod screamed and trembled.

　　 But this terrible blow was blocked by him after all! As a monk of Mount Hiei, the evil spirit who has fallen into the path of impure has already carved into the instinct for the method of struggle.

　　 No need to think, the next step is to seize this brief gap and counterattack.

　　 Grabbed her head with hands, feet, fists, trampled, and with five fingers, and then crumpled it violently. Then use the ghost gold stick to completely smash into the flesh.

　　 should be like this.

　　 is as it should be.

　　 But now... what happened in front of him was completely different from what he had imagined!

　　 Because just after that violent blow was over, what was waiting for him was not the precious breathing time, but another terrorist crisis.

　　 reenacted like clouds and flowing water.

　　 The cutting edge of the blade was raised again, and under the grip of both hands, holding on to this mighty force, with all his strength, he cut down again!

　　The second blow without interruption!

　　 The ghost golden rod shook sharply, glowing with wailing, and Guoying's ten fingers suddenly broke apart, trembling slightly.

　　 While the loud noise was spreading, without even leaving any room for breathing, he saw that the blade was raised for the third time, held high, aimed at his face, and slashed!

　　 Third hit!

　　 The loud noise before the victory burst again, and the shock spread, and Guo Ying suddenly felt a violent drowsiness and could not breathe. The hideous face with double horns also showed a hint of blue.

　　 I feel almost suffocated...

How can it be?

　　 It is difficult to understand, and it is impossible to understand why there is such a rough trick, why there is no gap between the opponent, and even the breath is not disturbed.

　　 It's as if it's not people who are facing, but something of steel that is better than people.

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　　 From the violent figure in the flame, I saw something intangible. It was an incredibly huge weapon, a huge artillery like the crystallization of war.

　　 also only shelling can sum up this unreasonable terrorist shock.

　　 When countless loud reverberations stretched in one place, echoed in his hard bones, and finally passed into his brain, it turned into a magnificent symphonic melody like an illusion.

　　 This is a legendary movement written by Tchaikovsky against Roman aggression and praising the victory of the Great Patriotic War.

　　 deduce the tragic and tragic war with a mighty symphony. In the end, the demise of the aggressor was announced with the sound of the mighty power of the sky, and victory came!

　　-"Overture in E flat major "1812""

　　 Now, accompanied by an illusion-like melody interpretation.

　　 The solemn shelling begins!

　　 In the distance, the Bozou brothers from Edo have been stunned by this terrifying sight.

　　 Like the evil **** who descended from hell, the burning figure danced with swords in his hands, and burst into thunder and loud noises when he chopped.

　　 One, two, three

　　 The high-pitched calls overlapped and turned into loud noises of rainstorm.

　　 Every blow makes the body of the giant ghost in front of him tremble and frighten, but the next blow will bring a whole new despair and haze

　　The bombardment-like chopping, never ending.

　　 There is no mercy, no weakness, no pause... to impose a cruel punishment on the monster in front of you!

　　 Until he was completely reduced to ashes and crushed into dross!