Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1498 1470. Vengeful Ghost Ghost Hunter Ghost

Wu Ming was not unfamiliar with the vengeful ghost in front of him.

The pair of large horns on its head had already indicated its identity as a [ghost].

The so-called vengeful ghost was a huge red ghost formed by the accumulation of countless vengeful spirits!

It was about the same size as the Ape Ghost and Lan En, but it could be held in one hand!

It usually appeared in places where a large number of creatures died, were not properly handled, and resentment was rampant.

It was a monster born from resentment!

And this kind of monster could at least call out [Chang An] on its own!

In its expression that was split vertically in half, the angry half of the face was burning with rage, and the resentful half of the face was filled with filthy black smoke.

All over the body, the vengeful spirits that accumulated into ghosts were making strange noises all the time.

This terrifying appearance, as well as the anger and resentment on the body, was enough for ordinary people to be seriously ill just by looking at it!

Not to mention, now that this huge center of darkness has been created, it is also cooperating at the other end of the road to block them in the middle!

The center of darkness looks like an ordinary monk, but it would be a ghost if Wuming really believed it!

In any case, since the other party can control the ghost of resentment, there is no reason to be weaker than the ghost of resentment!

Immediately!

Wuming's slightly opened mouth with a beauty mole suddenly clenched!

"Crack!"

The mechanism on the naginata sickle was activated, and sparks burst out.

The sound of the giant sickle swinging in the wind was accompanied by swift movements, and the fur cloak was swung up!

Wuming's waist made a rhythmic swing in an instant, and through the swing of the core strength, it was multiplied on the giant sickle in his hand!

[Naginata sickle·Concentrated heart]!

After swinging in a circle, the left and right slashes left a visual afterimage in the air!

But this is not aimed at the enemy, but at the wooden ground!

In just a moment! On the suspended floor of the Changzai Temple, which had been built and maintained for dozens or hundreds of years, there was a sound of "Kara-la"!

It was the multi-layered wooden floor that was dried in the shade and soaked in tung oil, and was strong and resilient, that was violently torn apart by the sickle! The sound of overturning!

The originally expensive and neat wooden floor was directly torn into two uneven and violent traces on the left and right by Wuming's sickle!

The wood chips flew and shattered into two pieces of smoke on the left and right!

"Qilin!"

Wuming shouted without turning her head. She hadn't even finished retracting her moves yet.

The ancient dragon of the New World was still a little unresponsive.

But Lan En had already understood--

Wuming wanted to directly demolish this area of ​​the suspended Buddhist temple!

Even if she had to drag the vengeful ghost down with her and deal with them separately, she never wanted to be caught in the middle of the mountain road by two groups of enemies in front and behind!

Fight separately, at least she only had to deal with one. At present, this monk who is the center of the darkness has no foundation. If he has the ability to cooperate with the ghost, then they will be in trouble if they are caught in the middle!

So Lan En, who made a decision immediately, came up with the same idea almost at the same time as Wuming.

So the next moment before Wuming's voice of calling Qilin fell, Lan En also called out to the ancient dragon of the new world without turning his head.

"Qilin!"

Qilin's trust and understanding of Lan En is of course much higher than that of Wuming.

It didn't know what Wuming meant, so it hesitated a little.

But as soon as Lan En opened his mouth, it immediately screamed reflexively!

"Shhhhhhh!"

The crackling blue lightning lingered and entangled on the horns on the head of the Qilin, and the supernumerary lens that broke through the skin on the shoulder blade.

The Qilin stood up, and the calico kitten with mane on its back looked like a brave little knight riding a horse.

"Meow!"

Accompanied by the encouragement of the flannel ball, the unicorn's thunderous hoof stomped straight down!

A mixed explosion sounded!

The hard wood that had supported the temple for dozens or hundreds of years was shattered, and the rocks that served as the supporting points were also broken and torn out in large pieces!

These things were mixed together, and the vengeful ghost that had just emerged from the [Eternal World] fell down together!

Following them, Wuming, the unicorn and the flannel ball, who had already prepared themselves mentally, also fell down together.

The famous hanging Buddha main hall of Changzai Temple collapsed directly by one-third of its area after Wuming's cutting and marking, and the unicorn's strong stomping.

After falling down, it fell on the mountain ground with a height difference of more than ten meters.

Inside the main hall, the gold-painted Buddha statue was also shaking and tilting in the foundation, and finally fell down directly.

Everything happened in a flash.

From the sudden appearance of the vengeful ghost to the opening of the courtyard gate of the Buddhist temple, it was at most one second, less than two seconds.

Wuming and Lan En's joint decision, and Qilin's final execution.

All happened in this short period of time.

As the person who looked directly at the dark center of the courtyard gate on the stone steps, Lan En also saw the monk. His expression changed from complacent and sinister to surprised, angry, and finally hardened.

"Destroying my Buddhist temple is a heinous crime!"

