Demon Sword Man's Journey to Honmaru

"Well, what are you guys doing together?"

The corner of Yaodao's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Daojian Fusangshen gathered together in the hall, he asked, "I remember that there is an arrangement for a battle today..."

Yaken Fujishiro in the front row knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "General, can I ask you something?"

The young man raised his brows slightly, and his tone was a little angry, "What do you want from me? If it's too much, I won't agree~"

"My lord! Can you let me see the full power of my lord!" Tong Tianguan raised the sword on his waist and looked at the young man with a presumptuous smile, "I have joined hands with my lord so many times, but never once seriously say!"

"What! Tong Tianguan actually joined hands with the master" Hasebe's eyes widened, and he cried out. Face said: "Only by knowing the true strength of the Lord, can we move forward in the direction of being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Lord."

Yaodao touched his smooth chin with his hand, and his eyes dimmed, "Oh? What if you are frightened by the difference in strength?"

Tong Tianguan still smiled flamboyantly, and patted his chest with his hands, "Where, if there is a big gap in strength, just use time and hard work to make up for it!"

The boy's eyes flickered, "However, my strength is beyond your imagination~ Maybe it can't be made up by mere time and hard work..."

Wearing a cloak, Yamabasaki raised his head, showing a little bit of golden hair, and smiled at the boy, "It's okay...we are the Lord's family, so even if we risk our lives, we will catch up with the Lord." .”

"..." The boy's cheerful face was stunned by Yamabuchi's sudden speech, his white and tender face gradually turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, he turned his face sideways, suppressed the heat in his heart, puffed his cheeks, and The face murmured unnaturally: "Who... who cares about your life..."

Kawaii! ! !Looking at the shy boy with his cute face slightly turned to the side, all the swords were shocked by this rare scene. The boy who usually plays with them heartlessly still has such a time. !

Some swords with ill intentions silently wiped away the saliva left inadvertently, calling madly for the boy in their hearts.

Candlestick, who saw the boy's blushing ears last night, couldn't help but smile, and his brows softened, "My lord has changed a lot... Since I came back from the beach, although I have become more self-willed, I have also been more shy. ···'

The heat on the young man's face faded slightly, before he turned his head, looked at everyone, stretched out his fist and waved, and said: "Let's say it first, even if you get hit later, even if you don't want to become stronger, I will spur you on!"

Hearing this, Hou jumped up excitedly, "Oh! The general is going to teach us himself! Saigao!"

The shy Wuhu Tui also clenched his body tightly, but said with a firm look in his eyes, "Tui will also work hard with Tiger Taro!"

Looking at the swordsmen who didn't understand the point at all and got excited all of a sudden, the corner of the boy's mouth couldn't help but he sighed pretendingly, "I'll just follow you...don't pee your pants in fear!"

Afterwards, he slowly put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and the wind around him became noisy for some reason (the wind is very noisy today~), and the faint smell of blood permeated the entire Honmaru. Holding hands, slightly pursed lips: "Speaking of which, I haven't really introduced myself to you yet..."

As soon as the words fell, the blood energy permeating the pill suddenly gathered together, enveloping the young boy's petite body, and was split open from the inside by a saber light in just a moment, and the white bathrobe of the judge on the young man disappeared, replaced What he wore was a slightly tattered black and yellow armor. The huge helmet covered most of the boy's smooth hair, and only a pair of pupils shone slightly in the shadow.

And in the hand, a huge sword appeared in the hand that was held in vain before. From the point to the handle, there is no decorative carving, not even a knife pattern, only inexplicable lines flashing on the blade, which makes people feel cold silently at first glance, but compared to its rough appearance, the blade exudes The red and black blood light, the endless bloody aura gradually permeated from it, spreading throughout the entire Honmaru.

The corner of the young man's mouth raised slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The shikigami of the Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei used to be the one who sent him to hell. His race is the demon sword demon, and his name is the demon sword. Now he is indeed a god judge of Honmaru, please. Give me a lot of advice."

At the same time, the bloody aura in this pill seemed to increase several times, as if drowning in a sea of ​​blood. At the same time, the feeling as if the huge knife was already in his throat appeared on all Fu Sangshen's bodies, as if As a sword, it is just a sword, unable to speak, unable to move. For the first time, after being Fusangshen, I understand the feeling of a living object and the moment of death...

It only lasted for a moment, and all the Fu Sangshen were like a drowning person who had just been rescued, their whole bodies were drenched in sweat, as if they understood the preciousness of air, they panted heavily.

Looking at the panting crowd, the young man's eyes dimmed slightly, and he thought to himself, um, it looks like compulsory training is about to be carried out...Thinking of the people like Yaoyan and Candlestick Cutting trembling in their hands, Silently shook his fist.

However, in Yaodao's moment of stupefaction, Goto led the group of elementary school students to rush forward, with starry eyes, and said: "Master! Can we also become as strong as the master!"

Hotaru opened his eyes wide and poked the broadsword with his finger, and asked, "My lord, my lord! If I become as strong as you and the same height as my lord, will my sword be as majestic as my lord?" ah!"

Luan Ze looked at the young man's clothes with a distressed face, and kept arranging the armor with his hands, "Master! It's so cute, why do you wear this kind of tattered armor! No, my aesthetics is about to collapse. !Master, wait and change clothes with me!"

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Looking at the hair wet with sweat and the big eyes looking at him blinking in a little bit of sweat, the boy couldn't help laughing softly, touched the wet heads one by one, and answered the children one by one. our problem.

"It really scared me...Although I have some guesses, but the mere murderous intent has suppressed us to such an extent..." Looking at the demon swords playing with the elementary school students, Tsurumaru couldn't help sighing: "My lord Really strong!"

Sankaiyue smiled heartily, "Hahaha, His Highness Tsurumaru backed down? Do you want to be whipped by the Lord?"

Tsurumaru rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "Well, although I want to see how the Lord is inspiring people, but...forget it, I don't want to die."

"It's the master! So strong!" Hasebe looked at the young man with admiration, and then seemed to think of something, and his face became tangled, "No! As a life knife, this kind of strength is completely insufficient To help the Lord! Ahhhhh, this is my negligence!!!”

Xiaohumaru looked at his white fur tangled, "It seems that the grooming time has to be used for training."

At the same time, Japan and Jiro also sighed at the same time, "Could it be that you want to use the drinking time to train?"

Taro helped his forehead, "You should have done this long ago..."

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