Chapter 1707 White-faced Ghost Tetsu

There was a strange smile on the warrior's face.

He walked towards the two of them step by step.

Woohoo——

At this moment, the roar of a motorcycle came from behind the warrior.

The samurai turned around and saw an extremely cool heavily armored motorcycle rushing towards him.

The heavily armored motorcycle rider was wearing a black windbreaker and a red and black helmet.

There is also a machine gun on the left side of the heavy motorcycle.

Da da da--

"Sanhua!" The katana in the samurai's hand drew a sword flower in the air.

Machine gun bullets kept splashing sparks on the katana.

The heavy motorcycle slammed into the samurai.

The samurai ducked and avoided the heavily armored motorcycle.

"Ranying!" The samurai attacked again.

In an instant, the warrior turned into a stream of light, and his body was extremely fast.

"Oops... Sakurako, be careful!"

Suddenly, a short figure appeared in front of Sakurako without any warning, holding two small swords and crossing them to block the samurai's attack.

"Little Demon Star." Miki Kishimoto and Chiyo Kaoru were very happy to see the person coming.

Xiao Mo Xing is the member who is the best at using swords among them.

"How come a demon sword slayer ran out of the city?" Little Demon Star looked at the samurai in front of him regretfully.

Although he had just blocked the samurai's blow, he still felt the terrifying power of the demon sword in front of him.

The warrior tilted his head and muttered: "One, two, three, four."

Slowly, the smile on the warrior's face became brighter and more terrifying.

Xiao Moxing held two small swords across his chest.

He also uses a knife, so he can feel the horror of this demonic sword attack better than others.

This Demon Sword Slayer exudes the aura of blood all over his body.

Has this demon sword killed a hundred people? Or a thousand people?

At this moment, the warrior turned his head slightly.

Another person came from behind.

"Murata." Everyone couldn't help but feel happy when they saw Murata arriving.

Murata is their leader and the strongest.

Ishio Murata clenched his fists and looked at the samurai unkindly: "Is this guy the one who ruined my weekend?"

"Ichimon!" The samurai suddenly turned around and slashed at Ishio Murata with his sword.

"Steel!" Ishio Murata's body suddenly turned into metal.

Hiss——

The katana tore Ishio Murata's clothes apart, but it could only leave a shallow white line on his chest.

"Is this all you can do?" Murata Ishio patted his chest.

The samurai gently stroked the blade and made a bow pose.

In an instant, the warrior's aura changed.

"Murata, be careful!" Xiao Moxing shouted.

The samurai at this moment is no longer a puppet, but an unsheathed blade with peerless sharpness.

Black aura was released from the warrior's body.

"Aiki Slash!" The warrior turned into a black stream of light, and the figure of the warrior could no longer be caught with the naked eye.

That sword was extremely fast and struck Ishio Murata with boundless terror.

Ishio Murata only felt the suffocating pressure.

Bang——

A giant fist struck from Ishio Murata's side, knocking Ishio Murata away.

And that giant fist took the place of Ishio Murata and received the terrible blow from the samurai.

An arm flew up.

The owner of this arm is a ghost.

It is Chiyo Kaoru's shikigami, Akari.

Chiyo Kaoru felt the same way. Bai Gui's arm was cut off with a knife, and she also felt as if her arm was broken.

"Damn it." Seeing Chiyo Kaoru take the knife for him, Ishio Murata suddenly felt furious and flew towards the samurai.

The sword in the samurai's hand was pointed downwards, holding the handle of the sword with both hands, and suddenly pierced the ground with force.

In an instant, a ripple spread out in all directions.

The movements of the five people at the scene were momentarily slow.

The samurai also transformed into a white ghost.

Everyone also knew the identity of this demon sword in an instant.

"White-faced Ghost Tetsu!"

That is the most terrifying demon sword among many demon swords.

Many demon swords circulating in the world are all made by humans.

For one reason or another, he transformed into a demon sword.

But White-faced Ghost Tetsu is a demon sword made by Hyakki.

And it is a demon sword that is powered by the blood of Emperor Toba.

Of course, White Faced Ghost Tetsu also has another identity, a general under Tamamo Mae.

When everyone fell into numbness, White-faced Ghost Tetsu's body turned into a white light.

The first person to suffer was Ishio Murata, whose body was cut open by the white-faced ghost.

Little Demon Star was frightened and barely raised two small swords to attack.

But in an instant, the two small swords were shattered.

Little Demon Star's left arm flew up.

White-faced Ghost Tetsu did not pause, but turned to attack the third target, which was Chiyo Kaoru.

Suddenly, an aura of awe fell from the sky.

The barrier created by White-faced Ghost Tetsu was disintegrated in an instant.

That awe-inspiring aura abruptly stopped the White-faced Ghost Tetsu's attack.

Zhang Tianyi fell from the sky, shot out with one hand, and landed on the white-faced ghost Che's chest: "Get out of here."

White-faced Ghost Tetsu was blasted dozens of meters away and hit the glass of the building behind him.

White-faced Ghost Tetsu was about to stand up when suddenly a hand pressed onto White-faced Ghost Tetsu's shoulder: "Lend me your sword for fun."

White-faced Ghost didn't even think about it, and slashed towards the end with his blade.

But that hand was the first to grab the hands holding the handle of the sword.

Chen Zhao directly crushed the hands and tore off the demon knife forcefully.

After taking possession of the demon sword, Chen Zhao's figure suddenly changed.

Chen Zhao had heard that the demon sword could affect people's minds and was driven by the demon sword.

But Chen Zhao didn't feel this way.

But the appearance turned into that of a warrior, and even his appearance changed, turning into a white-faced ghost with two horns on his head and blood-red eyes.

The demonic aura was rippling in Chen Zhao's body, but it was only on the surface.

Nothing else has changed.

At this time, Zhang Tianyi walked into the building and looked at Chen Zhao: "You monster, you can catch it without restraint."

Chen Zhao felt a toothache and fled as quickly as possible.

Zhang Tianyi was shocked for a while. The speed of this monster must be too fast, and even he couldn't catch it.

If the monster was attacking just now, how could he resist it?

"No, that demon sword can't have such strength." Zhang Tianyi frowned, looked down, and saw a haggard corpse on the ground, with its hands twisted and deformed.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Tianyi suddenly understood.

The demon sword just now is no longer the one that was knocked away by him before.

And the only person who can seize the demon sword in such a short time without being driven by the demon sword is probably Chen Zhao.

Zhang Tianyi took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Zhao's number: "Chen Zhao, was that you just now?"

"It's me." Chen Zhao did not deny it: "Do you think it would be reasonable if, when you were returning the eight-foot magatama, a demon sword suddenly appeared, attacked and took away the eight-foot magatama?"

"Uh...haha...it's reasonable and reasonable. You're still thoughtful."

In fact, this was Chen Zhao's impromptu idea. Although this demon sword was useless to him, it was not completely useless.

At least pretending to be a person controlled by the demon sword is still very deceptive.