The monk's face twitched and trembled.

"Yitatsu, the bastard who stole the name of the Saito family, let you play as a vanguard and die?"

"It sounds like you have a lot of resentment."

Lan En said without any tension.

And under the wreckage behind it that has collapsed, pieces of wood and stone are still falling down.

The chaotic screams of the many resentful spirits on the ghost ghosts, the wind sound of weapons breaking through the air, and the crackling sound of thunder suddenly started.

The originally silent temple became noisy and tense.

But Lan En, with his left hand resting on the handle of the knife at his waist, didn't even have the intention of unsheathing the knife, and his words were quite polite.

"I guess with your appearance and your graceful demeanor, you must be Master Rihuo who is always at the temple?"

"Then I can understand your resentment. After all."

"He's the dead remnant of the Nagai family!"

On the stone steps, Master Rihuo's face suddenly froze.

It wasn't that he was shocked that Lan En dared to have such a rude conversation with him under such circumstances.

After all, in the eyes of Master Nichigo, those who invaded Washibayashi Shanjozai Temple must be the army secretly sent by Saito Yoshiryu to communicate with traitors. These few people are just the vanguard who are destined to die.

They are now isolated and helpless, which is really a big disadvantage.

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But just after Lan En finished speaking, Master Rihuo's face was filled with only gloomy and fierce anger!

But what reached his face almost at the same time as his anger was, besides the distortion of his expression, there was also a clear silver light!

[Acceleration Technique]!

[Water-Shaped Sword·Shuchi]!

The tall figure under the stone steps in the distance disappeared like smoke in the dark gray-white tone.

When it reappeared, the sharp and graceful blade of the long knife was almost about to cut horizontally into the head of Ribo!

With Lan En's sword skills and Alondette's sharpness, with this sword strike, the Tianling Cap and the upper half of his skull would be sliced ​​apart smoothly, and then fly out under the impact.

The teasing and murderous expression on Lan En's face was still there, as if his movements were completely unrelated to his expression.

But the cold and sharp feeling on the Lake Girl's Sword has already made the hair on the face of Master Rihu suddenly stand up, and at the same time his pupils shrink suddenly!

He didn't react at all!

Lan En's movement speed has already forced the target fighting him to increase the fighting rhythm to an extremely fast speed and extremely high efficiency.

If he can't keep up, then the target may not have the power to fight back in front of him.

It is foreseeable that after he installs the next step of strengthening the organ [nerve knot] on himself, his reaction speed should be further enhanced.

This superb and efficient fighting style will be further improved simultaneously.

Normally speaking, a face-to-face meeting with someone with the kind of reflexes that Master Sun Protector has would be enough to tell the difference between life and death.

But the great monk didn't react, but the things around him had already reacted.

"Choke!"

There was a loud crash of steel, accompanied by the sudden appearance of Mars!

Two small pieces of paper, cut and folded into abstract human shapes, floated out from the wide sleeves of Master Rihuo's ornate cassock.

One of the paper figures suddenly released filthy black smoke in an instant, and then, a weapon roughly similar to the naginata sickle in Wu Ming's hand, but even more rough and twisted, and even a bit haphazardly spliced, blocked Lan Enheng's path. The cutting blade!

"Whoa whoa!"

Manic and bloody shouts came from the black smoke of the stretched out weapons, as if they were about to start a killing spree.

Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the [Acceleration Technique] again without any delay!

There was a sharp friction, and the witcher dodged away neatly and smoothly like the most skilled Yharnam hunter.

And at the next moment, the scythe, which was covered with sharp blades, as if several pieces of broken blades were haphazardly pieced together, swept past Lan En's original location.

But he could only cut the visual afterimage he left into two pieces.

The thing in the black smoke has completely emerged from the paper figure form.

It was something that looked very similar to an ape ghost in Lan En's opinion.

It's just that the ape ghost has only one horn on its head, but on its head is a pair of golden crystal horns.

And compared to the ape ghost who wore it casually, like clothes for fun, there were obviously more traces of armor on its body.

And although this armor is old and tattered, why does it look like a damaged version of the one worn by Wu Ming? !

In a split second, Lan En swept through the opponent's arm guards one after another. The structure was obviously made of some kind of monster finger bones and was very distinctive.

And the fur cloak on the opponent's back. Is it growing on his back?

Coupled with this is the weapon that Wu Ming said was ‘the secret of Chu Ye Yanzhong’, the naginata sickle.

A monster hunter turned into a monster?

It looks like the monk used onmyoji or Buddhist magic to harvest the shikigami?

"How disrespectful!"

But it was only then that a wet cold sweat suddenly broke out from the forehead and neck of Master Ribo, and his face looked pale even in the constant darkness.

The fear of being almost instantly killed because he couldn't react just now made him stumble back unconsciously.

The arm under the cassock was raised and pointed at Lan En fiercely.

"Ghost Hunter! Kill him!"