Ghost Slayer: Extract Dongfang Yao template

Shi Yuyan Xiaoyin also felt a headache when he saw Zhenmu's decisive expression. These two people are indeed a couple, and they both have the same attributes as stubborn donkeys.

At this time, through the window, everyone saw the continuous burst of light in the distant woods, including the light emitted by the breathing method, fire light, electric light, and blood light.
Seeing this scene, Siyuyan Xiaoyin became very anxious. This was a battle with no chance of winning. There were only two column-level swordsmen, Huazhu and Xingzhu, near the headquarters, but none of them were here because of the mission.

And the ghosts who launched the attack tonight not only crushed their own side in number, but even learned from the news passed by the crow that there was also a winding ghost who could release thunder and lightning, and a ghost hiding in the dark and releasing wind balls.

No matter from which point of view, there is no chance of winning here, even though she is also reluctant to part with the master who cares about his subordinates, and also the headquarters of the spiritual belief of all swordsmen.

However, this is a meaningless battle, a meaningless sacrifice, if you can take the opportunity to save some vitality, don't go to death in vain!
"Madam Zhenzhu, you can just follow us, you won't be able to keep it."

Siyuyan Xiaoyin earnestly advised Zhenmu that Master Xingzhu and Mrs. Zhenmu were the ones who walked along the way, and she knew that Master Xingzhu would definitely go crazy if something happened to Zhenmu.

And Zhenzhu looked at Shi Yuyan Xiaoyin apologetically, "I appreciate your kindness, but as the wife of Xingzhu, I will never allow the evil spirits to destroy our headquarters and watch the master Go to death! This is the duty of Xingzhu, and it is also my duty!"

Zhenmo silently took out the sun wheel sword that had not been used for a long time from the room, walked out of the room, and saw dozens of swordsmen standing at the intersection not far away, knowing that when the blocking troops in the forest were completely killed, The next battlefield will be here!
This is a battle that must be lost, and there is no chance of winning. The opponent is hundreds of evil spirits with blood ghost skills, plus a Shangxian who has lived for hundreds of years, and a person who is hiding in the dark and is probably one of the Twelve Ghost Moons. One ghost.

And here, there are only about a hundred swordsmen left in the headquarters. Among them, there are only a dozen high-level swordsmen counting the three levels of A, B, and C, and none of the pillar-level swordsmen are there.

In addition, dozens of swordsmen have already rushed into the woods to take up the task of blocking, and now there are only a few high-level swordsmen among the remaining swordsmen, except Zhenmu and Butterfly Shinobi.

Siyuyan Xiaoyin looked at the back of Zhenmu leaving, knowing that Zhenmu had made up his mind, he couldn't help sighing melancholy, this innocent couple might be torn apart.

"Sister Zhenmu? Why didn't you retreat? I remember that you had resigned before, why did you come here again?" Die Di Ren looked at Zhenmu in front of him, and couldn't help being a little curious.

"That's right, Mrs. Zhenzhu, you quickly retreat with the Yin troops, we are guarding here."

"Mrs. Zhenmo, as the wife of Lord Xingzhu, please follow the hidden troops to evacuate. Lord Xingzhu is not here, so we must ensure your safety."

Looking at the group of swordsmen who persuaded him to leave, Zhenmo felt warm in his heart, but there are some things that need to be rejected.

Zhenmo waved his hand slightly towards the swordsmen around him, "Thank you for your kindness, and I know that you are thinking of me, but, at this critical moment tonight, Xingzhu is not here, I will replace him to take on the responsibility of protecting the headquarters !"

"But."

"No, but, we are all swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team. You can sacrifice your life to protect the lord, and of course I can too. Now my identity is not Mrs. Zhenmu, but the wife of Xingzhu Wanzhangmu Tianyi! I have an obligation Take on my husband's duties!"

Die Die Ren looked at the heroic Zhen Mu in front of him. After these few words, Die Die Ren felt his blood surge. The Zhen Mu sister who looks like this is so handsome!
"we are,"

"Demon Slayer Squad Swordsman!"

"us,"

"Definitely!"

"us,"

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

"All the swordsmen obey the order. After the battle, you don't need to consider others. Protect yourself. If you are injured or lose the ability to fight, evacuate as much as possible. We can try our best, but don't die! Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Looking at the group of high-spirited swordsmen in front of him, Zhenmo couldn't help but feel a little sad. These people may be directly reduced by more than half tonight, or even wiped out.

However, in order to protect the headquarters and the master, this is the most helpless choice - using human lives to delay time until support arrives!
As for why he didn't retreat, Makoto looked back at the direction of the headquarters, because that was the spiritual sustenance of all the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad!

"Little Shinobi, take care of yourself later, if you can't beat him, run away." Makoto looked at Butterfly Shinobi with bright eyes beside him, and whispered.

"Eh?" Butterfly couldn't help being stunned, "Then what do you do?"

"Xiao Ren, be obedient, this time is not a small fight, you must protect yourself, understand?" Makoto gently rubbed Butterfly Ninja's hair, "I may not care about you when we fight later, Remember, only one survives!"

Just when all the swordsmen were ready to fight, a dark figure in the distance slowly appeared in the sight of the swordsmen.

After seeing the situation clearly, all the swordsmen widened their eyes angrily.

I saw hundreds of ghosts holding stumps, arms and feet, and the most resentful thing was that the ghost surrounded by ghosts was holding a sword that was still struggling. Doctor's head.

The swordsman was covered in blood, the flesh and blood on his face seemed to be gnawed, his left arm was gone, only the wound on his shoulder was bleeding continuously, his right arm showed an unnatural degree of bending, It was probably broken abruptly.

A hole was opened in the abdomen, and the internal organs were exposed, and the intestines were directly pulled out, hanging in mid-air.

And that ghost, with two horns on his forehead, a head of messy hair, and the words "Shangxiansi" engraved in his eyes, looked angry, and from his mouth that opened from time to time, he could see an engraved The tongue of the word "angry".

For a long time, the accumulated anger of one of the dog's avatars tore off a piece of meat from the swordsman in his hand, chewed it twice, and then spat it out in disgust, "It's really unpalatable!" The swordsman fell to the ground.

Under the angry eyes of everyone, they stepped on the swordsman's head, and immediately red and white viscous liquid splashed all around.

Looking at the group of swordsmen not far away with anger and disdain, "Tsk, are you here to deliver food?"