Dramatic Blade

Both Asahikawa Ichiji and Tokito Wuichiro heard the indescribable scream from the jade pot, and then turned into a black shadow and flew towards the carp banner pot.

Only then did they discover that Yuhu's body was stretched out from a clay pot, and the baby's arms were waving like centipedes.

Asahikawa felt nausea again for a moment.

"My jug, my jug!"

The angry ghost ran to the flying pot at a very fast speed, and didn't even look at him when he passed the Asahi River for a while.

The jade pot was furious, he didn't expect the ghost killing team to get his new pot!He must kill them when he gets the jug!Whether it's the pillar or the ghost!

However, the moment he touched the Carp Banner Pot, Asahikawa, who passed by but did not stop him, raised his mouth for a moment, and his figure shattered like a glass mirror.

The pot that Yuhu was about to shatter was also shattered. Yuhu raised its head suddenly as if it had encountered a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Not far away, the crystal-clear fragments converged to create a moment of Asahikawa holding a pot.

The painter raised the "hostage" in his hand towards the jade pot, and asked with a smile:

"Is it exciting?"

Yuhu:! ! !

He was tricked! ?

He was tricked by this ghost! ! !

Asahi Chuan turned around and ran after provoking for a while, without the slightest hesitation, during this time he has not neglected to practice his sword skills, if he hadn't focused all his attention on the pot just now, his magic tricks would not have deceived the opponent so easily .

The garden behind the venue mansion is a grove with open terrain. Tourists should also go to the outside of the house to watch Noh. There are architectural barriers, and people can't see them fighting with Yuhu. It is the best place .

Shi Tou Wuichiro's figure flashed, and he appeared behind the jade pot again, and unrelentingly displayed the breath of Xia.

One was holding a bait in the front and was paying attention, and a swordsman of the column level kept chasing after him. Suddenly, the jade pot they planned was furious and rolled on the ground, dodging Tokito no Ichiro's sword.

"How dare you fool me with my work! You two brats—"

Then several arms on his shoulders suddenly deformed, the muscles in the palms swelled, and "grow" out of the pot.

"Suffer to death!"

Hearing the shout, Asahikawa turned around and took a quick look, and saw a huge sea beast appearing from the pot in Yuhu's hand as if by magic, and hit him with a fist bigger than a human.

Asahikawa was startled for a moment: "What is this!?"

The gravel splashed, and he jumped onto the tree to see the whole picture of the sea beast clearly.

What emerged from the pot was a huge pop-eyed goldfish, estimated to be three or four times as tall as Tomoichiro, with human hands and feet, and particularly muscular muscles. The back of the fish was covered with colorful pots. The mouth and the dense fish scales grow together, which makes Asahikawa suffer from intensive phobia for a moment.

Goosebumps all over Asahikawa's body for a moment, he didn't expect that the blood ghost technique of this Pot Ghost is a summoning type!

and!good!evil!Heart!

He really wanted to dig out his eyes and wash them well!

The sea beast quickly reached out to the painter on the tree, and its thick palm seemed to be able to crush the entire tree.

Asahikawa gritted his teeth, and threw the pot in his hand in the direction of Shitou, and Mimiqiewan came out of the sheath.

The two speed-type swordsmen drew their swords together and aimed at the weakness of the summoned object. Yu Hu saw several sharp lights intersecting in front of him, and his pot was destroyed.Whether it was a carp banner pot or a work on the back of a sea beast, the crisp sound stimulated his nerves like a heavy blow.

"You... how dare you chop my pot with a knife..."

Yuhu shouted in disbelief: "That's my art!!!"

Asahikawa sneered for a while, how can I say that the pot of Yuhu does have a certain aesthetic feeling, but that kind of aesthetic feeling is based on people's fast-food life and the modern age where various aesthetics burst out. If ghosts use their power to bypass some Climbing up to the master's seat in a devious way, no matter what kind of works Yuhu produces, someone will pay for it.

But it's a pity and it's ridiculous, he met Asahikawa for a while.

