The scattered passers-by on the street evacuated the scene immediately, showing their high ability to resist disasters and emergencies.
From this point of view, the reactions of these passers-by are quite consistent with the background of "Yingzhou Underworld Transformation Three Years".
The bodyguards standing in front of Zhang Guangmu were originally a little panicked.
After all, according to the information Xuanxian Group has received so far, those ancient celebrities who claimed to be [ancestral spirits] and returned from history Changhe should have been dead for a long time, and even their corpses were completely rotten, but the fact is...
They were strengthened by the underworld body shaping, resulting in some kind of qualitative change, and they had no real weaknesses.
Even if the head and heart are hit, they can recover quickly.
Compared with Normal Human, which can only "borrow" and "accommodate" underworld energy at present, these [ancestral spirits] are many levels better!
Based on this, and considering that the man opposite with the double sword was named "Miyamoto Musashi", the fear and uneasiness of the bodyguards became understandable.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
After all, Miyamoto Musashi is a very famous swordsman throughout the history of Yingzhou!
Even so, when Zhang Guangmu gave the order, the bodyguards still reacted instinctively.
They held explosion-proof shields in one hand, quickly pulled out the pistols they carried, and pointed the black muzzles at Miyamoto Musashi, the great swordsman who had been dead for hundreds of years. They turned on the safety and suddenly pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
Miyamoto Musashi was surrounded by a dark ghostly aura, and the two knives in his hands danced in rapid circles, almost unable to be splashed with water.
The blade collided with the bullet, emitting layers of sparks and the smell of hot rust.
bite! bite! bite! ...
Bullets were chopped to the ground one after another. The bodyguards were stunned and almost forgot to continue to pull the trigger for a while.
As early as three years ago, they witnessed with their own eyes Zhang Guangmu, facing a hail of bullets, dodged bullets with his unparalleled eyesight and lightning-fast pace.
Because of this, they would follow the old path of Luo Zhuan, worship Zhang Guangmu fanatically, become his most loyal fans, and win the position of "Guard Battalion" at all costs.
Three years later, Miyamoto Musashi, who transformed into [Ancestral Spirit], chopped off bullets with two swords, once again shaking their three views.
We have long known that [Ancestral Spirit] is many times stronger than [Nether Energy Container]. We can only rely on fire suppression to repel it, but we cannot completely kill it.
But now, looking at the bullets all over the ground, they truly understand how unreasonable things like [ancestral spirits] are!
This group of bodyguards looked at Miyamoto Musashi. In addition to fear, there was also a hint of longing and yearning - they also wanted to become such a powerful [ancestral spirit]!
"Compared with today's fire cannons from more than four hundred years ago, both firing speed and power are much stronger."
Miyamoto Musashi lowered his head, looking at the pits on the two swords, and couldn't help but frown. "However, after I became an [ancestral spirit], compared with when I was alive, I have become more than ten times stronger!"
"These toys can't even hurt a hair on my head!"
"It's just a ridiculous projectile made of condensed gunpowder. How can it be compared with [Ancestor Spirit Body], which is tempered by the underworld energy?"
As he spoke, dark air flowed down his arms and landed on the two swords.
So...
The two swords that had become tattered due to the bullets were quickly restored to their original state, becoming intact and shiny.
"Miyamoto Musashi came today just to take the head of [God Seat Unrivaled] Zhang Guangmu, so as to become famous and announce my return!"
This is indeed the only goal of Miyamoto Musashi.
He didn't say it clearly, but one thing was very clear to both Miyamoto Musashi himself and the person standing behind him.
[Ancestral Spirit] not only needs dark energy, but also needs fame!
"Ming" and "name" are the most intuitive factors that determine the strength of an [ancestral spirit]!
However, facing the powerful ancestral spirit Miyamoto Musashi, Zhang Guangmu just raised the corners of his lips, showing contempt. "That's it?"
"I've seen too many people like you who swollen their faces and pretended to be fat."
"If you really want to be as powerful as you say, then don't step back!"
"Keep shooting, don't be stingy with bullets!"
In the round of bullets just now, Miyamoto Musashi did take the lead and stole the show of sainthood that he had long thought about, and indeed stole the show, but...
