The most beautiful blade in the world

The handwriting written by Fukong suddenly became larger, with a strong atmosphere of the underworld, and a trace of suppression from the rules.

The word 'judgment' that flew over actually contained suppression?The Sword Fusangshen were startled, not because of the opponent's attack, but because of the divine power contained in this power.

Only divine power can have such a strong influence on them who are also gods.

After falling here, Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't find a way to leave here, but the swordsmen didn't panic. Whether it was a partner who realized they didn't know where to go, or a god-inspector who disappeared, they were confident that everyone was safe and sound. .

After all, judging from the induction on his body, this is his own world, and Gao Tianyuan has been able to respond.Under the protection of the world, it just fell to an unknown place, and there would be no major problems if the gods were gods.

And now, right in front of their eyes, there was a godly relative.

The previous sense of security disappeared in an instant.

The god of Gaotianyuan, Daojian Fusangshen, has never seen other gods. The sky above Gaotianyuan is empty, and he doesn't know where the gods have gone.

In this world, there is no true God.

It is because of this that the government of time seized the opportunity to touch here from the world of the time-traveling army, and created them gods recognized by Gao Tianyuan.

However, under the premise of severing the gods, they saw the gods? !

Tsurumaru Kuninaga let go of the companion in his hand, drew his sword and struck in the air.The saber energy brought up mixed with his divine power, collided with the flying word 'trial'.

The white knife light collided with the ink-colored handwriting, and the forward momentum of the word "trial" stopped, and was stopped instantly, and then retreated for a while by the knife light, and was immediately shattered by the impact.

This is not over yet, in the shattered ink stains, the snow-white knife light breaks out, and continues to move forward on the original path.

The god's family member with the protective paper hurriedly dodged, the knife light rushed over obliquely, drawing a crack on the ground, and disappeared into the mist.

No matter how hard the god with the protective paper evaded, the robe was still cut open by the saber energy brought up.

Under the gaze of Daojian Fusangshen, the knife mark hit on the hem of the clothes unexpectedly gave off a bad luck, as if some unclean thing encountered divine power and was then purified.

After Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw the direction of the sword, he realized something was wrong.

The snow-white sword Fu Sangshen opened his feet, posing in a posture suitable for both offense and defense, carefully walking around a lot, while the listener was thinking about the current situation.

Unlike other Touken Fusangshen, he knows his identity. He knows that he is the original spirit of Touken Fusangshen Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and he knows that he is recognized by Gao Tianyuan and can mobilize divine power.

He also knew how much his strength had improved with the help of Sanri Yue Zongjin, and how much power was involved in that blow.

It can be said that because the other party is inexplicably named as the God of Hunger, he has already used a lot of power.

But that's it, when the saber light hit the word 'trial' typed out by that god, it didn't smash the opponent's attack in the first place.

The two forces first confronted, then the knife light repelled the handwriting, and finally, it was broken.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face became serious, he took a small step, and returned to the circle of swordsmen. "Be careful, the god he enshrines is very powerful."

"Yes, yes... Tsurumaru Hall."

"With such power, I always feel that there is no way to end the battle handsomely."

The power of a deity is mostly determined by the gods enshrined. Unless the deity also becomes a god, the power will be resentful and the sword will be enshrined to the gods for check and balance.

The god in front of him is obviously not a god.And the power of this god.Naturally, it will be restricted by the gods he enshrines.

Under this limitation, the attack he sent out could still barely compete with his sword light.

Not only that, the light of the knife only destroyed the hem of the opponent's clothes, but it brought out a bad luck. What the hell is the opponent?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt that the world had become a little unfamiliar.

Wu Hu blinked back, thinking of the turbid black air before, tears were about to come out, he was still strong with the horizontal knife, and confronted the boy with the sickle on the opposite side.

The silver-haired dagger choked, "Tsuramaru-den, are all ghosts here?"

With a whistling wind, a scythe bigger than the boy in front of him whizzed past and hit the ground not far away from the five tigers. On the hilt was a figure in black and red clothes, "Hey, what are you talking about?" How rude."

"Ah... yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Ghost."

"Tsk, did you come here to make trouble without knowing the situation?" The black-clothed red-eyed figure leaned on the scythe, "We are ghost messengers, do you understand, ghosts, messengers! They are not ordinary ghosts."

"It turned out to be like this... Ah, Ghost Messenger, are we already dead? How could it be?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga saw Wuhutai burst into tears again, and his white and tender face with golden pupils stained with tears made him look weak and pitiful.

