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【41】Buddha

Han Baiyi was on his way to Feizhao.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to go fast, but that this place is too far away, and Wangshan would be a dead horse.

From the top of the high mountain, it was only as long as one stroke. As a result, the complicated terrain made him fly for almost half an hour.

As soon as we entered Hirata Castle at the foot of the mountain, there was a chaotic scene inside.

But what these people did has nothing to do with Han Baiyi. For him, the first priority is to find Yuzi, kill the old thief and Butterfly, and save Inosuke's mother and son as a way to repay the kindness of protecting Suzu.

Of course, there are also Buddhist beads.

Han Baiyi's figure flew quickly over the roofs of various alleys in Hirata City, his eyes quickly judged the terrain, compared it with the memory in his mind, and searched for the whereabouts of Mishanin Enma and Anja Juzo.

These two were the bosses in the dungeon three years ago, and they both carry Buddhist beads.

His eyes scanned the surroundings like an eagle.

All you can see is an extremely evil sight that makes people frown.

tsk tsk

Before Han Baiyi could react, the sound of wind suddenly sounded in his ears.

He raised his knife to block his body and fell to the ground. Han Baiyi rolled over and squatted on the ground without any force.

He raised his head and saw a bald man holding a big gun.

Several archers stood beside the bald man.

What Han Baiyi had just blocked was the arrow they shot.

The bald man waved the spear in his hand, shook it, and said indifferently:

"I am the ninja hunter, Mishanin Enshin."

"Whose ninja are you?"

"Give us the information and we can give you a decent death."

Han Baiyi grinned.

This is called door-to-door delivery, right?

There were several archers around him with their bows and arrows ready, always aiming at him.

Han Baiyi was not afraid at all.

Although the bald man in front of him is powerful and powerful in numbers, the strength of the bald man also depends on who he is compared with.

Even if you become bald, you may not become stronger.

This is the cruelty of the world.

The few archers around Mishanin Enzhen were obviously picked from bandits and imported at random.

Whether it was the scattered positions, bow posture, body angle, or wind direction, there were so many flaws that could be thought of in the blink of an eye. With Han Baiyi's current dynamic vision, he could catch the arrows they shot without even opening his spiritual eyes.

Their arrows are not fast enough.

Peng.

Han Baiyi kicked up the sand under his feet, and a burst of smoke and dust was raised behind him. He quickly spread his legs and shot away like a black arrow sticking to the ground, making a large circle around several people.

Mishan Yuanzhen, however, had a calm expression on his face. He kept pointing the spear in his hand in the direction where Han Baiyi was running, and narrowed his eyes, tightly locking his position.

As the saying goes, every inch is long and every inch is strong. Mishanin Enzhen is very aware of the strengths and weaknesses of people who use guns. As a ninja hunter, he will naturally not let a ninja get close to him easily.

The surrounding archers hurriedly adjusted their arrow angles and positions to ensure that they would not stand in front of Mishanin-sama and the ninja, and become victims of the fight between the two.

With this speed alone, the archers knew that the opponent was no easy person.

Seeing the panic among the archers as they switched positions, Han Baiyi looked calm and cut decisively into the weak point of the formation, swinging out the wedge ball fiercely.

when.

The swords and guns clashed, emitting a harsh clang of steel, and a streak of dazzling sparks was drawn between the two blades. Mishanin pressed down the spear fiercely.

Naturally, Han Baiyi would not fight him head-on. He still knew the physical martial arts truth like the principle of leverage. The blade of the blade moved downwards, and with a turn of his wrist, he guided the spear to the ground, and stabbed it into the ground with a pop.

He slashed along the blade and shaft of the gun, forcing Mishanin to retreat step by step, quickly widening the distance between the two.

Feeling the force coming from the gun barrel, Mishanin roughly understood the strength of his opponent. Both speed and strength were the best among ninjas.

He may have caught a big fish.

In fact, he mistakenly thought that what he caught was a whale.

