Chapter 113 Lower Moon Three

Before Roja could get closer, a cold voice came from the other side.

"Now that you're here, come in. Standing outside is not my way of hospitality."

That was a man's voice. The other party could detect his own aura. Roja was not surprised. After all, he did not hide his aura. He could actually find him with a little awareness. Roja threw the female ghost's head aside. , said to her: "I will come to you after I finish solving the problem."

After saying that, he walked inside.

The female ghost was overjoyed when she saw the other person walking towards her. She knew who was inside. After all, they were saying hello on the same hilltop. How could she not know the ghost on the other side?

This person is the third of the lower strings in the Twelve Ghost Moons. Although the upper strings and the lower strings cannot be compared, being able to be ranked in the lower strings shows that the opponent's strength is not bad. At least it is more than enough to do evil in this not-so-small mountain. .

When Roja came in, he saw a ghost sitting cross-legged on the ground. There were corpses scattered around, most of them had broken limbs, and basically there were only a few alive.

This is a dog with short black hair. There are three obvious scars on its face. The iris of the diseased left eye has "Xia Shen" engraved on it. It is an oni with pointed ears and two golden earrings on each ear.

He slowly sat up from the ground, with the corners of his mouth cleft to the base of his ears, showing his sharp teeth, and smiled at Luo Ya: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Bing Ye, and I am Xia Xian San."

Bingye spoke like this, naturally he wanted to see the panic look on the human opposite him.

To his surprise, the other party still looked at him expressionlessly.

Roja said: "Then what?"

Bing Ye was stunned for a moment, as if he had noticed something, and smiled and said: "Little devil, you are indeed worthy of praise for being able to kill the ghost on the mountainside, but ghosts cannot be compared with each other. You may not You know the power of Xixian, even if my limbs are cut off, even if my heart is pierced, I will still be immortal."

Roya looked at the other person, and those bright eyes looked directly at him. At the same time, Roja exuded an extremely terrifying aura. Those eyes made Bing Ye feel a little uncomfortable. That aura made him feel even more afraid. Bing Ye noticed the change in his mentality and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Then Bing Ye roared: "Hey, kid, what are you looking at?"

Roja curled his lips, held the handle of the sword with the fingers of his right hand, and said to the other party: "How many moves do you think you can withstand from me? Two moves? Or one move?"

Bing Ye's original teasing thoughts faded away, and Bing Ye's pale face showed a scary smile. He seemed to have heard some good joke, his pupils with engraved bottom strings blinked, and he said greedily: "Kid, I don’t know what confidence you have, but you don’t have that annoying aura on your body. You can’t breathe, right? And the sword in your hand is not a Nichirin sword, right? With you like this, you think you can kill me? Kill me?"

Breathing is the basis for human beings to fight against ghosts in this world. If a person does not know how to breathe and does not have the Sun Blade, even if he is extremely talented, he will not be able to effectively kill the ghosts.

This is also the reason why Sick Yehui is so confused, but he is not only saying this to Roja, but also saying it to himself, comforting himself in his heart that the other party is not an invincible existence, and that feeling is just It's just an illusion, yes, all of this is just an illusion.

Luo Ya smiled, and Bingye felt baffled. He just felt that the man in front of him was a lunatic. He dared to challenge him as the third person on his own even though he had nothing.

But the next moment, a strong sense of crisis came, and Bing Ye's pupils suddenly shrank. The strong sense of crisis told him that the other party had taken action, but Bing Ye could not react at all. Not only his body, but also his mind At this moment, I fell into confusion.

A light flashed across his neck, and then his eyes turned upside down, and the ugly head fell straight to the ground.

"Eh?" Bing Ye was stunned.

This was the first sentence uttered by the sick leaf. The headless corpse standing on the spot stretched out two hands and touched the neck, but found nothing.

The head that fell on the ground stared blankly at Roja's hand. The sword hanging in his waist had been unsheathed at some point. The moment it was unsheathed, his head had been cut off at such a speed. It was so fast that he didn't even feel the pain before his skills were different.

Even taking off Ying Ye's head in an instant was not enough to scare him, but what was truly terrifying was the murderous intention that loomed on his back, the feeling that the other party could take off his head at any time if he wanted to.

But even so, even if the other party can cut off his head, as long as he is not exposed to the sun, and the other party does not have a sun blade, the damage he suffered can still be recovered. As long as he is given a period of time, he can still recover.

