Hero Tomie

"You are very strong." Yi Wozuo wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes without the slightest emotion were slowly stained with a violent scarlet color, and the color of the blue lines on his body became darker, releasing a strong coercion and sweeping the earth , the terrifying aura belonging to the third chapter unreservedly rushed to everyone present.

Fortunately, the passengers on the train had fled away, leaving behind an empty train and several young swordsmen from the Ghost Killing Squad, motionless in the violent air current.

"...Mr. Purgatory," my wife Shanyi said suddenly, "In fact, ghosts can be disguised, right? The words in the eyes are actually written on them and can be erased casually, right?" He said very innocently: "Anyway, ghosts The healing ability is super strong, if you are interested, you can engrave a few numbers on your eyes, right?"

The young man's eyes were burning, and he looked at Yanzhu Purgatory Xingshoulang full of hope, hoping to get an affirmative answer.

Purgatory Xingshourou fully understands the mood of the young man, the mentality that the worldview is on the verge of collapse and needs to be rescued immediately.

In fact, I am the same!

"...Young man Shanyi, calm down." As Yan Zhu, one of the strongest members of the Ghost Killing Squad, Purgatory Xingjurou maintained his superficial calmness.

"I can't calm down!! Do you know how scary that last team is?!" Thinking that I was almost turned into a spider by the last team, wrapped in spider silk and even my hands and feet shriveled, my wife Shanyi really wanted to cry.

The last five left him with a lifelong psychological shadow. It stands to reason that the combat power of the first three should be that he can't see the ceiling even if he looks up.But how to explain this scene?The third of the upper string who was easily pushed to the ground and rubbed into a disheveled face was actually the words carved in his eyeballs, right?

"Is it easy?" Purgatory Xingshou Lang looked serious. "Then if you substitute yourself into the opponent of the first string three, what do you think is the chance of you surviving?"

My wife Zenitsu was stunned with a distorted expression.

Not at all.

If it was me standing opposite the third of the first string, there would be no hope of surviving at all.

It's not that the third is too weak, but that his opponent is too strong.

In the third chapter, I introduced myself as a ghost named Yiwozuo. His blood ghost art is more like fighting with force, and his moves are a bit like human melee combat.Every move carries a strong murderous aura, powerful and destructive.

Every time he makes a shot, there is a fiery and oppressive airflow, and the golden pupils tightly lock on the opponent's weakness, pressing mercilessly at every step, even if it is Purgatory himself, he may not be able to avoid it easily.

Compared with the powerful and explosive Yiwoza, his opponent Tomie Kawakami is so weak that he is pitiful.

Cold, thin, frail and thin, this is the first impression of the young man who claims to be a priest. He can be seen to be healthy but definitely not strong. Then look at Yiwozuo's muscular arms, and the clenched iron fist with an unstoppable The momentum of resistance rushed towards the unsuspecting priest, and the moment he made a move, Purgatory Xingshourou even instinctively closed his eyes.

Couldn't bear to watch the young man die in front of his eyes, he was too far away from the serious injury and couldn't stop him, so he could only close his eyes and not watch the bloody scene that would happen next, if he could, he would even temporarily lose his hearing, and couldn't bear to listen to the bones The crisp sound of cracking.

Clear and crisp, crunching, there must be more than one broken.

Purgatory Kyojuro clenched his sword tightly. Even though he had spent a lot of energy protecting the train before, and was attacked by the third of the string just after getting off the train, his body was already close to the limit, so he decided to go forward bravely.

He adjusted his breathing, opened his eyes, and wanted the three teenagers to see if the priest was still alive, and if he was still alive, he would take him and run away.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw that the priest had casually caught Yiwozuo's fist. Yiwozuo's arm was twisted in a strange way. One arm was twisted into a twist, and the bones inside were definitely broken into pieces.

Oh, it turns out that the crisp sound I heard just now is this sound...

