Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 74 I Wasn't Disliked (Please book first!"

Scarlet spears coming from all directions.

The strange power raging in the body.

The chilling murderous intent that fills the world.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's muscles agitated, and at the same time resisting the strange force that stripped the blood, he launched 'Nagi' with all his strength.

But Matsuyama would not give him this chance.

With the closing of the fist shape.

The strange power soared.

The blood stirred like a frightened snake, trembling at an extremely fast rate, colliding with the inner wall of the blood vessel.

The tearing pain pricks the nerve.

Blood streaks gradually spilled out from the pores all over his body.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's mouth, nose, eyes and ears were bleeding out.

Miserable.

--I
- Can't be defeated! !
At the moment when the bloody spear stabbed, Tomioka Yoshiyuki stabbed the long knife into his thigh, the severe pain screamed like a tsunami, the adrenaline soared wildly, and his heart beat with high fever.

He was panting like a bull.

Visible rise and fall of the ribcage.

Point down.

The invisible realm swells.

凪！
Spears in the sky and on the ground trembled and collapsed.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki stood in the middle of the drifting blood rain.

The body trembled slightly and then trembled like a leaf in a strong wind.

With a long knife in one hand, he suddenly fell to one knee.

A mouthful of bright red blood spit out from the mouth.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka is still fighting against that strange force.

Eyeballs shrouded in blood twitched desperately.

He looked at the figure of Matsuyama standing in the distance.

He must attack.

If he is allowed to continue performing vampirism, he will definitely die.

--stand up!

—Stand up! !

He Tomioka Yoshiyuki can not fall!

Tanjiro!
Nezuko! !

Thousands of people have to be guarded by him! ! !
"Water Breathing. Type Eight!"

"Takitsubo!!"

Giyuu Tomioka pulled himself up from the ground with all his strength.

Prancing in the air.

Swing a heavy knife.

Matsuyama's expression changed.

His eyes were full of incredible things.

This guy is obviously dying!How could it be possible to erupt with such a powerful force!

Damn it! !
Matsuyama jumped up.

Quickly jumped onto the low wall built to block the street.

While looking away.

The loud noise exploded in my ears.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki smashed down the sword like a mountain with both hands.

In an instant, dust and smoke rose everywhere.

The long street collapsed and created a pothole one meter deep.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki stands among them.

Breathing heavily.

And his face is as firm as a mountain.

A death-defying decision.

For an instant.

Matsuyama seemed to be dragged into the night of fierce battle with the female evil spirit again.

The other party's face also had such a resolute expression.

Fear once again climbed from the bottom of my heart.

--calm!calm!

——I am the winding ghost!I will not be afraid!I will not be afraid!
—He is at the end of his rope!kill him! !kill him! ! !

Song Shanye roared desperately in his heart.

The figure rushed away again.

Hissing and roaring!

"You disgusting bugs, die quickly!!"

The jab came with a cold wind.

at the same time.

The blood condenses into a gun and shoots violently!
"Water Breathing. Three Types!"

"Liu Liu dance!"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki swung a long knife and quickly dodged, splitting the guns one after another.

Matsuyamano's figure kept enlarging in his eyes.

On the stern face is a beast-like viciousness.

Tomioka Yoshioka swung his sword towards him.

The breath gushes up the tip of the nose like a train whistle.

The long knife is indomitable.

There is no defensive posture whatsoever.

Tomioka bravely sacrifices his life to fight with each other! !
The moment of collision!

It's raining blood!
A strong stench poured into the nostrils.

Matsuyama turned into blood beads and pierced through.

The target was directed at Tanjirou and Nezuko on the flat ground.

Damn!

When Tomioka volunteered to turn around.

Matsuyama's offensive was unstoppable.

Blood recombines in the air.

A deadly killing intent is coming!

"Do not!!!"

Tomioka stepped forward bravely, roaring like never before!

Matsuyama grinned grimly.

Relying on the incomparably weird blood ghost technique, he can always kill people mysteriously.

Now this guy must not be able to stop him before he pierces through the chest of the crimson-haired guy!

"in the end!"

"You still died in my hands!!"

Fist like a gun!
Bang out!

The screen is grim.

The next breath is life and death!
"Breath of the Sea. Shape of Nine!"

"Tide!"

Hoarse and thick voice.

What descended together was a figure rushing like a tide.

The sea-blue knife light flashed in the overflowing candlelight in the hall.

The long knife cut down like electricity.

Bring blood and blood!
Matsuyamano's stabbed arm spurted blood and flew up.

Didn't wait for him to react.

The deadly killing intent follows everywhere.

cut off his head.

In an instant, the skin was broken and embedded in the dense white bones.

Song Shanye immediately broke up and fled.

Condensed in the roadway 30 meters away.

He was covering the huge gap in his neck, his face was extremely hideous!

"Damn!"

"Damn!!"

"Damn!!!"

Three repeated utterances.

One sound is louder than the other!

It was obvious that he was about to kill that disgusting guy, but why would someone always appear at such a critical moment!

Haunted! !
He stared at the old figure standing in the distance.

Sea-blue feathers flutter in the wind.

Blood trickled down the corner of his clothes.

It was Shinichi Nagasawa.

He is holding a sun wheel knife with a blue blade, and his long snow-white beard flutters slightly.

"Old man, my style is still the same as before."

Nagasawa Shinichi said to himself.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki, who came running wildly, froze in place, staring blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

half an hour.

He said.

"Mr. Early Gu?"

"Oh, little guy, you still know my name." Nagasawa Shinichi said.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka had no words.

When he was still under Teacher Rinlong's school, he often heard Rintaki Zuojin mention this former old friend, Fujiwara Sako.

The eighth pillar of the previous Ghost Killing Team, Hae Joo.

Famous for breathing the sea.

This is why Tomioka Giyuu can recognize him.

However, combined with this guy's previous performance, Tomioka Yoshiyuki couldn't believe that this guy turned out to be Hai Zhu.

After all, according to Mr. Linlong, Fujiwara Zaogu was an extremely kind and brave swordsman.

Willing to give up his life for others.

He has been running around on the road of killing ghosts all his life.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki frowned.

No further thought.

No matter what.

Now that he has at least one more helper, he can deal with this guy with ease.

"Speaking of which, I'm your senior. It's very impolite to ignore people."

"Sorry." Tomioka Yoshiyuki said coldly.

This tense atmosphere is also thanks to the old man being so playful.

"Rintaki's disciple is really boring. He looks like that old antique, so I'm afraid it's not very flattering." Nagasawa Shinichi said lightly while holding the Sun Wheel Saber.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka was taken aback.

The world seems to be spinning.

On the pitch-black stage, the bright spotlight hit him, and then the auditorium erupted into laughter like a tidal wave.

"I'm not hated."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki had a cold face.

Said.

(End of this chapter)