Sick Ye thought so, and Luo Ya was just like what he thought. In an instant, the body standing on the spot fell down. In an instant, Sick Ye felt that the limbs of his torso were decomposed in an instant, and his arms, legs and feet were separated.

Blood oozed out, and a large amount of blood spilled out from all parts of the body.

Now, the diseased leaf could no longer calm down at all.

"No, it's impossible. How can you be so fast?"

Sick Ye's eyes widened, but in response, Luo Ya grabbed his head with his left hand, held it in his hand, and walked away expressionlessly.

The body of the sick leaf, which had fallen to the ground, squirmed, and in the blink of an eye, it stretched out its arms again and pounced fiercely on Luo Ya again.

Luo Ya kicked the opponent's body fiercely, and the half-crippled body of the sick leaf flew away as if it was hit by a truck.

He crashed into the wall, the bricks and tiles shattered, and the wall collapsed.

The sick leaf quickly recalled the countermeasures in his mind. The opponent was very strong, had a strong physique, and his knife was incredibly fast. Although he could not beat him, he should have no problem escaping.

However, Luo Ya did not give the opponent time to think about the countermeasures. Luo Ya lifted the opponent's head and exerted a little force. A huge force came, and a piercing pain spread from the nerves. Luo Ya said lightly: "It seems that you ghosts still have something. Even so, you will not die."

Luo Ya held the handle of the knife again, and the piercing murderous intent came again. Although his head had been cut off, he still felt like there was a sword on his neck.

For a moment, fear turned into a tide and swept through his body. Bingye was a ghost who cherished his life very much. He would run away and hide when he met a powerful demon slayer. But he didn't expect that he would encounter such a pervert when he was hiding in the mountains to hunt.

[Light Tachi]

The secret of the Sword God Style. It is said that if you can practice it to the pinnacle, the sword tip will reach the speed of light.

It is still questionable whether the Sword God Style, which only pursues the ultimate speed and ultimate lethality, can reach the speed of light, but the speed of swinging the sword is very fast.

Even Roya, who is in his complete form, can't swing the Light Tachi, let alone him now. Roya can only use a half-remaining Light Tachi. After all, his strength has not allowed him to reach this level.

His sword may not even be the speed of sound, but even so, this half-remaining Light Tachi is enough to solve most problems.

Holding the opponent's head, Roya yawned and walked out of the door, lifting the woman's head.

One on the left and one on the right, well, a pair.

Bing Ye murmured in disbelief: "No, no, no, I will never accept this fact, it's impossible, your sword can't be that fast, such a fast sword should not exist in this world"

Luo Ya glanced at the other party, put the head of the female ghost on the ground, took out a red rope from the bag, and stuffed it into the sick leaf who was chattering non-stop.

Bing Ye was stunned, and then furious. He was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. His consciousness wanted to control his body, but Luo Ya's words dispelled the idea. Luo Ya said lightly: "If you move again, I will string you into a candied haws."

Bing Ye fell into silence.

Then he was angry and embarrassed, and he suddenly realized that he was a ghost, and the other party was just an ordinary human. Although the other party didn't know what was going on, he had such a powerful power, but as long as he could continue to resurrect, the other party would never be able to kill him.

So, Luo Ya took the sword and pierced his head fiercely.

The front half of the sword was completely embedded in the opponent's skull, lifting the opponent up. Luo Ya continued to walk forward, saying, "You guy, you seem to be very disobedient."

The female ghost next to him trembled. Although the ghost's perception of pain was greatly weakened, it was no joke to be stabbed by such a long and thick sword.

Luo Ya watched the two people calm down, nodded with satisfaction, looked at the sky, and said with some regret: "Is it not dawn yet? Really."

Looking back, he found a crooked tree, hung the two heads, put the package aside, took out the cherry cake inside, sat on the ground in a very unpresentable manner, and started to eat.

Bing Ye struggled, his face showed panic but fierce look, and his consciousness controlled his body to try to get closer to Luo Ya's position.

Although the body of the lower string can reach the point of regeneration of broken limbs, the damage will also have an impact, and once the head is cut off, it cannot be restored, and it can only be reattached by itself.

The blood oozing from his face certainly made Bing Ye feel painful, but the pain stimulated his not-so-smart brain after a long time. He suddenly remembered that the other party didn't have a knife at this time. As long as he rushed over fearlessly at this time, he could get rid of him.

Okay, do it now, and you will die if you try!