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Chapter 101 Oni Warrior

Ying Shui Kingdom, Port: "Since we're going to get stabbed anyway, let's set off."

Fujino Seiran agreed to Mo Lan's suggestion, so Kiyono Genichiro got up and made preparations for departure.

Ji Yunting then came to Mo Lan's side and whispered in his ear, "Commander, our men have searched the surrounding area and found no other suspicious traces."

Mo Lan nodded and instructed, "From now on, everyone stay alert. The whole of Japan probably knows that we have the stone slab in our hands."

"yes!"

Soon, both sides replenished their fresh water and dry rations and began their journey to Kyoto along the route through the Xiashan Kingdom.

With their exceptional walking ability, they should be able to reach Kyoto by morning if all goes well.

On the way, Mo Lan casually leaned against the haystack of the carriage, covered her face with a book, and began to take a nap.

Fujino Seiran, who was riding a horse nearby, raised an eyebrow upon seeing this, thinking to himself that this guy was too casual.

This is at least a 100% complete real-world instance, so the final boss is probably at least a near-Special Rank.

After traveling for about two hours, the sun gradually set, and the group ventured deep into a bamboo forest.

As Fujino Seiran drank his water, he wondered when that great demon would suddenly appear.

"Someone's coming."

Suddenly, Mo Lan put down the novel she was reading and calmly reminded her.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yunting and the other two immediately drew their embroidered spring knives and stood guard around Mo Lan's carriage.

Swish swish!

The other Imperial Guards also drew their gleaming silver knives, their eyes wary, keeping a close watch on their surroundings.

"Huh?" Fujino Seiran frowned, his eyes full of doubt. "Where is anyone? I didn't sense anyone."

He considered himself to have good perception; if someone approached, he couldn't possibly be completely unaware.

Mo Lan slowly sat up, squinted and stretched, then glanced around and looked at a certain place deep in the bamboo forest.

"We've really been discovered?!"

In the darkness, a figure saw this and no longer hesitated, raising the crossbow in his hand and shooting it into the sky.

Arrows with trails of flame exploded in mid-air, and then the warriors who had been lying in ambush outside the bamboo forest drew their bows and fired arrows at the caravan.

shhhhhh!

Arrows rained down from the sky.

"Enemy attack!"

"careful!!"

Kiyono Genichiro shouted.

The warriors he brought were quite experienced, and after a volley of arrows, there weren't too many casualties.

On Mo Lan's side, the Imperial Guards were all unharmed, as this level of attack was nothing to them.

"charge!"

Outside the bamboo forest, a large group of warriors charged towards them.

"Someone who overestimates himself."

Fujino Seiran looked at him with disdain.

He drew his long sword from his waist and slashed horizontally, unleashing an invisible gust of wind that swept across the bamboo forest in front of him.

*Pfft pfft!*

One by one, heads flew high into the air along with the bamboo.

Although they managed to repel one group, even more warriors rushed in from all directions through the bamboo forest.

After the two sides clashed, Ji Yunting and his two companions charged in and out of the fray seven times, their swordsmanship, honed to perfection, leaving a trail of heads rolling in their wake.

Even Kiyono Genichiro, who frequently went to the battlefield, was shocked by the fighting power of Ji Yunting and the other Imperial Guards.

These elite troops are almost all of the same strength as the leaders of their respective countries, and Ji Yunting and his two companions are even worthy of being named generals.

"Still not showing yourself... This game of hide-and-seek isn't fun anymore."

Just then, Mo Lan, who had been sitting in the carriage, wary of some guy deep in the bamboo forest, gradually became somewhat disappointed.

He slowly stood up, and from the swirling space, he pulled out May Rain and tossed it gently in the air.

Sa!

In the bamboo forest, a large katana was suddenly thrown out, its power and speed so fast that Fujino Seiran's heart skipped a beat.

Clang!

Mo Lan caught May Rain in mid-air, precisely intercepting the large katana that had been thrown, and knocked it into the muddy ground beside her.

As the man in the bamboo forest raised his hand, the katana flew back into his hand, and Mo Lan was able to see his full appearance.

It was a man dressed in samurai armor, with a burly body like a bull, wearing a blue-faced, fanged Hannya mask, like a demon.

Name: Unknown.

