“…It’s so irritable.”

On the stone steps.

The three people standing in front of Nanfeng of Kitahara and Masato Fujiki who is now standing behind Nanfeng of Kitahara surrounded Nanfeng of Kitahara.

And the first one to react and speak.

It is the three-wheeled gui standing at the end of the stone steps.

While talking, he slowly took out a handful of Karov PMM from the instrument.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Beiyuan Nanfeng took a big step forward, and at the same time as he made a sound, he strode down across three stone steps, stood in front of Sanluang Gui, and while holding a knife at him, he grabbed the pistol in his hand with his other hand.

Three-wheeled Gui retreated half a step back.

Raise the gun in your hand.

The north wind in the north instantly turned his head to the side.

Bang.

Bullets whizzed past his ears.

Kitahara Nanfeng successfully grabbed his wrist holding the pistol, and suddenly turned it up, pointing the pistol muzzle into the air.

The knife in his other hand also stood on his throat.

"You are quite smart and you know to solve my arsenal first."

Miluo Kei held the gun with his hand high, and he did not resist, but smiled at Naohara.

Beiyuan Nanfeng knew that there were weapons in his weapon that could threaten him, and he also understood the meaning of only taking out a handful of Karov PMM.

No more to say.

He lifted his foot and kicked him in the stomach.

He kicked him down the mountain.

"Ha...Vinewood!"

At the same time as he was kicked to the ground, Miraki Kei called Fujiki Masato.

Beiyuan Nanfeng has no expression on his face.

Turn around again and stand still.

Looking at the three people standing above him now.

Masato Fujiki looked at Miraki Kei who was rolling down the mountain and sighed, wrapping his middle finger around his index finger and putting it in front of his nose.

"carve."

The north original south wind is based on the base point.

The moment begins to unfold.

And quickly covered the entire mountaintop shrine and stone steps.

Beiyuan Nanfeng held the knife and looked at the beginning of unfolding, and suddenly smiled.

This is the outside world's Mayumi Arimiya and the other three.

The last scene I saw before the silence was fully unfolded.

And after the moment unfolds.

A layer of things that looked like a cover had already covered the shrine and the stone steps connecting the mountains and the mountains. The scene inside was no longer visible.

He was still laughing...

This is the only thought Aimi Mayumi now.

"What a lunatic, sick!"

Aimi Mayumi looked at the translucent cover, and there was nothing unusual in her eyes, but Tianxuan's eyes could see a few kilometers away. Her knees softened and she slowly knelt on the ground.

Tanaka Oo did not respond.

On the contrary, Misako seemed to know her mood at the moment, so she took a step forward and patted Mayumi Arimi who was muttering to herself on the shoulder.

"...If that stupid egg had the bloodiness of him, even if the final result was still the same, I would not have fallen to this point..."

Ayumi Mayumi looked at Natsume family shrine in a daze. After a while of silence, she suddenly raised her hands and covered her face.

The sound shivered slightly.

...

On the other side.

"Just kidding!? So fierce?"

The fair-skinned young man watched Kitahara Nanfeng chopped down the clergy of the Ejima Shrine with a knife, and kicked Miluo Kei down the mountain with another kick, looking disbelief.

The most important thing is the technique called "First Line", which is really shocking.

Think from the perspective of others.

He didn't feel he could block it.

What's this thing?

"It's very interesting, but that's just a desperate technique. Didn't you find it? The spirit in his body is gone, and he doesn't consider the way out and consequences at all. He becomes an ordinary person after rushing. It's actually quite stupid."

The ********** young man explained, and then said, "But it is indeed amazing. The 'straight' level spiritual capacity can reach this level. If it is single-on-one, it will probably be able to kill most of the inexperienced low-level elections in seconds. Now so many people are a little irrational, but it is in line with the hearts of young people and move forward.

As for Sanlun Gui, it is obviously just releasing water. Although his spiritual capacity is only about 37, he is not as good as the top or bottom. But in that case, I don’t believe that he has no ability to resist, and it is not that desperate knife.”

"Then will we save us now?" The fair-skinned young man looked at the direction of the shrine that was unfolding, and listened to the explanation of his companions next to him, the shock on his face slowly dissipated.

"Look at it again."

The young man raised his right hand, which was exactly the same as Officer Fujiki. He wrapped his middle finger around his index finger, and placed it in front of his nose while making seals.

"Eye."

He whispered softly, with a faint white light radiating from the corner of his eyes, looking back at the direction of the shrine where the carving was unfolding.

"……Um?"

The moment he saw the scene inside clearly, the young man with shock appeared on his face.

"What? What did you see?"

And his companion, the fair-skinned young man, showed an even more shocked expression when he saw his expression.

He doesn't give his eyes exclusively to countermeasures. Like Mayumi Arimiya, he can't see the scene inside clearly.

But he knew that his companion, this *******, the trump card in the countermeasures class, and now a young man called the mad dog, was just a facial paralysis.

It was the first time he had seen this person show such an expression after being together for about three years.

“This is… interesting.”

The ******* young man did not answer his companion.

Instead, he looked at the direction of the shrine where the carving was unfolding, and murmured to himself.

What is outstanding is that one thing says halfway, making people want to hit him.

...

At the same time.

Inside the carving.

After the North Yuan Nanfeng and other crafts are unfolded.

Holding the knife with a little blood stain on the blade, he began to walk up.

clang.

Knock the tip of the knife to strike the stone steps.

The north-prefecture south wind took a step, and as he breathed, the spirit wandering in the air was sucked into his body.

Spiritual fluctuations began to emanate from his body again.

And this cannot be hidden from any choice.

“…”

The deputy director of Mitsuki Class is named Keisushi Shimamoto.

When Beiyuan Nanfeng used the front line, he had a stern face.

When Kitahara Nanfeng kicked the clergy of Ejima Shrine and Miraki down the mountain, he also had a stern face and was unmoved at all.

He looked like he was in control.

And at this moment, he finally couldn't hold back.
To be continued...