After passing the swords of the skeleton, the samurai already knew the reality of these demons - no one could beat him in martial arts. If it weren't for their strong demonic power and exquisite magic tricks that were rarely seen in Japan, just about martial arts skills, I'd probably beheaded by Sen Luo long ago.

This demonic energy is mixed and impure, and there are many blood and evil spirits. Senluo also knows that this is the demonic energy possessed by the human-eating demons. Since this is the case, the skeleton warrior doesn't need to say much, just kill these demons. He has no confusion about his behavior, killing these demons and closing all the gates of the demon world, and he can obtain a pure sleep. This is very good - "It's my practice."

Senluo's long sword stood up in front of him, and there was no expression on the bone's face - just bones, and there was no expression in the hard way. The murmuring chanting sound floated out of his hanging jaw bones, which was the sound of chanting the Heart Sutra. In the double tone, the rose-red sword gradually rippled with golden light...

The demons also looked at Senluo as if they were facing a great enemy, "Well, the skeleton ghost..." The demon who led the lead cursed hatefully, "This skeleton ghost is not the golden body of the great monk after his death. How could he use such pure Buddhist magic power?" This is a question that the demons present were puzzled.

What they couldn't understand was that they were obviously unwilling to be enemies with this skeleton. At first, they didn't know that he was a skeleton and thought he was a human being, so they were ready to let him go. Why did this skeleton ghost want to be enemies with them? Is it to kill demons and eliminate demons? There are such demons in this world?

Even if it is the golden body and Buddha bones of Buddhism, it can be kinetic and can speak, and it is a monster, and white bones become spirits.

Senluo looked at the monsters in front of him who were quite retreating, and just slashed down with a sword in the wind. The sword saint's realm directly enveloped them all. This knife cut off all the vitality and killed sentient beings. It was really a slash of Senluo's former sword path. One sword turned into a phantom and directly slashed at these demons, and it was impossible to avoid blocking them.

With one sword, life and death are separated. With Senluo's swordsmanship, this sword will not leave them any hope. But when it is being cut, the river suddenly surging, and a growing black shadow swam down the water surface. The black shadow rolls upside down with boundless mist and turns into a big hand, breaking Senluo's realm with just one blow.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a shocking roar came from the mist in the sky. The red blood spurted out from it, sprinkled on the ground and directly killed the plants and trees. Sprinkled on the river water and made the water surge. The monster in the water snatched the blood dripping into the water desperately. The swallowed one directly erupted, and the mortal objects suddenly turned into demons.

The demons also rolled out of Senluo's realm, and were not killed one by one. But when they saw the mist, they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed. When they saw the blood falling, their faces were pale and they didn't dare to move. An angry roar came from the mist, "You dare to hurt someone! Come to die!"

The black water mist was just a roll. The demon in front of him was directly drained from his body of essence and blood, and they all showed prototypes - nothing more than the monster in the water. The head with horns on the head has a wolf-like body. At the moment, the essence and blood were drained from being drained and fell to the ground like dry goods, with no breath.

"Madman!" Senro said, "If you save me, I will save you. Could it be that if you save your subordinates, you will be angry with them?" The skeleton warrior began to laugh. He had already seen the true face of the black shadow in front of him clearly - it was just a dragon...

He was more than ten feet long, as thick as a water tank, with no horns on his head but a sarcoma. His four claws leaped and brought water vapor to fly. This dragon was afraid that it would be the lord of the nearby river. Sen Luo was not afraid at all, and faced the dragon whose claws were cut open and bleeding profusely. He put the long sword into the sheath, and the demonic aura emitted from his entire body was deeply restrained.

The dragon dissipated the water vapor, and its huge head drooped slightly. Looking at the skeleton ghost in front of him who wrapped himself in a shabby robe, "Treat for death!" The roar was shocking, bringing clouds and mist. There were still thunder and lightning in the black clouds, and the dragon came over with thunder and lightning and heavy rain.

When the demonic energy surged, it seemed as if the sky had fallen. Under the oppression, Senluo was like dust. "Namo's Lotus Sutra." With a sing of Sanskrit, Senluo drew his sword and slashed it!

The sword light was like a dragon, winding from the ground to the end of the sky. The shining sword light was like lightning, tearing apart the demonic energy, tearing apart the clouds, tearing the entire sky, and of course cutting the dragon in front of you.

The power of this sword even split the demon clouds in the sky. The sunlight shone from the broken hole, illuminating the dragon flying in the clouds, and also shone on Senluo who was standing on the ground and slid against the sky with one sword. Whether it was the skeleton warrior or the dragon, it reflected a golden light under the sunlight.

The dragon's dragon roar gradually turned into painful sobs. The dark red marks on the dragon's body began to crawl like a snake. After it cracked, the blood flowed like a waterfall, and it could not stop. The bones of Senrona held the sword and were also full of cracks. The recoil force that cut the dragon's body was also not good.

Besides, in order to cut open the dragon body, Senluo exuded a lot of demonic energy, which probably exceeded the upper limit of his body. Life and death were won by one sword, Senluo practiced this kind of sword. The skeleton warrior slowly put away his sword. When the long sword was inserted into the scabbard, his right arm also turned into smoke and dust with a squeak, and the bones on his legs began to collapse...

The ground where he was standing suddenly began to sink, and the whole mountain collapsed directly. The water village was crying and shouting, and the houses collapsed one after another - but they were built with bamboo and wood, so no one should die. The place where Senluo stood collapsed, and the river water poured in, and even if the legs of the skeleton sank, the warriors could use their demonic energy to push themselves against the huge rock that had not slipped into the water.

The dragon fell from the sky and smashed heavily to the bottom of the pit, and the influxed river water quickly floated it up. The dragon was almost split into two pieces, and it was almost done even before it died. The blood soon dyed the influxed pool water red, but this time there was no monster in the water able to swallow it.

The blood flowed out was full of death energy. When it was swallowed, it turned into a dead bone. The dragon began to dry up with the blood flow. The regret and fear in the eyes were also revealed. It did not expect that it would be like this just a knife, a knife...
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