Demon Hunter and His Hut

clack. "

The courtyard door was opened, and Sword Master Jackdaw looked at Jian Jiao, who was kneeling on the floor of the veranda.

"Wait outside." He instructed casually and walked into the quiet courtyard on the snow.

Jianjiao didn't get up, and he didn't know what to call the man in front of him, so he could only lower his head, "I'm ready, I can start anytime."

Then he raised his head and glanced at Nao Yuuki.

"Let her go down the mountain and leave Hanchuan."

"Okay." The Jackdaw Sword Master said without any hesitation.

A relieved smile appeared on Jianjiao's face, and then he stood up and walked to the side of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

"what should I do?"

"Don't you need to say goodbye to her?"

The Sword Master Jackdaw asked.

Once he holds that sword, it means that Jianjiao will gradually lose himself and become a puppet.

"no need."

Jianjiao didn't look back.

"What has to be said has been said."

"Alright."

Yuuki Nao's cheeks twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything, just knelt down silently, then got up and walked outside the house.

The whole body exuded a pure white luster, and a pair of thin wings appeared behind Yuuki Nao, and then the whole person turned into a streamer and left the courtyard and flew into the distance.

From beginning to end, Jianjiao's figure did not move at all, he pursed his lips and stared stubbornly at the snow under his feet.

The Jackdaw Sword Master sighed, "You have more talent than celebrities, but unfortunately your heart is not cruel enough."

"Don't you feel sad that you have lived your whole life for others and have no goals of your own?"

"Only the weak place their hopes on others, and you have disappointed me."

Jianjiao smiled miserably, "My destiny has been doomed since I arrived in Hanchuan. Does it matter if I have a goal?"

"let's start.

"

"The wait is too long."

He didn't want to say more, just closed his mouth.

Sword Master Jackdaw stretched out his right hand and moved his index finger slightly. A stream of light from the hut on the top of Hanchuan passed through the door of the house at a very fast speed, streaking across the sky and falling into the courtyard.

It was a pitch-black sword.

"Take this sword and let go of all your minds."

Jianjiao stretched out his pale hand and grasped the hilt without any hesitation. There was an icy touch on his palm. The coldness penetrated into his heart and devoured his entire soul.

The scene in front of him spread out like ink and wash, and Jian Jiao felt that his perception was enlarged and then reduced again. In the chaos, he saw many strange sights.

Weird city, special tower, looming coercion, a huge eyeball full of power.

dragon!

He soon realized that what he was seeing was part of the memory of the Jackdaw Lord, and that, unbeknownst to him, fusion had begun.

In the process, he saw more and more things, his eyeballs gradually expanded, and the spirit inside was stripped away a little bit, and at the same time, the sword master of the Jackdaw standing opposite him also began to blur.

Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to understand something, his eyes calmed down, and he let out a long breath.

"So it is."

"my father."

The cold wind swept across the courtyard and rolled up snow.

In this narrow but quiet courtyard for several months, the warmth of the past can no longer be found, and there is only one figure left in the empty courtyard.

Thin, with a sword in one hand.

I don't know how long it took before a tentative voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Father?"

The courtyard door was pushed open, and a burly figure broke the silence and walked in, and then he saw the figure standing in the courtyard.

There was silence on the young face, but the vicissitudes that did not match his age were revealed in his eyes.

The pale palm slowly tightened, and a streamer flashed on the black sword. Slowly, the face changed slightly.

It seems to be the appearance of Jianjiao, but from other angles, it seems to be a different face.

"You've succeeded!" The Yatako celebrity looked overjoyed.

That mighty and unrivaled Jackdaw Sword Master broke through the lifespan and descended again.

The Yatako celebrity was excited. He knew that his father was strong, and at his peak, almost no one could resist him.

Except for the one at the shrine...

Boom!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of fierce battle at the foot of the mountain, and at the same time, a strong bloody smell spread up.

Although I haven't seen anyone coming, just feeling this breath will make ordinary practitioners' minds vibrate and they can't exert their original power.

"what happened?"

The celebrity Yatagara was shocked, but the Sword Master Jackdaw standing in front of him was still calm. He took a deep breath, as if trying to discern the tyranny hidden in the bloody aura.

There was a little doubt on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master, "An old friend is here."

"Old friend?"

