Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 269: 268 shadow method

Chapter 269 268. Shadow Method

There is no time for idle chatter or for expressing emotions.

Even farewells must be concise and efficient on the battlefield of deathmatch.

Old Robert planted the giant sword that was already unstable on the ground, and then rushed towards Master Xianfeng and the three undead insects without looking back.

For Robert!!

This middle-aged man who came here from Europe across the ocean shouted his son's name loudly, which was also his own name.

The undead insect's ferocious teeth and appendages produced dazzling sparks on the front of his armor.

But he ignored it and rushed directly into the 'pedestal' where the insects were attached, the Immortal Peak Master.

Thick arms tightly hugged the Buddha, who had only a handful of bones left, and the sound of fractures was heard endlessly.

The undead also "embraced" the enemy that came to their doorstep.

The centipedes countless appendages tightly wrapped and entangled old Robert.

The sound of chitin rubbing against steel is chilling.

Under the steel armor, thick blood was dripping.

The centipedes have already inserted their appendages into the weak points of the armor and are beginning to touch the flesh inside the armor.

Old Robert was clearly and slowly feeling the touch of being slowly tightened and torn apart.

This feeling of terror reminded him of the bugs he caught and tore off its legs and feet one by one when he was a child.

Its just that the person who is being slowly torn apart now is himself.

But Old Robert still did not let go, he still tightly imprisoned Master Xianfeng in place.

The undead insect, which was like a spring that provided jumping power, was now wrapped around him and unable to move.

The withered flesh of the Immortal Peak Master was squeezed into a ball by the "hug", and the short knife inserted above his head was still scratching his skull and mandible.

His face, already as withered as a skeleton, showed no expression. He just lowered his head and recited silently.

Im sorry, Im sorry. Please be merciful to me, Buddha, and save those who are suffering.

Human bodies hugging and centipede bodies entangled, like a drawing from the eighteenth level of hell.

Lan En had no unnecessary expression, nor did he look at this scene much.

He just gritted his teeth calmly and pulled out Old Robert's giant sword.

The huge sword body was dim and dirty, and it looked like it was a durable weapon that had been on the battlefield.

Lan Ens leather glove tightened on the hilt of the sword, making a "crunching" sound as the leather was compressed and rubbed.

Thats a good weight, isnt it, Mentos?

The width of one and a half palms, the length of one and eight meters, the steel giant sword weighs dozens of kilograms. This is not a weapon that ordinary people can use.

It is not even a weapon that ordinary people can pick up. But for monster hunting

.Yes, it fits, sir.

Mentos knows Lann.

It knows that its main body doesn't care whether the giant sword fits or not, but it still agrees.

The giant sword was held in the demon hunter's hand, making a whimpering sound.

This wind sound is completely different from the sharp sound breaking through the air when holding the sword and the lake girl's sword. There is a sense of oppression that makes people want to cover their chests to calm their heartbeats.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis had just passed by Ashina Isshin.

The gold and steel dragon knife made a cut on her waist. There was no blood flowing from the phantom body, but a handful of liquid that was like a viscous splash was brought out.

Ashina Isshin's physical strength was on the verge of reaching its limit, and he couldn't even completely dodge the opponent's naginata blade this time.

A large piece of the raincoat on his shoulders was cut off, just a few centimeters, and the entire arm had to be removed.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis laughed sinisterly under their prajna masks.

But she was not prepared to continue fighting with Ashina Isshin.

Her purpose has always been clear and specific

Joined with Master Xianfeng, these enemies who have long been exhausted will naturally be easily dealt with.

She is not a samurai, not even a warrior. She is just a guard with a sword to protect the dragon.

There is no excessive psychological baggage, nor does he care about the persistence and glory on the blade.

We have received the gift of the divine dragon insect and have gone through many vicissitudes of life.

Immortality is a long journey to enlightenment.

I heard that Shenlong came to this place from his hometown in the West. From this, we have understood the reason for being granted immortality. The dragon must be stored in the cradle and sent back to its hometown.

For this reason, we must not let the cradle make any mistakes at this time!

Eight hundred bhikkhunis floated up suddenly and lightly as if they were tied with steel wires on their backs.

The gloomy laughter resounded throughout the Buddhist hall.

But immediately afterwards

Give it to me, get out of here!

The huge sword blade smashed down from mid-air with a horrifying and suppressed sound of breaking through the air!

Lans mouth opened to breathe and breathed out hot breath.

The air in front of his mouth and nose was even slightly distorted by the temperature.

The two hearts are running at an unprecedented speed, and the technique of controlling heart activity through breathing methods, learned through the ninja move book, has taken effect.

The blood flowing out from the two hearts greatly increases the oxygen carrying capacity, and the blood pumped by the [second heart] is additionally high in temperature for unknown reasons.

Lan En also poured into his mouth the [Combat Potion Combination] that he composed himself.

Thunder, Blizzard, Maribo Forest.

Increase physical strength, nerve response, and vitality recovery speed respectively.

The toxins from the potion invaded the blood vessels of the face and accumulated in the eye sockets, turning into a deep black color.

The 800 bhikshuni who could have slashed Lan En away with one strike, but now after taking Lan En's giant sword, even his sinister laughter was choked back.

"when!!"

Huge noise and sparks.

The weight, length, and shape of the weapon are enough to support Lan En's power to suppress it!

Old Robert's sword not only directly pressed down the eight hundred bhikshuni's naginata this time, it even pressed all the way to her chest!

The tip of the giant sword cut into the opponent's shoulder due to the angle.

The broad and thick sword blade squeezed into the phantom-like flesh and blood. The damage caused by this sword far exceeded the total damage suffered by the previous eight hundred bhikshuni!

She was no longer even able to land smoothly. She was originally moving like flying leaves, but now she staggered involuntarily when she landed.

Oh haha! Beautiful [one-word slash]!

Even though he was out of breath and sweating, Isshin Ashina still laughed generously and praised him.

Ashi Mingrenis an unfettered technique. It is good to use katana and tachi, but when facing an opponent with a large size and large weapons, he can directly use a giant sword to match his martial arts. Lan En's talent and adaptability made him very happy.

But Lan En himself did not have so many psychological fluctuations.

He just stared at the countdown timer set by Mentos in the corner of his field of vision.

Two minutes.

The two minutes that old Robert bought with his life.

Thirty seconds have passed now.

The pair of cat eyes stared at the Prajna Face after landing, like a very hungry bear.

The great feel of the giant sword, as well as his current state, even made Lan En want to join Ashina Isshin and simply kill this phantom first.

Ashina Isshin naturally had the same idea. He immediately took advantage of the moment when the eight hundred bhikshuni fell to the ground and put the long sword into its sheath.

Suddenly approach the opponent from the low position of Iai Slash.

This is the starting position of [Ashina Cross Slash].

With Wei Mings Isshin accomplishments, its not difficult to behead the opponent with a single blow while hes on an unstable footing!

But then, under Lan Ens unsuspecting gaze, the eerie and sharp laughter sounded again.

Several clones with the same body shape as the eight hundred bhiksunis, but with ink-colored bodies, appeared like mirror images pulled out of the water.

Spells of unknown effect.

The witcher grasped the hilt of the giant sword and kept glancing around.

This is why he never thought of killing eight hundred bhikkhunis quickly

As the highest-ranking host, it is impossible for her not to have strange back-up plans.

After all, even Master Xianfeng, who seems to have repented, has undead insects on his body that are not ordinary.

As the Lord of Mount Vajra, it is normal to know some magic.

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