In the following time, Purgatory Xing Shoulang went through a series of psychological processes of who am I, where am I, and what happened, and watched with his own eyes the weak priest beat the first string of the third Yiwoza over and over like a sandbag.

Oni's ability to regenerate is very strong, and the third is even more exaggerated. In the short fight before, Purgatory Xingshourou discovered the opponent's recovery speed that almost completely ignored any damage.The instant he was injured, he recovered quickly. His energy was constantly being consumed and his body was constantly adding scars, while the other party still looked intact. The strong contrast sometimes made him doubt himself.

But this powerful ability seems to be out of order now, Yiwozuo's body is covered with deep and shallow wounds, blood is constantly overflowing, and the blue traces on his body are also separated by the cracked flesh, looking hideous and terrifying.

Purgatory Kyojuro knows very well that it is not that the regenerative ability of the third winding has failed, but that the speed of the wound increase exceeds the healing speed of Yiwoza. The old wound has not yet recovered, and a new layer of wound has been added. Let Yiwozuo be so embarrassed.

The priest still looked calm and breezy, standing opposite the Yiwo seat with a seemingly flawless body, his clean and tidy robe was blown up by the wind, and the loose robe fluttering in the wind made him look thinner.If you take a closer look, you can find that since the two sides fought, he has stood in place, his feet have not moved a step, his slender fingers are empty, and his speed is so fast that it is impossible to see what he is using on Yiwozuo. leaving wounds.

This is like a one-sided battle, the other party stands unscathed, but he is in a mess.

Yiwozuo stopped the offensive, and stood quietly waiting for the wound on his body to heal.The man suspected of Tomie Kawakami didn't take the opportunity to attack, but stood there indifferently, not caring about it, his eyes were like the surface of a frozen lake, no matter how violent the hurricane was, it couldn't stir up any waves.

Whether it is a fierce attack, or repair and healing, in those eyes, it is a trivial matter that is not worth paying attention to.

Yiwozuo read a message from his cold eyes, that is, he is small, and any action is futile.

His eyes stayed on the opponent's chest for a while, and the memory given by Mr. Wu Mi was played again in his mind, and he fell into deep confusion.

The Tomie Kawakami in front of him is infinitely close to the Tomie who buried Tong Mo in his memory, and his face is exactly the same, the only difference is his chest.

How to deal with this situation?Do I need to report to Master Wu Mi?

While he was still looking at the other person's chest and thinking, for some reason, the other person's indifferent expression suddenly changed, which seemed to be anger and hatred. Yiwozuo, who had no human feelings, was very puzzled by this.

Why did it suddenly change?Did you do anything yourself?

"You don't need to work hard to heal your wound." The voice was still cold, "Anyway, you are going to die."

The terrifying momentum exploded violently, and Yiwozuo, who was a ghost, actually felt a kind of creepy fear, which spread from the bottom of his heart little by little.

Purgatory Xingshoulang sensitively noticed that the aura of the priest had changed suddenly.

From serene, gentle, pure and flawless, it suddenly changed into black danger, like a balloon that swelled to the limit and burst suddenly, the sharp killing intent exploded, turbulently impacting everything around, even myself was about to lose my footing, The three young swordsmen beside him had already sat down on the ground, looking panic-stricken and dazed.

In the breath fight between the third of the first string and the priest, the priest's advantage is almost overwhelming.

What is puzzling is that the aura of the priest at this moment is even more terrifying than the ghost of the third chapter.Not aggressive, dark and viscous, it only erupted for a short moment, then became quiet and slowly flowing.The aura came over, making Purgatory Xingshou Lang feel like he fell into the swamp, countless black mud poured into his mouth and nose, he couldn't see or hear it, and kept falling into the depths.No one hears the deep cry for help, only to be drowned here.

Is this really a priest and not a ghost?

"You are very confident." The wounds on Yiwozuo's body have all healed, the blood on the body surface has not disappeared, and he still looks very embarrassed, and his dazzling pink hair has been turned red by the blood.

