Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 628

Chapter 617 Black Moon

“laugh!”

The monster in front of him was divided into two by the sword of fate.

The black land greedily swallowed their corpses, and it didn’t take long for the surroundings to return to normal.

Before the comparison, Roger’s feeling did not go wrong, his strength did not increase, but the feeling of strength was always there.

This makes Roger a little strange.

When the shadow hut absorbs the cursed items that Roger turned in when the level is relatively low, it will automatically feed back some mental power to Roger.

This was after the Shadow House was upgraded to level ten, Roger once again assimilated the Shadow Fragments.

He thought for a while, and returned to the area covered by the hunter’s hut again.

With the passage of time, the physical changes gradually appeared. That powerful feeling is not an illusion, because in the area covered by the hunter’s hut, Roger can always feel the delicate capture of the changes in the surrounding environment.

The energy in this world is no longer chaotic in his eyes. Looking into the distance, he can even discern some directions vaguely.

There is no fixed reference, and naturally there is no difference between southeast and northwest, but Roger can almost instinctively perceive where he is.

He began to realize that after reaching level ten, the assimilation of other shadow fragments brought about not the increase in the upper limit of spiritual power.

It’s a kind of feeling, or affinity for the world.

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly thought of the words that the mountain girl had said.

There is no way to describe the rules of the world, but at this moment, Roger can clearly feel that he is blending into it.

It turned out to be so.

The body disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had returned to Kyle Morhan’s training ground.

At this time, there was no one on the training ground, Roger drew out the sword of fate, 33 kinds of swordsmanship flowed in his heart, his body shape moved, and he quickly noticed the change.

The profound principles of every kind of swordsmanship are very clear before his eyes.

This was something Roger had never experienced before, far beyond his state when he activated the Aura Residency.

After all, one is understanding, and the other is crude cracking.

All aspects were unfolded before Roger’s eyes like anatomy.

This allows him to skip a certain stage and can freely extract the part that suits him.

This is not from the help of the hunter’s cabin, but as the owner of the hunter’s cabin, after assimilating the shadow fragments, Roger naturally possesses an ability.

Roger also doesn’t know whether this ability will disappear over time, but at least with this weird blessing, his swordsmanship practice speed will leap forward.

At the same time, the advantages of Yata’s inheritance began to emerge.

Yata-ryu’s swordsmanship inheritance, while practicing swordsmanship, it also stimulates the growth of one’s own spiritual power.

Compared with other genres, the difficulty index of Yata-ryu is much higher, and it is getting harder and harder from beginning to end.

But correspondingly, the growth rate of spiritual power is also getting faster and faster, and the same level is much stronger than other genres.

Entering the level of the sword master, it will instantly widen the gap.

Roger even believes that there is an almost unreasonable rule at the core of Yata-ryu swordsmanship. It seems that people who have practiced Yata-ryu swordsmanship, such as celebrities, have never worried about their lack of spiritual power.

What I think about every moment is the precision of swordsmanship.

As long as the swordsmanship reaches a certain standard, the tide will rise, and the spiritual power will also increase.

And now, at this stage of cultivation, accumulating and accumulating, these advantages are also reflected in Roger.

The deeper the understanding, the faster the swordsmanship will be improved, and at the same time the spiritual power will also grow forward by leaps and bounds.

At all times, Roger could feel his strength.

Swordsmanship training naturally cannot be done behind closed doors. For Roger, fighting is the best method, but if you leave the area covered by the hunter’s hut, that special bonus will disappear.

With a move in his heart, Roger felt it was time to go out and make some trouble.

The Yata celebrities should be hiding in Samurai, but Tengu Shrine should be willing to let themselves learn a wave of experience.

Just do what he thinks and return to the ordinary world, and then he plans to take the initiative to attack.

In the next period of time, the news of the destruction of Himesanto Shrine spread throughout the world, and various forces were speculating while watching the next move of Tengu Shrine.

Although there are occasional frictions between the shrines and the shrines, there are very few incidents where the shrines are directly destroyed. However, before the reaction from the Tengu Shrine, Roger took the initiative to attack.

Frequent harassment of several other branch shrines.

Tengu Shrine has 8 branches, one was destroyed by Roger, one was killed by Yata celebrities, and the remaining six, most likely all belonged to the former Tengu God Lord.