I saw the dagger raised his head, looked at him, and cried, "Tsurumaru Temple, are we already dead? Why didn't we return to the original body? Didn't we—"

Jiang Xue's left words interrupted Dagger's words, "Five tigers retreat!"

The five tigers backed away, with a panicked expression, as if they realized their slip of the tongue, and shouldn't have said so much, "Yes, uh... sorry."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't want to say anything anymore, things became very weird, he had obviously returned to his own world, why was he even more out of control than Uchiha Madara.

He looked at the fog in the distance, and a powerful coercion was looming.Here, there is a master.And this master is probably the god enshrined by the deity in front of him.

The priest with the writing brush picked up the corner of his clothes and carefully inspected the knife marks.After a long time, he slowly said, "The power of the gods..."

The swordsmen immediately looked warily at the divine family with the protective paper.

The divine family member with the protective paper raised his head, "Gods from Gaotianyuan, what are you doing in the underworld?"

"..."

"Don't tell me? Even the gods of Gao Tianyuan can't break into the underworld without authorization."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga struggled to squeeze out a word, "...what?"

Netherworld.

The fright was so great that the two big characters of the underworld almost stunned the Sword Fusangshen.

Why have they never heard that there is an underworld in this world?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought hard about what happened after he came here, the ghosts he saw occasionally, the guy who claimed to be a ghost messenger, and the gods he had never seen before, and he didn't know where, but he could always feel God of coercion.

Finally, all doubts were resolved.Jiang Xue recited a Buddha's name on the left, "We fell into the underworld, is this our destiny?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga once again pulled up the sword with the slowest footsteps, Fusangshen, and rushed towards the weakest side of the encirclement, "Hmph, how about not changing this fate. Let's go!"

"Hemaru Palace, this is the underworld, how do we leave?"

"Since we know it's the underworld, it's easier to handle." Tsurumaru Kuninaga tried his best to feel the space node information coming from all over the sky. "Find the weakest point, and then, break through it."

I thought this was a weird seal in the present world, but I didn't expect it to be another boundary. In this case, Tsurumaru Kuninaga has a way to leave.No need to look for the entrance and exit where I don't know where, just find the weakest place of the space node...

"Wishful thinking! The underworld is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want, leave me—"

The gods with the protective paper couldn't catch up with them, so they attacked directly. This time, the opponent didn't show mercy.

With the word 'death' in ink, he flew towards Daojian Fusangshen.

The last time the god wanted them to confess their crimes, they flew over for a 'trial', but this time the 'death' was a trace, it couldn't be more obvious.

"The Crane Maru Hall..."

"Oh, it's really thrilling." The snow-white Fu Sangshen bent over while running, dodging the word 'death' flying past.

Just by passing by, one can feel the strong curse aura in that ink-colored handwriting.

The golden pupils are full of fighting spirit, this place is really unexpectedly thrilling.

Under the swift Qin Jinxia, ​​the ghosts behind her were thrown far away.A fiery sea of ​​flowers from the other side appeared in front of the eyes, clearly showing to the Sword Fusangshen what the underworld is.

The figures of swords and swords were running and galloping in the sea of ​​fiery red flowers. Tsurumaru Kuninaga's feet stepped across, trampled down a bunch of flowers on the other side, and stopped abruptly by a river.

"Found it, right here."

Other swords followed, "Exit?"

Tsurumaru drew out his sword and attacked where it sensed. "Not really, but space and power are the most—"

Suddenly a mechanical sound came from beside them, "Enemy attack!"

Five Tigers retreated to react immediately, dismantled the nearest sword Fu Sangshen, drew the sword in a flash, and faced the place where the sound was made.The Daojian Fusangshen dodged in all directions, looking at the change.

They saw a big-headed doll-like thing controlling a girl, appearing where they heard the noise.

The space crack that has been attacked and appeared in shape is just right next to this mechanism puppet.The way out of the swordsmen was blocked by this guy who suddenly appeared.

This guy who didn't know what it was suddenly said, "You guys disturbed my brother. It is unforgivable."

Sword Fusangshen: "..."

After finally leaving Uchiha Madara's brother-in-law, another brother-in-law came.

"What is this..."

The swordsmen looked at the 'monster' in front of them and suddenly felt very tired.

Smiling Qing Jiang spoke first, "This is not a ghost, it has no soul."

"...how does it move without a soul?"

