This is My Juggernaut Journey

"Sure." The answer was soft but unshakable.

Yongzhen broke free from his arms, his face flushed slightly, but he showed an expression of "I knew it". After all, this Yuzuru Himura and Yixin Weiming are the same kind of people, the same stubbornness, the same Simple, but—

If it weren't for this, I wouldn't treat him differently......

With Yuxian's inexplicable eyes, she opened the cloth bag in her hand, took out a light cluster with a faint yellow light, and lay it quietly in her palm, making people feel at ease.

"This is?"

"The secret medicine 'God Eater', a necessity for you to embark on the journey." Yongzhen put the light ball in Yuxian's hand.

God Eater is extremely light, like a blank sheet of paper, but Yuzuru feels extremely heavy, carrying too much emotion.

It was the grass entrusted by the local gods of Weiming before the arrival of the dragon, and the secret medicine refined from these plants was extremely precious, comparable to an elixir.

"Okay." Yuzuru nodded, and swallowed the ball of light without too much nonsense, no need to chew, no need to swallow, the light became invisible directly, and then felt the whole body 'floating'.

The mind was clearer than ever before, all wounds healed in an instant, and the fatigue disappeared without a trace. In short——

This is full state resurrection!

Far beyond the effects of medicine, Yuzuru looked at his hands, as if he had experienced a magical event and failed to react.

"Yuxian, are you okay?" Yongzhen asked worriedly, because 'God Eater' was not made by her, and she didn't know any side effects.

Clang——

Fuxue came out of the sheath, and the cut sword light formed a silver chain, which disappeared in a flash, and was retracted into the sheath at some point.

"Best ever!"

There is no meaning of weakness, although the dragon cough cannot be relieved, but the cough will not kill people!

"I'm going!" Yuxian strode forward, but just a few steps away, his palm was pulled again, he turned his head, and saw Yongzhen raised the knife in his hand.

"I want to go with you."

Just like Yuxian's words just now, soft and unquestionable, the soft sword that was supposed to slay ghosts has become too much.

Yuzuru was taken aback, obviously aware of this, but he didn't refuse, everyone has their own awareness, so why should others worry about it.

"Okay!" Smiling, the two swordsmen stepped across the wooden bridge.

Heading towards the battlefield below the mountain...

PS: Take a nap for a while, and then code.

Chapter 110: This is the Juggernaut!

On the mountain road, corpses have been scattered all over, some were killed by iron cannons, stabbed to death by spears, or simply wrestled together to become corpses.

The corpses were all over the mountain road extending from the temple gate to the second stone wall at the bottom of the mountain. There was a platform where pilgrims once parked their carriages, and the corpses were also piled up here to the extreme.

There were Wei Mingjun, monks, and lonely shadows. It was those ninjas who jumped from the cliffs on both sides and wounded the Ghost Punishment Department with black guns.

The battle was becoming chaotic to the point where the people who had retreated from the mountain turned to guard the stone wall before reorganizing themselves. The Weiming army and the Hirata soldiers who started to attack the temple were inseparable from the monks who came from behind.

The sound of gunfire was intensive, and the shouts of killing were even more deafening. The monks of Xianfeng Temple who had reinforcements arrived were like madmen and never backed down. During the period, there was a "centipede monster" rushing to disrupt the situation.

But even so, the Weiming Army's survival range was also being compressed step by step.

"Decree! You are not allowed to step back from the stone wall! The ninjas are handed over to the monks of Mishanyuan to deal with it!" Guiniwa Masakako leaned on the tree trunk, blood was flowing from the back of his waist.

In history, there are many fierce generals who were shot into hedgehogs by bows and arrows and were still alive and kicking.

He took off his helmet and ghost mask, revealing a rough and tough face in his forties.

The messengers went immediately, but the situation still didn't improve much. Under the command of the two "Yizi" level leaders, the Guying people repeatedly charged and killed Wei Ming's soldiers with poisonous palms, shurikens and ninja swords. Ordinary miscellaneous soldiers extremely vulnerable to them.

Fighting against them requires warlords or ninja killers. These people were held back by the stinky monk of Xianfeng Temple.

"Master of the Ministry of Justice, no!" The guards were all trying to persuade him that the injury would get worse and worse if he continued to fight after being shot with lead bullets.

"Go away!" The injured warrior was still a warrior, and he pushed his hands down to squat on the ground with one palm. He held a gun in one hand and limped forward. The warrior beside him had to bite the bullet and accompany him. battlefield.

But at this moment, behind the chaotic battlefield, a silver light suddenly lit up in the battle formation of those lonely ninjas. Although there was only one, it suppressed all the swords, guns, swords and halberds on the battlefield.

This sword seemed to be wielded by a peerless king.

A sword slashed, and then the sword was as bright as a dragon!The stunned Ghost Punishment Department saw dozens of silver chains slashing across the crowd in an instant, and time seemed to stop for a moment. After a short while, the shrill screams flew into the sky together with countless stumps and broken arms.

With just a glimpse, he retracted the spear, and his fearful heart suddenly became as stable as Mount Tai.

It was a bloodbath, and various human body parts fell down, staining the comer's hat and coir raincoat red, making the crimson tengu mask even more coquettish.

"Yuxian Feicun?" The leader of the team, Guying, screamed in disbelief, but seeing a few strands of white hair protruding from under the bamboo hat, the scream turned into fear: "It's Wei Ming Yixin!"

"What? Wei Ming Yixin??"

The same voices of fear and surprise joined together, why did Weiming Sword Master come?Could it be that he was the one who was ambushed?

The power of the sword shocked the hearts of the ninjas in the Inner Palace. The leader of the Guying saw that he would collapse without a fight if he continued like this, so he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Wei Ming Yixin, let me see what skills you have!

Under the heavy pressure, the ninja performed almost super-level, gliding forward, stabbing with the sword, the dog watched him quietly, and slowly raised the sword...

"Looking for death!" There was a low voice, the voice was not too loud, but the light that shot out from the mask made the ninja startled, and he couldn't help slowing down his hands and feet. Hold it on your head.