Zhang Guangmu's Tang Saber has a jet-black spine, and the blade is imprinted with auspicious cloud satin patterns. The whole body is crimson in color. It is obviously a rare sword with excellent quality.
He pulled the scabbard made of silver shark skin from his waist and threw it away.
Miyamoto Musashi saw this scene and immediately laughed wildly, "The sword and the sheath are a whole, but you threw away the sheath, which shows that you are far from reaching the highest level!"
"Zhang Guangmu, you have lost this duel!"
After the words fell, there was only a "swish" sound, and Miyamoto Musashi's entire body seemed to have turned into a top, tearing through the strong wind with his double knives, suddenly crossing the distance between the two people, and came to Zhang Guangmu.
Speed is power!
Miyamoto Musashi, which uses its own rotation to give its two swords powerful kinetic energy, is confident that even if the Zhang Guangmu in front of her is made of steel, it can easily cut it into pieces!
However, his two swords suddenly hovered less than a centimeter in front of Zhang Guangmu's nose.
The air wave from the blade lifted the broken hair on Zhang Guangmu's forehead, and even left a white slash mark on the frame of his glasses.
But Miyamoto Musashi can't go any further.
Because...
The tall Zhang Guangmu overlooks the nearby Miyamoto Musashi.
He held a knife in his right hand, but in his left hand was a mobile phone that was emitting fluorescent light.
A video is playing on the phone screen.
Miyamoto Musashi clearly saw that a young man wearing casual clothes and sneakers with several black balloons hanging around his waist was being pointed at a gun by a group of heavily armed Xuanxian Group members.
The young man with a look of horror on his face is named Miyamoto Kojiro. He is his descendant and his summoner.
"Despicable!"
Miyamoto Musashi blurted out angrily.
Zhang Guangmu doesn't take this nonsense to heart at all.
In this world, he is a supreme person, converted to Martial Arts World, that is a typical Demonic Dao person.
No moral principles in the world can restrain or fetter him.
Besides...
Miyamoto Musashi just had a sneak attack from behind, how could such a big resentment come from?
Such double standards will not bring any good, it will only make you angry.
Zhang Guangmu feels that in terms of [double standard] alone, he is already much better than the great swordsman in front of him.
"The reaction speed is good, but it's a pity it's useless."
Zhang Guangmu grinned evilly, raised his hand and slashed directly at Miyamoto Musashi's face, cutting the opponent's face into two pieces.
Almost at the same time, he retreated and shouted, "Do it!"
Facts have proved that ordinary slashing attacks are useless against the ancestral spirits.
While the ghost energy was lingering, Miyamoto Musashi's head was chopped into two halves, and the wound healed almost on the spot the moment it appeared.
However, Zhang Guangmu had already anticipated this situation.
The knife that hit the opponent's face was just a test.
Zhang Guangmu's real killer move is the word "do it" he shouted just now.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
Gunshots rang out, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.
The ancestral spirit summoner Miyamoto Kojiro, who was hiding in an abandoned building a hundred meters away, was beaten into a piece of rotten flesh and died on the spot.
Reports from the executioners came on the phone. "The target has been cleared!"
Zhang Guangmu smiled and threw the phone into the hands of Luo Zhuan next to him.
Miyamoto Musashi also had a stinking face, and his expression was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
Although Miyamoto Kojiro, who was shot and killed randomly, was indeed his blood descendant, the two did not have a deep relationship.
The reason why he felt so uncomfortable was simply because he died as a summoner.
Without the summoner, no ancestral spirit can obtain supplies.
This is equivalent to a tree without roots and water without a source. Even if it has infinite underworld energy, it cannot be absorbed and used.
Even if the people of Xuanxian Group stop attacking Miyamoto Musashi, he will naturally decline in the following days and gradually come to an end in despair!
At this time, Zhang Guangmu's pleasant but annoying voice sounded in Miyamoto Musashi's ears.
"The Summoner and the Ancestral Spirit are a whole, but you failed to protect the Summoner. This shows that as an Ancestral Spirit, you are still far behind."
