Super Seminary: I summoned the characters from all over the world

Chapter 35 The Appearance of the Samurai

"What the hell?"

Angel Yan was shocked. The sword light slashed down and only cut a big crack on the ground, but the body of the motherland had disappeared.

"It seems that a new batch of guests have arrived, and they were very rude and took our guests away."

Realizing that something was wrong, Nangong Shui's expression became serious. Although his eyesight was not very good, at least he was not blind yet.

At the last moment, the angel's judgment did not fall on the people of the motherland at all. The guy seemed to be... dragged into the shadows.

"Those blue-grey hands look like...the Ghost Corps."

Soon, ninjas that seemed to be composed of shadows appeared in his mind. They were special regiments from another world.

After thinking for only a moment, Nangong Shui guessed the black hand. Thinking of the characteristics of the Ghost Corps, he quickly shouted to Angel Yan.

"Angel Yan, stop standing there and come here quickly."

Although the entire Ghost Corps is fragile, every one of them comes and goes without a trace, and their lethality to ordinary people is too great.

He didn't want to just tell him that he was in a foreign country.

Although Angel Yan was confused when she heard the voice, her intuition honed over many years still made her fly to Nangong Shui's side immediately.

"What the hell is going on..."

Before the doubts in his heart could be asked, Angel Yan's eyes suddenly opened and he stared straight at the shadow behind Nangong Shui.

Is she dazzled?
The shadow actually moved?

However, the facts proved that she was right. Between the lightning and flint, an extremely sharp samurai sword spread out from the shadow of Nangong Shui. The sharp blade glowed with a biting cold light.

He slashed directly at Nangong Shui's neck.

"Step aside."

Angel Yan was shocked. She felt that the world was a little awkward now, otherwise how could such ridiculous things happen.

Could it be that some great master in space and time directly opened a wormhole on the ground?But I didn’t feel the folding of space at all.

Thousands of thoughts passed through his mind, but in reality it only lasted a moment. Angel Yan grabbed Nangong Shui with his left hand and threw him behind him, and soon he held the flaming sword in his right hand and fought with the samurai sword.

The samurai sword was not hard, and it was easily cut off by the flaming sword. However, what made Angel Yan more and more confused was that the person holding the sword was actually a strange creature wearing heavy armor.

With one kick, she turned this strange creature into ashes.

"Is this dead?"

Angel Yan was still confused, while Nangong Shui, who was left behind by her, felt his heart almost beat out of his chest.

He was inexplicably lifted up by Angel Yan's hand, and then was thrown behind her before he could react.

At this time, although he heard the movement behind him and guessed that there might be a ghost army appearing, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a strange shadow moving quickly below him, constantly getting closer to him.

The sharp samurai sword poked out from inside and stabbed towards his stomach at an extremely tricky angle.

"I don't like this meeting gift. Why don't you be so insidious?"

Nangong Shui was slightly shocked. This was a poisonous plan planned by some bastard. It was so elaborate and vicious. He was not dead before he was struck again, and the time it took him to land on the ground was calculated accurately.

And it was specifically aimed at him.

If he was really stabbed, his belly would burst into tears.

A golden stream of light flashed by, but in a matter of seconds, the stone fire blasted the ghost warrior who had just crawled out of the shadows with the katana into smithereens.

Then Nangong Shui fell steadily to the ground.

"Perfect." Nodding, Nangong Shui spoke highly of his performance just now, without a trace of emotion on his face.A fatal crisis can be easily resolved, which may be a very happy or even fortunate thing for ordinary people.

But it was a familiar road for him.

"We seem to be in a bit of trouble." Angel Yan also came over at this time, looking solemnly at the shadows that were getting wider and wider around her.

"These are all minor troubles. If the guy hiding in the dark never comes out, it will barely be considered a trouble."

More and more ghost warriors come out of the shadows.

However, Nangong Shui didn't pay much attention to these minions. He was more concerned about which bastard put on that mask.

"Hehehe, the shadow is always there. I haven't seen you for a long time, Boss Nangong. I think you are going crazy with your thoughts."

A burst of laughter came from the huge shadow like an armyworm. Surrounded by countless ghost warriors, a young man wearing a blue mask walked out of the shadow, staring at Nangong Shui with a pair of ghostly eyes.

Next to him was an old man with disheveled hair and sinister features. Nangong Shui knew this old man, so he called him.

He was from the Armored Warriors, but he didn't expect that he was also in this world. There were indeed many fish that slipped through the net.

Seeing Nangong Shui, the expression on the masked man's face kept changing, and he seemed to be a little angry.

"Do you know how I have been living this year?"

"Since that crazy time ended a year ago, I have been hiding in a corner, not even daring to stir up a storm, for fear of attracting your attention and causing the Iron Beast Clan to be purged."

"I was running away from everywhere and was worried all day long, but I was living a good life. I had good food and drinks, and I also opened a small shop. I lived a happy life!"

"We still need a warm bed." Nangong Shui reminded.

The masked man's tone paused and he laughed, "Do you think you are funny?"

Nangong Shui tilted his head and asked Angel Yan, "Am I not humorous?"

"Very humorous." Angel Yan nodded helplessly. This guy was so bad, and his mouth was sharper than a flaming sword.

"Look, even angels say I have a sense of humor. What on earth are you, a man, talking about here? Besides,"

Nangong Shui's expression suddenly became serious, "Who are you?"

The masked man's expression hidden under the mask suddenly froze, and the anger in his heart was blocked in his throat. He said in disbelief: "You didn't hear my voice?"

"You do not know who I am?"

This year, he had engraved Nangong Shui's existence into his bones.

In that white ward, he had the words Nangong Shui carved all over it.

Nangong Shui shrugged, "There are so many people who want to kill me, how do I know who you are, besides, my memory is not very good, but what you said means that I should know you."

"How about you expose yourself? There's not even a slight chance that I'll remember who you are."

The masked man suddenly laughed inexplicably. He knew that Nangong Shui said this deliberately to make him angry, and he immediately suppressed his anger to calm down.

I don't know what he can do, as long as he can take revenge, it is enough.

Then he looked at Nangong Shui with a smile on his face.

"As expected of Nangong Shui, I thought that after more than a year of turbulent life, I had settled down enough, but I didn't expect that I was almost confused by your simple words."

"Hehehe, it turns out that among the three founders of Fantasy Street, you are the best at exploiting the flaws of human nature."

"I've received many awards and awards, but they are all just empty names and not worthy of the truth."

(End of this chapter)