Chapter 52 A sword flashed by when the wind roared
Why is the Demon King like this? Chapter 52: A sword flashed when the wind howled. In the violent upheaval, filthy mud was sprayed everywhere. This is also the reason why Qing Keisuke retreated.
The Roshan Monster merged into one in the blink of an eye, and Aoi Keisuke's sharp slashes had no effect!
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In the mirage world, a heavy sigh seemed to be heard.
So the aberration that even a doctor like Shiraishi Chizuru would be ashamed of began!
In the mud, the white bones were separated from the flesh and blood, exposed, and then grabbed by one hand and thrown into the mountain of flesh.
Purple and red light shone from the mountain of flesh, and the spiritual aftermath crashed over like a wave, causing even the witch's ribbon to flutter.
Kamaba Yui's expression changed slightly: "Qinggui-kun, something is wrong..."
Qing Keisuke, who also discovered anomalies but failed to grasp the source, nodded and watched the terrifying but majestic scene ahead.
"The core of this monster is not here. Go find it and leave it to me."
"This..."
Kamaba Yui is a little worried.
After all, no matter how powerful Aoi Keisuke appears, he is still an ordinary person who has not yet become spiritually enlightened.
Qing Keisuke didn't explain much, he just said "Go" again.
Kamaba Yui said no more. Instead, Shiraishi Chizuru glanced at Qing Keisuke worriedly, sensing the unexpected danger.
The miko wrapped herself in a long silk ribbon and took herself and Shiraishi Chizuru to escape deep into the mirage world.
Qing Gui inserted his sharp sword, opened a thin layer of wind barrier, sat down directly on the bones, and quietly waited for the transformation of the meat mountain to be completed.
"Chop... into pieces..."
After a few breaths, the purple-red light turned into demonic flames, and the exposed heads shouted in unison: "Holy shout! Holy shout! This is a gift from the saint!"
Immediately afterwards, the huge mountain of meat cracked open countless gaps in the flames, and the gaps quickly fit into each other, transforming into a big black hand covered with mud.
His big hands tore open his own flesh and blood, and in the flames, he slowly pulled out a bone-white sword.
"This is really a surprise!" Qing Keisuke was rarely excited.
Roshan held up one hand and held the big bone sword. Other than that, his whole body was still like a ball of meat. Just rolling it made him powerful and powerful.
"Chop you into pieces!"
Roll quickly!
The huge body was instantly enveloped in piercing killing intent!
The huge white bone knife fell diagonally, and the exposed human head roared wildly.
Qing Keisuke stood up suddenly and rushed forward, drawing out the invisible long sword, and then quickly turned sideways to let go of the bone opener.
A fierce wave of air blew across his face, and the big knife hit the ground hard, tearing a crack.
The blow missed, and Roshan spun on the spot, dragging the blade across with his big hand.
"Huh?"
Qing Keisuke had no time to get out of the sweeping range, so he had to lean down and strike with the sword blade from bottom to top. He lightly touched the blade of the sword like a dragon and raised it a few inches.
In an instant, the white bone sword brushed past Qing Keisuke's back, and Qing Keisuke took advantage of the huge emptiness and leaned directly into the front of Roshan.
Ring!
Howl!
The invisible blade danced wildly, breaking through the black sludge on the surface of the meat mountain, chopping up the curse and flesh together.
"Open!"
The huge collection of corpses was cut open again, this time into dozens of pieces.
But this time, Roshan didn't even need to heal. His dark hand directly pulled back the sword and blocked it in front of him, blocking Qing Keisuke's next attack.
"Is this the only level of faith that supports it and the enthusiasm to wield the knife even if it means death?"
Qing Keisuke stimulated with words that just now he could actually attach flames to the blade and directly burn the flesh and blood. After losing the carrier, this monster will definitely lose most of its abilities even if its core is not here.
But he didn't do this, and was even trying to stimulate Roshan's final potential.
"Don't you want to continue? Slaughter lives and enjoy the feeling of the sword piercing your body. Now is the last chance, you beast!"
Qing Keisuke’s spirituality index: 65→70!
He opened his arms, then raised the Howling Sword, slashing across it with all his strength, and broke through Roshan's defense with the final blow.
Behind the big sword, everyone's heads lit up with scarlet eyes, their necks suddenly lengthened, and they came to bite Qing Keisuke.
At the same time, a pair of hands reached out, grabbed the cut pieces of flesh around each other, and stubbornly spliced them together.
"That's it, use everything to resist me!"
Qing Keisuke's steps were hurried, moving quickly around the mountain of meat, and from time to time he chopped off a head with his sharp sword.
