Chapter 1987: 1987 7

And it came to pass on that day, that all the men of Michi, Tired, Yoshiyoshi, and the other wild men rolled out into the city.

I call it a wild ambush because I lay low in the field, but I don't visit the town in any way. Regular visits to town for the purchase and sale of other food supplies, for the gathering of information and for temporary rest.

I don't care what the target is going to be wild, it will be up to the business. That's fine, but from the wild side, the business itself is not fragrant this time.

"The market for the people has fallen. It's tough to get him out of here, so don't make fun of him anymore. I want you to be my daughter. Your head said so."

"It's because there's been fighting all over the place lately. I think it's a headache to buy people because they mess it up and sell it."

"I used to sell it for a good price for one citizen."

"Hey, did you hear that? They said they were buying all over the Batelen. You might still buy it for a good price."

It was the subject of human trafficking that Novoseki and the others were discussing. When they attacked the farmers, it was common to take and sell not only objects but also people. No one feels guilty because they are food for life. I am only desperate to live.

"Well, the other day, I saw the guy with the cannon."

"Seed Island... I've seen it before. Looks like it's spreading all over the place lately."

"It sounds amazing, and the balls of lead pop up at an unstoppable speed in my eyes, and my armor makes it easy to drill holes. If they're after us, it's the end of the line."

"Not now. It was used in Kawanakajima more than ten years ago."

But we don't see much of each other.

How long will these wild falls turn to the topic of artillery?

Meanwhile, tiredness and your head were turning to gathering information. Yoshiyoshi had split the food buyout and the wildfire all over the city in pieces, each assuming a different responsibility. There is no such thing as a money-splitting mistaker. Somehow your head is a sorcerer, and you don't show up like a fool with the courage and courage to amount to treason.

"Do you have any confusing information?

Yoshiyoshi on the way to buy out speaks out when he sees your head and tiredness. There are other men.

"I don't want to hear too many interesting stories. The Long Sect is about to flatten east of Tosa... Other than that, I don't know where Rakuma Rakuza got more, that kind of thing."

As he spoke, he was looking backwards.

(Killing rounds. Well... I suck at tails, too. Are you going to attack me all over the city?

Your head backwards, confirming the appearance of the boy who attacked you the other day - Meal II, spilled a smile.

(No... no. This killer is heterogeneous. No, there's two killers. Someone nasty besides that kid. Plus... slightly demonic...)

I feel the quality and number of killings, and the smile of your head disappears. I saw him as not the one who could stay alert.

"Your head. Someone..."

"Oh, I know."

Tired also seemed to feel murderous, taking him seriously and putting his hands on the sword pattern.

Your head and tiredness looked back, and the two meals you were following were a little off, but I immediately realized that the two of you hadn't seen yourself.

"What, is he..."

Yoshiyoshi roars. The other wildflowers and even the passers-by looked at the man differently.

I wouldn't even call it a right angle, but my hips are fairly torn. But I can see that the original tall is quite high. My back is broken, and my back length is not much different from that of a regular person. While the hands and feet are unusually long, the muscles are swollen, and compared to the original giant, it is an uneven enormity. And he possesses two on his back, two on his hips, left and right, respectively, and six swords.

The alien man put a grin on his face and slowly moved forward in his head and tiredness.

"What the hell?"

As if Yoshiyoshi were covering his head, he breaks between his head and a man of alien shapes and makes a dosty voice that intimidates him.

"It's called the Seven Treasures Mountain Huizao Weimen. I have undertaken the Lord's crusade."

While introducing himself with a grin sticking out, Qiaobaoshan slowly pulls the sword out of his hips and back and sets it up with two swords.

The passers-by stopped and watched the Seven Treasure Mountains and the Mistress, wondering if the cuts would begin in the crossings under the heavens.

"The left hand is not just a knife. A demon knife. Be careful."

Heads up for caution.