The muscles of the Yatatag celebrities are tensed, and everyone who can be made old friends by the Jackdaw Sword Master is a real yakuza.

"Who is it?" The celebrity Yatako felt strange. He had witnessed almost every important battle of the Jackdaw Sword Master, but he searched his memory but still couldn't find a strong man who matched this aura.

The Jackdaw Sword Master didn't answer, but walked out with his sword in hand. Behind him, a black moon appeared on the blank back.

A faint phantom can be seen in the outline of the black moon.

It was a three-legged crow standing on its side.

The dark body almost merged with the moonlight, but the eyes reflected a little pale.

At the same time, Jianjiao's dark pupils also disappeared, replaced by a shocking white.

"puff!"

At the foot of the mountain, a blood-red figure expressionlessly pulled out the two knives in his hand.

As long as he waved his hand at will, he could kill all the enemies in front of him, but for some reason, deep in his heart, he was reluctant to do so.

He prefers close-quarters confrontation to unreasonable crushing, feeling the touch of the blade cutting through the musculoskeletal bones, and the warmth of the blood splashing on his face.

The enemy in front of him could not arouse any interest. He mechanically raised his hand and dropped it, and then went back and forth like this, but he was thinking hard in his heart.

Until there was no more active enemy in front of him, his knife-wielding hand froze in the air, then raised his head and saw two figures standing near the top of the mountain.

"How should I address you as?"

He heard the question from the young man with old eyes.

"Lone Mountain? Or something else?"

Everything in front of him was dyed red with blood. He shook his head irritably, but a voice came from the bottom of his heart, "It's him, take him back!"

The Jackdaw Sword Master sighed, "What a pity, you haven't gotten rid of that thing's control after all."

"It seems that the methods I gave you have failed."

Ritui Gushan's hands were shaking, but soon the voice in his heart became louder and louder, the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his trembling palms tightened.

"I don't know who you are, but only by killing you can I be freed!"

He let out a roar, and his knives staggered, drawing a brilliant blood light.

"As long as you persist for a while, I can help you, help you completely solve the hidden dangers on your body, and even go further."

The Jackdaw Sword Master shook his head.

"You have survived the most difficult decades, and you have fallen short of success."

"Sunset Lonely Mountain, let me end your pain."

The Jackdaw Sword Master said expressionlessly, but there was a hint of imperceptible emotion flashing in the depths of his eyes.

At this moment, a voice came from the clouds far away.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Hearing this voice, the celebrity Yatatagashi didn't feel anything, but after feeling the breath on the other party's body, his face changed wildly, and he took out the big sword on his back almost in an instant.

There was also a hint of surprise on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master, "Tengu."

"Since when did you stop recognizing me as a teacher?"

The thick cloud layer broke open, and a face wrapped in metal emerged from it.

"From when you passed me, or after you stabbed the weapon in my chest?"

The metal mask on Lord Tengu's face actually merged with the flesh on his face, and when he spoke, the metal face also changed a bit.

It's not the joy of reunion, but the deep hatred!

The Jackdaw Sword Master stared intently at his former teacher, "It seems that you still failed."

"fail?"

God Lord Tengu sneered, "I have never been better than this moment!"

"Younger body, stronger strength, which means I have enough time to explore higher limits!!"

"In addition, I will completely end this troubled world, let everything merge, and open a new era."

The Jackdaw Sword Master shook his head, and there was even a trace of pity deep in his eyes, "You don't understand anything."

God Lord Tengu laughed in anger, his icy face looked particularly ferocious, his eyes fell on Riguro Gushan, and his pupils shrank slightly to sense the strength of Riguro Gushan.

"I'm obviously not the only one who hates you."

The Jackdaw Sword Master didn't care about this, "Do you want to be together?"

"Do not!"

Lord Tengu shook his head, "I prefer the joy of killing you alone!"

"Unfortunately, you are destined to never be able to experience it."

After speaking, the Sword Master Jackdaw ignored the powerful enemy in the sky, clenched the weapon in his hand and looked towards the Sunset Mountain.

"Come on, it's you first."

"And then there's that thing!"

boom!

The blood shone into the sky, the two swords were swung in the sunset at Gushan, and the snow was flying, and the sword light engulfed the figures of the two!

