In the black forest, the sea of ​​blood-colored flowers, and the white mist intertwined, dense withered corpses wandered in confusion.

As time passed, black lines of different thicknesses quietly appeared on their gray and white bodies...

"Pfft!"

Whenever these criss-crossing black lines accumulate to a certain amount, they will turn from black to red and ignite a fiery light, cutting those living corpses into charred flesh and scorched internal organs.

But after the scorching black wind blew, these living corpses with their heads in different places would regroup and stand up as if nothing had happened.

"Zheng."

A figure with a metallic streamer passed through the forest at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye...

The living corpses along the way had not had time to turn their heads, their bodies seemed to have been chopped by an invisible blade, split in two from the waist.

Then, a figure as gigantic as a mountain and as fast as the wind smashed over the black tree and crushed the corpse, blocking the streamer's direction.

For a time, the ground shook violently, and flirtatious blood-colored petals flew all over the sky.

"Roar!!!!"

On the glade, Reyer, the strong as a mountain, slammed the ground with his only right paw...

"Boom!!!!"

Beneath the sharp-blade-like wolf claws, a figure wrapped in liquid metal armor, closed with sword-shaped arm armors, struggling to support a side of the world...

On his back, he was still carrying a "Buddha statue" covered with gray stones.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of Abe, if you stop here for a while, there will be a black line on your body, which will lead to the disaster of body splitting. I am afraid it corresponds to the legendary 'black line prison'."

At this time, the stones on the surface of the "Buddha statue" were slowly peeling off, revealing a handsome face that was indistinguishable between men and women: "Please put down the sinful monk and leave quickly!"

The Black String Hell, also known as the Black Rope Hell, is one of the eight hot hells. It belongs to parents and friends, and is born out of harm. If you lie and lie, you should fall into it.

"Shut up... what if it's hell..."

Inside the silver light flowing armor, the voice of Abe Temple came: "I'm here today, and I don't plan to go back alone."

The blades extending from his arms were pressed into a heart-shattering arc by the wolf claws, and dazzling sparks were rubbed, but they were still stubbornly supported.

Although he broke away from the "Fangcheng Mining Cap", the "mineral veining" on Zong Chun's body could not completely fade away in a short period of time.

Abe Temple, who was carrying a "Buddha statue" on his back, was caught up by the demon wolf with a keen sense of smell and speed, and it was difficult to get rid of it for a while.

"Besides, I'm not the only one with black lines... One, two, three..."

However, after a short period of wrestling, three black lines appeared simultaneously on Abeji and Reyer.

"Om..."

The body flexibly fell to the ground, and with the rebound of the blade, he jumped back, and Abe Temple turned into a streamer and disappeared in place...

"Wow?"

At the same time, Reyel tilted his neck like lightning.

The sonic boom of hindsight exploded on the side of his face, but only brought down a handful of mane.

Two-day first-class, five rounds, empty scroll.

"Tsk, I missed it again."

Abe Temple quietly appeared behind the opponent, the two blades in his hands had already set off flames and frost...

"The speed is similar to mine, the body is as hard as a grudge, and conventional techniques are difficult to take effect... Not only that, but also with such a strange blessing..."

At the same time, the burly Reyer had turned around at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and **** stuck out from his sturdy right claw, just right to resist the ice and fire.

"Even if it's a ghost... it's too invulnerable..."

The monstrous coercion of ghosts and gods on the opponent, the terrifying power from the sharp claws, plus the primitive intuition that is comparable to that of a kendo master...

If it is said that the bull ghost that the two fought against on "Yoshihara Fire" is a ronin holding a famous sword, then the one-armed devil who uses his body and strength to the utmost is more like an epee without a sharp edge. A peerless swordsman.

Abe Temple has no doubt that if the other party's left arm was still there, he would already be a corpse.

"Abe-kun must not be entangled, this devil wolf is the blessing of 'fate' given by that woman, and it is difficult to get rid of it by ordinary methods..."

In Zong Chun's eyes, the Orchid silk threads transformed by the "power of destiny" were intertwined on the surface of Reyer's body layer by layer.

"Be careful, the left side!!!"

Before Zong Chun finished speaking, the huge wolf's head, which had split open at an unknown time, rapidly enlarged in the sight of the two of them...

"No, wait a minute, it's still a little... Four, five, six, seven..."

With difficulty resisting the opponent's sharp claws, Abe-ji didn't seem to plan to dodge, his eyes fixed on Reyer's sturdy body...

"……Eight!"

Compared to Abe Temple, who was rushing back and forth, Reyer, who had never moved his footsteps, had the first black line on his body to reach as many as eight!

In the sound of gold and iron rubbing, violent sparks burst out from the black lines on Reyel's body, as if someone was cutting fiercely with a scorching chainsaw...

"Sure enough, even this black line with 'rules' can't completely break through the fate of its body surface?"

Even so, there were no more than eight scorched black cuts on the half-human, half-wolf body with its muscles bursting open.

"How about trying this trick?"

A phantom that was bigger than Narayer, holding a sword in each of its four arms, jumped up directly from behind Abe Temple: "Respectfully, the Great God of Mount Tai of Dongyue!"

Facing the rapidly approaching wolf head, the phantom seemed to slowly cut out four sword lights of different colors!

At the same time, Abeji bent his knees and squatted down, his entire body of blade armor turned into a thin giant blade, which suddenly popped out...

He actually turned his body into a blade, connecting the four sword lights into a huge pentagram, and imprinting it towards Reyer who was close at hand.

Yin Yang·Five Wheel·Taishan Palace King Sword!

"Roar!"

In the face of this sword that combines onmyoji and kendo, even ghosts and gods can't resist it~lightnovelpub.net~ Reyel has no intention of dodging, but instead holds the saliva even bigger...

"Could it be that he intends to..."

In a trance, everything in the sight of the two of Abeji disappeared without a trace, except for the wolf's mouth that seemed to hold the upper and lower jaws against the heaven and the earth...

"Squeeze."

The five-pointed star that the sword light turned into, together with the majestic phantom behind Abe Temple, was swallowed by the wolf's mouth!

"Okay, what a terrible mouth...hiss..."

The sword light of Abe Temple's incarnation passed Reyel and stopped ten meters away...

"Master Zongchun...you...can you run now?"

With a single sword on the ground, he struggled to stabilize his body and asked Zong Chun in a low voice behind him.

"It shouldn't be a big problem now."

Leaping from the back of Abe Temple, Zong Chun struggled to move his lower body wrapped in ore, and nodded.

Her eyes fell on the opponent's left arm, her pupils shrank suddenly: "Abe benefactor...you..."

"Well, it has nothing to do with you..."

The silver armor on his body faded like a tide, revealing Abe Temple, which was as white as paper...

"It's normal that the dog's mouth is so big that it can't escape completely."

His left arm that originally held the sword had disappeared without a trace at this time, leaving only a **** wound!

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