Konoha's Shiranui Genma

Chapter 97 Evil God Religion

Although Tang and Huo are close allies, the country of Tang is not monolithic after all, and there must be people in the country who are hostile to the country of fire.

The two people blocking the way were dressed strangely and had no ninja forehead protection. They were definitely not regular Tangyin Village ninjas, and their attitudes were obviously malicious.

Shiranui Xuanjian was naturally vigilant, ready to strike at any time.

The two young men didn't seem to hear what he said, they just smiled jokingly, and the taller one said, "Hey, it's Konoha's ninja..."

Then he raised his head and asked, "Boy, what happened over there just now?"

Shiranuo Xuanjian was stunned, and then realized that the other party must have been attracted by the sound of the exploding talisman just now.

He shook his head and said lightly, "I don't know, I was just passing by."

"Passing by?" The tall young man frowned upon hearing this.

Shiranui Genma didn't speak.

"Hmph." The short young man snorted coldly, grabbed the sickle directly, and said solemnly, "This kid must be lying, why do you still have to talk so much nonsense with Konoha Ninja, and directly dedicate it to the evil god!"

Cthulhu!

Shiranuo Xuanjian's pupils shrank, as if he suddenly remembered something, and immediately stopped hesitating, while retreating quickly, he quickly formed a seal.

Seeing that he was preemptive, the expressions of the two cultists changed, and they rushed forward wielding their sickles, but they were about to break the seal at close range.

But Shi Zhihuo Xuanjian's sealing speed obviously exceeded their expectations. As soon as they rushed halfway, three fiery pillars of fire like dragons came from the front, left and right directions, with surging heat.

Fire Escape Fire Dragon Fire Bomb!

"what--"

The short young man couldn't dodge in time, he only had time to scream, and his whole body was swallowed by the fierce fire.

Although the tall young man escaped a catastrophe, but seeing this astonishingly powerful fire dragon bullet with his own eyes, he couldn't help but turn pale, with a hint of retreat in his eyes.

He didn't know how Huo Xuanjian could let him escape, so he yelled softly and drew his saber to bully him, and he slashed straight at him, the flames swirled endlessly on the blade.

"Chong!"

Blades clashed, sparks danced, and the fight between the two sides was roughly evenly matched.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of "Qiang Qiang", the two of them came and went, and soon dozens of moves passed.

From the point of view of physique and strength, although Shiranui Genma is slightly inferior, the gap between the two sides is not too big. Coupled with the advantages of physical skills and the application of nature changes, he has the upper hand in close combat.

It’s just that the scythe used by the tall young man is quite troublesome for him. On the one hand, it’s because the attack method of the sickle is rather peculiar; to avoid being hit by the scythe.

Although theoretically speaking, at this time, no one should be able to kill people with blood like Fei Duan in the original book.

But that weird way of killing people is so impressive that Shiranui Xuanjian is inevitably vigilant and guards against it if he can.

During the fight, taking advantage of the enemy's gap, Shiranuo Xuanjian took out four poison-enhanced Qianben and slammed them out. At the same time, he swung his knife and jumped up, slashing vigorously.

The tall young man dodged hastily, but was still stabbed in the shoulder by a thousand sticks.

In the attack of toxicity, his movements quickly became jerky, and he was beaten back by Shiranui Genma, sweating profusely.

After a while, feeling the threat of death getting closer, the tall young man's expression became more and more panicked, and his size gradually became chaotic. Then he made a feint, turned around and ran away.

Shiranuo Xuanjian sneered secretly, raised his hand and hit four more thousand roots, all of which hit the man's back.

"Ah!" The tall young man screamed, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Perhaps it was because he knew that he was bound to die, but after this, he became fearless, opened his eyes wide, roared and killed again.

"Come with me to meet the evil god!"

The tall young man who rushed over again made all his moves in the posture of killing each other, but Shiranuo Xuanjian was in a hurry.

It's just that as Qianben's toxicity deepened, the tall young man's movements became more and more sluggish, and soon he was wounded in many places, covered in blood.

The tall young man who was dying was becoming more and more crazy, and finally he swung his sickle and slashed wildly.

While parrying, Shiranui Xuanjian stabbed straight with the knife, and then saw a flash of fire, the silver tip pierced the tall young man's abdomen, and the tip of the knife emerged from his back.

The blood and internal organs were roasted by the flames, emitting a burnt smell mixed with blood, faintly disgusting.

Piercing the abdomen with a knife, Shiranui Genma quickly drew the knife and dodged.

However, this flash was not timely enough. The dying tall young man danced wildly with his sickle, directly cutting a small wound on his leg.

Shiranuo Xuanjian let out a muffled groan, his expression a bit ugly.

Take precautions, but you are still injured.

At this time, there was only a "bang", and the tall young man fell down dying, his face was pale and his whole body was twitching, as if he was about to die.

There shouldn't be any major problems... Looking at the wound on his leg, and at the enemy who was about to die, Shiranuo Xuanjian thought to himself.

"Cthulhu, Lord Cthulhu..."

The tall young man was about to die, his cloudy eyes were wide open, but he was still muttering incessantly, opening and closing his mouth hard like a fish in a rut: "Evil, Lord Evil God... I finally see you! Finally, finally see you!" It's your turn!"

"Master Cthulhu... what did you say? Do you... have any orders?"

While speaking inarticulately like gibberish, he actually slowly raised the sickle, brought it to his mouth with difficulty, and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on the blade...

Seeing this scene, Shiranui Xuanjian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end, and a strange coldness rushed to his heart instantly.

He was inexplicably frightened and angry, immediately shouted loudly, jumped up, and stabbed the silver sharp point into the heart of the tall young man.

"Ah—" The cultist yelled again, bleeding profusely from his mouth.

He subconsciously grasped the blade, then coughed a few times, then his body went limp, and there was no further movement, only a pair of cloudy eyes stared straight at Shiranui Genma.

Moments later, Shiranui Xuanjian pulled out the long knife from the corpse, his hands were trembling slightly, his face was covered with clouds, and it seemed as if water would drip out.

Although nothing happened in the end, when the tall young man licked his blood just now, his mood became extremely bad almost instantly.

Anger, panic, anxiety... That unprecedented feeling was even infinitely worse than when he was seriously injured by Xin Fan.

After quite a while, Shiranui Genma gradually regained his composure, closed his eyes, and exhaled slightly.

Looking at the tall young man's body again, he couldn't help but frown slightly, but it was those cloudy, dark, straight eyes that inexplicably made him feel a strange and strong sense of discomfort.

After pondering for a moment, he immediately fired a fire bomb, burning the body of the tall young man and those eyes that looked like holes.

Cult of evil gods...

Shiranui Xuanma thought to himself, if there is a chance in the future, he must find that weird guy, Fei Duan, and burn him to slag.

(End of this chapter)