Demon Sword Man's Journey to Honmaru

"Then let's have a good time..."

Following the young man's words, the wooden door that tore off the charm slowly opened, and black mist slowly leaked out from the crack of the door, as if swallowing all the light, and the scenery seen through the crack of the door was just darkness .

"My lord!" The white figure suddenly stood in front of the young man, holding the sword in front of him in a guarding posture. Yamabuchi frowned, stared anxiously at the opened door, and looked at the man beside him in puzzlement. Foxnosuke roared: "Why is there a fallen Fusangshen here!"

Yaodao grabbed the white cloak of the young man standing in front of him, and with a simple lift, he pulled the young man ten centimeters taller behind him,

"Yamabagiri, you can't help me with the next thing..."

After that, he looked at the quiet room with great interest, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Heh... didn't you go out immediately? It seems that you still haven't lost your mind..."

He waved to the one person and one fox behind him, and walked into the dark room door,

"Then, I'll come when I go."

"Lord!"

Just when Yamabuchi was about to catch up with the boy, Foxnosuke stood in front of him,

"Yamaba Kirisan, please stay behind..."

"How is that possible! Those are two fallen knives...they are completely monsters!"

Fusangshen is a monster that is transformed into a monster by absorbing spiritual power, the essence of the sun and the moon, or resentment after being placed for a long time. Although the Fusangshen of the sword belongs to the spirit of Fusangshen, due to human beliefs and Due to his own merits, the Fusangshen formed has a lot more divinity produced by human belief and worship than ordinary spirits. Therefore, it is not so much a monster as a relatively weak god.

And the dark fall is to abandon one's divinity as a sword, leaving only the demon side, bloodthirsty and violent, which is completely opposite to the previous Fusangshen.

Freed from the shackles of divinity, he became a monster completely, and can freely use the demon power belonging to Fusangshen, so it is also several times stronger than ordinary swords.

Thinking of this, a trace of fear appeared on Yamabukiri's usually indifferent face, as if seeing the scene where the boy was injured by a knife, he moved forward again regardless of Foxosuke's obstruction.

however,

"His Highness Yamabukiri, please calm down. Hasn't His Highness the God Judge already said that you can't help with matters inside this door..."

Honosuke's shrill voice sounded beside his ears, and his body also became unable to move at the same time. Looking at the light locks that suddenly appeared all over his body, his pupils shrank, and he murmured:

"what is this?"

"It's just a small technique of Yin-Yang Art. With your strength, I probably can't control you for a long time..."

There was a slight blue light in Foxnosuke's eyes, and he jumped onto Yamabagiri's shoulder with all his strength, "As a shikigami of an onmyoji, this skill can still be done."

"Then, let's take this time and think about it calmly. Think about why His Highness the God Judge didn't bring other swords, but why did you bring your Yamabakiri Kunihiro..."

Then, he took a deep look at the dark door and murmured:

"Also, take this opportunity to get to know Your Highness well..."

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On the other side, the demon knife who entered the room looked around, it was still pitch black, chuckled lightly,

"Oh, don't you even have a basic welcome? It seems that the two of you don't know how to treat guests..."

Raising his head slightly, he took a step back, and at the same time, a white knife light passed by his throat, taking away a trace of the boy's slightly raised black hair.

"Tsk." In the darkness, suddenly there was a tongue-smacking sound from nowhere.

Feeling the cold wind that suddenly passed through his throat, the young man still had a little smile on his face, and words that seemed surprised came from his lips,

"Oh, it's so dangerous, it almost killed me."

As soon as the voice fell, the young man moved his body slightly, moving forward or backward, and after each movement, another white light appeared in the gap, which lasted for tens of seconds. Only the clear voice of the young man echoed in the empty room middle.

"Use demon power to cover this room, making it impossible to see the layout of the room even with spiritual power. In a room full of your own demon power, it is completely easy to find the intruder who broke in. The enemy knows that we are there Darkness, coupled with the extremely fast and silent assassination, is really a pretty good strategy, it seems that the two of you have not lost your mind..."

The light of the knife stopped flickering, and the darkness returned to silence again. After a while, an unknown hoarse voice sounded like a young man with a trace of vigilance,

"you···"

He obviously didn't feel the slightest spiritual power, and he was obviously just a boy who was almost a head shorter than himself, but he easily escaped the assassination of the two dark swords using their demonic power to hide their figure and the sound of the wind. Layers of waves.

"Murderous intent~" As if aware of the doubts in the hearts of the two of them, the young man pointed to the hiding place of the two of them with his fingers, "How could he not be aware of the murderous intent towards me~"

Afterwards, he tapped his lips with his hand and said, "Well... now you all understand, you can't do anything to me at all with your words, so let's talk about it~"

"who are you?"

