This was a serious blow.
The two evil spirits were so stunned by the blows from their own mace that they staggered and almost fell down. otbnkotgt "It's time to die.
This bitch is so good at what she does," the fat man shouted in surprise, but he felt the unkind eyes of Yuan Feng next to him and smiled awkwardly.
"Can't lesbians use their methods?"
Yuan Feng raised her eyebrows and asked.
The fat man hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "What, that's a wrong choice of words, haha."
The female shikigami killed two evil spirits instantly.
His body moved back and forth like a light butterfly, his eyes fell on the bald onmyoji opposite him, and he walked towards us with a contemptuous smile on his face.
He reached out and grabbed my plate of sake.
He actually took a sip of the wine in the plate, then smiled charmingly at me and walked back to the old man wearing glasses.
"Brother Shan, that woman seems to be interested in you."
Luo Qiong said with a naive smile on his face.
Daoman Sanyun looked very unhappy when he saw that he lost so easily in the first round.
The bald man retreated awkwardly, lowering his head and not daring to speak.
Abe Shikaki smiled even brighter and waved again, and another onmyoji came out from behind.
This man looks about fifty years old.
But even though he was a bit older, he looked very burly, with extremely well-developed muscles.
After taking off the upper body of the gi, his muscles were exposed, as well as the tattoos on his entire back and shoulders.
Japanese tattoos are very particular.
Usually those who get tattoos are gangsters, but there are also examples of ronin or samurai tattoos.
"My dear, this body of muscles and tattoos is so fierce."
Luo Qiong exclaimed, but saw the man take out a piece of talisman and put it in his hand, then put his palms together, and only heard a "bang" sound, and the smoke dispersed , there was a "ziz" sound on the ground, and strange sparks appeared.
In the smoke, the old man walked out holding a big knife.
The back of this knife is very wide.
It was visually estimated to be more than two meters long, and it looked like an enlarged kitchen knife.
The fat man is also a person who knows things, so he said: "Zhan Ma Dao" The horse-cutting sword first appeared in cavalry confrontations.
The high mobility of the cavalry and the terrifying impact of the charge once became a nightmare on the battlefield.
In order to deal with the fierce cavalry, weapons including the cleaver and the horse sling were invented.
Because instead of attacking the cavalry on horseback with weapons in their hands, it is better to attack the unprepared horse.
Once the flattery is gone, the threat of the cavalry will be reduced by half.
There are two ways to use the Zhanma Dao.
One is to chop off the horse's head.
But those who can successfully use this sword to chop off the horse's head are all powerful warriors.
Ordinary warriors use the Zhanma Dao to chop the horse's feet with one knife.
If the horse breaks his leg, it will naturally fall over.
I have never seen this kind of weapon perform in actual combat.
It looked like a big guy weighing dozens of kilograms was being carried by this big man with his bare upper body carrying the arrow.
It seems as if it has no weight.
Look at Daoman's side who has been losing for a while.
Although he doesn't understand the rules of Japanese fighting, he is always passive if he loses a round first.
Daoman Sanyun looked back and saw a man walking out from the crowd of Onmyojis.
The black Taoist uniform looked a bit slovenly.
There were many patches and holes on the sleeves and trouser legs.
The man looked about forty years old and had an unkempt beard.
His hair was tied up and left in a bunch, giving me a loose feeling.
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There was a samurai sword stuck in his waist.
Among so many people present, he was the only one who was barefoot.
The feeling of being drunk.
Like a wandering samurai, this was the first feeling he gave me.
Daoman Sanyun signaled this person to take action, and he nodded.
Staggeringly, he raised the wine plate and took a drink before walking to the open space.
Opposite him, the naked upper-body old man suddenly raised his saber and slashed hard at the ground.
The huge blade struck the ground with a loud sound.
The onmyoji who looked like a wandering warrior wiped his mouth, took out the entire katana from his waist and held it in his hand.
Then he took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms and stuck it on the katana.
My feeling about the ordinary samurai sword immediately changed.
This feeling is a bit like the feeling after the Tushan sword has released the evil spirit.
The talisman paper seems to have opened up some different characteristics of the katana.
