Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

The long knife in her hand left a shallow wound on the curse's arm, and the curse let go in pain.

Takahashi Chinatsu returned the knife and landed steadily, at the same time opening her arms to barely catch the falling Sato. Sato Sakura, with snot and tears on her face, hugged Takahashi Chinatsu's neck tightly, and Takahashi chuckled and put his forehead against hers.

Su Ze: ?(?'?'? ?)?

"Isn't this right?" Su Ze was distracted. He was wondering why Takahashi Chinatsu's sword could actually break the curse, while he was controlling the movements of two flying swords at the same time.

The white flying sword went straight into the curse's mouth, then danced wildly inside the curse, while the golden flying sword flew back and forth outside the guy's body, directly piercing through the curse's bloated body, circling in the air for half a circle before piercing into the curse again. It was extremely sharp and invincible.

"Senior Takahashi! Take everyone to the southwest corner... hide by the red car over there--" Su Ze turned his back to the crowd and shouted, "Don't move, don't run around, someone will come to rescue you!"

“Ozawa, what are you going to do…?” The lively boy’s tone was full of worry.

"I can handle it, let's go!" Su Ze said firmly.

The gold and white swords corresponding to the Qian and Dui hexagrams complement each other and have remarkable effects. The fat curse was filled with greasy blood, and it finally found the culprit who made it so miserable. The pair of eyes as bright as electric lights stared at Su Ze, picked up the fly head in his hand and smashed it at Su Ze. His legs were instantly covered with thick white gas, and he kicked back and rushed to the other side quickly. The fly head smashed a deep pit in the ground, and bricks and stones flew.

He began to make hand gestures, and the flying sword in the cursed body tore into the cursed body, while the small golden sword as long as a chopstick outside pierced through the holes.

The people in the southwest corner were stunned by the flying cement and the cars being crushed. Everything they saw was far beyond common sense.

Not to mention the invisible wall of air, the fact that Su Ze, who was with him everyday, could control the "flying sword" was enough to make people puzzled. And the object Su Ze was fighting was an invisible monster...

Takahashi put down Sato Sakura from her arms, looked at her hands and the long sword, the blade seemed to flash with light, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

On the other side, Su Ze slid smoothly from the side of the raised ground, and then his fist fell and cracked the ground again. Su Ze kicked the ground hard and stood behind the bloated curse. He stopped the seal in his hand and muttered softly.

"break."

The two flying swords instantly merged into one, spinning straight towards the center of Curse's brows, and a mysterious white light flashed.

The next moment, the bloated curse began to dissipate piece by piece. It looked at Su Ze with resentment, but Su half-closed his eyes and didn't care.

Fragments of white light gathered from the curse, and then swayed and gathered around Su Ze. He stretched out a finger to touch the white light, and like a sponge absorbing water, the white light instantly poured into his body.

"Hmm~" he moaned softly.

With a casual grab, a copper coin was held in his hand.

The curse also carries "Qi", and absorbing the Qi from the curse is much faster than practicing. The time I helped Zhitian Ling solve the curse, I also generated Qi, but the amount was not comparable to this time.

Su Ze was in high spirits, and the strange movement of the fourth hexagram became increasingly obvious. He could already vaguely feel a strange tremor -

"Ga!" The Bee Curse suddenly rushed towards him. Su Ze, who had been on guard, reacted subconsciously. He leaned back with all his strength, but the strong air wave still tore his shirt.

"This guy - is almost at level one!" Su Ze exclaimed inwardly. He mobilized the third flying sword without hesitation. The khaki flying sword emerged from his forehead, which was obviously more powerful and steady than the two larger flying swords. This flying sword was more than 25 centimeters long and exuded a heavy aura.

The one-legged curse that crushed all the cars stopped, looked at the three flying swords surrounding Su Ze, and jumped to the ground with a bang, and the veins on its strong calves jumped.

The bee curse's sneak attack failed, and it hovered not far away, with the sharp needles on its tail shining brightly, and it showed a very anthropomorphic and hideous smile.

"Come together!" Su Ze put one hand behind his back and stretched out the other hand, looking intimidating without even being angry.

……

Broken walls and ruins.

There is no intact ground within a radius of 100 meters.

The black SUV's siren beeped.

Thick smoke.

Tilted street lamps and shattered glass.

The dust gradually cleared, revealing first an extremely muscular half of the lower leg, with frog-leg-like muscles still twitching slightly. Thirty meters away, the clever Conan spotted the other half of the extremely muscular thigh.

Dark blue blood sprayed all over the ground, the upper body of the one-legged curse lay thirty meters away from the thigh, and the three hero fragments were placed on the ground in a triangle.

There was a samurai sword stuck in the abdomen of the bee disaster - it was the one that Takahashi Chinatsu had asked for. The blood in the wound had evaporated, and the sharp needle at the end of its tail was broken off to the side. Its whole body was shaking abnormally, and one of its wings was completely empty. Its anthropomorphic face had an incredible expression.

Su Ze was slumped against the black SUV, his arm resting on the door handle, his shirt torn like a war-damaged Syrian shirt. His face was covered in dust, one side of his face was scratched, and a faint trace of blood was oozing out.

His chest was heaving violently and his breathing was hoarse like a millstone. The three flying swords were already tottering.

White light seeped into his body. The SUV's alarm beeped and sounded piercingly.

Su Ze knocked on the door behind him, and the car that had been beating drums and gongs just a moment ago suddenly became silent.

He looked up at the dim sky. His heart sank. It turned out that being a hero wasn't such a bad feeling... He stretched out a hand to block the light.

...So, where is the cursed soul-calling banner hidden?

boom--

The teaching building over there fell to the ground, tilting, raising a huge cloud of dust.

That is...Su Ze and his classmates’ teaching building.

Several people squatting in the southwest corner.

"...No need to go to school?" the lively boy asked uncertainly.

“…Shut up. Wuwu——” Sato Sakura sobbed without recovering from the shock.

Different from the casual chat atmosphere of the others, Su Ze instantly became alert again, and tried his best to maintain the flying sword even when he was exhausted, but the situation this time was beyond his expectations -

A ten-meter-tall ball of curse squeezed out from the ruins, passing through the dust and heading straight towards Su Ze. This was definitely a first-level curse.

The soul-calling flag was hanging in the mucus on the side of its head.

"Fuck!" Even Su Ze couldn't help but swear in despair.

He had just killed two quasi-level one and one level two peak curses by himself, and now he felt weak all over, except for his mouth.

He tried to mobilize the flow of Qi, but the Qi in his body just whimpered twice and then stopped. The three flying swords also lay limply around him, and it was probably difficult for them to even cut a piece of tofu.

I am too confident...

Su Ze leaned against the car resigned to his fate and said softly to everyone: "Sorry, everyone, I may have to let you run for your lives next--"

He glanced at the floating flying swords again and sighed softly. Then he took a deep breath, and the Qi around him instantly surged and rolled, and the three flying swords also rang softly. His eyes became sharp again, and he gathered strength for the final life-threatening blow.

Pass!

There was a loud noise.

The ten-meter-high curse suddenly fell down... no, it was "crushed".

Su Ze was suddenly stunned, staring blankly at the man standing above the cursed head.

The guy had bright blond hair that was casually draped behind his head, and he wore a black sports vest and jeans. She put one hand on her waist, threw her jacket behind her, and slowly pulled up her sunglasses. The setting sun was behind her, illuminating her entire body.

"Hey, boy, what type of women do you like?"

She spoke with interest.