Masked knight swordsman tower

All the previous hiding and pretending to be crazy were just waiting for the moment when the western cowboy threw his whip, and the moment when the whip was thrown in the air was also the moment when a person infinitely magnified the target in his eyes.

At this time, people's vigilance will be lowered, because success is right in front of them.A small paper man who didn't know when it was folded suddenly appeared in front of the brown cloth bag.

It should have been thrown out together with the cloth bag by Lao Xie before, but this time he stood up as if alive.

The appearance of the paper figurine is a bit weird, not just a head, torso and limbs, but also a weird hat.

"Forgive me, we didn't have handicraft classes in that era." The whip failed to wrap around the brown cloth bag, but wrapped around the little paper doll. There was a sound of paper being torn, and the poor little cowboy paper doll became two knots.

"Ah!" The cowboy roared loudly, the white overalls on his body and the shirt inside were split out of thin air, and even his body was scratched.

"When you curse others, do you ever think that there will be such a day." Miyamoto Fa is just like a devout believer, but it is obvious that this little injury can't deal with the cowboy who is like a treasure bag in front of him.

He took out a branch from his bosom, and with trembling hands pulled out the only three leaves left on the branch.

The leaves on the branch left the branch and turned into a green streamer that merged into the cowboy's wound.

On the top of the cowboy's head, the cowboy's hat was pierced with a tree branch, and it stood up tenaciously.

"It seems that this is a tug-of-war." Miyamoto spit out a mouthful of old phlegm on the ground angrily, then protected Rhine behind his back, and took out a stack of yellow paper with runes drawn on it from his sleeve.

"Tug-of-war? You are doomed! Even if it's for the twigs of the World Tree, I will squeeze out all the use value from you!" The cowboy's long whip waved airtightly.

"Interesting guy," Miyamoto said as the yellow paper faded away, turning into strings of cowboy figurines holding hands.

"You can't have the heart to attack yourself, right?" Miyamoto Homasa seems to have the chance to win, and he can indeed have this confidence. In his opinion, as long as the cowboy smashes any paper figurine, he will receive the feedback damage from it .

And once one of the paper figurines is detonated, the other paper figurines will be fed back to the cowboy by the superimposed damage from the chain.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, a curse on a piece of paper can't kill you, how about a hundred?How about a thousand?
But Miyamoto Hosho was still thinking too naively, the cowboy didn't care about his body at all, and with a whip, he directly smashed the flying paper figurine to pieces.

However, nothing happened, not even any wrinkles in the clothes.

"When I grew this damn branch, I was out of the human category. That's right! I'm not a human anymore! Bastard!" The cowboy's second whip rolled around Fazheng's calf.

"Miscalculated!" Miyamoto Fazheng was rolled upside down with his head down. It has to be said that the strength of this cowboy is almost no lower than that of Xie Nandian.

"Alright, let's continue playing with you." Miyamoto was holding the whip in mid-air, pressing his fingers, and a series of incantations that didn't sound like human words were recited.

The cowboy felt that the world was turned upside down in an instant, and the gravity changed direction with a strange force.

He who was originally as stable as Mount Tai was in a hurry, and he fell towards the infinitely high sky!
The situation was reversed in an instant, and Miyamoto was easily untying the whip wrapped around his calf, allowing the cowboy to fall upwards.

But obviously, this is not a secret technique that can last indefinitely. After the cowboy floated for less than two seconds, he returned to the embrace of Mother Earth.

After solving his own crisis, Miyamoto Hosei is determined to get rid of this guy who is always unexpected. He doesn't know whether the world is changing too fast or he hasn't seen the world for a long time. He claims to know astronomy first and geography second. The chief onmyoji in the book now can't count on a pretender who can only pick out treasures.

"Sakuying · Separation!" Miyamoto Hosho slowly turned behind his back, and Miyamoto Hosho appeared again.

Then, accompanied by Miyamoto Hosei's continuous stinky mouth, one after another Miyamoto Hosei emerged from his own shadow.

And the scariest thing is not only this tactic, every Miyamoto Hosho has made different handprints, and every spell affected by each handprint is compressing energy.

I have to say that the cowboy has tried his best, and his whip has been swung to the point where he can almost see afterimages. Of course, this terrifying attack speed has wiped out many Miyamoto Nosei, but it does not affect Miyamoto Nosei's Exponential increase.

"It's been a long time since I moved my muscles and bones. This time, I will show you my Nine-Nine 81 Unresolved Curse!" Miyamoto swept the two Kamen Riders with a guilty conscience, and then 81 crippled Ying finally made the same fingerprint.

Countless small halos spread out, and each halo collided with each other, and a new halo was born, and finally a magnificent and complicated giant pattern was constructed again in midair.

"Forbidden Heavenly Punishment Law."

In mid-air, there was a Miyamoto Hosho sitting cross-legged there. Ever since he used the secret method of inversion of heaven and earth, the Miyamoto Hosho on the ground had always been a shadow, so it was impossible for the cowboy to defeat Miyamoto Hosho.

Miyamoto, who was sitting cross-legged, was standing up, and he was also pinching the fingerprint in his hand.He taps lightly in the center of the intricate ring.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the sun was dark. A bluish-black lightning bolt as thick as a building landed from an unknown height and landed on the cowboy's head.

After the strong light, we can clearly see that the poor cowboy's clothing has completely changed its color tone, and the burnt smell is always irritating the nostrils of everyone present.

The long whip in his hand was now bald, and when he opened his mouth, a plume of black smoke came out of it.

"Go help that grandson, me, I'll take a break." Miyamoto Hozheng staggered two steps, and the image of the tall man who was standing in midair just now disappeared.

After watching the battle between the two Kamen Riders, he decided to first determine Xie Nandian's whereabouts.

So he could only ride on the scorched body of the cowboy and fumble in the guy's pockets.

"Broken branches, who wants it? What is this? A can opener? Weird!"

Finally, after dumping out a pile of relics that were messed up and whose use was unclear, I finally found a relic that looked like a Christmas crystal ball.

Inside, Xie Nandian curled up speechless under the huge Christmas tree, with several frozen mummified corpses. He was startled when he saw the huge eyes approaching, and then saw Miyamoto Fazheng's mean smile.

"Why did you come out?" Miyamoto Hosei kicked the unresponsive "Lightning Strike Wood", and decided to solve the problem in a simple and rude way.

The crystal ball was angrily smashed to the ground, and a huge Christmas tree and corpse, as well as a Xie Nandian, exploded out.

"I'm freezing to death." Someone looked up to the sky and sighed.