stonecrandall Chapter 403 You can't kill me!
Chapter 403 You can't kill me!
Chapter 403 You Can't Kill Me!
Looking at Feiduan who was regrouping and charging forward madly, he was not surprised at all.
The lightning armor covered his entire body, and his eyes became extremely sharp.
“Ding ding ding ding ding!!!!!!~”
Fists were flying.
From the outside, it seemed that Suzumiya Musashi turned into a ball of flashing lightning, fighting with the swift-moving Hidan.
"too slow!"
"too slow!"
"Hidan, you're too slow!"
"Is this what you call the power of the evil god?"
"It seems, not so good."
"Ah!!!!" Feiduan was furious and increased the frequency of his attacks again.
However, no matter how much strength he exerted, no matter how he squeezed the potential of his body, Suzumiya Musashi on the opposite side could always easily cut off his attacks.
With fists and feet as fast as lightning, he could always react accurately before the attack arrived.
He was swinging his sickle like the wind, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. He could only watch helplessly as his opponent's fists and feet struck accurately on the hilt of his sickle, rendering all his moves useless.
"too weak."
"Your power is too weak."
"Is your evil god a useless piece of shit who hasn't been weaned off?"
"You are not allowed to insult the evil god!!!" Feiduan roared.
He vented his anger frantically, but found in despair that it had no effect at all.
The man in front of him was the most incomprehensible and the most frightening enemy he had ever met.
Obviously just a mortal.
It's just a body made of flesh and blood, how can it be so strong!
In the ninja world, besides Ai from the Hidden Cloud Village, when did another physical skill monster like this appear?
"Bang!!!!~" A violent force burst out from the fist, knocking Feiduan back dozens of meters with one blow.
Suzumiya Musashi looked ahead, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
"that's it?"
How is Feidan's strength? It's still pretty good.
The opponent's physical skills and swordsmanship surpassed those of ordinary elite jonin, and had the close combat level of a Kage-level ninja. In fact, it was precisely with such close combat strength that the opponent, through the cooperation of his teammates, injured the enemy in battle and obtained the enemy's blood.
Then, use the opponent's blood to complete the evil god's ritual and defeat the opponent. This method is almost always successful as long as you avoid the few powerful taijutsu masters and the shadow of the great country in the ninja world.
But the person he was facing was Suzumiya Musashi.
A ninja who develops his body to the extreme and practices physical skills to the point of abnormality.
Although Hidan's close combat ability is strong, in the eyes of Suzumiya Musashi, he is merely ok.
He does not use large-scale ninjutsu, does not have a unique high-intensity attack method, and only has close combat strength combined with the evil god's strange ritual. When the weakness of the ritual is known in advance, Feiduan is naturally resistant to such a ninja.
Faced with Suzumiya Musashi's disdainful reaction, Feidan was extremely angry.
"That's it!? What do you mean by that!?"
"What do you mean! Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Of course I know what I'm talking about." Suzumiya Musashi frowned, annoyed by Feidan's shouting.
He said: "I mean, your so-called evil god power is nothing more than this."
"A mediocre close combat."
"A ghost ritual that doesn't have much advantage once you know about it."
"Even if you have killed many enemies, it cannot cover up the fact that... you are weak."
"You are so weak in front of me."
"With just this level of skill, you are flaunting yourself in the ninja world. Does your evil god know how ridiculous you are?"
Hidan choked.
He stared at Suzumiya Musashi, his expression changing constantly as if by magic.
He wanted to refute Suzumiya Musashi, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. He wanted to kill him, but found that he had no way.
What the other party said was right. In front of Suzumiya Musashi, he... was indeed very weak.
This fact made Feidan extremely angry.
It's called impotent rage.
"I have no interest in the evil god anymore." Suzumiya Musashi's eyes became colder and colder: "So you can go die."
Hearing this, it was as if Feidan had grasped the last straw and finally found a way to fight back against Suzumiya Musashi.
He looked at Suzumiya Musashi and sneered loudly.
“Hahahaha…hahahahahahaha!!!”
The sneer turned into laughter, and Feiduan even laughed to the point of tears and bending over with laughter.
"ignorance!"
"madness!"
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Kill me? Just by you?"
"Great evil god, I tell you, you will never be able to kill me!"
"I am immortal!!!"
Suzumiya Musashi tilted his head slightly.
"Oh~"
"Then let's make a bet."
"Just bet on whether I can kill you."
An exaggerated mocking expression appeared on Hidan's face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Suzumiya Musashi had already taken action.
"Bang!!!!" The sudden punch came at him, causing the wind to whistle. Under the terrifying force, Feiduan reflexively raised the half-broken sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him, followed by a loud bang.
The fist hit the hilt of the knife.
The fierce force made Feidan doubt his life.
A huge force came upon him, and in just a moment, the knuckles of his hands broke, his arms made crackling sounds, and the whole person was thrown out by this force.
Almost at the same time, Suzumiya Musashi hooked his hands and changed hands with the sickle!
He transferred the sickle to his right hand, held it with one hand, and then rushed forward!
Huh, huh, huh! ! ! ! ~
The knife light is like a curtain.
Hidan still wanted to resist, but he was unable to do so. He could only watch as the sword curtain wielded by Suzumiya Musashi enveloped him.
Then, severe pain came.
Blood is splattering.
* is falling.
Feiduan's body kept shaking in the air, and under the cutting of the blade, his weight became lighter and lighter.
Just like Ling*.
gradually.
The flesh and blood dried up, leaving only a skeleton. The skeleton broke into pieces, leaving only a skull.
The tragic situation of the wooden man before made Suzumiya Musashi's accumulated anger and murderous intent break through the limit of his patience, and he rarely used cruel means.
When a solitary skull fell into the dust, he stopped.
"how do you feel?"
This feels like it's going to hurt like hell, Hidan thought.
The blade was moving too fast. After one cut, he could only feel numbness. But after ten or a hundred cuts, the pain was like a tide, transmitting to his brain in waves.
"It feels so-so." With only a skull left, Feiduan had a ferocious look on his face and was still chattering.
"Is this all you have?"
"I tell you, you can't kill me!"
"Even if you chop me into paste, even if you grind my bones to dust, you can't kill me!"
"My soul has been dedicated to the great evil god! As long as the evil god is not destroyed, I will never die!"