A living person.

Because of one word.

It disappeared instantly.

All the dust is left.

Kyoichi Hirajima saw this scene.

It's really cold all over the body and numb scalp.

He looked at the retreating Hundred Day Ghost Longming with help.

He knew very well... his boss's signature technique seemed to have similar effects.

Although the actual combat effect is different.

"I did learn from her, but compared to her, my trick was just a clumsy imitation."

Hundred-day Ghost Ryumyama looked at the old man and the Lord of the Ejima Shrine and explained softly.

Kyoshima's scalp became even more numb.

He felt.

He seemed to be watching a fantasy movie today.

The protagonist is not him...

On the other side.

From beginning to end, Sumiko Nanami didn't look back at Yuichiro Maruyama. After pushing away the Kitahara Nanfeng, she looked at the old man who took advantage of the danger and wanted to be the yellow bird.

"I didn't expect you to have a bad fate."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled out the knife from his palm and teased him.

It's not his fault for saying that.

Just now, Yuichiro Maruyama died, there was naturally resentment, but apart from that, there were some other things.

Sumiko Nichi said in a shocking way: "Are you jealous?"

"..." Beiyuan Nanfeng's mouth twitched.

God tm is jealous.

He was about to refute.

But Sumiko Nichi spoke and interrupted him.

"Countdown."

She left her last sentence and walked forward.

The pace is not fast.

There is no sign of worry.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her back, of course he didn't really count down, but he was really interested in her real strength.

Sumiko Nichihiro slowly moved forward.

The old man was still standing on the same place with a crutch, and could be as immovable as a mountain.

But the old-fashioned clergy that followed him, the old man in white hunting clothes, was not so calm.

After witnessing Maruyama Yuichiro Ai died without even staying.

He looked at Sumiko Qihai as if facing a great enemy.

Then, maybe I wanted to test Qihai Chengzi for the old man.

He frowned, turned around suddenly, and walked forward quickly towards Sumiko Shikai who was moving forward.

"Eternal Night."

Sumiko Nichihiro kept walking, not seeing her doing anything, but just spoke up a word lightly.

moment.

Top of the mountain.

Under the mountain.

The entire Enoshima.

Everyone is like a bound doll.

Can't move even if you move.

Except for the north and south winds.

Sumiko Nichihiro continued to move forward, crossing the old-fashioned clergy that was stagnant halfway, without looking back.

"Creep."

The old-fashioned clergy began to collapse and melt like Yuichiro Maruyama.

He could no longer maintain his calm expression, and his liver and gallbladder were broken. He wanted to turn back and ask for help from his own god, but was fixed on the spot and unable to move.

final.

He died completely in the eyes of the Kitahara Nanfeng, the Hundred-Daily Ghost Takaaki and Kyoichi Hirajima.

Silently.

And Qihai Sumiko.

He has also come to the old man with crutches.

She stood still slowly.

... Only fifteen seconds passed.

"You want me to give me advice?"

Sumiko Qihai looked down at the old man who was shorter than him.

The old man held the crutch hard and completely lifted his eyelids that looked particularly thick and dragged because of his old age. He raised his head slightly and looked at Shikai Sumiko with his turbid pupils.

But there was no words.

"Then I will give you advice, try to live...Kui."

Sumiko Qihai glanced at his face, then said something disgustingly, and reached out to pinch the old man's neck.

Next second.

boom!

The entire top of the mountain was trembling violently as if it had been an earthquake.

Where Qihai Chengzi was standing, all the concrete within a hundred meters was broken, leaving behind spider-web-like cracks.

And Sumiko Qihai himself pinched the old man's neck.

Rising from the ground.

Going high into the sky, it disappeared instantly.

Half a second later.

A huge sonic boom sounded across the southern coast of Hunan!

On the sea line.

It is a magnificent scene like a fighter whizzing by.

A white line that could not see clearly what it was, set off from the top of Enoshima Mountain, then went down from the sky and fell into the sea.

The water level is lowered.

Suddenly the tide fell.

The moist beach is revealed.

Enoshima, hanging alone on the sea, suddenly rose by a large margin.

After a while of quiet.

The loud noise came again to the ears of Enoshima tourists who had returned to normal and could move freely.

On the distant sea line, huge waves of hundreds of meters soared into the sky!

Like a nuclear explosion!

“…”

Kitahara Nanfeng stands on the top of Enoshima Mountain.

Looking at the magnificent scene in the distance.

Silenced for a long time.
To be continued...