The head of the Yuan family does not want to be reincarnated in the Chanyuan

Chapter 415 Patrol

"Master Patriarch." Yuan Muyan appeared beside Yuan Manzhong like a ghost. When he appeared behind him for half a second, there was a wave of air and explosions under his feet. The flowers, plants and trees behind him were like a gust of wind. Being ruthlessly broken and blown away, the tied ponytail was also swaying in the wind, "Do you need me to go?"

Yuan Muyan flicked the spear/spear in his hand, it was as bright and beautiful as if he had never fought. Under the high-speed action, the first thing that touched the body of the curse spirit was no longer the weapon, but the one that was compressed to the extreme. The air and the wind, the blood droplets that vainly splashed on the spear/spear will also be carried away by the airflow, and this is obviously not his full strength.

If it is really a state of full release of spells, even with the blessing of mantra, his body will be under tremendous pressure, and at the same time, his senses will appear in a "semi-closed" state because they can't keep up with his speed.Take the eyes as an example. At that time, his eyes could only see blurred shadows, and what he presented was a completely distorted posture. He couldn't tell what it was, let alone enemy or friend.

But at the same time, his lethality will also reach the maximum. To use a vivid description: Have you ever felt what it feels like to be hit head-on by a high-speed rail?Of course, this is an exaggerated statement, but at that time, there was only one thing Yuan Muyan could do, and that was to feel something in front of his eyes, and then waved his weapon.

There is nothing in front of him that he can't destroy, everything is as fragile as a piece of white paper, time is infinitely slowed down in his senses, and naturally he can't tell when he should stop, so he never Develop the technique to the extreme, after all, at that time, the killing of the enemy and the enemy is the same.

So this is why he is always the first to rush up where he appears, and now he has pierced the battlefield, and quietly returned to Yuan Manzhong's side to look at Yuan Manshuo The situation over there, frowned and asked if he needed to go to Luezhen.

"Not for the time being." Yuan Manzhong hardly took his eyes off Yuan Manshuo. He knew that Shuo's spell power hadn't been consumed, and the spell spirit on the opposite side was not too powerful. suitable."

Yuan Muyan nodded, stretched out his hand and waved it to the side. The conjurer of the Yuan family who wanted to deal with this first-level curse spirit received the signal, and the attack subtly avoided it, and faintly surrounded it. The venue was cleared.In order to prevent the interference of other spell spirits, they dragged the spell spirits away or simply cleaned them up. For a while, there seemed to be an invisible "vacuum belt" around Yuan Manshuo and this first-level spell spirit.

"I can accept it intellectually. After all, Yuan Manshuo has been surrounded by special grades and first grades since he was a child, but emotionally, I still feel that this kind of behavior is quite insane." An Geji rubbed her forehead and complained painfully, "Even if it is five Wu didn't do that, did he?"

"Indeed not." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin and said.

"Look, I'll just say..."

"But I was offered a reward of 1 million yuan just after I was born." Gojo Gojo said eloquently, so He Shuo's situation is similar.

Gojo Satoru: Pride.jpg.

"...What exactly do you want to express?" An Geji's eyes lost their highlights. Can this guy's brain circuit be normal?If the price of becoming the strongest is brain problems, she feels that maybe she doesn't need to care about strength so much.

Chanyuan Shi'er looked at Yuan Manshuo distractedly, he blinked slowly, he couldn't help stroking the scar on the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and then pressed down heavily, a very slight pain was transmitted from his nerves to the brain and then It spread to the whole body, and in that moment he even felt more awake than those serious injuries he had suffered.

He was quiet, didn't make the slightest sound, and naturally no one was paying attention, but maybe he didn't need anyone to pay attention to him at this time.He just lowered his head and lowered the brim of his hat to cover his eyes, then leaned his back against the cliff and relaxed his back.The sound of the battle seemed to have become a melodious piece of music at this moment. Chanyuan didn't even know what he thought of, or for a moment he didn't know what flashed through his mind, he just raised it up bit by bit. The corners of his lips were covered, and even the scars were stained with a pure smile.

At this moment, Zenyuan Hui suddenly turned around and looked at him with some doubts. What is this guy doing inexplicably?But in his mind, sometimes individuals are even more important than the monastery, let alone Shuo now.So he quickly gave up his plan to ponder the behavior and psychology of Zenyuan Shier, and turned his head to watch Yuan Manshuo's battle scene with a little nervousness.

Cutting off the head on the long neck seemed to cause little damage to it. Yuan Manshuo calmly watched the cross-section of the neck without the head wriggling, a small bulge appeared on it, and then rapidly expanded. The "afterbirth" of his body was shattered, and a brand new head that was almost indistinguishable from before grew out again.