"..."

Sword Fusangshen really felt the horror of the underworld.Even if Qingjiang is smiling, the things he has faced are nothing more than beheading a female ghost.This is already a story to brag about.

But now, the underworld is full of ghosts, and there is this guy in front of me who doesn't know what it means, and who knows what it is, but he can move.

Jiang Xue left the text and sighed, "It looks like the dead body of a criminal."

"It's like a kind of ninja from Uchiha Madara."

"Leave her alone." Tsurumaru Kuniyaga Tsurumaru Kuniyong looked at the space crack behind the corpse puppet, "Drive her away and leave here."

The swordsmen drew their swords one after another, and the puppet in front of them, which claimed to be 'I disturbed my brother and killed you', had already attacked them.

This guy is obviously not a god.Moreover, the strength was somewhat contaminated with the breath of the underworld, and was suppressed by the swords.After just a few moves, he was thrown away by the attack.

Tsurumaru Kunyong never made a move, but manipulated the crack in space, carefully looking for the connection on the opposite side of the passage.

Knocking down the puppet to the ground again, crushing a large piece of Bianhua, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada looked into the distance, and couldn't help being a little anxious, "Tsurumaru-den, hurry up, they are coming after you."

"It's coming soon..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's forehead was also sweating. It was the first time he was looking for this kind of space anchor point that travels through the same world and crosses boundaries.

One after another spatial information shuttled in front of his eyes, and he wanted to find information belonging to the human world among these information.Tsurumaru Kuninaga thought happily, ever since he followed Mikami Tsukimune against the Tokino Government, his ability to manipulate space has gotten better and better.

Suddenly, he paused, looked down at his feet, and saw that the previously broken Bianhua flower branch had been erected again, with a little red light.

Unknown, yet beautiful.

The golden pupil shrank suddenly, and the snow-white Fu Sangshen shouted, "Get out of here."

"what?"

The swords immediately gave up confronting the puppet, and jumped in all directions, each facing different directions to guard.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at his feet, the previously destroyed Higan flowers were all in full bloom now, as if they hadn't been hurt at all before, and the bright red light wrapped around the flowers.

He looked up and saw that the overwhelming flowers of the other shore were shining brightly, as if something was surging inside.

A chill came to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's heart. He immediately raised the knife and swung it out. The knife energy shoveled away all the ground around the crack in the space, and the branches of Higan flower flew up and down.

"Go to the space crack, don't let flowers grow under your feet."

The swords reacted quickly, Immortal, these Bianhua flowers have some problems. On the way to Lei Feng in space, the flower branches and petals are flying around.

In the sea of ​​flowers on the other shore, a beautiful figure emerged, skillfully blending with the sea of ​​flowers on the other shore, attacking the swords with miasma all over.At the same time, the puppet also chased after him.

"The Crane Maru Palace!"

"almost--"

Candlestick Cut Guangzhong kept attacking the Bianhua flowers growing under his feet. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he only felt that his whole body seemed to be enveloped by some red smoke.

However, the puppet attacked again, Tai Dao couldn't bear it anymore, and stabbed into the opponent's puppet all at once, only thinking about destroying the opponent's ability to move.

'Clang——'

A metallic sound came from inside the opponent's body.Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was taken aback, what is this?

As the sword Fusangshen, he is most sensitive to this kind of contact feeling. This is clearly the sound that will be made between weapons when swords meet.

Why is there a weapon inside a puppet, is it a hidden weapon?Candlestick Qie Guangzhong raised his hand to grab the puppet.

The next moment, the sound of chasing footsteps and loud shouts came from a distance.

"You really came here for the Kusanagi sword."

"God Gao Tianyuan, the god, actually joins forces with Yamata no Orochi, shame!"

The swordsmen looked up, and not far away, a cloud floated, and there was a figure surrounded by divine light sitting on it.

"Leave the grass shaving sword." The god shouted angrily, "The resentment is heavy."

Accompanied by the powerful divine power, a ghost attacked the Sword Fusangshen.

The breath of a high-ranking god rushed towards them, and the air seemed to be shrouded in huge pressure, tightly suppressing the actions of the sword Fusangshen, making it a little difficult for them to even move.

But under such circumstances, there was a puppet attack in front of him, and the poisonous mist brought by the Bianhua flowers around him had not dissipated, and the master of the underworld came behind him.

