Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 139 Dual Swords
The night sky of Itoshima City was torn apart by flames, and the huge stone torii of Miyajiro Shrine was crumbling in the aftermath of the explosion.

Such a big commotion almost woke up the entire city. I guess the city’s managers have already started to worry about how to explain to the people tomorrow.

For an explosion of this magnitude, I'm afraid there is no other explanation except that it was a gas leak.

But this is not something to worry about now.

Outside the shrine, the sounds of priests chanting and the clashing of swords blended together.

The cultists who brazenly launched an attack on the Minami-Jigoku Shrine were being restrained by the shrine's guardian priests.

Spells will be blocked by the barrier, advancing enemies will be repelled by the guardian priests, and even the mind-flow warriors who specialize in countering spells will find it difficult to advance.

At the moment when the sword light cuts the talisman, new talismans and golden chains representing barriers will fly out from the ground and the sky, blocking their actions.

The priestesses in the back had already set up the altar, and under the illumination of the explosion in front, they held the sacred instruments and performed the Kagura dance. Under the guidance of the Kagura dance, a steady stream of benefits and healing were accurately delivered to the priests and wrestlers on the front line.

Everyone could clearly feel that as the Kagura dance progressed, a powerful aura was rising in the shrine. It was the deity enshrined in the Miyajiro Shrine.

As a result, all the extraordinary people who came to attack the Miyajigoku Shrine attacked more rapidly.

Because they know that once the other party is prepared and the gods are fully "operating", what will be waiting for them will be an irresistible powerful attack.

However, the defense line formed by the priests and wrestlers was very resilient, and coupled with the shrine's own barrier, no matter how hard the enemy tried, they could not push the front line any further.

"Damn it!!! Where's that guy Ji Gan, and those Onmyojis that were originally promised, where did they all go?!!"

The cult leaders roared with despair as if they had been betrayed, but they were already locked in the shrine's barrier and even retreating was a luxury.

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clang! ! !
The rough threaded steel hammer and the pitch-black long knife collided with a loud bang, and the loud sound of metal clashing made people's eardrums hurt.

There were fine wrinkles on the blade of the opposing warrior, and the blade actually cut into the hammer head of the rebar hammer during this collision.

The asphalt road beneath their feet cracked like a spider web. Yang Liu used his arms to push back the man in front of him, then took a half step back, staring at the rebar hammer in his hand.

The main body of his crude weapon is made of a 40mm diameter rebar, and the hammer head is also made of a circle of rebar of the same diameter welded around the outside.

The Odachi can be considered a heavy weapon, and his threaded steel hammer could not gain any advantage when fighting against the opponent.

After several rounds of attacks, the weapons in his hands were already full of dents.

Each cut was quite deep. Many of them not only cut through the welded rebar on the hammer head, but also cut a large section of the main rebar.

Even some corners have been cut off, and the cut is as smooth as a mirror.

This means that if Yang Liu tried to block the opponent's blade with the handle of the hammer, there is a high possibility that the opponent would directly cut off the weapon in his hand.

"What a terrifying technique..." Yang Liu weighed the steel hammer in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"Huh? Are you praising yourself?" Yoshioka seemed to be swinging his knife casually, but he was actually secretly soothing his numb arm.

From the beginning of the fight till now, he had slashed at the opponent more than fifty times, but he still could not break through the defense of the man in front of him. It was clear that he could cut through the opponent if he hit a weak spot or hit the same spot repeatedly, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not achieve this condition.

The seemingly random swings were able to accurately meet his blade with the heaviest hammer head every time, and he even deliberately avoided the location of the previous slash in the lightning-fast battle.

"Not only is he powerful and fast, but he also has such strong control..."

Yoshioka couldn't help but mutter in a low voice. He didn't continue to attack, but raised his large sword and pointed it at Yang Liu: "Niten Ichiryu-kei·Kamimen Nito-ryu·Yoshioka Aga, come on!"

Yang Liu blinked. "Uh...Yang Liu, Department of Psychology, Graduate School of Humanities and Social Sciences, University of Tokyo?"

"I asked you to report your origins, not your academic qualifications! Are monks from the East University so great? Well, they are indeed very great!"

Yoshioka felt a sour taste in his mouth and didn't intend to continue arguing with Yang Liu. He put the large sword in his right hand and slowly pulled out another wild sword from his waist with his left hand.

"I recognize your strength. You are qualified to let me use two knives."

Yoshioka held the nodachi horizontally in front of him, and the blade reflected his blue-gray pupils: "It's been a long time since anyone has allowed me to use my full strength. I hope you can let me enjoy it."

Yang Liu raised her eyebrows, her muscles rolled like waves, and her heartbeat began to speed up: "Oh? It seems that you are very confident."

"Two Swordsman Style: Hazy Moon."

Before he finished his words, the knife flashed like a crescent moon.

Yang Liu subconsciously dodged to the side, but a piece of cloth was still cut off from her left shoulder, and tiny beads of blood oozed out of her skin.

The opponent's sword was incredibly fast, and even more bizarre was the spiritual power wrapped around the blade - that was not an ordinary blessing, but a forbidden technique that engraved the concept of "cutting off" into the blade.

"A very fast knife."

Yang Liu casually touched the blood on her shoulder, but there was no wound under the blood.

Yoshioka's knife just now was so fast that it even cut off Yang Liu's entire shoulder.

But because his knife was too fast, the wound was too smooth, causing Yang Liu's body to lose almost no mass. The black halo in his body repaired the wound in the blink of an eye.

Yoshioka's eyes almost popped out when he saw this scene: "I clearly hit it just now, but it has healed already? You are the real monster!"

Yang Liu tilted her head: "Thank you for the compliment?"

"I didn't compliment you! I always feel that this sentence is very familiar, but it should be someone else who said this to me."

Yoshioka complained and got back into position: "Come again!"

He stepped forward, thrusting one blade forward and slashing down from above with the other.

The two swords move in unison, forming a dense attack rhythm.

Yoshioka is not only fierce and sharp, but also has flexible and varied moves, including both straight line attacks and curved slashes, both one-handed operations and two-handed coordination. Through his attack moves that are difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, he confuses the enemy's vision and makes it difficult for the enemy to grasp his attack patterns.

Faced with such an attack, Yang Liu could only dodge awkwardly. If he couldn't dodge anymore, he had to block it with the rebar hammer in his hand.

(End of this chapter)