The arc of the cold sword cut out a gleam of cold light. Before Sakurai Akira, who was hanging upside down on the roof of the car, stabbed with his scaly claws, Chu Zihang had already grasped Murasame and completed the change of move. Rinku could cut the opponent's body in two.
Caesar turned his waist and slashed across the sword. The dark hunting knife made a sharp cry like an eagle, and struck at the fallen Akira Sakurai with great power.
Whether as friends or rivals, these two people have formed a unique tacit understanding with each other. Even when facing Akira Sakurai, a human-ghost hybrid, they can still maintain a high degree of unity in their actions.
It is also a sure kill to seal off the escape route after cooperation.
From the beginning to now, it was actually only in the electric light and flint, so that Lu Mingfei could only see the silvery light of the swords flying in the carriage.
But Akira Sakurai used his sharp claws to hold Murasame's slender and thin blade. Using the blade as a fulcrum, he cleverly flipped in the air to avoid Caesar's fatal cross-blade slash, and at the same time, he used another sharp claw to attack Chu.
Zihang's throat.
This is the terrifying instinct of a beast. Without thinking, every blow is aimed at killing the enemy.
However, Chu Zihang just drank loudly and quickly chanted countless ancient notes. The notes were extremely compressed, forming a pronunciation similar to "焅".
Akira Sakurai looked directly into those calm eyes, two golden suns seemed to rise from the dark pool, and all the contact lenses lost their effectiveness at this moment.
He only felt that his left hand, which had turned into a sharp claw, was holding a hot iron, and he felt the high temperature burning his skin and flesh again.
Sakurai Akira gritted his teeth and still stretched out his right claw coldly. With his experience of escaping from the hands of law enforcement officers many times, although the two guys in front of him were young, their pedigree and strength far exceeded the law enforcement officers who came to hunt him before.
Even if he injects the final evolutionary medicine, he must quickly get rid of one of them, otherwise he will gradually fall into a situation where he is left to his own devices.
However, just when the dagger-sharp claws were about to cut through the opponent's fragile throat, Chu Zihang leaned back slightly. In this short distance, Sakurai Akira's plan completely failed.
Sakurai Akira yanked the blade with his left paw, trying to close the distance again, but Chu Zihang had already let go of Murasame's handle. When he was stunned and powerless, Caesar lifted him up and kicked him in the lower abdomen.
The half-human, half-dragon monster knocked over several rows of seats and rolled into a corner. Before the frowning Caesar stepped forward to strike, Sakurai Akira rolled over, piercing the heavy seats with his sharp claws and grabbing at them.
Lu Mingfei was watching the battle with wide eyes.
The first plan to deal with one of them failed, and he quickly found a new way to avoid it.
Lu Mingfei looked at him fiercely, and felt panicked in his heart. He didn't know whether to say something mmp or not.
Do you really think of him as a soft persimmon?
After three days of separation, you should look at each other with admiration.
He was passing by someone, and he was no longer the licking dog A Ming he used to be.
Lu Mingfei clenched the short-curved Kodachi with both hands, and struck the right moment. The short sword pierced Sakurai Akira's sharp claws, and both sides could see something incredible in their eyes.
"Lu Mingfei, stay away!"
Before Lu Mingfei could be slightly surprised and complacent, Chu Zihang swung the knife and at the same time, a cold reminder rang in his ears.
"What?"
Lu Mingfei didn't hear clearly. It was his first time participating in such a practical mission. His body was constantly secreting adrenaline, keeping him in a state of excitement.
Immediately, he noticed a strong force coming. Sakurai Akira followed the curved dagger and held his hand firmly, then made a fist with his right paw and slammed it towards his chest.
"Ruined."
As the saying goes, those who pretend to be the strongest will be beaten the hardest. He was not happy for a second, but the next second he seemed to hear the sound of bone cracking.
Lu Mingfei was stunned by the huge force. After the shock, he flew backwards and smashed the seat hard, temporarily losing the ability to move.