"Confident?" The priest tilted his head, thought for a while, and said slowly, "For you, these two words are unnecessary."

Belittled!

The anger in Yiwozuo's heart is like boiling water that has reached its peak and is still being heated by the fire, tumbling and boiling, making a long howl in the pot.

The figure turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the priest at a speed so fast that it almost disappeared from sight, and the powerful momentum whipped up a gale to wreak havoc.Unleashing the power belonging to the ghost to the fullest, roaring and smashing down on the priest.

"Be careful!" Kneeling on the ground and tightly hugging the box containing his younger sister, Kamado Tanjiro was about to be overturned by the strong air current, and the wind mixed with dust made him unable to open his eyes, and vaguely saw the horrific eruption of Kamado Sanji strength, but Mr. Kawakami, who was standing in place without any defense, looked weak and helpless, and couldn't help crying out.

It's too deceptive, Purgatory Kyojuro sighed in his heart, Tanjirou's voice of caution was also what he wanted to say.

Obviously, he had witnessed the priest easily crushing the top three before, but when they fought again, he still couldn't help but worry about him.

It may be that the current aura of the third chapter is too terrifying, Purgatory Xingjurou rigorously found a reason for himself.

The speed of both sides is so fast that it is almost impossible to see the movements clearly. The human sight can no longer keep up with their speed. We can only see how fierce the battle is from the continuous vibration of the air.

The strength of the third winding is so terrifying, the powerful blood ghost technique combined with the body that has been tempered, every time he makes a move, even the air will be ignited, and the ground under his feet will tremble. With those two afterimages as the center, the fiery and powerful might Destroy everything around you.Purgatory Xingshou Lang had to take the three young swordsmen back to a place farther from the center of the battle.

Where those two figures appeared, even the ground was forced down a layer.

Whether it is the third of the first string or the priest, the strength of the two of them has exceeded predictions.Purgatory Xingshoulang watched the battle intently. He felt that the blood in his body was also ignited. He couldn't help but put himself in the peak state. Unfortunately, he found that no matter which side it was, he was not sure of victory. .

This cognition did not make him depressed, on the contrary, it aroused his struggle even more. He must keep fighting, keep practicing, and keep getting stronger. If he can achieve this level, then his father will also agree with him!

This battle seemed to last for a long time, but it was actually very short.

The end of the battle was announced as the third of the winding fell from mid-air to the ground and could not move.

The wind stopped, and everything was quiet again.

The priest still looked the same, the third of the strings was covered in blood, the priest was still spotless, not even a single wrinkle appeared on his cuffs, his breathing was steady, his eyes were indifferent, as if he just came out for a walk at night.

The third of the upper string was lying in the big pit that was smashed out, breathing weakly, his chest heaved violently by a deep wound, his weak and embarrassed posture made the three ghost killers who had almost died in the hands of the fifth of the lower string The swordsmen of the team showed expressions of disbelief.

The third of the upper string originally possessed a powerful force worthy of the trembling of any human being, and the ghost of the lower string was completely worthless in front of him.But at this moment several teenagers, even Yanzhu Purgatory Xing Shoulang have doubts about his strength.It's not that he is too weak, but that the reference is too strong.

The priest strolled up to the third of the first string, Purgatory Xingshourou finally saw the weapon in his hand this time, it was a silver-bladed long sword, reflecting the dazzling light, and his aura matched the priest very well.

Lost.

Yiwozuo felt the blood in his body rolling angrily, it was the blood of Master Wu Mi, who had seen the battle, and he was angry.

Oni's physique allowed his seriously injured body to heal quickly again, but Yiwoza knew that it was useless, no matter how many times he healed, Tomie Kawakami could easily defeat him again.

The overwhelming strength completely destroyed his fighting spirit, he knew that he could not win, no matter how long his life was, no matter how hard he practiced, he would not be able to defeat this opponent.

And the most tragic thing is that his opponent is a human being.

Human life is so short, and the peak state is even more fleeting.Even if he beats this person someday in the future, it's not like he won the peak state.