The cannibal ghost is used to seeing blood and monsters, and his brain is not good at thinking. How can he create a good work? He has a thousand reasons to complain about this "art".

"You say your pot is art? It's obviously a painting of famous ukiyo-e paintings on the pot. Such works have no soul and no beauty, and are full of inferior taste everywhere. Have you ever looked in the mirror? The body is not long. People are not ghosts, such a strange-shaped head is probably filled with aquatic plants and goldfish, right?"

"You... what are you talking about..." Yuhu trembled all over, his eyes were firmly locked on Chaori Chuan's body for a while.

He was distracted, Tokito Wuichiro's advection cut appeared like the light of clouds behind the mountains, Asahikawa stepped out of the weeping cherry blossoms, and appeared on the other side of the jade pot accompanied by countless knife points.

Yuhu twisted his body and dodged the attack with difficulty like a snake. He slapped the big tree next to him, and a pot fell from the sky. Countless goldfish swam out of the pot, and when they touched the air, their faces swelled up, as if they were about to spit out something.

The pupils of the two people who drew the sword shrank suddenly, and immediately retreated in a defensive posture.

Blood ghost art · thousands of needles!

Pointed needles spread like an explosion. Although he made an urgent evasion, Asahikawa's hands were still full of needles for a while, but this kind of injury was nothing to his physique. The numbness and dull pain came from the wound. spreading everywhere, he immediately told Toki Tomuichiro that the needles were poisonous.

Shi Touwu Ichiro was unscathed, raised his knife to block all the poisonous needles, and said quietly: "Attack his pot."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up with the knife in hand, and the figure of the young man was hidden in the clouds, so that the goldfish couldn't find the target.

Before the jade pot made a sound, Zhao Richuan slapped his thigh with his heart, pretending to be sincere, but with a contemptuous attitude, and accused: "Master Yuhu, I am also an artist, I kindly give you advice and suggestions, you do The purpose of the pot coming out is not pure!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!!!"

Yuhu shouted: "You said you are also an artist, tell me your name!"

Chao Richuan swung his sword for a moment: "I'll tell you if you smashed all your pots."

Yuhu was so angry that he suddenly calmed down. He could see that the ghost holding a knife in front of him had been attracting his attention, providing an opportunity for Zhu, who was good at hiding his figure, to attack him. The pot must be one of the tricks, he can't fall into it!

His art is the best!

The breath of painting, the shape of three, and the sea of ​​thousands of paintings.

The goldfish that put the needle had been killed, and the jade pot was taken out again. There was a circle of strange origins on the pot, and with the background color, it looked like a sucker for some kind of seafood.

Blood ghost art · octopus hell!

Thick tentacles with a diameter of one meter swarmed out of the pot and scattered the smoke. There were so many of them that they hit the wooden door of the mansion directly.

The pillars of the mansion broke with a creaking sound, and a scream woke Asahikawa for a moment.

A corner of the eaves collapsed, and a woman appeared behind the broken door in horror, slumped on the ground, and stared at the monster in front of her.

"What, what is this—!?"

not good!

Asahikawa turned around for a moment, stepped on the tentacles of the octopus, and rushed directly in the direction of that person.

Although they found excuses to gather the tourists and asked the staff to pay attention to the movement of the tourists, but if the accident could be said to be accurate, there would not be so many dangers in the world.

Yuhu has long regarded Asahikawa as a swordsman of the ghost killing team. In the past 200 years, he has a lot of experience in fighting wits and courage with ghost hunters. , how can there be a tourist here, it’s not good to disturb my painting~”

Under his control, all the slippery tentacles flocked in that direction.

Here, Shitou Wuichiro found the right opportunity to cut open the pot under Yuhu, only to find that his laughter hadn't stopped.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee~"

Shitou Wuichiro raised his head and found that these huge tentacles were curling up a pot at some point, and the laughter echoed in the courtyard, as if a jade pot was hidden in every pot.

The long-haired boy's eyes froze, realizing that ghosts can transfer, and transfer in every pot he made.

Shi Tou Wuichiro concentrated for a moment to distinguish, and directly drew his sword and slashed in the direction Asahikawa was rushing to.