His eyes slowly fell on the torso in the center, which is tightly protected by countless heads flying in the air, like clusters of fallen leaves, no matter how much it falls, it will only affect its appearance, and the only way to cut off the trunk , Dig out the root system to make it really die.

Yuan Manshuo thought this way, and the spell power gradually spread to the long knife in his hand. He raised his eyes to look at this first-level spell spirit, his knees were slightly bent, the toes of his retreating right foot were turned backwards, his hands were raised and his body was lowered, Accompanied by the clear sound of the blade, his figure instantly disappeared in place.

The curse spirit seemed to sense the danger coming, it raised its head and let out a roar, its several heads were like swarms of piranhas smelling blood in the river, their sharp teeth intertwined and made a cracking sound, moving towards the source Man Shuo rushed over from the direction.

The sharp blade cut into the scales, pierced the flesh, and a cloud of blood rain was woven into an airtight satin, like a blood-colored cloak fluttering on Yuan Manshuo's back, and then splashed on the ground.The falling heads were like bead curtains blowing in the wind, colliding with each other and making a sound, the next moment, the silk thread that strung them was suddenly broken, and the beads, regardless of the variety, fell to the ground and rolled around.

The blood drops that had not yet had time to fall reflected a strange beauty in the sunlight, but when they brushed Yuan Manshuo's hair and clothes in the air, they seemed to suddenly lose their brilliance, becoming a monotonous decoration, and finally fell on the ground. There were subtle and hasty sounds from the blade and grass stems, but they joined the "playing" of the battle without any disobedience, like the drums played by the companion.

The wind blowing up the blade brought soft petals, Yuan Manshuo's black eyes seemed to have a light and pleasant smile, his body relaxed, his steps were light, the long knife in his hand was like the condensed moonlight It was poured into a head, and the neck connected to this head suddenly climbed up and shook, as if it wanted to shake Yuan Manshuo off.

Yuan Manshuo's arm pushed down, and under the action of gravity, the long knife cut off the lower jaw effortlessly, and sliced ​​open along the python-like neck.Yuan Manshuo's body slid down like a slide. When approaching the torso of the curse spirit, he resolutely pulled out the long knife, jumped in mid-air, and stabbed towards the curse spirit's body.

The sound of the wind whizzed past Yuan Manshuo's ears, but it seemed to be whispering, but at this moment, the torso was split from the middle, revealing the central millstone like an open flower, with several sharp tongues coming from inside. Stretched out and rolled towards Yuan Manshuo, at the same time, the long neck that was left behind by his severed head turned around at this time, twisted and converged into a giant long worm, with its mouthparts spinning towards him The back rushed straight away.

"Be careful!" Ye Qiangwei Nazaki shouted nervously, Zenyuanhui lost all expression at this time, only the two faces of Su Nuo and Yuan Qingzhi looked calm, and even the former showed a kind of embarrassing expression. a happy expression.

"I said, what do you think of Yuan?" Two-faced Su Nuo raised his eyebrows. He had felt for a long time whether the people around Yuan always had some illusions about that guy. Power and power are all in your pocket, even when you are young, do you really treat him as a "normal person"?

"What did you say?!"

Yuan Manshuo felt the strong wind coming from behind, but there was a slight smile on his face, his body shifted subtly in the air, and then... the magic power rose like the rising sun.

Yuan Muyan——operation——[Juechen].

The figure of Yuan Manshuo seemed to be still in the air, but in the next second, he appeared behind the mantra spirit with flowing clouds, piercing screams, and the tongue like the tentacles protruding out of the sea anemone responded. The "giant python" formed by the fusion of countless long necks did not have time to stop, and poured directly into it, making a tearing sound and a loud bang.

"The control is still not very good, and it seems that this torso is just a 'skin' and a 'shell', the main body is still hidden in the depths, otherwise it should be solved." Yuan Manshuo turned around and looked at the body that was captured by himself. The mantra, who was pierced by limbs but still stood up tremblingly, said to himself with some dissatisfaction, "I don't have time to find out where the 'core' is, let me think about it..."

Yuan Manshuo looked around, and saw a Yuan family conjurer wiping the blood on his face with the back of his hand, his eyes lit up immediately: "Ning Dong, lend me your spell."

Yuan Ningdong was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Yes, Master Shuo."

Yuan Manshuo's figure flashed, dodging the attack of the curse spirit whose spell power had obviously dropped by a notch. When Yuan Ningdong used the spell, the spell power was analyzed and copied in front of his eyes, forming a vague spell mark , Yuan Manshuo turned around, a thin layer of light appeared in his eyes.

Yuan Ningdong——Spell——[Fatal].