The pull ring fell to the ground with a crisp sound. In Light Yagami's right hand, there was a grenade. “The time for sanctions has come.” Just as Light Yagami closed his eyes, waiting for the roar of the explosion and the pain of his body being torn apart, a voice with a slightly teasing laugh sounded in his ears. "I didn't expect you to be a suicide truck." Light Yagami opened his eyes and saw that Ye Xing had appeared beside him at some point. He was stunned for a moment, then his face changed. He hid the grenade in his hand into his arms and said anxiously. "Ito-kun, hide quickly..." "It does not matter." Light Yagami is just an ordinary person, so it is impossible for him to move faster than Ye Xing, whose physical fitness is even better than that of the fighter Wu Lei'an.
Ye Xing directly snatched the grenade with the pull ring pulled out from the other person's hand. "Ito-kun, no!" Look at Light Yagami's anxious look, and then look at Ye Xing's action of dodging to prevent him from snatching the item away. I thought the two of them were fighting over something good. "I've already said it, it doesn't matter." Ye Xing chuckled and said this, then he wrapped up the grenade that was about to explode with both hands. Light Yagami was completely unable to stop it and there wasn't enough time. Only one picture emerged in his mind. The opponent's hands were blown into powder. If you are hit by the fragments of the explosion, you will also die. However, the flesh-mass evil spirit has a high probability of surviving. Thinking of the possibility that the two of them sacrificed their lives but failed to achieve anything, Light Yagami became desperate. But the next scene left him dumbfounded. "boom." The grenade exploded with a dull thud. The dazzling flames can be seen through the gaps between the fingers of the night star. But it was not as Light Yagami had imagined, with his hands exploded into powder and blood and flesh flying everywhere. Two seconds later. Yexing spread his hands and clapped them casually.
The fragments of the grenade fell from his hands to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound. Ye Xing looked at the evil spirit with more than a dozen arms, which was formed by the fusion of the flesh of more than a dozen humans, and smiled. "OK, it's decided that tonight's dinner will be you." At this time, Yagami Light first glanced at the fragments on the ground, then raised his head and looked at Ye Xing with disbelief in his eyes. other side... Using both hands, he withstood the explosion of a grenade? 102 Cut the evil spirit into small pieces and make it into sauerkraut. Director Yagami is shaken Light Yagami was dumbfounded. He thought that it was amazing enough that the other party could withstand the bullets shot at close range. It turns out that you can actually control the explosion of a grenade within your palms by clasping your hands together? And it looks like he hasn't suffered any harm? Are you Superman? While Light Yagami was confused, Ye Xing felt very satisfied. In fact, he had already felt it before entering the door. This evil spirit, a flesh mass formed by the fusion of more than a dozen humans, was far more powerful than any he had ever seen before. It was even almost as powerful as Tamamonomae, the great demon who was the leader of a group in the other world. If Light Yagami fights alone, he's just asking for trouble. Yexing just wanted to confirm one thing. Are the abilities that Light Yagami displayed all of his? It's not that he is suspicious. No matter who it is, after knowing what Light Yagami did in the original plot. Even though he knew that the other person was not Kira who was led astray by the Death Note, he couldn't help but be wary. Judging from the situation just now, Light Yagami was planning to self-destruct with the Meat Ball Evil Ghost, and he indeed did not hide any of his abilities. of course. Ye Xing felt that in that situation, Light Yagami should not be acting. If it is a play, the other party must first bet that he will help. You have to gamble that you can arrive in time. In the end, he had to gamble on his ability to prevent a grenade with the ring pulled off from hitting the enemy in this narrow basement. After betting so many times...