Bitter and sharp killing intent came from behind, Asahikawa turned his head, the familiar haze spread in front of his eyes, and wanted to pounce on a pot held by the tentacles in front of him.

Because the distance is too close, Tokitomu Ichiro's attack will definitely hurt him. Of course, the other party also knows that he is a ghost, so it doesn't matter as long as he is not beheaded, but——

Zhao Richuan raised his knife for a while, stopped Xia Wuzhong's several slashing attacks, and said in surprise: "There is someone behind me! Are you crazy!?"

The incomplete Yachongxia's slash brushed the mouth of the pot, and the jade pot really popped out of the pot, but she muttered loudly: "My pot!"

Yuhu's instinct to value pots is still the first. Seeing that the pot is only damaged, he immediately let the tentacles sweep him away, and then emerged from other pots.

The people behind Asahikawa had already fainted from fright, Tokito Muichiro glanced at him and frowned slightly.

"The pot that can attract ghosts has been broken, and he cannot be allowed to escape. There is no need for ordinary people to give priority to rescue."

And at most he will only cut the two people behind the pot, and will not kill.

Asahikawa understood the meaning of what he said for a moment, and couldn't help opening his eyes wide, watching Tokitomuichiro run back to the battlefield, speechless.

He could see that there was always a flame in Shitou Muichiro's heart. The loss of memory made the young man confused in life, but the memory displayed by the body would not be deceiving.

Even if the lightness and speed of Kasumi's breathing are concealed, he can feel the flame-like anger in Shitou Muichiro's heart every time he sparring.

Asahikawa picked up the fainted man for a while, and ran in the opposite direction temporarily, trying to send him to a safer place.

There must be some reason why the maternity house let Shito contact him, but he knew better that he was not qualified to reprimand this boy.

Because he is a ghost.

Asahikawa gritted his teeth for a moment, only feeling a headache.

Blood ghost technique · thousands of needles and thousands of stabs · fish kill!

In the broken octopus tentacles, countless poisonous sharp needles fell like a torrential rain. The slippery environment made it impossible for Tokito Wuichiro to dodge well. He chose to raise his left hand to cover the poisonous needles. Unexpectedly, after the toxin entered the body, spread rapidly.

Knowing the effects of toxins well, the jade pot popped out from the pot closest to him, "Hehehehe, the boy who is one of the Nine Pillars may also be a good material, let you become one of my works of art. "

Blood ghost technique · water prison bowl.

A huge wave of water gushed out of the pot with a wave pattern, rushing towards the unprepared Shitou Ichiro, the water seemed to be controlled by invisible hands, and the transparent liquid wrapped the long-haired boy, forming a pot shape.

Can't breathe... Shitou Muichiro opened his eyes wide, the whole pot is made of water, and when he casts the sword shape, it stretches like rubber, so it won't be broken.

He is stuck.

Yuhu looked at this huge water pot: "Suffocating to death has a special taste..."

"Shitou!"

Yuhu's face changed, and then he said viciously as if remembering: "There is still a troublesome ghost present!"

For a while, Asahikawa used the fastest speed to simply place the fainted person, but he did not expect this to happen when he came back.

Shitou Wuichiro was hit by a ghost's poisonous needle, and around the water that trapped him, there were all kinds of fish scales flickering in strange shapes, which dyed the night into a weird blue. Stirring restlessly, the fish monster with thick hands and feet appeared again from the pot.

The whole courtyard is like a group of demons dancing in the deep sea.

"Ah~" Yuhu turned around and groaned: "After finishing the cooking, you are the ghost who claims to be an artist!"

Asahikawa's temporary goal naturally changed to saving Tokitomuichiro, and he rushed into the courtyard without stopping.

Strangely, when the painter stepped on the slippery tentacles, the sticky skin under his feet suddenly froze.

Miqiewan shook lightly in his hand.

The entire deep sea-like courtyard suddenly began to snow heavily.

Painted Breath · Four Shapes · Snow Country.

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感谢在2020-05-0221:37:32~2020-05-0319:33:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Qi 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!