The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

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"who?"

"This aura is actually that of a monster."

"Haha, it's interesting now, someone dares to come here to make trouble."

"It's really interesting, how will the leader deal with it?"

Sparsely in the ears are other people talking about it unscrupulously, whether it is ridicule or anger, and of course there is no lack of playfulness, and what they are talking about is the uninvited him in the middle.

White cloak, one-eyed mask, this set of looks is unique in this era. Looking around at the gathered monsters, Wu Ye let out a long breath, sorting out his chaotic thoughts a little bit.

First, he opened a gap leading to the north, and the location was probably located at a large city in the north on the map. Then, he passed through the gap, and there was a big hand in front of him, so he cut it, and then it became the present This is what it looks like.

The remaining half of the main gate of the castle tower fell at his feet, and the basket seemed to be getting bigger now.

All we can know is that all of this was caused by the sword in Wu Ye's hand, but in fact, he himself did not expect that the Lou Guan Sword is very powerful, but is this too exaggerated?

Wu, who has learned swordsmanship from Yaoji, knows very well that whether it is the soul swordsmanship that has not been passed on due to family reasons or the swordsmanship created by Yaoji, there is one characteristic, that is, the focus is on dealing with people.

That is to say, Soul Yaoji's swordsmanship is fundamentally for use in battles with others, which makes it impossible for his swordsmanship to have much pure power. In terms of destructive power alone, even Marisa's magic cannon is stronger than Not on.

This is a skillful swordsmanship. The most powerful thing is to take people's heads, not to see who can tear down a house faster.

However, when Wu Ye went down with a sword, he even smashed the castle tower, and the anti-human treasure just hit the destructive power of the anti-city treasure. Thinking about it, it's a bit amazing, hahahaha——

I really want to die.

The mask blocked Takeya's expression of stomachache, which looked like arrogance to the monsters around him.

Yakumo Purple, who was standing quietly behind the crowd, looked at Suixiang who retreated to the side, and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Suixiang?"

"It's okay." Cuixiang gritted her teeth, and a wound on her right hand that spread from her palm to her arm looked extremely terrifying. Fortunately, with the strong physical support of the ghost clan, the wound has begun to heal slowly.

Glancing at Cuixiang's wound, Yakumo Zi's brows inevitably frowned. Just one sword can leave a wound on a powerful ghost like Cuixiang.

Hiding her aura, Yakumo Purple quietly escaped into the gap opened behind her, while Yakumo Blue stayed in place as a representative at her request.

Zi Yakumo has used this method to hide herself countless times in the past. Facts have proved that this method is more suitable for manipulating everything. However, no one expected that this tried-and-tested method actually failed.

Because the second before Yakumo Zi pulled away and retreated into the gap, the man's eyes had already locked on her.

How is that possible? Yakumo Purple's stiff movements revealed her inner vacillation.

I found you——Takeya’s eyes were shining under the mask.

Wu Ya, surrounded by monsters of all sizes, is like being in a dark night where he can't reach his fingers, and Zi Yakumo is the only bright light in the night. Once it is lit, it is inevitable to be discovered.

Almost at the moment when Yakumo Purple opened the gap, Takeya discovered the location of Yakumo Purple with the uniqueness of this aura.

But Yakumo Murasaki from a thousand years ago seemed to be shyer than he thought. After their eyes met, the other party still got into the gap without looking back.

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The name he was about to shout was stuck in his throat, and only then did Wu realize that his situation was extremely bad.

Of course, in fact, his situation was not much better from the beginning, it just got worse when Yakumo Purple ran away.

For example--

"You are really brave to break into our territory single-handedly."

Takeya didn't recognize the monster who spoke, but the huge black wings on her back revealed her identity as a Tengu.

Moreover, in the tengu society where the status is determined by the size of the wings, probably, the strength of this guy is above Wenwen, above the crow tengu. Could it be the rumored big tengu?

The other party blamed himself as soon as he came up, but Wu didn't want to argue, because it was meaningless, after all, he was the one who demolished other people's homes first, and the ruins of this place were irrefutable evidence.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the tengu's slightly spread black wings. Takeru tightened his grip on the Lou Guan Sword in his hand. Is this the rhythm of paying homage first and then fighting?

"Huh" sighed softly, and Wu Ye was about to express his intention when his intuition, which had been influenced by Reimu for many years, suddenly called the alarm. Chills ran all over his body, and he instinctively waved the sword in his hand. The next moment, the dark green torrent almost drowned him.

Thanks to Yaoji who didn't take any chances when training him, Wuye's body memory reacted in advance, allowing him to avoid being blasted into pieces.

The huge magic cannon covering the entire field of vision ran straight towards him, and was split into two by the Lou Guan Sword. The dark clouds that had just gathered in the sky were shattered in an instant. Under the dazzling sunlight, the green ones that came from The figure is really shocking.

