Night sky.
Murata was trying hard to turn his head.
A burst of light burst out from not far away!
Whoosh!
A jet-black sword was like a sharp arrow, instantly breaking the air from a distance and shooting out!
Puff!
The black blade of the sword is wrapped around the burning red sun, which is trailing with the sudden burst!
The flames born out of thin air are like the fiery red dusk on the horizon, echoing the blue-red tail flame.
The superficial wind and waves turned into ripples and spread around the blade!
The brilliant flames drew a straight trace in the night sky, slightly illuminating Murata's stunned face as he just turned his head.
Poof!
The moment the sound almost broke through the air, the knife was inserted straight into the middle of the head of the evil spirit rising in the air behind Murata!
Because Murata was close enough, he even heard the sound of the blade entering flesh.
boom!
Perhaps because of too much force, the knife sank directly into the evil ghost's forehead, until the knife hit the skull hard and made a dull sound!
"Pfft, ugh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!!" The evil ghost felt an itch between his brows, and then severe pain exploded from the middle of his brain!
Expansion!
The red and brilliant sun flames suddenly bloomed in the evil ghost's mind! The heat burned his body.
The evil ghost bared his teeth and roared. He withdrew the hand he was about to attack and covered his head.
The whole ghost instantly lost its center of gravity!
The hot liquid splashed onto the blank side of Murata's face as he turned around.
--What?
Murata was in a daze, blinking his eyes, somewhat unclear as to what had just happened.
--what? ! So fast!
His vision was a little blurry, which seemed to be due to the quick breathing method he had just used in a hurry.
He seemed to see a dark knife flying past.
fly?
Knife, can it fly?
Murata's brain was suffering from a lack of oxygen and was shutting down.
"Roar!!"
The evil ghost was carried by the powerful inertia, and his head couldn't stop tilting back!
then.
Tap tap tap——
The sound of extremely fast footsteps was followed by the sound of hard stamping on the ground!
Murata subconsciously looked in the direction of the source of the sound.
Whoosh!
A man with exploded braids, who looked like he was wearing a two-color haori under the moonlight, rushed over!
tread!
He jumped on his feet and soared into the air.
Leap over Murata's head!
He adjusted his posture in mid-air, faced the evil spirit who was leaning back due to the heavy blow to his head, and quickly raised his feet!
Murata raised his head slightly, and under the moonlight, this scene was reflected in his pupils, slightly frozen.
next moment.
When the man got close to the evil ghost, he kicked hard!
boom!
With the weight of his entire body, he pressed down on the evil ghost, and used the evil ghost's body as a cushion to hit the ground heavily.
laugh--!
Due to the excessive force of the impact, the man landed on the evil ghost and slid on the ground for a short distance on top of the evil ghost.
The evil ghost's body was suddenly bruised and bloody, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
"Pfft!!" The evil ghost looked ferocious and choked out a mouthful of blood.
Subsequently.
The person who stepped on it squatted on him, lowered his head slightly, and held the Nichirin Sword at his waist.
Click.
The blue blade was unsheathed.
He held the handle of the knife horizontally, with the blade facing downwards.
Uh-huh!
The extremely sharp blade lightly sliced across the struggling evil ghost's neck.
"Ahem!" Under the evil ghost's disbelieving gaze, his neck was cleanly cut off, and he could no longer say a word.
Subsequently.
Wow——
Red scorch marks appeared in the evil ghost's wide and trembling pupils, and then slowly spread.
In the night breeze, it turned into ashes and dissipated.
It flew from the blade, but the evil ghost's neck was cut off cleanly, and it took less than 3 seconds in total.
Murata stared blankly at the back of the man who slowly stood up from the ground, and then looked at the black knife on the ground.
I felt choked in my heart.
The ink clouds covering the bright moon slowly rolled and were gradually blown away by the wind, revealing the true bright moonlight, which fell on the ground.
small town.
The ruins are not far away.
Kamado Tanjuro was still in the throwing posture, and the scabbard on his waist was empty.
"Huh..." From the corner of his mouth, white steam slowly overflowed, blowing away with the cold evening breeze.
Seeing the back of Tomioka Giyu slowly getting up, he also raised his feet and walked towards that direction.
Due to my weak body, I ran too slowly.
When you can't see it, you can only choose to throw the knife over first.
Let Tomioka Giyu, who runs fast, coordinate the attack.
Not only saved people, but also killed ghosts.
Slowly walked to Tomioka Giyu.
Click.
He bent down, picked up his wedge pill from the dusty ground, and inserted it into his waist.
Murata raised his head in confusion, the Nichirin sword in his hand was lowered, and he watched the flying sword being sheathed by Tanjuro.
--he is…
He looked at Tanjuro.
——New column?
Murata was confused and turned his head.
Then he looked at Tomioka Giyu standing next to him.
"That's right!" Murata suddenly became excited. He quickly put his sword into the scabbard and turned to look at the other side of the ruins.
He shouted to the two people next to him:
"Over there! There is someone trapped under the rubble over there!"
Hearing this, Tanjuro and Tomioka Giyu looked at each other and nodded.
…
soon.
On the other side of the ruins.
Creaking…
Tomioka Yoshiyuki lifted the beam that was holding the woman down by himself. His face was expressionless and he seemed to be effortlessly doing so.
He turned his head and looked at Kamado Tanjuro who was sitting on the ground resting with his lightless blue pupils.
Kamado Tanjuro noticed Tomioka Giyu's eyes, he waved his hands helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.
——No way, who told him to be weak?
——Let’s leave things like moving heavy objects to this powerful water column.
Tomioka Giyuu stared at Tanjuro and slowly looked away without intending to care.
Under the ruins.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" The woman coughed unconsciously. Her face was pale and she had passed out. There were two lines of tears on her weak face.
Her legs were pressed under the beams, and they seemed to be fine, except that her right foot seemed to be fractured and deformed.
Murata was holding her shoulders, gently carrying her, and walking out of the ruins.
"Mom!" The two children gathered around Murata. They looked at their mother who was being carried on Murata's back, their eyes full of worry.
At this time.
The crow hovering in the sky slowly flapped its wings and landed.
Seeing this, Tomioka Yoshiyuki quickly put down the beam and stretched out his hand to let the crow fall on his arm.
The crow flapped its wings, landed safely, and combed its feathers with its beak:
"Gah! My lord, give me the order!"
"Yoyong!"
"Take Kamado Tanjuro and head to the lord's mansion! Karma!"
…
…
not far away.
small town.
A girl wearing a dark purple patterned kimono and a wide beige obi was standing at the end of the street.
Under the moonlight, her purple mist-like eyes looked straight at the other end of the street, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she was in a daze.
The girl's lavender eyes reflected the back of the swordsman with a dark red feather fabric, a high ponytail, and a pair of flower earrings on his earrings.
beside.
The boy wearing a white kimono had a serious expression, and he glanced at the girl next to him from time to time.
——The dazed Miss Jouse is so beautiful!
