Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

In the howling of the breaking wind.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's figure passed through the hall and landed on the dark and wanton long street.

He put down the wooden box and Tanjirou.

Hold the sun wheel knife tightly.

His sharp eyes stabbed in all directions.

"Why don't you give up."

"Is it worth it for a swordsman who works with ghosts?"

"Don't you ghost killing team hate ghosts?"

"How many of your relatives and friends died at the hands of ghosts?"

Hoarse and persuasive voices came from all directions.

Tomioka Giyuu looked serious.

For this devil's words.

He was deaf.

In order to protect Tanjiro and his sister, he is willing to give his life here.

What he wanted to erase was never a creature like a ghost, but a violent and brutal heart that preyed on people.

Although Nezuko is a ghost, she is willing to stand up for human beings.

Then her existence cannot be described as a ghost.

And what Tomioka volunteered to protect was no longer a vicious ghost!

He said nothing.

The sun wheel knife in his hand trembled slightly under the huge grip.

"Stubborn!"

Under the stern voice.

Beads of blood rose from nothingness, tens of thousands of spears condensed into spears shot out towards Tomioka Yoshioka with the momentum of thunder.

The latter raised his eyebrows.

The invisible realm expanded again.

Lips open and close.

The shape of picking up one is ready to come out.

But at this critical moment.

An extremely strange force exerted on Tomioka Yoshiyuki's body.

In other words, it is applied to every blood vessel and tendon in the whole body.

He could clearly feel the restlessness of the blood.

Crazy flowing and colliding, trying to break free from the shackles of the blood vessels and shoot out of the pores.

Tomioka Giyuu looked grim.

He adjusted his breathing and mobilized his strength to suppress the wanton agitation all over his body.

shhhhh--

at the same time.

Blood arrows roared towards them.

Fill the field of vision!

Rolling in with deadly killing intent!

"Your life... is over!"

Matsuyamano stepped out of the pure darkness.

A thick layer of blood shrouded his torso.

Vibrating and trembling.

He stretched out his hand from afar.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki, pointing directly at the center of the offensive.

"Die!"

He clenched his outstretched palm into a fist.

The pulling power of applying blood soared instantly!

The pain was like a tide.

Tomioka is brave enough to save the day!

......

The bitter cold wind blew on Itachi's face like a knife.

A dark sky overhead.

He stepped on the top of the tree and culled it again.

Compress your breath to the max.

Slowly and slowly.

Frost hits the face.

Wrapped in a piece of silver.

Tong Mo stood on top of the Ice Buddha.

Empty eyes stare into nothingness.

His earlobe moved slightly.

His keen perception immediately caught Itachi's movements.

"I lost the illusion you are proud of, what else can you do to me! Itachi!"

Tong Mo shouted disdainfully.

The voice was carried by the cold wind and pierced into Itachi's ears.

The latter leaped high.

Fast printing.

Once again resorted to a powerful fireball technique.

The fire dragon rises against the wind.

Go away with a blaze of fire.

Snow melts.

The Buddha collapsed.

Hoarfrost fades like a sea tide.

Can never completely dissipate.

"It's useless!"

Tong Mo waved the iron fan.

A gust of sub-freezing wind howled out.

Pulling the surrounding trees.

In the sound of hunting.

Ice and snow fell on the world again.

The Water Lily Bodhisattva reshaped the ice body, and the snow lotus stabbed like an arrow.

Break through the angry dragon made of flames.

Although the loss will be half.

But it's still deadly enough.

They neighed towards the weasel behind the fire dragon.

The cold air came wrapped in poisonous mist.

The ferret flew to dodge.

The figure is as light as a swallow.

The moment of leaping in the air.

He is seal again.

Spit out a ball of fire again.

"It's useless! It's useless! If that's all you have! No need to waste time!"

Tong Mo was waving the iron fan.

The cold wind worked together with the ice Buddha.

Snow flying.

Spinning towards the fireball.

After the fierce collision, it is still a familiar ending.

The frost created by Tong Mo once again swallowed the fireball roaring from Itachi.

Wait until the evaporating smoke clears.

In the world presented, there was no Weasel.

Tong Mo was unable to inspect.

In the aftermath of the collision.

He seemed to hear the sound of breaking wind.

next second!

Roaring ears!

Tong Mo bounced quickly.

Leaping from the shoulder of the Ice Buddha to his head, while waving the iron fan in his hand!

"Blood ghost technique!"

"Scatter lotus!"

A large number of finely shattered ice flakes condensed out from the bitter cold wind, and each piece was as sharp as a blade.

They are overwhelming.

Tearing straight at the Itachi that appeared from behind.

The latter has no dodge whatsoever.

The ice flower pierced through him like a bamboo, and then dissipated into a cloud of smoke.

Avatar.

Although Tong Mo couldn't see, he could still clearly smell that there wasn't any diffuse blood.

He gripped the iron fan tightly.

Capture all the wind and grass around.

Hissing suddenly sounded.

There are a large number of projectiles coming through the wind.

Tong Mo brandished an ice storm.

At the same time back away.

He is still very clear about this guy's tricks.

The illusion clone changes.

Be very careful when fighting him.

It cannot be allowed to approach itself, including projectiles such as hidden weapons.

Not to let down any vigilance.

Itachi looked serious.

The figure changed from a black shuriken to a human form again.

This evil spirit is very vigilant.

Obviously, he could defeat all these hidden weapons with a light wave of the iron fan, but he still jumped backwards to dodge.

Standing on the head of the ice Buddha.

Tong Mo gently waved the iron fan.

Standing unhurriedly.

Itachi split through the oncoming ice storm.

back away

When leaving this frost-covered earth.

He gasped for breath.

Some pale faces gradually climbed to a red light.

When fighting Tong Mo.

Itachi kept his breathing to a minimum, while mobilizing Chakra to cut off the intake of toxins as much as possible.

corresponding.

His combat strength has also been weakened by at least one-third.

Coupled with a shadow clone that he differentiated.

Now his strength is cut in half.

of course.

The most important thing is that he can't use monthly reading on that guy.

otherwise.

Killing this Tong Mo is as easy as crushing an ant!

——It must be resolved quickly!

Itachi took a deep breath.

It's not an option to grind like this all the time, the toxin will definitely cause him harm over time.

His eyes flew across the mountains.

Go to the positive and negative knife.

A shadow clone that runs like lightning.

"It's really boring." Tong Mo said lazily.

In a world of nothingness.

He can't see any color.

Throwing the swaying trees and the wind his world was chaotic and silent.

"Let these children be my eyes."

"Blood ghost technique!"

"Crystal Prince!"

The moment the voice settled down.

Five dolls made of ice walked out of the Buddha's eyes.

Open Bing Tong.

Examine this world of ice and snow.

"It's really strange!"

"Let's play with you first."

Tong Mo jumped up.

Five dolls opened the way and served as his eyes, guiding him to find enemies in the void.

Itachi, who was standing on the top of a tree and breathing slowly, stared at this scene from a distance.

Frost follows everywhere.

Go towards the forest cover.

He jumped up again.

Come with the wind and thunder!