The swordsmen gritted their teeth, struggling to support the increasingly intense pressure of the gods, "Tsurumaru Temple——"

Tsurumaru Kuniyeon was sweating profusely, "Go, let's go."

The space channel was formally formed, and the swords jumped in hastily.

"Don't run, damn it." The judge's word 'death' chased after him, but only touched the closed gap.

Ghost Messenger Bai helped the puppet master up and checked carefully, "Lord Yan Mo, the Kusanagi sword is safe and sound."

Ghost Shibai looked at the sea of ​​flowers on the other side again, and in the sea of ​​flowers, a beautiful figure flashed out, with long black hair fluttering in a string of charms, "I tried my best, but the poisonous fog attack didn't work on them Woolen cloth."

Indeed, the poison of the Bana flower has dyed the entire space with red mist, and Ping deceived those gods to have no effect at all.

The judge with a torn corner bowed his head, "Master Yan Mo, I'm very sorry, we didn't chase down the prisoner who broke into the underworld."

The god sitting on the cloud said: "It has nothing to do with you, no one would have thought that the one who came to snatch the Kusanagi sword was actually the god of Gao Tianyuan."

God of Gao Tianyuan.

Everyone in the underworld was silent.No one thought that it was Gao Tianyuan's god who came to attack the underworld and caused chaos.And all this is to seize the Kusanagi sword hidden in the puppet master's body.

Gui Shihei folded his arms around his chest and thought for a while, "Ah, could it be that Yamata no Orochi still has supporters in Takamahara, so he wants to snatch the Kusanagi sword away."

"I will go to other gods to confirm this matter." Yan Moruo thought for a while, "I have never seen such gods as Gao Tianyuan, and there may be something happening inside."

The judge said: "These gods are very powerful, unlike the newly born gods."

Indeed, it is clear that they are in the underworld, and the power of Gao Tianyuan gods has been suppressed. After Master Yan Mo radiated his divine power with all his strength, he was able to retreat completely. These gods are definitely not ordinary newborn gods, nor are they low-ranking god.

When did these powerful gods appear in Gao Tianyuan?

Yan Mo sighed, "I will think about it after I go to ask. Recently, the moon god came, and an unknown god appeared in Gaotianyuan, and Qingming is causing trouble to the world..."

"Lord Yan Mo, I will swear to my death to solve all difficulties for you."

"It's true, judge."

"..."

In the sea of ​​flowers on the other shore, a small figure trying to hide sees all this.

Po Meng covered her mouth in surprise, she didn't expect that there would be enemies that neither Lord Yan Mo nor the judge could deal with.In particular, the four ghost envoys have also been dispatched, so they didn't take down the enemy.

She carefully hugged her pipa, and moved in the sea of ​​flowers, the tall Bianhua branches completely blocked her figure.

The little figure lowered his voice, and said to a bowl next to him, "Yaya, let's go quickly, something so lively has happened, we must share it with Shantu."

In a mountain, a large black crack suddenly opened in the air, and a few figures mumbled out of it, and then disappeared after hitting the knife crack.

It was the sword Fusangshen who were sent out of the underworld.

Several Sword Fusangshen fell on the grass, looking at the sky and panting.

They have been surrounded by the red mist emitted by the Bianhua flowers before. The red mist is not invisible to their bodies, but they always have certain troubles when breathing.

Now in the present world, breathing fresh air, the Sword Fusangshen finally regained their senses.

Wuhu looked at the moon in the sky and sighed, "...So, there really is an underworld. I always thought there was no such thing."

Tsurumaru Kuni Yong collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely, "Probably something happened later, the underworld disappeared together with the gods."

"What, future generations?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga wiped his sweat with his hands, "Didn't you notice that the clothes of those ghosts are not modern clothes?"

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong sat up in shock, "Then we are..."

"It's time for the gods not to disappear."

The candlestick cut Guangzhong's throat slipped, and he didn't know what to say, "Then we are not very dangerous."

When the gods have not disappeared, isn't that also the time when demons and ghosts are rampant, plus there are gods all over the sky.

The time axis is out of order, and those who are in danger are these low-level swordsmen and gods.In the eyes of powerful monsters, the gods are great.

The swords were full of excitement, but this was the sound of swishing from the surrounding woods.

The author has something to say: The sword pays for the mourning gods: Weak, pitiful, and helpless

Lord of the Underworld: Hehe

ssr Bianhua: Hehe

Many local civil servants sr: Ha ha

The little ghost who was about to arrive at the battlefield and was crushed: Hehe