Chapter 189 The Great Tengu Curse Spirit Standing in the Field

A flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and a cruel arc appeared on the corner of Fushiguro Shier's mouth. He didn't even pull out [Tian Ni 𫓴], but just rotated the blade to grind the enemy's heart into minced meat. Without hesitation, he immediately freed his right hand and placed it in front of the "Ugly Treasure" wrapped around him, making a gesture of drawing the sword and slashing.

"Zheng!"

In an instant, the "Ugly Treasure" with zero delay immediately prepared a new weapon for its owner.

A white light flashed at Fushiguro Shier's waist, and that was the [Soul-Slashing Sword] that was unsheathed in an instant!

A terrifying sword energy broke through the restraint of the blade and directly slashed the neck of the enemy in front of him.

It's no surprise that he beheaded with one sword

This is just the beginning.

Fushiguro Shier became ruthless, but he would not hold back at all.

Even though he had caused two fatal injuries, "heart damage" and "decapitation", Fushiguro Shier still did not stop, instead he showed a bloodthirsty smile.

Because he worked under his boss, the enemies he faced were very difficult. Fushiguro Shier knew that some guys might not be completely killed if they were only pierced through the heart.

Moreover, being kind to the enemy was cruel to oneself, so he must kill with one move!

The killing blade rolled up a sharp wind and waves, accompanied by terrible sword lights and shadows flashing each other, and blood flowers scattered everywhere.

Holding two swords, Fushiguro Shier burst out with all his strength, his eyes were so ferocious that he looked like a bloodthirsty monster, and he directly surpassed the limit of human dynamic visual capture as soon as he started.

With the skills of killing that were honed over and over again, no one could count how many sword lights and shadows there were in the center of the terrifying killing storm.

All he knew was that in such an intensive attack, the bloody Gojo Xinyan had almost no ability to resist. Whether it was hard bones or soft kidneys, everything was chopped into a pile of rotten meat.

What was even more exaggerated was that when Fushiguro Shiro sheathed the blade again, the blade and the sheath closed with a crisp sound, and then the blood rain and fragments cut off by him from above began to fall down.

This just shows that Fushiguro Shiro was so fast that even "gravity" had not reacted yet.

"Where did this uncle come from?"

Suguru Jie opened his mouth wide, and he didn't know where to start to express his inner surprise.

It was really one wave after another.

Suguru Jie was still immersed in the surprise given to him by his friend Isayama Kenmei in the last second, and the next second he witnessed the man and his amazing appearance, piercing the enemy's heart from behind, and then using the double sword flow to dismember the enemy into minced meat, the whole process took only three breaths in total.

He swallowed.

After all, unlike ordinary strong athletes, this uncle was too oppressive.

With his strong muscles, the murderous aura of a tyrant, and even the weapons he used were special grade curse tools, he didn't look like an ordinary person.

With the eyesight of Xiayou Jie, he only felt a bright white light flashing in his sight and saw nothing. Then, the enemy who was no different from a god in his eyes, turned into a pool of blood foam.

Xiayou Jie looked at Jianshan Xianmei who was in the center of the giant Buddha emitting sacred light. The guy looked normal and was not affected by this phenomenon at all, as if all this was within his expectations.

Too scary

"Is this also your man?"

If it weren't for the mandatory order, Xiayou Jie would probably not believe that besides Jianshan Xianmei, there would be someone willing to wade into this muddy water.

Jianshan Xianmei became more and more mysterious in Xiayou Jie's eyes. How much did his friend know that he didn't know.

From the beginning, he was so weak that he couldn't even deal with the third-level curse spirit, to now he even created a domain, doesn't it just mean that the special-grade curse spirit is just a dish for him?

This span of strength is simply unheard of, too strong.

He is so powerful, my God.

Whether it is the [Domain Expansion] hidden by Kenmei Isayama, or the handsome uncle below who is invincible.

Geto Xiayou is very clear, and he even sadly finds that there is a bottomless gap between his strength and Kenmei Isayama.

And it is a strength gap that he cannot make up for temporarily in the next few years!

Now Geto Xiayou can only be regarded as a special-grade sorcerer, but his [Spirit Manipulation Technique] has not yet reached the special level, which means that he still has a very long way to go before he can send out the domain.

And the uncle below is not easy to deal with.

If Geto Xiayou had to bear the man's terrifying slash, the bloody thing might have the same fate as him.

The man who just completed a superb corpse-chopping show with two knives in his hand, and his white sweater was completely stained with scarlet blood.

Bathed in the bloody rain, with the rich blood and the brutal beast's breath, the whole person is like a Shura who walked out of the killing hell.

Cruel and deadly!

Feeling the real touch of [Tian Ni 𫓴] and [Zhanhun Dao] piercing through the flesh and blood, Fushiguro Shier, who was drenched by the bloody rain, raised his mouth slightly, and trembled with excitement.