Others didn't notice, but Zhang Guangmu saw it clearly - after the previous round of confrontation, Miyamoto Musashi not only failed to close the distance, but kept retreating.
Hearing this, the wall of bodyguards, who had been vaguely shaken, stabilized again.
They noticed that the distance between Miyamoto Musashi and this side was now about 25 meters!
This shows that their firepower strikes are effective!
Miyamoto Musashi noticed the change in the momentum of this group of people, and couldn't help but squint his eyes. The black smoke around him became thicker and more concentrated. "[Ancestral Spirits] are far stronger than humans, you..."
Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
Gunshots rang out!
The Xuanxian Group bodyguards who do not respect martial ethics will no longer give Miyamoto Musashi the time to do anything.
They all know that among the four Daimyo, Senior Retainer's favorite is "Water Margin" since childhood.
The scene where the general is announced before the battle and the name of the one coming up is a routine from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!
[Xuanxian Group] Never fight alone!
This group is no longer conserving ammo.
For a moment, the gunshots were like muffled thunder and the bullets were like a heavy rain.
Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth, concentrated hard, and tried his best to kill the bullets fired by the bodyguards, feeling extremely unhappy.
Zhang Guangmu's look of slacking off and not taking himself seriously is simply the greatest insult to a martial artist!
But having said that, the other party's Xuanxian Group is really generous!
Even these bodyguards, each one is a [Second Qi] level master!
If they were ordinary people, even [First Qi]-level Nether Energy Container, their reaction speed and eyesight would not be enough to compete with him. Even if they were holding thermal weapons, they would still be able to find a flaw and kill them directly!
What a pity...
There are no ifs in the world.
Xuanxian Group is a boss with great wealth and talent. Zhang Guangmu is a boss who will not be stingy with his subordinates.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Quickly knocking down three oncoming brass bullets, Miyamoto Musashi looked fierce.
The self who transformed into [Ancestral Spirit] is not an existence that these mortals can fathom!
Even a peak powerhouse of [Five Qi] like Zhang Guangmu would be easily crushed by any ancestral spirit!
Miyamoto Musashi knew very well that he was sixty-two years old when he died.
Now he is summoned in the form of [ancestral spirit]. Judging from his appearance, he looks about thirty years old and in the prime of life, but...
His eyes occasionally sparkled, showing vicissitudes of life and composure that didn't match his appearance.
Give up the habit of fighting as a living person, and as long as you learn to trade insignificant "injuries" for results, you will be able to achieve a decisive victory in a life-and-death fight!
"Musashi Hidden Meaning·Niten Ichi-ryū! Rebellion!"
Miyamoto Musashi Holds the tachi tightly in his right hand, and holds the small dachi in his left hand. The two swords strike in front of him, cutting off bullets one after another, and he rushes forward.
The so-called [Gun Counter Secret Art] is actually imitating Sasaki Kojiro's ultimate move [Swallow Return].
However, Sasaki Kojiro is a dead man, firstly because he is not famous enough, and secondly because his blood lineage has been cut off and he has not been able to turn into an ancestral spirit.
Therefore, the final right of interpretation lies with Miyamoto Musashi.
If he changed his name, this secret would belong to him!
After all, after transforming into Heroic Spirit, he is incredibly strong, and the World is simply invincible!
The real name of [Wushuang] should not belong to a non-Yingzhou person, but should belong to him Miyamoto Musashi!
Bang!
A bullet that had never been intercepted fell on Miyamoto Musashi, knocking off a small piece of his body.
But no blood flowed out.
From the wound, only black smoke spread.
Miyamoto Musashi's figure froze for a moment, and then continued to charge forward!
Twenty meters...
Fifteen meters...
Ten meters...
Closer, closer!
The bodyguards also began to panic.
"Zhang Guangmu! I will take your head!"
As soon as Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, his eyes met Zhang Guangmu's.
From Zhang Guangmu's eyes, he read the emotion called "joking".
In a daze, Miyamoto Musashi noticed from the corner of his eye that many bright red light spots suddenly covered his body.
Hey hey hey...
My friend, see you tonight!