"Ha, you see? But the right sword isn't just a knife, either."

When he heard the words of his head and gave him a laugh, Mount Qiaobao waved his right sword on the spot.

The sword flew. A sword was thrown. That's what I saw in everyone's eyes. In fact, the blade of the sword that was in the right hand of Mount Seven Treasures is flying.

It wasn't just the blade, it was the tweezer, and the pattern was half flying. The other half of the pattern remains in the right hand of Mount Seven Treasures.

Yoshiyoshi plays the flying sword with his own sword in a hurry. The pattern of the flying sword and the pattern in the hands of Seven Treasures Mountain are connected by a string of unknown materials.

When Qiaobao Mountain gently drew his hand, the strings contracted and the sword returned to hand, and the split pattern and pattern fitted beautifully into it.

"It doesn't fit in the original sheath, it fits in the original pattern,"

As your head said, some of the wild horses who were surprised laughed dull.

"I want to compliment you for being good, but I was thinking the same thing."

Mount Qiaobao said to his head, waving the sword of his right hand again with Yoshiyoshi in mind.

"Mizuko Mizuko."

Before the sword was waved, tiredness was completing the procedure. At the same time that Qiaobao Mountain flew the sword, between Qiaobao Mountain and Yoshiyoshi, a translucent thin spirit spread to receive and envelop the flying sword.

"What... is that?"

"Haunted?"

"Ghost!?

Look at the water spirits like cloth runs out, wild horses bothering.

"Mmm."

Roaring Mount Seven Treasures. Mount Seven Treasures draws his right hand in an attempt to retrieve a sword wrapped around the Spirit, but the power of the Spirit is strong, and the Sword remains stopped in the air.

"Yoshiyoshi, back off. It's in your hands."

Your head commands you, and Yoshiyoshi leaves honestly.

"Huh!

Soon the Qiaobao Mountain, moving forward, waves the demon knife on the left towards the spirit wrapped with a knife in the air. Then the Mizuko Spirit, which Tired summoned with his surgery, disappears, and the sword that was stopping him in the air falls to the ground.

(Is that... erased? No, it's like being sucked into a knife......)

I am amazed that my technique has been broken down lightly.

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"Are you saying that to deal with a magician, you get a lot of money? Superior."

Your head pulls out the sword with a slight laugh.

Around the sword-sharing head, three wild horses rose with blue and white flames.

As the three swords drift loosely, they dwell on the sword of your head. Immediately afterwards, when he waved his sword as far as he could, the three swings flew at high speed over Mount Seven Treasures.

Qiaobao Mountain gently paid the demon knife on his left, letting his grin stick.

Then the spirit that wanted to be flattened than the demon knife was unleashed and spread, and he received and encircled all three of the flights.

"Take my Mizuko..."

"Heh, that's the kind of tease. Isn't that funny?"

Tired was stunned, and your head laughed invincibly when he saw the power of the demon knife.

"Is it a demon knife that sucks the power of paranormal and can be used on its own? But at that point, it's a pretty powerful force, and you can't just suck and save endlessly."

As your head pointed out, Qiaobao Mountain has no answer. He retrieves his sword, returns it to his sheath, and pulls out the knife he put on his back with his right hand.

That was a long, and substandard, bu-thick machete. The cutting edge is not pointy. Right angle. Poking is an unintended shape.

"Oh, that's a Rigorous Knife...... crying at night threesome! You got a user!

A know-it-all prisoner in a wild horse says the name of a knife as he peels his eyes off.

"Su, awesome..."

Seeing the Seven Treasures Mountain, lightly held with one hand, a giant machete that is not a very one-handed substitute, Meal Two joins inside a row of wild horses groans.

Qiaobao Mountain, with a knife on his right hand that wept at night and a demon knife that sucked extraordinary power on his left hand, stuffed his mistake unconsciously toward his head, and ran all at once where the distance narrowed somewhat.

