That statement made no sense, even Kibi Gosuke nodded in agreement.

But does that mean that there are no demon hunters in that world at this time?

And with the appearance of the eighth eye, Yan Q's body actually became as bad as the ice and snow placed outside the oven, melting slowly, and as Yan Q's body melted, strands of eye Q's body emerged from the body.

The light flew towards Devil Onijuro, and scrambled to get out of the eighth eye on Devil Onijuro's forehead.

That's right, that sword, the long sword that pierced Q's eye, is the demon-slaying and demon-slaying sword that can be called the natal weapon of Ida Jingryu and has been nourished with the body's soul for a thousand years.

Once again, a sentence has been verified: a low-handed move is only a hair's breadth away.

But everyone's attention was not focused on the devil Onijuro who was undergoing fusion, because as the eye Q condensed, the big eyes all over the eye Q's body also disappeared, leaving people outside to be caught again.

It was wrapped up and finally saw the light of day, but it collapsed as if it had lost consciousness and fell upwards.

The shikigami that Devil Onijuro was proud of, the trump card that Devil Onijuro painstakingly summoned, the one that Devil Onijuro relied on to conquer the world, was stabbed through, from the lower part of the huge eye.

Hearing the shocked words of Demon Onijuro sitting cross-legged in front of his eyes, Tiga raised his head, looked at Demon Onijuro with his small dark eyes, and said as if to himself: "He is the youngest

Didn't they use people, and there were still so few people? Has he ever heard of the saying that one person is a dragon, and eight people are worms?

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Even if you hold a screwdriver, you will be stabbed by thugs.

The devil Onijuro read the relevant memories with a single thought. The more he looked at his face, the uglier he became, because in almost 40% of the matches, as long as there were fewer players, a fall to the ground would inevitably occur.

What's this?

It's true. We have all watched the video of Tiga's battle left by the losing team over and over again. Tiga's fighting style is indeed slow. He can solve the opponent immediately, but he will definitely drag his feet and give the opponent a chance to come back.

, they all blasted the enemy to pieces, leaving even small pieces, let alone 'whole' corpses.

Few people and few enough?

Still competing?

Tsutomu Nakajima nodded swornly and said: "If that's true, according to Tiga's practice, he would have blown out the eye Q long ago, which would definitely give the devil Onijuro a chance to absorb his power."

conquer the world!

One piece of green, one piece of purple!

Then, the devil Onijuro seemed to have been strangled by the neck, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

The smile on his face froze, and his mouth was still open, but a small stone seemed to have been shoved back into his throat, and he couldn't make any sound anymore, and the eyes in his palms were even more narrow, almost slow.

The palm of my hand was filled up, and I looked at the shikigami it was proud of in disbelief - eye Q.

"Do they...think...you're just like that?"
Chapter completed!