While answering questions to Fusang Guiqi, Maitreya asked Shi Shi if she recognized the Fusang ghost, because the tone of the Fusang ghost seemed to be the same as her old acquaintance.
"Master, don't say that I don't know this person, I know him, and I am an excellent friend. He killed my parents, and I can't wait to sleep on his skin and eat his flesh." Facing Maitreya's doubts, he held on tightly. The sword pouch in his hand stared at the Fuso Ghost Knight with bitter eyes.
It’s strange to say that the Fuso Ghost Knight didn’t answer Maitreya’s question at all, but looked at Shi Shi with a silly face. When facing her hateful words and gazes, her face moved slightly, but then immediately He recovered again and spoke lightly:
"You don't remember the past, it's okay, I will let you remember."
Facing the Fusang ghost who spoke this time, Fang Zhuo and others were very moved, because this guy used literal Chinese, but Maitreya on the side was not surprised, because he had a special purpose when he was in Saitian Dojo. In Chinese classes, I don’t learn these things, not to mention the daily inconvenience, and I can’t even learn advanced knowledge such as warfare and Confucianism.
"You killed someone's parents and wanted to marry someone as a wife. You really don't know what shame is!" Maitreya was a little upset and Fusang Guiqi talked to himself and couldn't help laughing in Japanese. He had never seen it like that. Shameless person.
"Da Mai Luo!" The Fusang ghost, who was previously unmoved by Maitreya's begging and talking to Shi Shi, was unmoved. When Maitreya laughed at what he had done to Shi Shi, he was surprisingly angry and yelled.' Shut up', and then raised his hand to send out a bunch of shurikens.
"Hurry up." Seeing Fusang ghost, Maitreya raised his zen stick and flew to fend off the shuriken. At the same time, he spoke to let Fang Zhuo and others leave.
This expert knows if he takes the shot, Maitreya fends off this Fusang ghost’s shuriken, and feels that the other party’s obsession is heavy, not to mention that the strength is higher than that of the tree demon grandma he has fought, but the degree of difficulty is definitely more than that. Any monster in Middle-Earth, so irrelevant Fang Zhuo and others should leave and don't divide their own gods.
"Smelly monk, your first class, I accepted it by He Mao Daohang."
Not to mention Fang Zhuo and others who fled in a panic, Fusang Ghost was utterly ineffective with his shuriken, and he uttered a loud shout in Japanese. Jump hack.
The prestige and spirit are all mixed in a sword, but this mighty sword was avoided by Maitreya who had practiced Zhongjo's swordsmanship.
"Shameless person, my Dream Heart Temple Maitreya has come to take your first level." Maitreya shook his body to avoid the mighty power of Fuso Gui Hemo, then uttered a Japanese counter-drink, and at the same time, he swung the stick in his hand toward his head.
Facing the Kulai Zen stick, He Mao Daoxing raised the sword and drew it. When the yin-stricken sword touched the Zen stick with the power of the vajra, he suddenly made a crackling noise, and the air burst into blue. Static electricity, and then the two weapons bounced off.
"Don't die quickly." Maitreya used the force of the Zen stick to flick, and forcefully picked the Zen stick, hit the head of the stick towards the other party's head, and then was blocked by the other party with a knife.
"Miss Liu, let's go quickly." When Fang Zhuo saw Master Zimi and Fusang ghost fighting together, he yelled in Japanese from time to time. Don't want to be pulled over the rein by the other party.
"Today's affairs are all caused by Shi Shi. If this ghost king dies tonight, if he does not die, not to mention Shijia Town, there will be no peace in Yishui County, Fangqi officer, please go back and go back with Shi's family. Said that my Liu family used to live at this time and owed them the kindness, and today I repay them. If we can see each other in the future, the two will not owe each other."
Facing Shi Shi who turned his horse's head and did not want to leave, Fang Zhuoxiang couldn't help being a little stunned, but then he was a little hesitating, but he didn't prevent a foreign object from being thrown in front of him. He looked down and saw that it was a gorgeous hibiscus. Helmet, and Maitreya’s reminder sounded:
"Fang Qi, don't leave soon."
Hearing Maitreya’s reminder, Fang Zhuoxiang quickly turned his head and left, leaving only Liu Shishi sitting on the horse, wearing a black dress, and a black flower ball on his hair. There was a fight and confrontation in the visual field. , Maitreya and He Mao walked along the road, who fired blue arcs from time to time.
Relying on the advantage of long weapons, Maitreya moved his feet, swinging the Zen stick in his hand, slashing with long and short thorns, and hit He Mao Daoxing only to parry. He also took advantage of the chaos to knock down his star pocket, although it made this Fusang ghost extremely embarrassed. , But he couldn't beat him no matter how.
After He Mao Daoxing had suffered enough from the short sword, he started to defensively and attacked. He pulled out the short blade at his waist, flung his hand to the monk, and then took a vertical leap, flying off the ground, following the short blade. Raising the knife in the wind behind, the momentum was magnificent, and the second stage volleyed.
"Amitabha Buddha." Maitreya saw the Fusang ghost throw a short knife and strike, holding a long knife and then rushing for two attacks, standing on the ground with the meditation stick in his hand, and chanting the Buddha's horn, all mana gushing out from the pores, forming a circle of protection knot boundary.
Whether it was the short knife thrown first or the attack by He Mo Daoxing himself, they were all blocked from the barrier. After the evil spirit on the short knife dissipated, Maitreya suddenly raised his Zen stick. When the barrier disappeared, there was a violent cry. Drink with the stick and chop.
"The evil spirits retreat."
The Zen stick with Vajra Mana smashed into the empty space. Before the tip of the stick fell, He Maodao walked away from the ground and flew upside down. His figure was three inches off the ground. After he stood firmly on the ground, he dragged the long sword with his right hand. , And then a bunch of white smoke rose under his feet, and an indigo-faced fangs were drilled out of the smoke, with the head of a prajna ghost with double horns on the head.
"In the line!" The Prajna Guitou had four feet high with horns, and he let out a roar, and bit at the monk wearing the turban with his fangs open.
"Amitabha Buddha." Rumbled the Buddha's name, Maitreya crouched the stick before hurriedly, concentrated his thoughts, and formed an enchantment, resisting the head of the Prajna ghost bitten by his fangs with his mouth open.
Where the fangs of the Prajna ghost head collided with the enchantment, the spiritual power collided with the evil, and the aura rippled, illuminating the entire dense forest.
With the flickering light, Maitreya stared at the head of the Prajna ghost outside the barrier, trying his best to maintain the barrier with his thoughts. At such a decisive moment, as long as he persisted, he would win.
Maitreya thought that as long as he persisted, he would win. However, he did not want the enchanted Prajna ghost head. While holding the fangs against the enchantment, while blinking the ghost eyes, two red lights shot out from the eye sockets, hitting the transparent enchantment. superior.
"Kacha." For a moment, the barrier outside Maitreya's body shattered like glass, and then the light in the world was dimmed. He was defeated, even letting the other side use the sword bag and release the flying sword to save his life. nothing.
Maitreya felt the bleak world, while his body fell backwards, there was a trace of regret in his heart, regret for his own arrangement, and even gave the sword pouch to defend himself. It was right to protect others, but he did not advance. If you release the flying sword, if you do it again, I am afraid that I will repeat the same mistakes, probably because I am too arrogant.
(End of this chapter)