"Mizuko Mizuko."

After being prepared to be sucked by the demon knife on the left hand side of Mount Seven Treasures, tiredness uses the same technique. I summoned a spirit that I wanted to flatten before your head.

From the lower section, the reversal is released due to the Night Cry of the Rigid Knife.

The Mizuko Spirit wraps up the slaughter and tries to stop the momentum, but it doesn't stop. Your head tried to take it with a knife, but your head's sword is broken.

Your head's body was blown wide behind you. Many people witnessed the moment when people danced in the universe. Moreover, he said that he was dressed in armor and weighed considerably, but with the power of the same person, a wave of sword rolled out more than one arm, it is a spectacular sight of a man's body being blown wide across the universe.

The torso of the armor had also been broken, but the power of the slaughter had finally been killed there. But the impact of the knife by the force of his arm burst into the body of his head as it was. He was never slashed, but the blow hurt his ribs considerably.

Head to the ground from the back.

Tired stood and clapped his hands before Mount Seven Treasures, who tried to chase him to his fallen head.

"Bite God."

When tiredness casts a spell, flesh rises greatly from the palms of tiredness, stretches out in arcs, and strikes Mount Seven Treasures. His mouth is open on the tip of the flourishing and stretching meat.

This technique was later improved, and when you hit the target with a piece of meat of the catalyst, the target's meat would flourish, in the form of an open mouth and a bite on the target, but in the early form, you used your own meat.

Seeing as it was not the type of technique that could be sucked with a demon knife, Mt. Qiaobao decided to prevent the flesh from stretching in another way.

"What!?

Tired gives a surprise voice. Qiaobao Mountain was on the contrary biting and preventing the flesh stretched out of its tired palms from biting Qiaobao Mountain.

Shortly after, Qiaobaoshan kicked his tired body as much as he wanted, and at the same time pulled his neck as he wanted, chewing a thousand pieces of flesh stretched out of his tired palms.

"That guy... strong... awesome..."

Meal II watching the Battle of Seven Treasure Mountains grip his fist hard and admire him.

"Lack of answers means I was right."

Your head wakes up and whines and activates the technique.

A bright red jade descends from the head of Mount Seven Treasures.

Seven Treasures Mountain sucks this off with a demon knife on his left. But it was then. Your mind has completed another procedure.

"Bad Cause, Bad Cause, Big Rebellion."

A black glow is emitted towards Mount Seven Treasures.

(Continuous...... not. practically exercised two techniques at the same time)

Quite remarkably, when he avoided his head, Qiaobaoshan turned his eyes to surprise and looked at his head.

"I'll do it."

Neither do you.

We laughed invincibly at each other and honored each other, it was then.

"Seven Treasure Mountains."

A woman appearing as a swordsman, speaking sharply, rushes to the side of Mount Seven Treasures.

"You shouldn't go ahead."

Line up next to Mount Seven Treasures and whisper and scold in your ears.

"Is your Lord the one with the star coal?

Mount Seven Treasures looks and asks about the sword placed on her hips, not the face of a woman.

"My name is Star Charcoal Bell Sound. So, what's this all about?

Standing alongside Mount Seven Treasures, looking at tiredness and your head, Ringtone asks in a harsh voice.

"If you look at the power of the enemy, you can take action."

"Are you alone in a big sight?"

"I just happened to see a target, so I was just trying to get it done. If it's not convenient, we're leaving."

Hearing the answers of Seven Treasure Mountains, the ringtone conceives.

(I wanted to solve this on my own with me, and this guy... Because of this, you won't see the power of the enemy, nor will you leave without a hand here. If you can do it, you can do it.)

That's what the bell sounds like, pull out the knife.

"Hmm, motivated. But... it's a beautiful knife, no doubt rumors..."

Seeing the pitch-black, full-bodied demon knife held by the bell sounds, Qiaobaoshan accidentally drank his saliva.

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