Chapter 2280: Sickle

"Is the second monster... a sickle."

Jian Shanming, who read the information to himself, used his jumping power beyond ordinary people to walk between the rooftops of the building. The gray and white hair adorned with a lily fluttered in the wind. Jian Shanming looks very heroic.

After arriving at the target location, Jian Shanming did not immediately go to the underground passage where Sickle is located, but first set up some vigilant enchantments nearby.

For the case of Santuhe and Honghong's attack on herself, she already knew clearly after everyone's analysis. Although Bai Jingyue said that he could get there as long as one minute, but he did not understand Bai Jingyue's strength. Ming does not intend to pin all hope to such a stranger.

Jian Shanming knew that these warning enchantments could not stop Santuhe and Hong. She only hoped that these enchantments would enable her to discover Santuhe and Hong sooner and help her earn more time.

After getting ready, Jian Shanming gently wiped off the sweat stains that did not exist on the forehead. There was a sword and lion king around his waist, and he came to the underground passage with his own sword.

This is an abandoned underground passage. Like the school that Shirai arrived before, it was the product of the economic depression of previous years. Over the years, some abandoned facilities have been reopened, but some places are still abandoned. The state, these abandoned places, is the best hiding place for monsters.

On weekdays, there are d-level wraiths gathering here. In order to prevent people from entering here by mistake, or what happens when the wraiths gather too much, the Super Disaster Response Room will send people to these places to clean up every once in a while.

What makes Jian Shanming a headache is that in this period of time, in order to encircle and suppress those powerful monsters, these local super disaster countermeasure rooms have not been cleaned up, and now there are a lot of d-level wraiths accumulated inside.

Between the sword swinging, all the nearby wraiths were divided into two. Jian Shanming was like a dancer, blooming in the dark and deep passages, and the dance called life and death was in the middle of countless wraiths. A storm started, and soon the wraiths that seemed to be almost blocking the passageway became scattered.

Jian Shanming didn't relax, she knew very well that these wraiths were just the appetizers of this de-souling operation, and the real enemy hadn't appeared yet!

While carefully handling the remaining wraiths in the passage, Jian Shanming walked toward the depths of the passage, watching as he was about to step into a darkened area, Jian Shanming couldn't help but stop, and then took out a piece of lighting from his lapel The stick was thrown to the front.

After all, it is an abandoned passageway. After so many years, many facilities have been seriously aging. It is already very good to have two lights. Most of the areas are dark.

It is impossible for the super-disaster countermeasure room to re-plug the wires for de-spiritual action once a week at most, because the project is too large to pay off, so the super-disaster countermeasure room provides everyone with a certain amount of lighting rods. These lights The stick is not enough to illuminate the entire passage like an electric light, but it is not a problem to provide a brighter environment for the dementors.

After the passage was illuminated, the unspeakable wraith that had been lurking in the shadows rushed out, and then disappeared under the sword of Jian Shanming.

It has to be said that after all people are equipped with lighting rods, there are fewer and fewer cases of death in the shadow of the complaining spirit, and it is no problem to describe it with a disappearance.

Jian Shanming moved forward step by step, clearing the wraith all the way, and soon she came to the edge area that the first lighting rod could illuminate.

Standing at the junction of black and white, Jian Shanming hesitated.

The clothes she wears are Dojo costumes, that is, she can put something on the waist, so she only brought three lighting sticks, so the lighting sticks may not be enough.

Although she is not afraid to fight in the dark environment, this kind of thing is still better. She is not only dealing with the d-level wraith and the sickle that seems to have reached the b-level tonight, there are three ways. He and Hong look for opportunities on the side, and this is not the case.

After estimating the remaining distance of this passage, Jian Shanming still took out the second lighting stick from the lapel. According to the information recorded before coming, the length of the remaining two lighting rods in this passage should be enough, so Jianshan Ming decided to move on, but just when Jianshan Ming threw the second lighting rod forward, Sudden change!

A gust of wind suddenly blew from the depths of the passage, accompanied by the sound of howling, and immediately came to the side of Jian Shanming!

Jian Shan meditated subconsciously on the side of his body, and at the same time raised his knife toward his original location. This stroke made Jian Shanming frown, and she felt like she had cut something.

The pain on her cheek made Jian Shanming frown slightly. She glanced at the lighting rod divided in two in front of her, sighed with dissatisfaction with her slack, and then looked back seriously.

Under the illumination of the intact lighting rod, a huge figure, like a thin paper figure, floated in the air, and the withered hand was inlaid with a blade like a sickle.

This is the target of Jianshan Ming tonight, Sickle.

Judging from the figure of this half-hanger, this sickle's level is like this, but its wind riding characteristics still make it squeeze into the category of b-level monsters, and most people can't really deal with it.

But Jianshan Ming is not an ordinary person, she is the next patriarch of the Jianshan family!

With both hands clenching the sword, Jian Shanming seriously stared at the action of the sickle. The whole person was like a tight bowstring. Slash!

It seemed that he was aware of the danger. Sickle tilted his head slightly, daring not to do anything casually, or even somehow, and there was a slight fear in his heart.

But soon the sickle will suppress this fear, as a rare legend of Japan and Ben, there is still a lot of fear in the sickle. As a powerful monster, how can one What about Yizhong being oppressed by mankind?

Immediately, the sickle began to have wind flowing around him, seeing that the exact attack was coming, but Jian Shanming seemed to have not seen it, and still maintained a posture of gaining momentum.

It was so small that [Sickle] made Sierke a little suffocated. His restless heart completely wiped out the worries of his heart. After howling, Sierle suddenly turned into a wind and rushed toward Jianshan!

The wind screamed in the ears, and the six blades of the two hands of Scythe faced each other. It seemed that the next moment was to cut Jianshan Ming into pieces. At this moment, Jianshan Ming moved!

Just like a light traversing the shadows, Jian Shanming rushed forward, and the blade in his hand waved at the same time, slashing forward!