"...Why?" Yi Wozuo said in confusion, "Why don't you and Purgatory Xingshoulang refuse to become ghosts? Having an infinite life allows you to maintain your peak state and make yourself stronger, isn't it? okay?"

The priest frowned and thought for a while.

"There are a lot of things I want to say, but considering that you are a ghost without human emotions, it would be a waste to say more. No matter how much you know, you will die, so why not just die quietly? What's the point of asking these things?"

Purgatory Xingshourou who wanted to refute Yiwozuo's statement: ...it seems...that's the truth.

Yiwozuo's golden pupils stared blankly at the sky.

The sky has begun to turn white, and there is a faint light in the east. The sky is burned red by the sun that is about to appear, and the gorgeous clouds are wandering wantonly in the sky.It ranges from gold to orange-red, with a pink cloud at the edge, much like the color of his hair.

"Mr. Komaji, does this dress look good?" A young lady stood vaguely in the clouds, wearing a kimono of the same color as the clouds, looking at him happily.The hair ornament in the shape of snowflakes shines brightly in the hair, matching the gentle smile.

The heart was hit hard, Yiwoza's eyes widened, and the memory of the human "Komaji" slowly emerged.

Why do you want to become stronger?

It's to protect important people!

The bones in the arm received the instructions from the body and recovered quickly. He clenched his fist, but he didn't grab anything.

Father, master, Miss Lianxue, all those who wanted to protect have disappeared...

So what's the point of being strong?

"Mr. Komaji, do you want to watch the fireworks together?" The sky gradually turned blue, and the clouds also took off the gorgeous coat bestowed on them by the morning sun.The pink clouds were slowly turning pale, and Miss Lianxue, who was about to disappear with the pink, asked him shyly.

May I?I have been slaughtered mechanically for a hundred years, and my body is covered with tattoos representing sinners. Can I go to the same place as you?

Miss Lianxue didn't answer, just looked at him and smiled.

Yiwozuo raised his hand and spread his five fingers slightly, as if he wanted to hold something.

"Can I go to the same place as a pure soul?" The fingertips slowly burned, scorched, and weathered under the first ray of sunlight.

The golden pupils looked at the holy and compassionate priest.

The priest looked at him and smiled slightly: "Of course not, you killed so many people, what are you thinking?"

The sun came out, and he burned up in the golden sunlight, his skin was scorched black, Yiwozuo didn't make any sound, just persistently refused to close his eyes, looking up at the unreachable sky.

"But you can look forward to it, the person who loves you, because of loving you, gave up his own way and waited for you in hell." When the last head was about to disappear, the priest said softly.

The golden pupils closed slowly, and the pink hair turned black strangely, disappeared into the sunlight, mixed into the fine dust, was swept up by a gust of wind, and shot straight into the sky.

"...The third of the first string, he died." Tanjiro Kamado said calmly.

"That's right, the third winding, he died." My wife Shan Yi numbly agreed.

The crow standing on the treetop not far away flapped its wings and flew into the distance, spreading the news that Yan Zhu and the three swordsmen encountered one of the lower strings and the third of the upper strings, and finally wiped out the enemy without casualties.

And the name of the priest Kawakami Tomie was also sent to the desk of the lord Sanyashiki Yoya.

"Prince Kawakami Tomie, have you ever heard of it?" the frail Miyashiki Yoya asked his wife, Miyashiki Amane.

The Ubayashiki family was cursed because of the Onimai Tsujimu bloodline, and the offspring were extremely short-lived. Even if each generation was combined with the priest's lineage, none of the children born lived past the age of 30.

The 23-year-old Yoya Miyayashiki, whose body has reached its limit, feels that he will not live for too long, and hopes that at this point, he will end his fateful entanglement with Onimai Tsuji.

Ubuyashiki Amane is an extremely beautiful and gentle woman. She delivered tea with suitable water temperature to her husband who is already blind. "I have never heard of this name. It can easily kill the ghost of the string. I think it is a very powerful priest." .”

