Chapter 984: Smell in Hell

"Sure."
After a while, Zhi Zhixiong Zhenzhen and Qin Heqing separated again.
"What kind of person is Kenshin Himura?" Zhi Zhixiong asked Qin Heqing, who looked at the opposite face with no blush or breath, as if the rapid confrontation was just a simple warm-up exercise.
"Do you know Kenshin Himura? Are you really Zhizhixiong real?!" Qin Heqing said in surprise.
If it weren't for him, it would be hard to explain how he knew the name Kenshin Gomura.
Although for now, his existence is a bit weird.
"Yes, the old man is Zhizhixiong. So, you are really the heir of Himura Kenshin, and the contemporary inheritance of Feitian Yujianyu." Zhizhixiong's eyes shrank and he didn't say anything specious. , Directly and frankly admitted his identity.
"I don't know Himura Kenshin, nor his heirs. As for swordsmanship... it can be said to be Feitian Yujianryu or not. As for the reason, it is naturally because the swordsmanship I use now is exactly what I use according to Feitianyu. Jianliu’s words were completed. As a warrior who was the same Restoration warrior as Himura Jianxin back then, and personally experienced the existence of the genuine Feitian Yujianliu, what do you think of the swordsmanship I completed? He took two swords and put the Omomaru into the scabbard again, and asked.
"It's no wonder that your Flying Imperial Sword Stream gives me a weird feeling. It's a pity that today's battle may be the last time it appeared before the eyes of the world." Zhi Zhixiong said quietly.
"Oh?" Qin Heqing raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest.
"The entertainment is over, it's time to end this meaningless farce." After saying that, Zhi Zhixiong pressed his real body and assumed a posture like a spear and horse step, holding a knife in his right hand and holding it horizontally beside his face. The left hand makes the finger of the sword, as if wiping, and as if stroking slowly across the sword
Following this, the gloomy cyan flames burned from the knife body, silently, burning and twisting the space where the knife body was.
"Fire Spirit?" Qin Heqing asked in surprise.
As an audience who has seen Rurouni Kenshin, he can naturally recognize the moves Zhizhixiong is actually using now, officially his ultimate secret sword-Fire Spirit! A magic-like fighting technique formed by the human oil contaminated from the dead in the past, which is left in the blood tank on the sword ignited by the high temperature generated by the high-intensity battle and the collision of the sword!
But it wasn't the flame that could be ignited by a swipe of the hand and completely wrapped around the sword body like it is now.
Even if you put special phosphorus on your hands, it doesn't make sense.
Not to mention, this flame, and the breath that Zhi Zhixiong's real body now exudes is obviously different from that of the living, similar to the dead. Therefore, Qin and Qing now have every reason to suspect that Zhizhixiong is one of the undead returned from hell, just like Yamamura Shizuko and Oda Nobunaga, who does not know his whereabouts.
Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why, as a warrior in the reform period, why can he survive to the present and appear in this strange space.
Fu Sangshen was unable to manifest such a powerful undead.
"You know." Zhi Zhixiong, who didn't expect his move name to be called, said in a real surprise.
"After all, it is the secret sword of a famous swordsman in the reform period. There are still some records in the miscellaneous history of the wild history. In addition, the characteristics are so obvious. If I still can't recognize it, I will fight with you in vain. It's been a long time." Qin Heqing smiled.
"Then I might as well tell you that the current fire spirit is very different from the fire spirit I used in the past. As for the difference, you can appreciate it." After saying that, Zhi Zhixiong's real eyes flushed, majestic. The murderous aura burst out from him, like a substantive shady, showing a distorted, wailing face, and rushed towards Qin Heqing with the real sprint of Comrade Zhixiong.
"I have experienced it." Qin Heqing sighed. Then his face condensed, and he directly greeted him.
"Fight!"
The bright light of the sword flashed, and the front space was directly cut apart by this blow, and it went into the distance...
Obviously, Qin Heqing was not suppressing the power of Oomaru, releasing the power of the artifact.
"puff……"
Suddenly, Zhi Zhixiong's truth emerged from the void, his body as if he had been cut in the waist, breaking directly from the position of the waist, a pair of legs and feet fell behind Qin Heqing, but the upper body entangled by the ghostly energy only rushed out a certain distance before he fell heavily. Falling down, falling dust.
"What kind of sword is that?" Zhi Zhixiong, who did not die immediately because of his special life characteristics, turned around and asked in a deep voice.
"Is it, the name of the sword, Daimomaru, is an exclusive spirit sword made by me using modern third-class spiritual materials through the guidance of a master, and then using it as a material to integrate the eight-handed sword and parts of one of the legendary ten gods How does the artifact created by the Five Elements feel? Is it very powerful?" Qin Heqing turned around and raised the sword, stroking the sword while looking at Zhi Zhixiong who was not far away.
"It turned out to be a divine weapon...Then what I lost was not wronged. It's just hateful. I was defeated by the descendants of Feitian Yujianliu again. I'm so unwilling!!!" Zhizhixiong's real eyes flashed, full of Said melancholy and resentfully.
"But you are also the first undead to die under this divine sword after it was forged. In terms of qualifications, it is enough to make you feel honored." Qin Heqing shook his head and said quietly.
"The first one... That won't change the fact that I'm about to die completely." Zhi Zhixiong said coldly.
"By the way, you escaped from hell?" Qin Heqing shook his head slightly, put the Omomaru in his hand into the sheath, and asked again.
"What do you want to ask?" Zhi Zhixiong didn't really deny Qin Heqing's inference. He just looked at him and asked ~EbookFREE.me~ I'm very curious, what is happening in the hell, it can let you evil spirits They broke out in droves and returned to the world to wreak havoc. "Qin Heqing said bewildered.
They are not Sun Dasheng, and they dare not take it seriously if they make trouble in the underworld.
"Want to know?"
Qin Heqing nodded.
"Then I might as well tell you that the is now in turmoil. A guy called the Evil Ghost King has formed an army and is fighting the Huangquan Legion under the name of Izanami. This has caused great slack in the defense of the underworld. Many heroes of the past who were unwilling to sink in rose to their ambitions and summoned their hands to attack the ghost gate! And I took the opportunity to escape from when Oda Nobunaga's army was fighting the ghost gate guard. "Perhaps Zhi Zhixiong, who knew that he was dead, had no other thoughts, replied frankly.
"Evil Ghost King, Huangquan Army Corps, Onimen Defender, Oda Nobunaga... Hell is really messy." Qin Heqing couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
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