Hidden under the quiet and elegant flower umbrella is a pair of bloodthirsty pupils. The knee-length skirt with hollow edges is definitely a unique dress in this era. The red and dark red plaid pattern adds a bit of inexplicable oppression. .

Guys who like to use magic cannons to talk have never been Takeya's type, whether they are idiot magicians or unreasonable flower tyrants.

The long and slender Louguan sword let out a deep cry, and there were still traces left by the magic cannon on the sword, a few wisps of white smoke and a burnt-like smell.

Wu Ye's arm was a little numb, and the feeling of slashing Kazami Yuka's magic cannon with a sword was exactly the same as hitting a stone with an iron rod.

"." Regarding the fact that Takeru blocked the magic cannon, Feng Jian Youxiang did not make any comments, but a faint smile appeared on her cold face.

not good

The corners of Takeya's mouth twitched. When he saw Feng Jian Yuxiang's smile, he already knew that big trouble was coming. The oppressive feeling of being surrounded by a pack of wolves was not something that ordinary monsters could compare to.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed forced into a corner now. Although Yakumo Murasaki escaped, it was inevitable for her character to peep, but he couldn't expose Yuko's existence in full view of the public.

There are monsters on both sides, there is no chance to open the gap, and Gangnir is not in hand. What was once the most powerful help has become the most dangerous hidden danger that can sneak up from the gap at any time. Now, the only thing Wu Ya can rely on is the building in his hand. Just watch the sword.

Well, there is only one answer.

Taking a deep breath, Takeru made a special pose. Yakumo Murasaki, who was hiding in the gap, was slightly startled. Although there was only a little shadow, that move was the starting move of the soul-style swordsmanship.

Feng Jian Yuxiang's slender eyes glanced at the long sword in Takeya's hand, crushed the ground with one foot, and pressed toward Takeya with unparalleled power. The flower umbrella shone with a dark green dangerous light.

Takeru held the sword in both hands and swung the sword like a baseball bat to smash the incoming magic cannon. With the turn of his body, he finally completed the starting position of the sword skill.

Yaoji taught him only one sword move, which was not the swordsmanship of the Hunso family, but a unique skill left by a certain swordsman. Legend has it that if you practice it to the extreme, you can even shoot down airplanes in the sky.

"Secret sword——" Wu Ye watched Kazami Yuka's movements intently, and the sword in his hand quickly slashed down.

"!!" Takeya's sudden change in sword power obviously caught Kazami Yuuka off guard, but her extraordinary fighting ability still made her change the trajectory of her body at the last moment and blocked Takeya's fatal sword with the flower umbrella in her left hand.

hateful! Failed!

Wu Ye gritted his teeth secretly, as expected this move was a scam! It is impossible to cut out three swords in an instant! He has already increased his own speed to the extreme, but even so is only taking advantage of Kazami Yuka's underestimation of the enemy.

Looking at the fist that Feng Jian Yuxiang punched after suppressing the sword, Takeya couldn't react in time even if he realized it. He could only watch the fist containing demonic power approaching his heart little by little.

This is the ultimate speed that the body with the demon power can reach. It seems that he has seen the future where life is about to disappear. Wu Ye can't help but start to complain about his arrogance. Why do he think that he can't even do things that demon Ji can't do? It can be done.

Yao Ji has practiced swordsmanship for hundreds of thousands of years, but even so, he still cannot reach that level. Wu Ye has only learned swordsmanship for less than a month, and he is not even an amateur, but he is actually making fun of his life here.

How arrogant.

From the very beginning, he wasn't a genius, that's right, he was just trying to be strong by possessing some strange abilities.

It's almost like cheating. In this case, Yuuko's name should be shouted loudly from the beginning. The passerby should look like a passerby, a hero or something, that belongs to the protagonist——

Tick ​​tock.

In the gray-white courtyard that fell suddenly, the deadly fist stopped at a position five centimeters away from his heart, unable to move any further.

He was so surprised that he could not describe this scene in any words. Takeru held the sword in his hand and opened the flower umbrella of Kazami Yuxiang. It was not his power. Beside him, it was the blue and white maid who held his hand. hand.

It's Sakuya.

Is this the so-called revolving lantern? Unexpectedly, the last person I saw in my life would be Sakuya, that gentle smile, even in the most absurd dream, I never imagined it.

it's not finished yet--

Sakuya said this, she smiled and clenched Takeya's sword-holding hand, and in the stopped world, she swung the remaining two swords at Kazami Yuka.

"Yan Hui!"

The world that shouldn't exist, the maid who shouldn't exist, and the boy who shouldn't exist here have completed this dreamlike coordination, yes, everything is dreamlike and absurd.

The same is true.

In the white-gray courtyard, Takeya himself was the only one who smiled. The broken maid doll was hung far behind him by cobweb-like silk threads. Scarlet blood drops slowly dripped from his pocket watch.

Tick ​​tock.

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