The big man with the sword in his hand rushed forward quickly, took one step forward, and his amazing aura filled his whole body, as if his already well-developed muscles swelled, and he slashed the man's head with a knife.
A strong light flashed on the sword.
The wandering warrior sneered, leaned forward half a step, lowered his upper body slightly, held the blade of the sword with one hand, and pressed the hilt with the other.
The moment the sword fell down, I quickly drew it out, and the light of the sword flashed across my eyes like a ray of light.
The next second, the two people's movements were frozen in place.
"Hey, who won?"
the fat man asked in surprise.
Blood spurted out, and red blood spurted out from the chest of the old man holding the sword, and he staggered down.
The sword in his hand fell to the ground.
He seemed to have passed out.
I don't know whether he was dead or not.
The onmyoji who looked like a wandering warrior swung the blade, inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, then took off the talisman attached to the sword, and walked back to the back of the crowd without saying a word to continue drinking.
This time it was Mitsuru Miyun's turn to smile, and the Abe family hurriedly carried the injured Onmyoji down, winning one and losing the other, making it a draw.
I guessed that the fight between the minions was about to end, and sure enough, Abe Shikaki stepped out from the crowd and pointed at Migumo Mikumo from afar, seemingly intending to challenge Mikumo Mikumo.
Daoman Sanyun came forward holding a paper fan in his hand.
Looking at Abe Shikaki nodded, the two parties talked a lot, but I couldn't understand it anyway.
I was still anxious about when these two people would take action.
At this moment, Daoman Sanyun stretched out his hand and threw out three talisman papers at once.
What emerged from the talisman paper were three little goblin-looking shikigami.
These three little goblins looked quite strange, and all three were about the size of a palm.
But there are wings on its back, and these wings are quite strange, looking like broken rags.
At the same time, these three little goblins also look very strange.
One has blind eyes, another has a very long tongue, and the last one has two big red horns on his head.
"Is this a goblin?"
the fat man asked strangely.
Yuan Feng shook his head and then nodded, which made the fat man even more curious and couldn't help but ask: "Why do you shake your head and then nod?"
"These three were supposed to be ferocious goblins similar to a mane in life, and their bodies were corroded after death.
So they shouldn't be considered complete goblins, but goblins generally don't die."
It can be seen that Daoman Sanyun is an old-timer after all, and he still has a lot of cards.
Looking at Abe Shikaki again, he didn't seem to have any intention of summoning the shikigami, and he still had a smile on his face with his empty hands.
Doman Miyun made a spell on his hand, and after chanting the spell, the three little fairies flew towards Abe Shikaki.
As soon as they approached Abe Shikaki, they launched a fierce attack.
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The attack method was nothing special at first, just scratching and scratching like wild beasts.
However, after discovering that this method could not hurt Abe Shikaki, the three little goblins immediately changed their tactics.
The three held hands.
Strange spells appeared on his body.
The light of the spell became brighter and brighter, and a strange magic circle was projected on Abe Shikaki's head, surrounding Abe Shikaki in the middle.
"I know how to use the magic circle."
I was slightly surprised.
It was as surprising as seeing a tiger know how to shoot.
Abe Shikaki did not dodge this time.
He took out a talisman from his pocket and put it to his mouth.
As if he said something to the talisman, the talisman immediately floated up into the air.
Then it hit the magic circle, and there was a strong electric light flashing.
In just an instant, the electric light disappeared, the magic talisman disappeared and at the same time the magic circle also broke.
Abe Shikaki reached out and grabbed one of the little goblins.
Just as he was about to pull the little goblin down, strange powder surged from the little goblin's body.
The powder was blown by the wind and hit Abe Shikaki's face.
Abe's face turned dark immediately.
He let go of his hand and took a step back.
Then he opened his mouth and coughed up several mouthfuls of black pus and blood.
"Haha" Daoman Sanyun immediately laughed heartily when he saw that the spell was working.
"The winner has been decided?"
Yuan Feng asked strangely.
But I shook my head and said: "It's not that simple.
The winner is not determined so quickly in the competition."
Sure enough, I heard Abe Shikaki's laughter as soon as I finished speaking.
He wiped the blood froth from the corner of his mouth and stood up straight
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