With the ability to touch the shadows, Roger hit and ran away, and then deliberately left some clues and appeared near the hunter’s cabin, waiting for the opponent to take the initiative to find the door.

After fighting and fighting, the swordsmanship grew rapidly. In this process, Roger even fought with the Lanying God Lord several times from a distance.

It is a pity that Sunmu Gushan has always been incarnate as a rock, and didn’t often go home to see it, otherwise the ability to kill will be activated, and coupled with the state, Roger is really confident that the Lord Lanying will stay forever.

“Thirty-two!”

The spiritual power in his body became more and more vigorous, and the continuous fighting caused him to grow rapidly, and it would not take long for the nine-tailed state to be achieved.

For cats, this is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Withdrawing the sword of fate, and hearing the angry roar from a distance, Roger knew that it was time for him to leave here.

The first few times, if he hadn’t ran in time, he would have faced more than the Lanying Divine Lord at the same time.

“I don’t know how far their plans are.”

Roger had a hunch that it would not take long for a battle to break out.

No matter which party completes their plan first, it will gain an overwhelming advantage.

But at the same time, any shot from either side is an opportunity for Roger.

He needs someone to pin the Jackdaw Sword Master so that he can fully deal with the Yata celebrities.

“not enough.”

“The Nine Tails are far from enough.”

What Roger needs is not a close match, but a crushing victory!

He was wary in his heart, after all, it has been too long for the Yata celebrities to enter the second stage of the fourth stage, and he might take that step at any time.

What’s more, not long ago, he almost died in a pinch between himself and the Shadow Elder.

In addition, the advancement of the Spirit Sword Project may also increase the combat effectiveness of Yata celebrities in disguise.

Leaving the area controlled by Tengu Shrine, Roger walked all the way to the direction of Qinglu Mountain.

…………

Samkawa.

The scenery here is the same throughout the year, and over time it might even make people suspect that everyone is constantly circulating on the same day.

The orange sun hung in the sky, and the entire Samurai River was clean without any filth.

A row of clear footprints came up to the top of the mountain.

“Master Sword Master.”

Excitement was suppressed in Morita Dohir’s voice.

He looked old and thin, but his eyes were wide, and there was a glorious light in him.

“I made it!”

Wow.

The door opened, and two figures, one tall and one low, were sitting in the room.

Morita Dohiro walked quickly into it. He came to the Jackdaw Sword Master and put the box he was holding on the table.

“The effect of the ever dark flower is much better than imagined. That flower contains a lot of energy. This is our luck. I thought I had failed several times in the process…”

Morita Dohiro muttered to himself excitedly.

The Jackdaw Sword Master squinted his eyes without interrupting him. After a while, until the Yata celebrity’s face showed a trace of impatience, Morita Dohiro seemed to notice something.

“Please forgive Master Sword Master, I’m so excited.”

“Crack.”

With a soft sound, the wooden box opened, and the Yata celebrity who was sitting on the side could not help but straighten his waist, even he was very curious about this weapon.

But he was disappointed.

The box is not a weapon with cold light, but a large pool of liquid that constantly changes colors. The thing exudes a metallic luster, and it also contains vitality.

The Yata celebrities even felt the unique atmosphere of the three-legged Uzbek in the box.

“What is this?” he couldn’t help asking.

“This is the spirit sword.”

Morita Dohiro looked proud.

The Jackdaw Sword Master stretched out the palm of the dead tree, and his skin was as thin as paper. At this time, the Jackdaw Sword Master was already thin.

But when his finger touched the flowing liquid, something strange happened.

The liquid flowed automatically into the palm of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and then spread forward. In the blink of an eye, a pale weapon appeared in front of his eyes.

Like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword.

The width is only two and a half, narrow and sharp, the whole is pale, the spine of the sword is straight, but it is slightly curved at the top.

At the top of the hilt is a three-legged black crow with sharp beaks and sharp eyes.

The Jackdaw Sword Master stretched out his other hand and slowly stroked it across the blade.

Click, click, click.

The palm of the hand rubbed against the blade, as if sliding over a rock.

“Does it have a name?”

“That is your right.”

Morita Dohiro bowed and replied.

“Then it’s called Black Moon.”

A smile appeared on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Immediately after he squeezed the palm of his hand, the black energy on his body rushed into the weapon in his hand at an extremely fast speed.

