"Pong!"
On the dark street, two rapidly flashing figures were constantly shuttling in the dust and fog.
"Pong!"
Every now and then, a spark would pop up.
"...Can't keep up!"
Purgatory Anjuro stood on the other side of the street, holding the Nichirin Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes constantly following the two men's trance-like movements, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This is the first string.
His eyes looked at Tanjuro who was confronting Black Death Mou.
And, what is the true strength of Pillars!
His eyes suddenly lit up!
I see! There is still such a big gap between me and Zhu!
Purgatory Anjuro suddenly realized.
He wanted to step forward to help just now, but suddenly realized that with his own speed, he could not effectively cause damage.
On the contrary, it will be a hindrance.
So unwilling!
Hard work is not enough!
But even so, he would never let Tanjuro fight against Kamejoichi alone.
Therefore, Anjuro chose to wait and see, trying to make a last-ditch attack at the right time.
At the same time, he also asked his eagle crow to find other team members to inform them of the news, and then return to the headquarters to bring the information back.
And not far away.
Kanroji Mitsuri was hiding in the ruins, holding the last bomb in her hand, and occasionally looking in the direction of Hei Shimo.
He was sweating profusely and looked down at the countdown of the bomb in his hand.
…
at the same time.
During the time when Tanjuro and Anjuro were fighting against each other, the rest of the team members had already defused all the bombs.
All that's left now is the bomb in Kanroji Mitsuri's hand.
The rest of the team members looked at each other in disbelief after being told the news that [Shang Xian No. 1 appeared and were on standby].
"One of the winding strings?"
"How can it be…"
"…How come the winding ghost appears here?!"
Someone was talking nonsense in surprise.
"No, to be honest, it's possible for the Winding Ghost to appear anywhere."
There were also people with serious expressions, staring blankly at the ground.
"After training for so long, we still haven't put it to real use."
"In the end, it will only hinder Mr. Purgatory and Mr. Kamado."
Creaking…
He lowered his head and clutched his clothes tightly, the tips of his fingers turned white.
The rest of the team members were panicked.
"Um?"
"...We are on standby, then who is going to notify the headquarters?"
The swordsman wearing a traditional black uniform frowned and said these words suddenly among the nervous people.
next moment.
Snapped!
"pain!"
A man next to him raised his knife and struck him hard in the middle of the head. He said angrily:
"idiot!"
"Is your crow just a decoration?"
…
…
on the street.
"Pong!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and Black Death Mou's blade collided with Tanjuro again, making a crisp sound.
Snap.
But after this collision, he jumped back suddenly, instantly widening the distance between the two.
It landed next to the ruins not far away.
Black Death Mo stood up the blade and put the blade in front of him. The tips of his crimson hair were blowing slightly, and his six eyes looked at Tanjuro thoughtfully.
I see…
His eyes slowly moved to the dark wedge pill in Tanjuro's hand.
This guy... can also see... the world in my eyes...
Use that kind of transparent vision to accurately judge my attack, and then deflect my attack in an instant...
This is how this disgusting feeling of being unable to hit a target no matter how hard you swing your knife comes from...
Although this is unbelievable...but it is also an indisputable fact...
Click.
Hei Shimo lowered the blade slightly, and a stream of white steam came out of his mouth.
In this case…
I'm going to start with...
Uh-huh!
The standing figure of Black Death Mou was in a trance, turned into a sprinting figure and rushed towards Tanjuro!
Snap!
He was carrying a gust of wind and waves! He appeared in front of Tanjuro in an instant with a speed that he had never exploded before, with the blade in his hand raised high!
Hei Shimo's eyes were fixed on the wedge pill in Tanjuro's hand!
Break your knife first...!
Tanjuro stared closely at Hei Shimu's movements, observing the tension and relaxation of the muscles in his body.
Although the breathing in his lungs was somewhat concealed, Tanjuro was still aware of Hei Shimu's true intention.
——Cut off the wedge pill?
Looking at Heishimou who was sprinting in front of him in an instant, Tanjuro quickly raised his sword to block!
This time, it was different from the normal blade collision.
Hei Shimou deliberately turned his wrist slightly and pressed down suddenly!
The blades that were supposed to collide were now hitting the blade on the side of Kakimaru!
Tanjuro saw Hei Shimo's thoughts, but instead of avoiding them, he didn't avoid them.
Instead, he kept his posture unchanged and allowed Hei Shimo to carry out this attack.
That's right, weapons like knives can break easily if hit from the side under normal circumstances.
However, this is limited to general situations.
Seeing only the next moment.
"boom!"
Hei Shimou exerted all his strength on his arm, and slashed hard with the blade with his eyes wide open! Slashed hard on Kakimaru's blade!
Different from the dull sound of rebounding, the powerful force penetrated the ground and even raised the first smoke.
Before the smoke cleared, Hei Shimo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked.
The touch of the blade in his hand told him that the knife was not broken into pieces!
Bah—sah!
Kakimaru, who was supposed to be cut off, actually put the side of the blade against his blade and lifted it straight up along the blade!
The blade and blade rubbed rapidly, making a harsh scraping sound, and sparks burst out instantly!
Tanjuro lowered his waist, used strength in his arms, and raised the blade with all his strength!
Taking advantage of the moment when Hei Shimo suppressed it with all his strength, the flaw was revealed when his emotions changed.
Only this moment!
"hiss--!"
[Breath of the Sun·Twenty-two Types]
[Fire Dance]!
Puff!
Hot and dazzling flames burst out from the blade in an instant, and brilliant sunfire spurted along the blade!
next moment!
Poof!
The sound of the blade entering flesh came from Hei Shimo!
Red blood splashed from the blade!
"Hoo...!"
Kamado Tanjuro tightly held the handle of Kakimaru's sword. He took a step forward, his whole weight pressing on the sword!
The wedge ball entwined with Ri Yan penetrated the flesh of Hei Shimo's lower arm, infusing powerful power to cut through the flesh and blood, and moved upward toward his neck!
"Ho...!!" Hei Shimo's expression became ferocious for the first time, and veins popped out on his face. He looked at the blade that had cut into his body.
The body stiffened slightly for a moment!
The golden pupils suddenly shrank to one point! The six eyes seemed to have only scarlet sclera left in an instant!
He bared his teeth, sharp fangs protruding from the corners of his mouth, and most of his arms were numb.
"Roar!!!" Hei Shimo opened his mouth, and his sharp teeth were covered with sticky saliva. He straightened his body, looked up to the sky and roared.
He jerked his head to the side!
Poof!
As he raised the blade wrapped in flames, Tanjuro suddenly felt a lightness in his hand!
then.
Snap!
A half-cut arm between the middle finger and ring finger fell to the ground, splattering with blood.
Uh-huh!
Black Death Mou's figure instantly disappeared from Tanjuro!
He covered his right arm and jumped to the corner at the other end of the street.
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