I, A Soldier in the Field, A Ghost in the Smoke!

"The court only judges souls that need to be tried, and the king has already sent them back."

"Is that so..." Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Siji Yingji frowned unnaturally when she heard Chen Yan's words, and then took the gavel on the chopping board and slapped it hard.

Snapped--!

The voice was crisp and shocking. After hearing this voice, Chen Yan's mind suddenly went blank.

"Reaper, take the person under trial!"

call--

The figure of Onozuka Komachi next to Shiki Yingji became blurred, and he appeared behind Chen Yan in an instant, and the sickle in his hand was buckled against Chen Yan's neck.

"Kneel..."

when!!!

Before Komachi finished speaking, he felt a tingle in his mouth, and suddenly a huge force came from the handle of the sickle in his hand.

"what?!"

boom!

Chen Yan stepped into a lunge and slammed her right elbow into Komachi's abdomen. She suddenly felt her stomach overturned, and her whole body was smashed and flew out more than ten meters.

"Haha... Trial me? Open... What are you kidding?" Chen Yan held the magic weapon in his hand and looked at Siji Yingji on the high seat with a grim look: "Are you qualified?"

"If this king can bring you here, it means that this king is qualified to judge you, a soul that has escaped from the other shore. Although you don't know how you found the body, it doesn't mean that this king cannot dig your soul. come out!"

Huh!

Chen Yan's ears trembled slightly, and the whole person rushed forward. With the'tearing' sound coming from behind, coupled with the biting cold behind him, he knew that he had escaped.

The Siji Yingji on the seat turned the stick of repentance and said loudly: "Deprive him of his body and reveal his soul!"

"Yes, Lord Four Seasons!"

This voice came from all sides of Chen Yan, but when he turned to look for it, there was no trace.

[The speed is too fast...]

Chen Yan kept evading the sickle cut from all directions, but dodge it in a blind way would never win the battle. No, he was scratched by the sickle, and his left arm was chopped out from the shoulder. Deeply visible bone wounds!

In the passive state, he had to roll a little, and squeeze a medical kit sternly.

Siji Yingji seemed to see his movements and suddenly said, "This place is the other bank. The physical damage caused by the god of death on the other bank will never be repaired, and your treatment will be useless."

Chen Yan jumped over and escaped the attack of the infiltrating sickle, and found that, as Siji Yingji said, the wound cut by the sickle could not be healed.

"It's useless, accept this king's trial."

"Oh, I don't need a trial!"

Chen Yan found the right time and threw a few smoke bombs on the ground and got into it.

"It's just smog, basically...what?!"

I thought that what Chen Yan did was useless, but Shiji Yingji and Komachi, who kept controlling the distance, found that they could not perceive Chen Yan's existence at all.

"Is this your trump card?" Siji Yingji stood up from her position and waved her hand: "But this king has the final say, wind!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and most of the smoke under Chen Yan's cloth dissipated in an instant. However, at this moment, Onozuka Komachi suddenly saw a bloody arm emerge from the smoke.

Hanman drew a silver line and cut the arm into pieces, but at this time, Onozuka Komachi discovered that it was an arm that had been cut from the shoulder.

"That's not right...Leave there Komachi!!!"

However, when it was too late, Onozuka Komachi naturally found herself in the middle, but when she wanted to use her abilities to leave here, she found that the demon power in her body was completely locked, and her body turned uncontrollably. Passed...

Boom——!

After an explosion, a headless corpse twitched twice and fell to the ground.

And behind the headless corpse, Siji Yingji saw a sleeveless and bare arm carrying a magic stick that was dripping blood.

"Your arm... is it..." Siji Yingji looked at Chen Yan slowly walking out of the smoke in horror: "Did you cut off your arm?!"

"Heh, isn't this a good tactic?" Chen Yan twisted his neck and said seriously: "I don't need to be tried, at least not now!"

"Hmph, the god of death will not die on the other side, and you will accept your due judgment here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yan felt the crisis again, and the moment he lowered his head, the familiar sickle swept across his original neck.

"Not dead?" Chen Yan asked in surprise.

However, on behalf of Onozuka Komachi, Shiki Yinghime spoke: "This king said, as the messenger of the other side, the god of death will not die on the other side!"

"whispering sound!"

And... "Siji Yingji twisted her wrist, her eyes flashed:" Yan Mo will not die on the other side!"

Countless purple light balls appeared behind Siji Yingji. Although these light balls were small, even Chen Yan could feel the terrifying energy in them.

"So, accept this king's trial!"

As Siji Yingji waved the stick of repentance, the light ball behind her surrounded Chen Yan in an irregular trajectory, and finally squeezed together suddenly, making a huge explosion.

For a while, blood and muscle fragments flew everywhere, and Onozuka Komachi, who was not far away, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he was relieved:

"Huh... I haven't died for a long time, I almost thought I was really dead..."

"call……"

Onozuka Komachi suddenly felt that her back neck was breathed, and the goose bumps on her body suddenly appeared a lot. She wanted to turn around, but found that she seemed to be unable to control her body anymore. Control is not like just now...

Wait...that's...

Onozuka Komachi saw a body that was chopped off diagonally, one arm was still in the air, and the other arm was holding...

Isn't it your own sickle?!

Puff!

Siji Yingji covered her mouth: "You... shouldn't you be dead? This king feels your soul!"

Chen Yan glanced at the blood-filled sword in his hand, his wrist shook, and all the blood on it was shaken to the ground.