Perhaps this is the true nature of the arrogant, powerful, and cruel [Heaven and Tyrant]. The bloodthirsty instinct is stimulating Fushiguro Shier's brain nerves all the time.

Satisfied, he murmured at the corner of his mouth

"I've been taking care of the baby for a few days, and it's really great that the touch hasn't faded."

With his two children, Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Tsumiki lived a stable life for a few days. Although a peaceful life was good, the life of a murderous killer was more suitable for him.

Every pore on Fuheishier's skin is exuding pleasure and excitement. This is his real battlefield.

But despite the fact that Fushiguro just gave the audience a hearty killing feast, as the builder of the field, Isayama Nomei looked on as if nothing happened.

This is a wrong stereotype. Isayama Nomei did not stand by and watch. This unknown Gojo family member was unable to use spells to fight back when Fushiguro attacked, but he was holding them back.

[Sea of ​​Dirac] The negative electrons in the raging waves can melt and corrode even the hardest special-grade spell spirit armor, let alone human skin. If it gets even a little bit, it will rot like aqua regia. to the bone.

Therefore, Noriaki Isayama spent 120% of his energy on suppressing and controlling the [Sea of ​​Dilac], forcibly freezing it and then immediately unblocking it.

The fight between Isayama Nomei and Gojo Shinen is a confrontation on a micro level!

It is equivalent to freezing the negative electrons that are constantly moving and moving irregularly at terrible low temperatures to prevent their movement.

However, there is a considerable amount of energy between negative electrons. This energy will be released when these negative electrons move. The accumulated heat energy generates high temperature and offsets the coldness, making the electrons become active again.

The speed of these reactions is so fast that failure and success are so fast that there is no time to calculate the outcome between the opening and closing. The two of them are like two high-precision supercomputers, fighting for each other's control. The two of them are at least 100 times faster every second. Play thousands of games!

Fortunately, Isayama Norimei has a Trojan horse virus that is fatal to spells - psychic energy. This allows him to have a certain degree of initiative and suppression, so Fushiguro can succeed so easily.

Although I don't know who this guy is, there is no doubt that this is the first time Isayama Norimei has fought so hard since he obtained these powers.

However, Isayama Nomei estimates that he is not that easy to kill.

"Um?"

Bathed in the rain of blood and living a stable life, Fushihei Shir, who was very satisfied with his own life, was not happy for more than three seconds.

Suddenly Fushihei'er's eyes condensed, and his perception ability seemed to predict something, which suddenly stretched the sense of crisis to the limit.

"impossible!"

When Fuheishier raised his head, his sight was already smashed into pieces by his blade, and he found an eyeball full of cracks and as red as blood, staring at him.

Eyeballs filled with anger

"retreat!"

An order from his boss Isayama Nomei came through Fushiguro's earphones.

"Xian Ming?"

Xia Youjie looked at Isayama Nomei with a worried look on his face, his face seemed a bit ugly.

"It doesn't matter."

Isayama Norimei rubbed the blood that overflowed from his nose, and he looked indifferent.

Not only do you have to compete with spell power, but you also have to use your brain.

The long-term brain overload operation was a bit unbearable for Isayama Norimei.

He is already multi-tasking. The spell [Winter Frost Heart] belongs to Xiao Ai, not him. He has to spend a lot of energy to run this spell. He uses the remaining CPU to do it. The enemy engages in confrontation.

He has to play thousands of games with the opponent every second, so if he can hold on for a long time, Isayama Norimei will definitely be a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly he was taken advantage of by the other party.

Fuheishi'er already felt that something was very wrong, and he was still wary of the opponent. If anything went wrong, he would retreat.

When he received the order all of a sudden, he didn't even hesitate and retreated directly.

After finishing his words, seventeen or eight giant black hands appeared in the coverage area of ​​nearly 700 meters with Fushiguro Shiji's foothold just now as the center. In the [Spell Loophole] extending from Isayama Kenmei's item 1890 Expand.

There was no time to react. It was so fast, everything happened in a blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

Clearly visible cracks suddenly appeared on the several meters thick ice layer accumulated above the [Dirac Sea].

Suddenly, huge black palms [Dirac's Sea] that were hundreds of meters long stretched out in Fuheishier's retreat route, and a group of demons danced wildly.

Those palms were as if they were alive, and they aimed accurately, trying to catch Fuheisher in their hands and crush him to death like an insect.

What no one noticed was that the remains of the corpses that had just been chopped into a pile of flesh by Fuheisheer were slowly entering the Dirac Sea.

A look of solemnity appeared on Fuheishier's face. He supported the ground with one hand, kept turning around in the air, and kept jumping back.

Since he's pretty nimble, he's basically hard to catch.