He had to thank the Nibelungen Project for fundamentally transforming his physical body. Even if his mentality didn't change for a while, at least the armor layered on his physical body was real.
In addition, Sakurai Akira deliberately kept Lu Mingfei's life as a hostage, so he was not sent directly to the west to meet the little devil.
Chu Zihang and Caesar's knives were already swung from behind, but Sakurai Akira didn't care. He waved his claws to block them at will, and rushed straight towards Lu Mingfei who was lying on the ground.
As long as it wasn't a fatal injury to the heart, he could accept it at this moment.
By raising Lu Mingfei as a hostage, Sakurai Akira still has hope of breaking out of the siege.
But just two or three steps away, the window was blocked by broken glass fragments.
The young man in a long black trench coat hung upside down from above the train, pointed the handle of an ancient knife at the fragile corner of the tempered glass, then violently kicked the window to pieces, and fell in safely from the outside.
His movements were swift and precise, faster than Chu Zihang's. He pulled out the short sword from his waist almost as soon as he landed, and opened his windbreaker to reveal the grand ukiyo-e painting on the lining.
The bones of the giant lay on the ground, and the clear spring flowed through the left eye of the corpse, and a naked goddess emerged from it. The goddess wore her golden hair as a garment, held the sun in her hand, and spread light to the world.
The dazzling golden sunlight enveloped Sakurai Akira, and the next moment he felt the pain that was heartbreaking and bone-gnawing. His intact right claw was also pierced by the short knife, and the sharp pain of the blade cutting through the bone and nerves, no matter how much adrenaline was secreted,
It is also difficult to suppress.
"Amaterasu, they say, there is an Amaterasu among the law enforcers!"
Sakurai Akira covered his bloody palms and screamed in horror. At this moment, he was surrounded by three law enforcement officers, and there would no longer be any room for him to perform in the narrow corridor.
It was only at this moment that Sakurai Akira realized that the carriage he was in had been detached. The carriage that had lost power slowly slid along the rails and finally stopped in the middle of the Kyoyama Bridge.
The Gorge Mountain Bridge is a railway bridge spanning 1,200 meters. Under the bridge is a steep and vertical rift valley like a knife. There are waterfalls flowing through the rift valley, cleaning the mountain walls smooth, and the surroundings are planted with elegant cherry blossoms. This is the journey through
of famous attractions.
But this is also the execution place chosen by Minamoto for Sakurai Akira. His retainers Crow and Yasha guard both sides of the railway bridge. Below is a rift valley of more than 100 meters. Unless Sakurai Akira grows wings, otherwise
If you jump down, you will definitely die.
Under Yuan Zhisheng's strict surveillance and the surrounding fire lines that have been laid out long ago, it can be said that the execution target will not be able to escape even if it has wings.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the crazy Sakurai Akira and didn't reply. He ignored him and Chu Zihang behind him, and Caesar met each other one by one. It was already obvious that they had lost this mission.
The next Long Yuan plan has nothing to do with them.
Even if Caesar loses face and fights for it, the people from Kassel College cannot take a dominant position.
Strength is always an important factor in ensuring the right to speak.
"Amaterasu, I have met you in my dreams countless times. You killed me in the bustling downtown, or you fell from the sky when I committed crimes." Sakurai Akira was still looking at Yuan.
Childish emotion.
"I really envy you. You have a handsome body and you are an outstanding person among law enforcement officers. Even if you don't rely on blood, there will be many women who want to embrace you!"
"But how do you understand how I feel? Moths like us who have never seen light can only rely on injections of evolutionary drugs to reach that point of light!" Sakurai Akira gasped, clearly feeling his neck
The veins on his face were twitching like little snakes, but he still tried to smile.
"I don't regret killing those women. I am an ant in this world. My humble background gave me the ambition to devour everything."
"Let this world burn with me!"
Sakurai Akira suddenly raised his arms in anger, the pale bony scales firmly covering his originally pretty face like a mask, and the golden eyes inside burned like withered grass in the wilderness.