Another young man who was different from before came with a doubtful voice.

"Me?" Yaodao pointed at himself with a finger, and replied with a smile: "It's a god judge from Honmaru~"

Then he jumped back again, avoiding another white light, puffed his cheeks, and complained:

"Well, they attacked again without saying a word."

The angry voices of the two young men came together with the brilliant knife light,

"Go to hell! God judge, there is nothing to talk about between us!"

Looking at the two shadow-wrapped shadows who gave up the assassination and swung their knives blindly with their own anger, he sighed slightly while constantly avoiding their knives,

"Hey... I said you can't do anything to me."

As if they didn't hear their own words, the two of them were still waving their swords, as if they wanted to vent all their anger. As the boy kept moving, his lips parted slightly, telling a story as if reciting aloud.

"Ichijin in the first phase, as the number 14 of Honmaru's sword, Yijin, as a rare four-flower sword with a handsome appearance, captured the hearts of the female judges at that time in an instant. The summoned Fu Sangshen has a natural affection for the god judge, and should have entered the happy ending plot.

But because of the woman's jealousy, she didn't want to share Yiqi Yizhen's love with the rest of Kuritaguchi's brothers, and changed her previous image of a kind and gentle judge. Smashed Kuritaguchi's swords one by one, and declared a long-term expedition to the person involved, and when the person knew it, it was because he watched the god judge push his last brother, Ranto Shiro, into the sword solution pool At that time, moreover, it seems that his last words were like this: "If Ichiki hadn't come to Honmaru, would the lord still love us..."

, Then, in the first phase of the collapse, Yizhen also quietly applied to Honosuke to leave the Honmaru, but the most tragic thing is this, the new Honmaru's god-inspector who arrived was completely concerned about the existence of rarity ···Small low-cut knives at will, just according to your own mood, and this is especially true for short knives that belong to the bad street. If you are seriously injured, don't repair it, and if you are in a bad mood, take it and smash it... So, what will be the reaction to Yiqi Yixi, who cares most about brotherhood and is already facing collapse? "

With a sympathetic tone, the boy sighed slightly,

"Of course, there is only dark fall, give up the restraint of your divinity, and swing the knife at the god judge..."

Afterwards, the young man stared at another figure, not caring about the fiercer attack, and still telling the story in a flat tone,

"Jiang Xue Zuowen, as a rare peace-loving sword, must not have a good ending when it meets a standard warist master... As the only Sihua Taidao in the main pill at that time, but Because he loves peace, he can't show his true strength, and the god judge at that time used Xiaoye Zuowen, your younger brother, as a threat. Words are short knives, and it is quite easy to get started. Therefore, in the cycle of seeing my beloved younger brother being pushed down the knife solution pool again and again, and being summoned to look at my yearning eyes again and again, I can only close my heart, as if It kills the enemy like a machine, but when I saw my other younger brother Zongsan Zuowen couldn't bear it, and was about to fall secretly to kill the god judge, he swung the knife at the god judge."

Opening up the scars hidden in the depths without mercy, and constantly sprinkled salt, the two knives became more and more manic, the black mist became thicker, and the roars of the two of them like wild beasts continued to be heard in the darkness .

"Human! God judge! Go to hell! No human can be trusted!!"

"Ah, what a tragedy." Yaodao sighed for some unknown reason, raised his head slightly as he kept retreating, looked at the ceiling, as if recalling the past, and murmured: "Yes, human beings are so weak, but they are so cunning, lies, Deceit, desire for control, jealousy, lust... Indeed, it is impossible to trust people, once you give your heart, you will be deceived by them and there will be nothing left..."

He stopped in his tracks, opened his palms slightly, firmly grasped the two saber lights waving towards him, pulled them forward, and pulled them out. Looking at the two youths who were stunned by the sudden action, Take a deep breath, stomp your feet

With a sound of "Boom!", a gust of wind blew away all the black mist covering the room, revealing the appearance of two young men,

One with short light blue hair in a military uniform, one with long silver hair in a monk's robe is no different from the rest of the swords, however, his body is surrounded by dense white bones growing out of nowhere.

The two stared blankly at the smiling young man in front of them, their eyes were full of shock, because, once again, what enveloped the room was a monstrous aura that was hundreds of times stronger than their own, with a thick bloody smell, And the source of distribution is a handsome young man who is a head shorter than himself.

The boy said:

"As you can see, I'm not human..."

"Besides, the knives in Honmaru want to see you two, so I'm here to find you."

"So, can you trust us?"

The author has something to say:

3300 words fat seal!Don't say I'm short!snort!

No way... I coded for three hours, I'm so sleepy, I'll reply tomorrow...

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