This move...
This move Zhang Guangmu would like to call it "Stellar Shift", emphasizing the principle of giving back to others in return.
How could Miyamoto Musashi not know that Zhang Guangmu was maliciously plagiarizing his classic lines?
He just replaced "knife" and "scabbard" with "ancestral spirit" and "summoner"!
Miyamoto Musashi raised his head and stared at Zhang Guangmu with hatred.
Even counting his previous lives, he has never seen such a shameless person!
Because of this, Miyamoto Musashi was speechless for a moment.
He is not a quick-witted person to begin with. He plots against other opponents mostly because he is cunning, patient and willing to spend a long time and energy on planning.
Faced with Zhang Guangmu's disgusting words, Miyamoto Musashi looked gloomy and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
He just silently closed his swords in front of him.
Sizzle...
As the dark energy circulated, the two swords merged and turned into a long blade four feet and two inches long.
Martial Arts World, many swordsmen's long swords are said to be "three feet green peak". By comparison, you will know how long the new weapon is after the merger of Miyamoto Musashi's two swords.
This length is converted to one meter and four meters. Compared with normal weapons, its center of gravity is difficult to control, but...
An inch longer and an inch stronger, this kind of knife is very advantageous in melee combat.
Moreover, Miyamoto Musashi had specially practiced such weapons during his lifetime and had sufficient experience in using them.
He has made up his mind to wait until he kills Zhang Guangmu and then immediately go out to find other descendants of his bloodline, hoping to form a contract with a new summoner and continue to survive.
"Now, my strength has surpassed the peak when I was alive, and far beyond it!"
Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth and hypnotized himself. "Now I can easily kill more than ten of my previous selves."
"If you don't become an ancestral spirit, you will never know how powerful the ancestral spirit is."
"Zhang Guangmu, see clearly, this is the ultimate secret of the double sword style that I used in the battle with Sasaki Kojiro!"
"Five rounds..."
Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
The blazing red light spots and the violent and wanton gunfire sealed all of Miyamoto Musashi's lines into his throat.
Although he has transformed into an ancestral spirit and his strength has increased more than ten times compared to what he was during his lifetime, but...
Guns and guns are also different.
The homemade gun only has a discharge speed of 200 meters per second.
The pistols equipped by the bodyguards only have a discharge speed of 300 meters per second.
The bullet exit speed of the sniper rifle has exceeded 1000 meters/second!
Miyamoto Musashi just had the idea of drawing out his knife to chop at the bullets, but before he could do it, the bullets shattered his entire right arm.
Then the left arm, right leg, left leg, waist and abdomen...
As the gunpowder smoke dissipated, the cement pavement also shattered, revealing dense potholes.
Miyamoto Musashi, the ancestral spirit, failed to escape the sniper's attack range.
Faced with the saturation blow of thermal weapons, he was finally left with only half of his body that could not be restored to its original state.
In addition, his long knife was completely shattered and turned into pieces of iron.
Benefiting from [Ancestor Spirit Body], although Miyamoto Musashi is not really dead, he has completely lost his combat ability. Looking at the current situation, it seems that he cannot recover.
Luo Zhuan was the first one to rush over and hold him down. The bodyguards followed closely behind and swarmed in. Miyamoto Musashi was tied up, tied into a silkworm chrysalis, and then stuffed into Mental Hospital's regular straitjacket.
Miyamoto Musashi's face was full of unwillingness, but he was helpless.
He could only let out a sigh, with a look of self-pity, and muttered words such as "bad luck, bad fate, and despicable enemies."
Zhang Guangmu is too lazy to pay attention to this sad loser.
I am not [Ancestor Spirit Body], but I also have the template of a villain. If we really fight against each other, there is a high probability of overturning.
Why don't you use a gun if you have one?
Just because you created a pseudo-supernatural skill like "Xuanxian Secret Record"?
That doesn't make sense!
Looking down at the miserable defeated people, Zhang Guangmu suddenly felt a familiar feeling.
That's...
It feels like Usable Ability Points has arrived!