With the help of the cover of the wind and sand, Fuuzaburo, who had been stabbed, screamed strangely and reluctantly distanced himself from Tsurumi.
But Tsurumi Aoi would not give this raccoon any chance to breathe.
The swords of Tachi and Wakizashi flashed, and the scarlet phantom lingering in the strange and thin hands, refused to let go, and once again strode towards Fuuzaburo.
Even in the eyes of Fuuzaburo, who thinks highly of himself, Aoi Tsurumi cannot be underestimated.
The two extremely sharp and famous knives she held, as well as the nimble and slender hands extending from the extra small sleeves, cooperated with each other. The trajectory of the blades was sharp and tricky, which was dazzling and difficult to guard against.
Even in the ordinary world, Feng Saburo has never seen such a difficult opponent.
Swish!
The crimson and pale blades tore through the air.
Tsurumi slashed sharply with the Ichimonji held in both hands, and the smiling Aoe held by Kosode's hand stabbed diagonally from bottom to top like a white python raising its head.
"Do you plan to use the same method a second time?"
Feng Sanlang smashed the head of the big wooden staff against the ground, and the flying sand formed rough threads and wound towards the blades of the two famous swords.
The sand roared and the swords buzzed.
The light track drawn by a word and the smiling Qingjiang stopped in the air at the same time, and the red and white blades were hit by flying sand and rocks, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
"Sure enough, that's all."
Feng Sanlang had some calculations in his mind.
Although it had just come out for a foreign visit and was caught and beaten up by two yellow-haired girls, it finally regained some initiative on the battlefield.
It is true that Tsurumi's close combat ability is very strong. After a brief lesson, Fuuzaburo, who was already injured, was a little wary of her.
But the raccoon still felt that he had a chance of winning.
Just now, I was ambushed, and this human girl holding a knife got close to me accidentally. As long as I controlled the distance, this girl would not have the advantage!
Feng Saburo has always looked down upon human beings.
As an Aragami with shrine enshrinement and the ability to control the divine wind, in its view, humans are just lowly beings that should surrender to it and provide it with the power of faith.
The same goes for those exorcists.
Half a month ago, Fuuzaburo had "sneaked a glimpse" of the fight between the Kamamaitas and the human exorcists.
Those soul-killing masters are mediocre in their abilities and not worthy of a second glance.
Feng Saburo has full confidence that as long as it successfully comes out, it can definitely crush them.
Although the two human girls now are unusual.
Whether it's the one who can use talismans or the one who wields a knife, they are completely different from the spirit slayers I've seen before.
Talismans, superb double-sword skills, and those weird thin hands...
It was indeed a good trick, catching Feng Saburo off guard.
But that's all, Feng Saburo has seen through all their tricks.
Of these two seemingly powerful girls, one only knows how to rely on props, and the other only knows how to fight in close quarters.
Humans are still humans after all. After all these little tricks are used, what is left?
Next is Fuuzaburo's turn, the divine wind will engulf them and destroy them!
The skinny and ugly old civet cat raised his staff again, infusing the power of ghosts and gods, trying to summon a more powerful wind and sand to completely defeat the enemy.
At this time, Tsurumi Aoi, who was restrained by the dust and unable to get close to the enemy——
The slender arms in the narrow sleeves were twisting and turning.
A blade with a rusty green blade, flickering with a strange shimmer, was pushed out by the little sleeved hand.
Tsurumi Aoi's third famous sword, Hotamaru, appears.
Xiaoxiu Shou followed the knife skills taught by his master every day and waved the knife forward.
Buzz!
The flashing green Odachi struck down with a buzzing sound, but the blade instantly burst into pieces.
Hundreds of irregular metal fragments spread and dance like fireflies on a summer night, rolling into sharp green light and roaring towards Feng Saburo's position!
The fireflies drew a perfect semicircle in the sky, and poured down like a violent storm.
"What is this!?"
Feng Saburo, who was casting a spell, was caught off guard and staggered back.
Clang!
The crimson demon sword girl broke through the wind and sand, like a sharp blade unsheathed, moving forward indomitably.
At this time, Smiling Aoe had returned to Tsurumi's left hand, and she used the Katori Shinto style double sword technique.
[Eternal Moon's Taishou·The Second King's Position]
The scarlet and pale sword lights flashed at the same time, and two completely different shapes were drawn in the dust in the sky, but both were extremely cold, and they slashed at Feng Saburo's body.
The raccoon was hit and fell out like a broken sack.
Tsurumi Aoi stood up again with her two swords, resisting the wind and sand, and using the secrets of the Katori Shinto style of swordsmanship actually took a lot of energy from her.
It needs to be readjusted with the breath of Ah Hum.
Kosodezu lifted the hilt of Hotumaru's sword, and the hundreds of blade shavings that flew out like fireflies whirled and flew back, quickly rearranged themselves back on the hilt, and condensed into a broken blade.
Although Xiao Shou Shou is currently in a dependent state, she can clearly see the situation on the battlefield——
I don’t know what that ugly old civet cat with no sense of beauty was so proud of just now.
I have Hotaru Maru in my hand, a gift from Kamiya-sama who has a great sense of beauty. He also has a sense of beauty.
My beautiful master Tsurumi Aoi is not only proficient in close combat!
It can still beat you gracefully at medium and long distances!
Xiao Xiu Shou, who is keen on "beautiful things", does have the prejudice of "judging people by their appearance" and "judging things by their appearance".
However, she and Tsurumi work very well together.
Thanks to the existence of Kosode, Tsurumi's vision of using "a variety of weapons" in combat has been initially realized. Three famous swords with different functions can be switched freely during the battle. They can fight both melee and long-range, and their combat methods are extremely flexible.
Change.
…
"Hiss - roar -"
Feng Saburo roared low and stood up from the ground.
After being bombarded by Xiaolu's talisman and slashed several times by Tsurumi, this god of wasteland was in a miserable state of disgrace.
The fur was scorched black by thunder and flames, and two large gashes were cut on the abdomen and cheek. Especially the wound on the cheek, which was cut all the way to the long pointed mouth. The bloody flesh was turned out, and the bloody fangs were exposed.
It makes this civet cat look even more ferocious.
And the arrogance of Feng Saburo who believed he was the god of wind seemed to be torn open along with the wounds, revealing more of the nature of the beast.
Kill!
Its eyes glowed with a ferocious red light.
Mere humans have actually forced the gods into such a state of embarrassment, they must be killed!
Whoosh——!
A strong air flow swept from Feng Saburo's body, accompanied by a low and powerful roar, like the roar of an ancient giant beast.
Immediately afterwards, on the playground and on the mountain, more gravel and gravel were carried by the strong wind, rolled into the air, thrown into the battlefield, and piled up into sand dunes. The fine sand and gravel jumped and rotated in the wind, and gathered into an unstoppable force.
The torrent roared and raged crazily in all directions.
The sand and gravel covered the sky and the sun, and everywhere you looked, there was vast chaos.
The wind became more and more fierce, not only covering Sasagami Elementary School, but also seeming to swallow the whole world into this endless yellow curtain. The trees trembled in the wind, and their branches and leaves let out a shrill wail, as if they would be uprooted at any time; the sand dunes were in
Driven by the wind, they squirm like living creatures, collide with each other, and make bursts of dull sounds.
To be continued...