Priests had a very high status in the distant Heian-kyo era and could compete with the legendary monsters.Later, it gradually declined, and now, it has almost lost all its spiritual power.Ubuyashiki Amane once heard from his father that if a priest with powerful spiritual power exorcises her husband, he can purify the curse in his blood and live longer.

"I'll write a letter home and ask. A priest with such extraordinary abilities will definitely not be unknown."

"Yeah, I really want to see him too." Yoya Miyayashiki showed a faint smile, "I feel that the time for the decisive battle is getting closer, and I hope our children will not be affected by this curse again."

Ubayashiki Yoya sent Yan Zhu an order to invite the priest Kawakami Tomie Sanyashiki's house to be a guest.

A very bold and dangerous order.

As the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad, the Ubayashiki family has always been well hidden, and the Ubayashiki family is a thorn in the side of Onimai Tsuji. Only a handful of people in the Demon Slayer Squad know the location.

This decision represents the danger of the Ubuyashiki family being exposed to the outside world again.

"In order to kill Onimai Tsuji Mumi, this little risk is worth it." Ubuyashiki Yoya's pupils without distance flashed a ray of determination.

It's a pity that after Yanzhu returned, he only brought back three young swordsmen, and the priest in the news disappeared.

"I invited him very sincerely," said Yanzhu Purgatory Xingshourou with a serious face, "I told him a lot about the ghost killing team and ghosts, but Mr. Kawakami still firmly refused. He said he would go to Cultivation, I can't beat him, so I can only let him go away."

"Is it really that powerful?" Feng Zhu Immortal Kawa Minami frowned, the wound on his face made him look terrifying.

"One of the last strings, he only poked a finger, and the third string, is there 10 minutes?" Purgatory Xingshourou rubbed his chin, "Anyway, it ended very quickly, and the white clothes he wore didn't even splash a speck of mud superior."

"If we have such a powerful helper to join our oni-hunting team, we will be more confident in dealing with Oni Mai Tsuji. Purgatory, did he say where he is going to practice?" asked Yoya Miyayashiki .

Yuhao Tianyuan shivered subconsciously, looking at such a kind lord, he couldn't help but recall the time when he was persuaded to join the Ghost Killing Squad.

"He said he was going to a place that all men would really want to go." Purgatory Xingshourou said seriously, "He didn't tell me exactly where."

A place where all men would really like to go?

Apart from the two youngest daughters of Miyayashiki Yoya, Yanzhu Fengzhu Yinzhu and the Lord Master, where would the four men want to go?

Everyone was puzzled by this, and finally Yoya Ubuyashiki issued an order to let the members of the Demon Slayer Squad outside pay attention to Tomie Kawakami.

"Very recognizable," when the lord asked what kind of person Kawakami Tomie is, Yanzhu replied easily, "He is a person who will let you add the word "most" before "beautiful."

Yuhao Tianyuan rolled his eyes covertly, why do so many people claiming to be the most beautiful appear recently?

The most beautiful people are of course my three wives, and the one who can add the most beauty before beauty is none other than myself.

At the end of the short meeting, Umo Tengen thought of his three wives. He was looking for ghosts in Yoshiwara, but he suddenly lost contact recently, so he had to find a way to get his wives back.

In the Butterfly House, Butterfly Shinobi was healing the three injured young swordsmen, and while bandaging them, they talked about how the priest defeated the ghost.

"Did you actually refuse the invitation of the lord?" Die Ren tilted his head and smiled, "It is a remarkable person who can firmly practice his own way."

"Yes," Kamado Tanjiro sighed, recalling Mr. Kawakami's unrestrained back when he left, "Mr. Kawakami is really amazing to go to Yoshiwara to practice alone."

Butterfly Ren: "...hehe, where do you think he is going to practice?"

"Yoshihara." Kamado Tanjiro replied honestly.

Tomie Kawakami was murdered.