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Hearing the sound of swords piercing the night sky, Motoma Sakura came through the air with two knives in hand, and slashed towards the weird train.
Motoma Sakura is holding a long sword in his front hand and a short sword in his reverse hand, both of which have pink flames flowing, and his own body also looks very strange, very different from normal humans.
He is wearing armor, but it is not guardian armor, but ordinary companion pet armor.
But at this time, the companion pet's armor was dyed pink by the pink flame flowing out of his body, and as the pink flame continued to overflow, it turned into pieces of pink light that looked like snowflakes and scattered.
Those lights seemed to emanate from his flesh and blood, not his vitality.
Among those flames, Zhou Wen also sensed a strong breath of dimensional creatures.
"Could this be the mythical liquid he was talking about?" Zhou Wen thought to himself.
With a strong pink flame, Motoma Sakura slashed towards the train like a flying fairy, and the long knife in her forehand was about to slash on the train.
Woo!
The whistle of the train suddenly sounded, and a large amount of smoke was sprayed from the chimney. Motoma Sakura's knife light hit the smoke, and the whole person was immediately wrapped in smoke, and the pink flame suddenly dimmed.
"Oops, under the influence of Hyakki Night Walk, Fuji Island's taboo power is weakening." Qi Yazheng's complexion changed slightly, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand and raised the knife above his head, and the other hand followed suit to hold the handle of the knife , and then swung his hands down violently.
The invisible sword qi slashed towards the locomotive, and a lot of smoke spewed out from the mouth of the locomotive that looked like a bull demon skull. After contacting Qi Yazheng's invisible sword qi, Qi Yazheng's invisible sword qi suddenly sank into the sea. Disappear.
However, Qi Yazheng's man had already reached the left side of the train as if he had teleported, slashing with a long knife in his hand, and every time he slashed, his figure had changed to another position, and his figure flickered, looking like Ghostly.
The continuous sword aura formed an invisible sword net. With the size of the train, it seemed impossible to avoid such a knife aura attack.
The smoke it emitted was only at the locomotive, and the coffin-like carriages behind were not shrouded in smoke. Qi Yazheng's target was those carriages.
Sure enough, the train couldn't escape Qi Yazheng's saber air net, and the saber air slashed on its carriage.
The disciples in the distance were all overjoyed, thinking that Qi Yazhen had succeeded, and the train monster would be cut off.
But in the next second, they discovered to their horror that Qi Yazheng's god-level sword energy burst out with the help of the guardian's armor, slashed on the train carriage, but was absorbed in it instantly like water entering a sponge, but No scars were left on the carriage.
Zhou Wen frowned slightly, because he had already seen that this train monster was probably a terrifying existence.
With a thought, a clown pattern appeared on his natal chart. The clown pattern was ghostly and strange, as if it was an unreal existence in the void, and it seemed too real, so that the red color on the clown's face looked like blood.
On the other side of the life wheel, a sword pill also appeared, making Zhou Wen's sword spirit flourish.
The next second, Zhou Wen's figure appeared in front of the locomotive. The bamboo knife in his hand cut through the thick smoke with a terrifying sword aura, and he stretched out his hand to pull out Motoma Sakura who was about to be sucked into the locomotive. It teleported out again before closing.
On the other side, Qi Yazheng's aura has been pushed to the extreme, and the whole body and the guardian armor are exuding a strong aura.
The originally invisible saber energy actually condensed into substance in his hands, turning into two sabers, one long and one short.
The long knife is full of vitality, and under the influence of the long knife, the flowers and plants in the nearby area grow rapidly and bloom.
But the dagger in his other hand has a dead breath, and any creature that comes into contact with that breath will immediately grow old and wither.
Qi Yazheng danced with both knives in hand, combined with his mysterious agility, kept appearing around the train, while avoiding the engulfing smoke, life and death knives slashed at the train.
The blade of life and death slashed on the train carriage, leaving a knife mark after another, but the knife mark was too shallow, and the car seemed to have the ability to heal itself, and the knife mark disappeared in an instant.
Qi Yazheng seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the two swords merged into one in his hands, turning into one sword.
Withered glory coexisted on the knife, and life and death depended on each other, as if there was some kind of fateful force of reincarnation, which made all the lives around it confused and upside down.
The dead grass was revived again, but the originally vibrant tree withered instantly. In the same area, it seemed that the God of Death and the Goddess of Life had descended their divine power at the same time, and the power of life and death was constantly entangled.
Finally, the knife raised high in Qi Yazheng's hand was chopped off.
"One knife separates the road of life and death. The destiny cannot be controlled at all. Such a powerful meaning of life and death. No wonder Qi Yazheng can be called a sword master. It's just this cut that makes him the name of a sword master." Zhou Wen admired in his heart, But he didn't think that this cut could really hit the train monster hard.
When the terrifying sword qi slashed down, the train whistle sounded again, but this time it was no longer smoke, but blue will-o'-the-wisps.
The will-o'-the-wisp spread to the entire train in an instant, and the raging blue flames also wrapped the entire train, making the weird train even more illusory, as if the body had turned into a blue flame, and one could see the other side from one side of the carriage .
Qi Yazheng's life-and-death saber qi struck, but failed to injure the train. The saber qi passed directly through the train's body, as if the train was just a phantom, not a real existence.
Woo!
The train speeded up suddenly and hit Ertian Feixianliu's disciples. After being hit, those disciples didn't scream and fly out, but disappeared directly, as if being swallowed by the ghost train, which also made people clearly understand It turns out that the train is by no means a phantom of nothingness, but a real terrifying creature.
"The real fear-level dimensional creature, immediately retreat to the Fuji Valley." Qi Yazheng's face was a little pale, and he ordered all the disciples to retreat.
Although he claims to be half-step fear, that just means that his ideological realm has reached the level of fear level, but his real strength and level cannot reach it, and it is impossible to fight against fear level creatures.
The disciples of Feixianliu on the second day were surprisingly not flustered, and retreated in an orderly manner, but their retreating speed was far slower than the train, and saw the train rushing up again.
The eyes of the disciples of Ertian Feixianliu behind were filled with horror, but instead of running away in all directions, they turned around and rushed towards the train with their knives in their hands. Their faces were full of determination, as if they wanted to use their bodies to fight for the train. Companions buy time to escape.
But Zhou Wen knew very well that their behavior was no different from sending them to death.
With a thought, Zhou Wen's wheel of fortune changed again.