But that can only be regarded as a simple attack. During the fight with Isayama Nomei, all the complex attacks that were really unavailable were released at this moment.

There are very obvious eye marks on these wrists. The big round eyes look at Fuheishi'er with disgusting mucus. These evil things directly form black chains from the wrists, palms, etc. Shoot out.

"Um?"

This resulted in Fuheishier's sight being basically covered by chains attacking him from all directions. These chains. The original purpose was not to penetrate, but to bind.

Fuheishier took out his blade to resist, but there was another metal storm, and the sound of tinkling and clanging could be heard endlessly.

Moreover, more than a dozen 1-meter-wide blades actually predicted Fuheishi'er's foothold, and suddenly rose and branched out from there. In this way, he had no time to dodge and could only hastily place the two knives in front of him as a pattern. block.

The crimson sword light flashed, and fierce sparks were generated by friction with the two swords in Fuheishier's hands. The lightning is very dazzling.

But Fuheishier persisted for less than a second before he was completely overturned by the terrifying power contained in these blades. Not only that, but there were other things contained in them. It was not just a simple attempt to stab him. wear.

Moreover, Fuheishier was hit hard and flew away so fast that he was knocked out of the Mach ring.

"Tummy! Tummy! Tummy!"

Fuheisher, who was strong and strong, flew backwards all the way, smashing all the icebergs along the way and the hands trying to drag him into the [Dirac Sea], and the whole journey was smooth.

Until Fuhei Shiji fell into the hands of the giant Buddha controlled by Isayama Nomei, and his waist was held firmly with his head down.

Isayama Nomei could see that all the clothes on Fushiguro Shiji's upper body were shattered by the violent blow just now, revealing a scarred torso with multiple scratches, deep visible bones, and was penetrated directly.

Of course, the most serious corrosive effect on the human body is the corrosive effect on the human body. Fushiguro was obviously just rubbed, but a large piece of flesh and blood was scraped off his abdomen like a spatula.

That large area was empty, and all the internal organs inside had disappeared, probably because they had spilled out during the attack.

But even so, the two special-grade spell tools and the "ugly treasure" on Fuhei Shi'er were well protected and were not affected by the enemy's attacks at all.

Without hesitation, Isayama Nomei took out his special red bottle, opened the cup and poured it into his mouth.

This kind of red bottle can restore more than 60% of the blood volume at one time. A trace of rosy color suddenly appeared on the pale face of Fushihe Shier.

The living dead, flesh and bones.

He regained consciousness instantly. Recalling his miserable situation just now, his face instantly showed reluctance.

Fuhei Shiji wanted to say something else, but Isayama Nomei shook his head to stop him from speaking.

"You'd better back off."

Isayama Nomei said to Fushiguro Shiji

This kind of unequal battle with no real entity is indeed too restrictive for Fushihei Shir, who only has physical skills. If he touches it even a little bit, he will be seriously injured.

In the distance, Wu Jiao Xinyan has basically completed his regeneration. He stood up from the pitch-black Sea of ​​Dirac with his upper body naked.

"In this day and age, there are still people who can push me to this level."

What Gojo Shinyan never concealed in his tone was his appreciation for Isayama Nomei and Fushiguro Shiji.

The fighting power of the two of them is what truly made Wutiao Xinyan understand what fighting is.

"I agree with you."

"So I will show my respect."

Under the control of Wu Jiao Xinyan, something similar to a skeleton emerged from the black [Dirac Sea] under his feet.

"This is my strongest collection."

"Is that a curse spirit?"

Norimei Isayama also didn't expect that there was such a behemoth hidden in the [Dirac Sea]. It was clearly a super-giant cursed spirit that had been dead for a long time.

"Fuck, how much can be hidden in this."

The level of the unknown curse spirit is special level, and it is the highest level in the new special level system established by Isayama Nomei!

Isayama Nomei still made his judgment through the pressure after his death.

The giant skull with a ferocious face was first exposed. All the flesh and blood on its body had been corroded by the [Dirac Sea], but the red-gold skeleton was still intact for some reason. The height of the skeleton alone was actually the same as that of Isayama Norimei. The big Buddha that comes out is almost the same.

"Resurrection! Crow Tengu!"

Then, the giant skeleton was inexplicably guided by the Dead Realm. Dense and thick meridians grew on the bones, forming muscles, and finally solidified into thick armor. The armor slowly extended, and the face gradually evolved into A cursed spirit appeared that looked like a big tengu with a long nose.

There are six wings on its back that seem to be burning, and it feels like it can produce destructive power that can shake the earth.

Moreover, in the [Dirac Sea], a super-large black samurai sword is gradually rising from it.

When he saw this, Isayama Nomei no longer held back, and immediately controlled the field to attack the yet-to-be-completed curse spirit.

“You’d be a fool to wait for it to fully recover.”

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