Slowly, the power of the body faded, but the body of the Jackdaw Sword Master became full.

The wrinkles on the skin disappeared and the muscles became full. It didn’t take long for him to change his old age, his eyes were sharp, his waist straightened, and he looked dozens of years younger!

“Not bad.”

“It’s much stronger than the experimental product last time. It contained so much power without any response.”

The Jackdaw Sword Master gave a satisfied smile.

“Now the question of conversion is left.”

“There are swordsmen…”

Morita Dohiro added quietly.

“Have you not found a suitable candidate?” Yata celebrity asked.

“no.”

“Other candidates will seriously affect the strength of Lord Sword Master.”

“Isn’t it the best candidate to build a corner?”

Yata celebrity asked.

“Yes, he really is.” Morita Dohiro nodded.

“But he didn’t want to.”

“The sword bearer is not a puppet. If he is willing to cooperate, we will have less trouble.”

Morita Dohiro added.

“Then let him agree!”

The Yata celebrity sneered, “Leave this to me.”

He nodded to the Jackdaw Sword Master, “Don’t worry, father, it won’t be long before he will come here on his own initiative.”

“What are you going to do?” the Jackdaw Sword Master asked.

“Don’t worry, I know how to measure.”

The Yata celebrity looked at his father. One of his eyes was completely pale, and the color of the other eye also changed, gradually turning to pale.

Prior to this, in non-combat situations, one eyeball of Yata celebrities was white and the other was black. At this time, there was a change.

This means that his own power has also changed.

“As long as you know.”

The Jackdaw Sword Master looked at his son, “It seems that you have already made a choice.”

The Yata celebrity nodded, “It should have been so long ago. Even if I am not reconciled, I can only face this reality. This is the ceiling of my strength.”

After speaking, he turned and left.

Being able to enter the level of the sword master is the limit of Yata celebrities. He has been accumulating strength and hopes to improve to a relatively high level as much as possible after being promoted.

But the battle with Roger caused Yata celebrities to be hit hard, and he had to take that step.

The heavy soles of his feet left a deep footprint on the snow, and he walked toward the courtyard where Yata Jiankaku was in the wind and snow.

The snow was fluttering, and the sky changed again on the top of the cold river. Snow flew down like flies, the courtyard door was closed, and Yata built a corner sitting in the hall of the veranda.

In front of him was an empty courtyard, which belonged to Nao Yuki, since the last time he came down from Samurai.

In the past two months, he has been living here without going out or seeing anyone.

Jian Jiao wore a black crow feather robe and soft fox skin around his neck. He wore tightly.

There was a brazier beside the low table where I was sitting cross-legged.

But even so, the tip of Jianjiao’s nose and fingers are slightly reddish.

Having taken all his strength away, he now has only a physical quality far beyond ordinary people.

But here is Hanchuan, and the temperature is much lower than outside. With his current physical fitness, he also needs to do some proper warmth here.

“Master Jianjiao, what are you thinking?”

A woman in a snow-white robe with long hair leaned over gently.

She pressed her against Jianjiao’s shoulder, and wrapped one hand around Jianjiao’s arm.

“nothing.”

“It’s a rare peace.” Jian Jiao shook his head with a wry smile.

“I thought that only death would have such a quiet, but I didn’t expect to face one day when I was alive.”

Nao Yuki didn’t say anything, but tightened her arm tighter.

Although very selfish, she longed for this kind of life deep down in her heart, and even hoped to live like this forever.

Humm!

A majestic figure fell from the sky and hit the ground with a loud noise, the surrounding snowflakes splashed, and the snow was stained with dirt.

Quietness was destroyed, Jian Jiao frowned, watching the celebrities who appeared in the courtyard.

“What are you doing here?”

He waved his hand to signal Nao Yuki to step back.

Yuki Nao didn’t say anything, bowed to Yata’s fashion gift, and then slowly backed away.

With a weird smile on the face of the Yata celebrity, he stared at Nao Yuki intently.

“good very good.”

He said intentionally.

The muscles on Nao Yuki’s body tightened suddenly, and Yata’s celebrity eyes fell on her, making her feel as if the sword was resting on it.

“Celebrity, what are you going to do?!”

Jianjiao raises his voice.

“nothing.”

The Yata celebrity looked back.

“This woman is good.”

“very good.”

Jian Jiao’s face instantly darkened.