Han Baiyi slashed with two swords in succession, splitting the rotating blade of the gun, and stepped away. Then he took another step and rushed forward, leaning against the gun shaft to cut off Mishanin's head.

Mishanyuan, on the other hand, looked calm. Taking advantage of Han Baiyi's quick approach, he suddenly raised the barrel of his gun.

【see through】

As the learning ability was activated, Han Baiyi's pupils expanded slightly, and his brain instantly reflected the action his opponent was about to complete, and he stepped hard on the gun blade with one foot.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Mishanyuan's eyes froze, and the muscles in his arms swelled rapidly. His clothes were held up high by the muscles. With one hand in front and one behind, he used both arms at the same time to throw Han Baiyi, who was stepping on the gun blade, to the ground.

in the air.

It is most inconvenient for people to move in the air. This is basically the death sentence for this ninja!

Mishan Yuan's eyes flashed, and the spear blade was about to slash at him diagonally.

The archers behind him also raised their big bows, and just waiting for his figure to stop in mid-air, they were about to shoot out.

However, before Mishan Yuan could make a move, he saw an iron wire passing through like a dragon, and its flying claws pierced his body with a pop.

Mishan Yuanzhen's figure froze.

Han Baiyi was pulled by the huge force of the flying claw and his body changed direction. The flying claw activator on his waist contracted at a high speed. His whole body actually spun in the air like a top. His body whirled and he easily dodged the spear. The wedge ball followed his body shape.

It rotated across the back of Mishanin's neck, and his head flew into the sky with a confused expression.

This didn't stop, Han Baiyi followed the inertia of the huge recoil brought by the flying claws, like a flying top, cutting off the bodies of four or five archers in mid-air, and then barely fell.

Stab la la

His body crouched slightly, his footsteps drew two long marks on the mud, and stopped in the distance with the help of friction.

Behind him, there were left a fragment of limbs, broken arms, and broken bow strings.

The blood flying in the air fell to the ground, and instantly covered the broken corpses. A few unlucky ones who had been cut in half were lying on the ground howling, trying desperately to crawl to the other half of their bodies, but in the end they failed.

Each one was tortured to death by severe pain and suffocation.

Like hell.

However, this was nothing to Han Baiyi. The many days of fierce battles with the Chibei Army in the bamboo forest had already tempered his nerves, and even when he saw this bloody scene, he would not show any awkwardness on his face.

Although it should be disgusting, it is still disgusting.

Dangdang......

A Buddhist bead the size of a finger bone fell out of nowhere and landed in front of Han Baiyi.

Picking up the Buddhist beads, Han Baiyi immediately felt a warm current flowing into his body that was similar to spiritual inspiration, and all the cells in his body seemed to become active.

Han Baiyi picked up the rosary beads and put them in front of his eyes. The simple black beads were imprinted with wonderful lines one after another.

When you open your spiritual eyes, you can see the spiritual inspiration almost overflowing from these beads.

This made Han Baiyi very curious.

He has tried many times, but he has been unable to add inspiration to items.

But why does this rosary have such a huge spiritual power?

How to transfer inspiration to items?

After thinking for a few seconds, Han Baiyi put his thoughts away.

The top priority now is to collect other beads and protect Miko.

There is still much to do.

Tsk

The flying claw shot out again, and Han Baiyi's figure disappeared into the night like a petrel flying past in the dark night.

A pool of blood with a strong rusty smell was left on the spot.

thump.

An archer standing in the corner, who had the luck to escape because he was ignored, suddenly fell to his knees on the ground as if his bones had been ripped away.

His most precious longbow fell heavily to the ground, making a rattling sound.

The string had been broken long ago, and it fell to the ground with two fingers attached to the arrow.

Looking at the scattered corpses in front of him, the man's eyes were extremely confused at first, and his pupils were almost dilated.

Until I saw the familiar faces on the corpse and the ferocious expression before death. This murderer never blinked, and the bandit who committed all kinds of crimes by burning, killing and looting suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, vomited violently, howled loudly and violently, and his forehead

He slammed to the ground, his face was covered in blood, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"That man... is an evil spirit!"


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