I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 1127 on Novelsera

The edge of the slender arch also carried a hidden cutting blade, rolling up black blood and fine wolf hair.
Kurumi flipped lightly in the air, his toes lightly touching the ground.
She tilted her head towards the Marquis of Vauban, and under her pouring bangs revealed ghost-killing eyes.
“Kneel down and beg for mercy.”
With a soft and ruthless voice, her figure disappeared again.
Even with the help of Apollo’s power, Vauban still had difficulty keeping up with Kurumi’s speed.
Originally, he was slower than Kuang San, not to mention that he gave her a bloodbath of Kali.
Using the gun in his hand as a finger blade, Kurumi threw a fist at Vauban.
The Marquis of Vauban, who had transformed into a human wolf, was almost two meters tall, and Kusan’s punch on the ground could only hit Vauban’s lower abdomen.
With a heavy roar, Marquis Vauban flew upside down like a curled shrimp.
Without giving him any time to react, Kurumi chased Vauban, who was soaring in the air.
One punch-
Dive down to switch hands and punch again.
The blade of the hidden cutting blasted the scars and a large amount of black blood on the chest of the Marquis of Vauban.
After being blasted into the air by Kuang San, and then hammered to the ground to slide, Kuang San twisted his body and kicked the Marquis of Vauban in the chest, tumbling his whole body and kicking him away again.
Lying on his side and falling to the ground, Vauban, who hastily turned into a wolf, regained his youthful form, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his chest.
Vauban looked at the increasingly violent Kusan, and summoned a large number of dead servants, dancing to attract her attention.
“This guy… what kind of existence is he?” He clutched his chest and left the shrine.
Chapter 26 For the sake of the third sister, Bafeng, I will also cut it for you
The whistling of the wind and the thunder of thunder never ceased, and the sound of torrential rain beating the earth dominated the city.
In the darkness in front of Kurumi, dozens of “wolves” appeared.There are also many corpses that are dying and have no focus.
The rain fell on Kurumi, and then was evaporated by the surging spiritual power, forming a curling mist of water.
She tilted her head, acting a bit like a lost power mechanism.
If the “Sacrament of Blood” was still effective, Kurumi, who just wanted to shred everything moving in front of him, didn’t stop Vauban from turning into a wolf and leaving.
“Come and play with me.” With a dry voice, Kurumi raised the hell pioneer in his hand.
The faint green light was particularly eerie on the earth shrouded in darkness, even more soul-stirring than those lush wolf eyes.
As if he had forgotten how to fire, under the background of the palapala torrential rain, only the sound of the wolf’s limbs being torn apart by a blade, and the occasional sound of chains.
Throwing the spear blade in his hand, the scythe-like blade easily cut off the head of the last servant of death who chanted the secret spell.
clang clang-
Chains dragged between the corpses.
Kurumi grabbed the bottom blade of the jet-black chain and slowly retracted the gun blade.
The sound of the fighting was completely silent, and she looked around, and there was no more enemy to kill.
Kali’s blessing faded little by little, and when he recalled what he had done, Kurumi suddenly turned pale.
it’s over… it’s over…
None of the things that the boss explained are done well, and they will definitely be tied into a strange posture and then thrown to other avatars, and finally turn into a strange appearance!
I’m not that privileged party. I made a mistake and showed off my chest.But it’s a little cool to think about what’s going on?
slap-
Not far away, the salted uncle dissolved in the torrential rain, and his arm fell to the ground.
“Hold on ah ah ah ah!!!” This Kuang San hurriedly ran over, picked up the salt block and slapped the uncle’s elbow.
“Huh, it’s dangerous…it’s glued.”
slap-
She had just released her hand when her arm fell to the ground again.
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The Tokyo sky was shrouded in heavy dark clouds, and Yuri Maritani ran wildly along the road.
The original quiet and virtuous appearance has completely disappeared at this moment, and the blue silk hanging down from the forehead is stuck to his face because of sweat.
The center of the dark cloud is in the shrine to which he belongs, and he can only try to escape as far away as possible.
Absolutely unable to escape, Banligu Yuri was panting for breath while propping his legs on the side of the road.
She is a sorceress who is good at spells and spiritual vision, and her physical strength is at most the level of an ordinary girl.
But… try to bring the disaster away from densely populated areas.
“Aren’t you running?” Qingzhi didn’t have any undulating voice, the girl in purple dress and black hat with wide brim slowly fell in front of Wanligu Yuri.