Hazard Level: 3.8

Upon seeing the family crest on the other man's body, Kiyono Genichiro exclaimed in shock, "That guy is Ishida Karten, the 'Demon Samurai' of the Kujo family!"

"I never expected to see you here, Genichiro."

The demon warrior raised his greatsword, his voice low and menacing: "If you know what's good for you, get out of my way."

"My only goal is the Immortal Stone."

His gaze was fixed intently on Mo Lan.

"You want to kill me?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan couldn't help but smile slightly: "Then let's give it a try."

"But before that, let's clear the area first."

As Mo Lan spoke, he raised his right hand, and a mass of blood, compressed to its limit, was churning in his palm.

The next second, the blood sphere suddenly exploded, and the blood compressed to its limit within it transformed into hundreds and thousands of arrows that shot out.

Hundred-fold Supernova!

Under Mo Lan's precise control, these blood arrows seemed to have self-awareness, automatically recognizing friend from foe, and even changing direction.

The demon warrior raised his katana and cleaved the incoming arrow of blood in two, white mist slowly dissipating from beneath his Hannya mask.

Thump thump!!

All the samurai and ninjas he brought fell under this volley of arrows, not one was left alive.

Even Fujino Seiran was taken aback by Mo Lan's move.

In terms of clearing out mobs in group battles, the Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique is still too useful. With Mo Lan's current terrifying mental strength, this move can be called a god-tier skill for crushing weak opponents.

"It's okay now."

Mo Lan extinguished the blood in her palm with one hand and slowly beckoned to the Oni Warrior: "Come on."

thumping!

The demon warrior shattered the ground beneath his feet and appeared before Mo Lan, raising his heavy greatsword and slashing down fiercely.

However, Mo Lan simply turned slightly to the side and dodged the opponent's sudden attack.

The demon warrior's katana only severed a few strands of his long, black hair, but the carriage behind Mo Lan, along with a large area of ​​land, was cleaved in two by the sword energy.

This shows how terrifying the power of this strike is, but if it misses, it's just brute force.

"The strength is good, but the speed is too slow."

Mo Lan spoke casually, glancing at Fujino Seiran and pointing in a direction with her thumb: "One of them ran away over by the bamboo forest. Could you please go and chase after it?"

Tsk.

Fujino Seiran grumbled, but considering Mo Lan's request and that they were allies, he immediately turned and headed in that direction.

boom!!

The Oni Samurai slashed horizontally at Mo Lan, who was talking to Fujino Seiran, with a force that seemed to cut through the air itself.

He was angry at being ignored.

"Be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Kiyono Genichiro's heart nearly jumped out of his chest.

"Don't rush..."

Mo Lan stepped back, stopping Ji Yunting and the other two who wanted to step forward, while slowly walking with the ghost warrior.

Both sides are looking for weaknesses in the other's defenses.

Genichiro Kiyono watched this scene from the side, feeling his heart pounding faster than ever before.

Is this what a true powerhouse is...?

"All you do is hide? If you're so capable, fight me fair and square!"

The demon warrior exhaled a puff of white mist from behind his mask, his voice sounding exceptionally somber and angry.

"sure."

Mo Lan shrugged and then stood still.

Seizing the momentary opportunity, the Oni Samurai unleashed a red mist around himself, instantly reaching an even faster speed than before.

He rushed in front of Mo Lan and slashed straight at her vitals with his sword.

Unexpectedly, Mo Lan's figure flashed past him in the next second.

""eight"."

"Pfft!"

"What...!" The Oni Samurai's pupils shrank.

His body froze on the spot as two slashes neatly sliced ​​his massive body into three pieces.

Mo Lan's figure had already appeared behind him, with a trace of blood trickling from her left hand.

After the Red Moon Tournament, Mo Lan's strength has undergone a qualitative leap. What used to be a tough battle against a 3.8 is now just a piece of cake for him.

"Thump!"

The demon warrior collapsed to the ground, struggling, and said incredulously, "Who...who are you?"

Mo Lan turned around, smoothed her bangs, and chuckled, "Me? Lan Meng, a commander of the Imperial Guard of the Ming Dynasty and a special envoy to Japan personally appointed by the Emperor Wanshou."

""

Hey, you finally asked! I've been holding this in for ages.