Crown Dead

I have seen this situation too many times when a good man suddenly swings a knife and turns into a cute girl.However, the original girl became a man, and there is no other family except Chituma.

Xian Yu looked at Baozangyuan while making complaints, only to find that the other party's palm holding the spear was getting tighter and tighter.

"Big Brother! Big Brother, forget it..."

Xianyu, who was helping to stop Musashi just a moment ago, could only rush to Baozangin to put out the fire in a panic.

"Ha, the poor monk still has some experience in the cultivation of body and mind, and such a sensible swordsman does not want to cut it off so easily. But--the poor monk really can't accept it easily! A first-class user of Ertian, who once fought with The poor monk, who is so strong and perfect in sword skills, is actually a girl here, no matter what, the poor monk wants to test it with her!"

"To each other! The ten-character gun in my impression is not such a frivolous sunshine monk. The Buddhist gun that can split the sky and cut off the water flow, I really want to experience it again no matter what!"

——Wait a minute, what's going on with this atmosphere where only I can't do it...

Xian Yu, who was originally caught in the middle to persuade the fight, always vaguely felt that the plot seemed to start from the domineering and idle plot of "the sword, ghost, spear, and Buddha, who have the same karma in different time and space but have the same fate, decide the outcome again in the belt of legends", and slowly It has transitioned to a purely commercial exchange.

Whether it's luck or not, just when the two of them were about to fight, and Xianyu didn't bother to persuade the fight, finally several black monsters appeared in the suffocating black fog.

Just like what Xian Yu encountered back then, the surroundings were surrounded by black mist, and the evil beasts with red eyes were constantly roaring and approaching everyone.

"It seems that some uninvited guests have come to disrupt the situation. This kind of pure malice doesn't even need to communicate. Hey! Since you claim to be a swordsman, then use these guys to show me!"

Baozangyuan raised his spear, facing the weirdness without any hesitation, but revealed an expression of eagerness to confront it.

"Ah, that's exactly what I meant! Let's use whoever kills more monsters as a competition! I'll be misunderstood as a buffoon who takes other people's names, and I'll feel bad too!"

Musashi drew out his two swords, and made a gesture of Niten Ryu-young's attack.

"Haha, the posture as a starting hand is quite impressive! The fish over there, I will leave the counting to you, please help us to distinguish the winner from the loser!"

"what?"

Xianyu, who just teased Tian Zhuwan with his cheeks because he couldn't get involved in the topic at all, was taken aback for a moment, and then sighed.

"I know, but don't blame me if you get the wrong number."

Since there are two heroic spirits/outlanders who like to fight and are more capable than me to watch the scene here, then I don't need to use the cheating [Name Thief] and monsters to fight for my life.

"Brother Yu?"

"It's okay, as long as you protect Tiansuke, I'll be in charge of protecting you. It's best not to look up and watch the battle between Musashi and Hozoin. Although it must be very gorgeous, it's still too early for you. "

"Yeah!" "Wow!"

Ah Xie nodded and hid behind Xian Yu.At the same time, Musashi and Hozoin also shouted and rushed towards the strange.

Although I told the two children not to look directly at the fight that happened before them, Xian Yu concentrated on watching every detail of the two's movements, steps and movements.

I am no longer the assassin who can rely on the fighting method of a mad dog to bite the opponent. Xian Yu hesitated in his heart, and finally hypnotized himself "I am an assassin".

In short, you must learn to master the new fighting method as soon as possible, because the [mind eye] born from the fear of death is not omnipotent, and you must change your original fighting method from the most basic place.

Musashi kept wandering around the monsters, taking advantage of the parry advantage of the two knives to easily deflect the attacks of those monsters, and at the same time he could use the spare part to chase and slash.

It was as gorgeous as a blooming flower without roots, and this elegance that I didn't feel during the brief confrontation with her, but as a bystander, I was able to take it into my eyes without reservation.

Corresponding to Ertian Yiliu, the cross spear wielded by Baozangyuan Yinshun is more like a shooting star.

Of course it wouldn't explode.

The white light flashed past, leaving only two sections of the body that were cut off, or a hole with nothing left. As for the cross gun itself, perhaps it was because the speed was too fast, or perhaps it was because of the blessing of the Buddha. It wasn't even stained with blood or flesh.

Thrusting, slashing, sweeping, and chopping—the cleanness and neatness are awe-inspiring, as if you can really serve the Buddha through this short swing.

For example, Musashi's tactics are like iron feathers, he can avoid any attack lightly, and even use the opponent's attack to quickly close the distance, and he can also explode with full strength at the moment he swings the knife, as if Rocks can also be split together.

The Treasure Institute's tactics are like praying mantises—efficient and deadly, avoiding, parrying and counterattacking in one go, and powerful spears that can tear through any obstacles.

Compared with these heroic warriors, he is simply a younger brother.

My own fighting style is simply as simple, rude and naive as throwing eggs at the enemy...

You don't need to think about dodging or parrying, you just need to throw yourself on the opponent, use your own life to cause damage, and then repeat this process continuously.

Although the lethality is indeed not small, it is too rough to be able to enter the hall at all.

Before that, Xian Yu didn't think that a person who studied the art of killing would have any admirable beliefs.But in fact—my master, Hozoin, Musashi, and others...each of them has reached the ultimate in the path he pursues.

Wang Hassan is detached from death and destiny.Musashi's ultimate pursuit of "emptiness", Hozoin Yinshun's "Buddha nature" as a monk.

A person with a strong will may not necessarily be a strong person, but a strong person must have an unshakable path of seeking Tao that belongs only to him.

That being the case... what exactly is it that I want to pursue?In other words, is there any existence that can be called "Tao" that can be the driving force and guidance for waving the sword in your hand?

Not fame, nor belief, nor religion,

Thinking about it carefully, I have never had a belief or realm that is worth mentioning and can be praised.

Since the inexplicable time travel, I have always acted like drifting with the tide.

It was just because they wanted to help Tia, so they made trouble almost all over Mesopotamia, and even involved people in Uruk and Ur.

Just wanting to let a certain idiot witch recognize her childish and slender heart, so she crossed the weird French mainland.

It's not for wanting to let one's profound meaning reach the extreme state, nor is it for keeping Buddhism in the gun.

I am just pure, simple want

"Ow!!"