It's like someone playing Russian roulette with a revolver and you're playing with a semi-automatic pistol. Others bet on five-sixths, and you bet on a dead end. Isn't this a pure gift? "Ito-kun, you..." Before Light Yagami could finish his words, Ye Xing waved his hand to interrupt him and said calmly. "My name is not Ito Makoto, my name is Yexing." Hearing this, Light Yagami shook his head with a smile, looking as if to expect it. As expected, both Miyamizu Mitsuha and Ito Makoto are just pseudonyms. He wasn't sure what the other person's real name was, but he had a vague feeling it was. The man looks like this, so he shouldn't be called Ito Makoto. "Okay, stand back." Ye Xing took two steps forward, staring directly at the disgusting giant flesh-mass evil spirit, and stretched out the five fingers of his right hand toward his side. "Next, it's time to hand it over to Kyoto's number one exorcist." As his words fell, a pale ghost hand appeared. A long sword wrapped in an ancient wooden scabbard gradually emerged from the palm of the ghost hand. Without Ye Xing making any movement, the long sword came out of its sheath on its own as if it had a spirit. The deep black blade made the already dimly lit basement even darker. The long sword took the initiative to hand the handle of the sword to Ye Xing's right hand. His five fingers gradually closed together, and the moment he grasped the long knife, his whole body emanated an invisible sense of oppression that made people feel breathless. "This is... Onimaru Kunitsuna..." Light Yagami has also seen the promotional photos of Onimaru Kunitsuna, and he himself is also a psychic. Although he didn't know why the blade of this famous sword passed down from generation to generation had turned into such a deep and dark color. But after the long sword was unsheathed, the sharpness and spiritual energy that filled the air was enough to make Yagami Light certain. This is the famous sword, Onimaru Kunitsuna, owned by many famous figures such as Hojo Tokimasa, Oda Nobunaga, and Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Ito-kun... No, Lord Ye Xing, can you actually get the recognition of this famous sword? "Ding~" After being unsheathed, Onimaru Kuninaga's sword made a sound of metal clashing, as if it was the first time that Ye Xing could use it, and the sword spirit itself seemed very excited.
"Be quiet, it's like you've never seen the world before." Hearing Ye Xing's reprimand, Onimaru Kunitsuna's trembling sword immediately stopped. For some reason, Light Yagami always had a strange feeling when looking at the scene in front of him. Why does this seem a bit like a scumbag trying to PUA a good girl? I don’t understand and I don’t dare to ask. "Okay, let's get started." As if in response to Ye Xing's words, the moment these words came out, a dozen arms on the meat ball instantly extended out and grabbed towards him. At the same time, more than a dozen human faces appeared on the surface of the meat ball, emitting shrill roars. Even Light Yagami, who had an extraordinary psychological quality, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he saw this horrifying and terrifying scene. "Fuck." Ye Xing also sighed. "Little thing, you look really awesome." Then, he swung out the Onimaru Kunitsuna in his hand. The slashing moves were simple and unpretentious, but the effect was very significant. The arm extended by the flesh-ball evil spirit was burned by the sharp spiritual energy on it before Onimaru Kunigahara could touch it. The flesh-ball evil spirit let out a shrill cry of pain and retracted its arm. "Hey, that's interesting." Seeing this scene, Ye Xing glanced at the Guimaru Kunitsugu in his hand and nodded with satisfaction. "Well, it's worthy of being my sword. It's really not an ordinary thing." Light Yagami really wanted to complain. Isn’t this sword Hojo Tokimasa’s? How did it become yours? However, seeing how obedient Onimaru Kuninaga was in the hands of Yexing, Yagami Light could only give up the idea of complaining. What about Hojo Tokimasa, Oda Nobunaga, and Toyotomi Hideyoshi. These great figures in the history of Sakura Province can only be regarded as the owners of Onimaru Kunitsuna. Perhaps Ye Xing is the only one who is truly recognized as the master by the sword spirit. "Oh yeah, Yagami-kun." When Ye Xing saw the flesh-ball evil spirit retreat, he did not choose to pursue it, but said lightly. "You used the pistol this guy made. How did it feel?" Light Yagami was stunned for a moment, recalling the feeling when he just used it, and gave a fair evaluation.
"It's well made. It's not like those inferior guns that jam easily. It feels very smooth and the details are very good. The quality is not much worse than the guns issued by the Metropolitan Police Department. It takes great skill to make such a gun under such environmental conditions." "Oh, superb is fine." Ye Xing responded without comment, then looked at the flesh-like evil spirit in front of him and shook his head regretfully. "You're too big to eat." Suddenly, he seemed to understand something. A white smile pattern appeared on the pure black mask, but there was only cold cruelty in his eyes. "I thought of a way."