The heads like rolling gourds fell in all directions, their expressions became ferocious, and they loudly told stories that were difficult to understand.
Resentment!
There is no solution to this complaint!
The reassembled meat mountain rolled crazily, and the sword fell from time to time.
Not only do you want to win in this chaos, but you are also constantly recovering your broken head.
But what Qing Keisuke wants to see is not this kind of ugly thing, and he has no interest in understanding this resentment at all. On the contrary, if there is any bitter drama, he will make Roshan not even have the chance to use his sword. p>
He first avoided being trampled by the meat mountain, and then his spiritual energy gathered on his right leg, lighting up a dazzling red light.
"Bang!"
With a kick, the flames condensed to a point, and then suddenly exploded.
The fireworks were brilliant, lighting up the mirage world, and the huge mountain of flesh was kicked directly into the air, and the lower half of the body was directly burned to black.
After flying for dozens of meters, the mountain of meat hit the ground hard, creating a huge crater, and countless flesh, flesh, and bones were crushed to pieces.
Shock and fear can hardly be concealed on all the remaining faces.
In just a short moment, this monster even felt that Qing Keisuke could kick him to death!
Qing Keisuke stood up with his sword put away and did not take advantage of the victory.
After several squanderings and resisting spiritual erosion, less than a third of the royal guards collected by Yui Kamabata are left.
The consumption of spiritual energy is not low, but the harvest is also a lot, part of which is directly absorbed by Qing Guijie.
——Of course, if you keep it close to yourselves for a long time like the Arisukawa family, it will also increase your spirituality.
"Bring on your last bit of ambition, you beast." Qing Keisuke ordered dissatisfied.
"Why...
Why...just passed away like this?
I really want to feel the taste of flesh and blood again..."
The mountain of meat trembled and stood up, and everyone's heads began to cry. The necrotic flesh and blood continued to peel off, leaving only a bloated body for it.
Obese, with uneven legs, a big belly, and skinny arms, but with wide palms and slender fingers.
Like an evil spirit born from a mountain of flesh, it leans on a bone-white sword at an angle, and the dozens of heads gathered above its head sing a sad song:
"My lord, where are you?
This knife is very sharp, and it will be thick if you drink blood!
Where is my lord?
Where is my lord?!
The blade is rusty and broken, especially when cutting meat!
I wish...
I wish!"
Tears flowed freely, and unprecedented spirituality broke out. The curse dyed the earth black, and white bones grew out of it.
"So, very good!"
Qing Keisuke laughed and stepped forward, stepped directly on the bone, and flew towards the sword demon.
"Qiang!"
The knife collided with the sword, exploding into turbulent air waves, and the tall and strange body erupted with terrifying power.
Qing Keisuke was actually thrown away!
The bloated legs stepped forward, with a ferocious bloodthirsty aura, and instantly approached Qing Keisuke's side. The bone knife, which was a few sizes smaller, became dexterous and cunning, and stabbed him from the blind spot of his vision.
Qing Keisuke used his spirituality to cushion it in the air, turned over to block it, and then flew out again.
"That's it, use the knife, use the curse, use everything you have to disobey me!"
"Cang!"
Another heavy blow, flames exploded under Qing Keisuke's feet, directly blocking the sword demon's pursuit.
With the next breath, both sides started a crazy bombardment. The knives and swords completely lost their shape, leaving only flowing shadows flickering in the mirage.
The sharp collision like thunder resounded beyond the mirage world.
The spirituality is evaporating every second, but the smile on Qing Keisuke's face is getting brighter.
In fact, he had vaguely seen through the essence of the sword demon and saw the limit of the sword demon, but this long-lost passion made him unwilling to end the battle so quickly.
It's a pity that spirituality will eventually come to an end...
The burning of Yushou is almost over.
"Listen to the wind's chant and punish the evil spirits!"
In an instant, the howling wind suddenly lost its sound, and all the power was concentrated on the sword blade, and its shape was truly displayed in front of the sword ghost for the first time.
The delicate and beautiful blue blade flashed with the cold light of death.
Qing Keisuke used his sword to block the knife of the sword ghost, then he caressed the blade and sighed.
"The breath of the wind has arrived."
The Sword of Wind Howl thrust forward in an instant, and the sharp whistle suddenly exploded, and his figure suddenly accelerated, moving forward along the wind path created by himself at this moment!
It's like moving instantly.
"Pfft!"
The invisible blade stabbed hard into the sword ghost's head, and then the blade whirled, and all dozens of sword ghost's heads exploded.
All the consciousness and connections carried on this body were strangled by Qing Keisuke with just one sword stroke!