One person and one ghost, tens of meters apart, but staring at each other.
The snow was falling slowly, and the two of them were as motionless as sculptures.
——No, that's not right.
——If you think about it carefully, something is wrong.
Muzan was half squatting, and he stared cautiously in the direction of Kamado Tanjuro. The black suit became bulging, and hidden under the clothes were surging muscles.
His five brains were thinking crazily and very confused at the same time.
what happened? !
Why is he here! ? !
Why? !
——Did that guy Hei Shimo lie to me? !
No, humans...can't live that long.
Descendants? No, not possible.
That guy has no descendants at all!
Tell Wu Ke that the guy crawled out of the grave to hunt him, it is better to let him believe that there are gods in this world.
Wu Mei's pupils twitched rapidly, and he always felt that something was wrong.
But every time he looked at the earrings, he felt a piercing pain.
…
opposite.
Kamado Tanjuro was slightly withdrawing his left foot, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and holding the handle of the sword with his right hand, ready to draw the sword.
Click.
Thumb against the knife.
--No.
——In the end, so what if I am seen through.
Kamado Tanjuro's hand on the handle of the knife held the handle tightly, and his skin rubbed against the handle, making a squeaking sound.
——He has changed the original ending of his family.
——That’s enough!
"Hiss—" Kamado Tanjuro inhaled slightly, and the cold air around him instantly gathered in his direction, turning into airflow.
——That's right.
——That's enough.
He looked forward, his eyes calm and firm.
The cold wind and snow blew through the tips of Tanjuro's hair, making it flow slightly.
In his crimson pupils, he reflected Tsuji Muzan, half-crouching in the snow not far away.
Next, whatever he does, he only needs to take advantage of it.
——It’s all earned.
Kamado Tanjuro's heart gradually calmed down, as if he had returned to his normal daily life, without any disturbance.
His face was expressionless, and he looked at Wuhan quietly.
Slowly close your eyes, then slowly open them again.
Tanjuro's five senses reached their sharpest peak the moment he closed his eyes and opened them again.
The next moment, the world seemed to have changed in Tanjuro's eyes.
Swish——!
An invisible wind rose from under Tanjuro and spread to Muzan's position not far away.
In an instant, a circular area with a radius from itself to Wuhan was enveloped.
Time seemed to start to slow down, the swaying leaves, the falling snow, and the flying snow brought by the wind suddenly slowed down.
It's like it's jumping frame by frame.
Opposite not far away.
Wu Mei was trying to get up slowly, at the same time.
His body gradually became clear in Tanjuro's eyes.
When getting up, the friction and contraction between muscles and bones, the twisting of blood vessels, and the ups and downs of the lungs are all clearly visible.
There are also - the five brains and seven hearts that are constantly swimming in Wu Mei's body.
——Transparent world.
It seemed like I felt something.
Muzan was slowly getting up while holding on to the tree. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Kamado Tanjuro with his eyes, slightly startled.
The look in Tanjuro's eyes was full of disbelief.
--what happens?
But a few breaths passed.
--Why?
Muzan stared at Kamado Tanjuro, his pupils trembling slightly.
——Obviously the person is still standing there.
——Why did the breath disappear?
Suddenly, Wuhan seemed to remember something, and the composure he had pretended suddenly collapsed.
--correct!
This feeling is very familiar.
——Three hundred years ago... I had the same feeling for a moment when I saw that haunting guy for the first time.
Excessive tension made Wu Mei's head congested with blood, and his thinking became a little slow.
In other words, he didn't dare to think.
Wu Ke, gave up thinking.
at this time.
Uh-huh!
The sound of breaking the air came from the opposite side.
laugh--
This was followed by a sound of steam, like water boiling.
Muzan quickly looked in the direction of Kamado Tanjuro.
Tanjuro drew his sword.
Uh-huh!
The hot He Dao glowed red the moment it appeared in the dark night, shining brightly like the sun.
laugh--
The contact between the high temperature and the cold outside instantly evaporated the falling snowflakes in the surrounding air, and bursts of white steam continued to appear from the blade.
The sharp blade cut through the steam, and the red blade glowed in the night, announcing its appearance to the world.
——He Dao.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Kamado Tanjuro brandished the Kato, glowing red, and the blade bloomed with a red-golden sword light.
He pointed the blade downward and pointed the tip at Wuhan.
"Muzan." Kamado Tanjuro looked at Muzan. The muscles of his arm holding the handle of the knife were tense, and high-temperature white steam was escaping from the corner of his mouth:
"Just now, you were laughing."
"What's so funny?"
"!" Wu Kuan frowned tightly. He stared at the red He Dao numbly and panicked, his throat was tight and he was speechless for a moment.
There was only one thought in his mind.
--escape!
At the moment when the body can move! escape!
The impact tonight was too great for Wu Mei.
Before, Kamado Tanjuro kept silent because he was worried that his voice was so different from Yuan that Mukan would hear the flaw.
but now
——His condition is simply excellent.
When using the transparent world to see clearly the five brains and seven hearts in Wu Ke's body.
Kamado Tanjuro understood in an instant the essence of the sword skill of Kagura, the God of Fire - Breath of the Sun.
It would take a total of twelve swords to cut through five brains and seven hearts at the same time.
At the same time, cut off the neck cleanly.
Total - thirteen knives.
There are a total of thirteen sword skills of Breath of the Sun.
In other words, the so-called sword skill of Breath of the Sun.
In essence, it is a complete set of beheading procedures that was born to kill Wuhan!
In the past, Kamado Tanjuro would always feel unfulfilled while dancing the God of Fire Kagura.
It feels like something is missing.
but now.
Kamado Tanjuro stared at the heart and brain wandering around in Muzan's body, and the unsatisfactory feeling completely disappeared.
is the goal,
What is missing is the target of the attack,
He now feels as if he is willing to do so, and every sword strike can land precisely on Wu Mei's vital point!
The way to kill Wu Ke is like a fill-in-the-blank question.
And in his hand was a form filled out by predecessors three hundred years ago. It was an absolutely correct answer!
This is a sword skill that he has practiced for 30 years, and has been practicing for 30 years in the world of Sekiro.
At this moment, the blade is pulling him!
——This is his confidence!
At this time.
Within the range of Kamado Tanjuro's perception,
Behind you, towards the other side of the house.
Poof!
"…Father."
Tanjiro, who looked exhausted, staggered over step by step. Finally, he rolled his eyes and fell weakly into the snow.
"...Tanjiro?" Kamado Tanjuro slightly paid attention to the direction behind him, his heart tightening.
Oops, Tanjiro went up the mountain early.
This was not part of Tanjuro's plan.
Creaking…
He quickly took hold of the blade and took a step outside the house, attracting Wuhan's attention.
However, Tanjuro's worries seemed to be unnecessary.
Unconsciously, his body faced Wuhan.
Like the muscle memory of his body, he performed the same movements that he had been waving for nearly sixty years.
——The starting position of Sun Breath.