At the same time, on Qinglu Mountain, Roger, who was sitting at the foot of the statue, slowly raised his head. He felt two powerful auras, unfamiliar, but not belonging to God Lord Tengu.

In the cover up of the Barbarian Sword Master, he had already seen the power of the Tengu God, and he was mentally prepared for it.

"Bang!"

The first thing that landed on the ground was a cyan figure, a strong man comparable to Roshan, more than three meters tall, and the skin on the body surface was as rough as a rock.

Followed by the second person, his body flickered a few times in the air in a trance, and his voice came from all directions.

"Are you that Roger?"

"There's nothing special about it either."

"Where is the Tengu God?"

Roger raised his head, his body relaxed, and he didn't feel the sense of crisis when facing the enemy at all.

Because it really isn't necessary.

The obscure aura on the other party reminded Roger that this was the Lord from the Land of Eternal Darkness.

But so what?

At this time, Roger can be ignored below the pole.

"You don't need Lord God to deal with you."

The Roshan-like figure opened his mouth and let out a roar, his voice rough like the whirring of the wind in the valley.

"Where is he?" Roger demanded.

"It's nothing to tell you, Lord God went to Hanchuan."

The next moment, without any sound, the hill-like figure appeared in front of Roger, and a fist bigger than the body of an ordinary adult violently smashed down.

He was connected to the ground as a whole, black smoke poured into his body under his feet, and the inflated breath of his body blocked all Roger's moving areas.

Roger didn't dodge, but raised his hand at will.

He wanted to test his defense at this time.

tom! !

There was a roar in the air, and the violent air waves escaped, smashing the already precarious building into a mess.

The ground beneath his feet shook like a wave, but Roger himself did not move at all, nor did the expression on his face change.

The defense gained after being promoted is far beyond Roger's imagination. Although he feels the impact from the opposite side, the impact on him is minimal.

The world after the pole is really different.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, and at this time, the storm-like attack also fell again.

Pure physical attacks, and fighting methods that use the body as the driving force are rare in the long life. In the case of sneak attacks, practitioners with generally low physical fitness can easily suffer in the confrontation.

But in the next few seconds, both Qingqiu and Bai Ling witnessed the horror of Roger.

The kind of defense that seems to be unable to be broken through.

"It's weird!"

"His strength is weird, no one can resist my attack without getting hurt, not even the extreme gods!"

Qingqiu roared.

The indifferent Bai Ling also changed her face, her body jumped, and countless phantoms appeared in all directions. The silhouettes overlapped and split, and energy was transmitted from the ground and the void.

That is the energy that belongs to the land of ever-darkness.

"let me help you!"

Bai Ling shouted loudly that her body is hidden in countless phantoms, making it impossible to tell which is the real body.

But at this moment, Bai Ling saw that the young man who had been resisting Qingqiu's attack suddenly raised his head and looked over.

And that's where her body is.

"That's too late."

Roger opened his mouth and said, the next second he let go of the restrictions and instantly pushed his strength to the same level as his defense.

Bang bang bang!

Without any defense, Roger let Qingqiu's attack fall on his body, while he fought back against all the pressure in the stormy attack.

The sword of fate was not used, nor was there any technique, pure violence and collision.

Punch to the flesh.

At the beginning, Qingqiu was barely able to resist Roger's attack. His body was huge and his strength was extremely terrifying, but it only took a few short breaths.

In the violent confrontation, he found that his fists and arms began to gradually collapse in the impact.

The injury spread to the shoulder and chest.

Then fell flat.

The flesh and blood of the arm collapsed, revealing the bones, and under the collision of the powerful force, his body flew out.

But in the process, Roger did not retreat half a step. He stepped on the ground and knocked Chunqingqiu's body down from the top of the mountain like a violent giant bear.

Then move down step by step.

During the attack, dust flew, trees fell, and the two men's bombardment touched the already fragile mountain, which then caused a new round of disintegration.

But at this time, Bai Ling's long-prepared onmyoji hadn't been released yet, and the terrifying sound of air and the collision of her body made her tongue dry, and she was secretly frightened.

Immediately, she noticed that a familiar aura at the core of the battle was fading at an extremely fast speed, and her face changed wildly.

Bai Ling instantly interrupted the explosive power, and his body flew away in a flash.

At this time, the dust settled, and among the ruins, Roger stepped on Qingqiu's broken body and looked somewhere in the sky.