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…
Not long ago.
the other side.
in the forest.
Tokito Yuirou stood up slowly while holding on to the tree, cold sweat breaking out from his forehead.
The moment just now seemed to be his limit.
"Whoosh..." The jade pot was entrenched on the tree. In its full form, he glanced at Tokidou Yuirou with some fear.
His pupils moved slightly in his eye sockets, and he looked at Ichiro and Muichiro.
——Two brats…
His eyes became fierce.
As a ghost, he is particularly sensitive to genes and blood, and he can see the father-son relationship between Yuichiro and Yumuichiro almost at a glance.
Father is a bit dangerous...
Then - let's operate on your son! !
Uh-huh!
His slimy and fish-slippery body jumped up from the tree, and the muscular horned dragon's arms tensed up and rushed out of the canopy!
Go straight for Ichiro!
Purgatory Makijuro, who was on guard, twitched his ears. He instantly spotted the jade pot emerging from the tree and shouted:
"found it!"
Click!
The blade in his hand deflected, and the sharp blade was pointed at the jade pot!
The brothers Ichiro and Muichiro stood behind Makijuro, and they also drew the blades in their hands.
"hiss--!!"
Purgatory Makijuro frowned slightly and took a deep breath. Seeing the different appearance of the jade pot from before, alarm bells rang in his heart.
In the orange eyes, the figure of Yu Hu rushing towards him, waving his arms, was reflected.
That arm!
The intuition in his heart told Makijuro
No head-on contact.
He subconsciously took a step back.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yumu Ichiro's brother behind him.
Makijuro's movements were slightly stagnant, and his thoughts were changing rapidly as he breathed.
——Cannot retreat.
——The child is behind!
The thought of deflecting the attack from the side was instantly cut off.
"Hiss—!!" Makishuro took another deep breath of air, his heart beating rapidly due to the fluctuations in his emotions.
The bumpy Nichirin sword in his hand was swung backhand, and the back of the sword was pressed against his shoulder.
Tomioka Yoshiyu's own secret - Nagi.
A unique skill that should have been created by Muichiro - Hazuki.
These two styles, without the unique experience and state of mind of their creators, would be impossible to perform, or it would be difficult to maximize their effects.
The secret of the Breath of Fire, the Type of Nine, Purgatory.
The same is true.
Only by training the body and mind to be consistent with the state of mind of the creator of this sword skill hundreds of years ago.
——Burn the soul and surpass the limits.
Only in this way can the full power of Jiu type be fully displayed.
As for the Purgatory Family, they ranged from the Warring States Period to the Taisho period.
In the past four hundred years.
Each generation of flame pillars.
——can be used.
tread!
Purgatory Makijuro suddenly took a step forward, his thick black eyebrows raised, and the flames flickered on the bumpy Nichirin sword.
The past flashed through my mind, stopping at the moment when my wife closed her eyes.
He clenched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and his eyes reflected the jade pot that kept approaching from above.
"Bah..." Hot white steam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Gripping the ground with the soles of his feet, the energy rose from the ground and poured into the tip of the knife!
"Nine type!"
Makijuro exerted force on his waist, gritted his teeth, poured all his strength into the blade, and the sword skills he had practiced to the realm of transformation were completely released at this moment!
Expansion! The blazing flames completely erupted again on the blade at this moment!
"Purgatory!!"
Dazzling flames illuminated the dim forest, and the hot breath burst out instantly!
The jade pot rushed out from top to bottom, and he looked at Infernal Makijuro who was blocking him.
"咻咻咻..." There was a mocking smile on his face, with no intention of avoiding it.
He is perfect now.
Possessing the blood ghost technique of [Hand of God], he can turn everything he touches into a fish.
next moment.
Poof!
A sudden burst of extreme speed, a slashing attack enveloped in red flames.
In Yuhu's unprepared eyes, he quickly passed over his arm.
The slash touched his neck directly!
The sound of the blade penetrating into flesh was heard. Purgatory Makijuro held the handle of the knife tightly and struck hard on Yuhu's neck!
"What?!" Yuhu looked at the blade that cut into his neck in shock. He was forced to stop his sprint in the air and was struck to the ground by a huge force.
There was a moment of panic in his eyes.
Sudden!
Click!
A crisp sound came from the Nichirin sword in Purgatory Makijuro's hand.
The flames burst out suddenly!
Boom!
As his hand suddenly felt empty, Purgatory Makijuro gritted his teeth tightly and shouted something bad in his heart.
finally.
Under the powerful collision and slashing, fine cracks like spider webs appeared on the surface of the already injured Nichirin Sword.
The sound of metal and metal fragments rubbing and colliding with each other came one after another.
next moment.
boom!
The point where the Sun Lun Knife came into contact with the Jade Pot's neck suddenly shattered, like glass that had been tilted and broken.
It turned into twinkling stars and completely shattered in the darkening forest again.
The Nichirin Sword with the inscription "Destroy Evil Demons" came to an end.
"...Oh?" Yuhu narrowed his eyes and looked at Inguro Makijuro who was holding only the hilt of the sword with a smile.
The latter was holding the handle of the knife, frowning, looking at the broken knife in his hand and clicking his tongue.
"If you want to kill Master Yuhu, you are not qualified at all!"
Yutsubo stood up ferociously in front of Makijuro, and the shadow formed by the strong body of the second form enveloped Makijuro and Yumu Ichiro.
"Hey! Uncle Owl!"
At this time, Ichiro, who had been standing behind Makijuro, shouted forward.
Ichiro held his sword and handed it to Makijuro:
"Use my knife! It looks much better than your broken knife!"
Makijuro was slightly startled.
Looking at the two people who suddenly communicated.
Yuhu, who was ignored, suddenly felt resentful in his heart.
"…Smelly brat!"
He clenched his fists, his face twisted with anger, and swung at Ichiro!
"go to hell!"
Sudden.
Just when Yutsubo's fist quickly passed by Makijuro and was about to touch Ichiro's forehead.
Buzz—! !
Just in front of the jade pot, deep in the forest.
Six golden eyes slowly opened in the dark forest, looking directly at the jade pot quietly.
Instantly, an inexplicable feeling of fear surged into my heart.
Yu Hu's movement of waving his fist suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"Hmm!" Ichiro tilted his head back slightly subconsciously, and the wind brought by Yuhu's fist blew through the ends of his hair.
Yu Hu raised his fists, cold sweat broke out from his body, his eyes trembled, and he cautiously glanced deep into the forest.
——That's right.
--That is…
——Your Excellency Hei Shimo.
next moment.
Yu Hu's eyes were split open. He twisted his body like a fish, his muscles tensed, and his fish tail flicked to the ground!
The strong body suddenly became extremely agile, quickly got into the forest, and started swimming quickly.
At the same time, he shouted frantically in his heart.
——Master Wuhan! ! !
But, it's a pity.
No matter how he calls.
Wu Mei never gave him any response.
