[Lord Demon Slayer: Hiiragi of Kuhara]

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A few days ago, Butterfly House.

"These ammunition has been specially modified by the knife maker, please keep it carefully."

Butterfly said with patience, and handed over a box of ammunition prepared by Butterfly House and Zhushi to Immortal Chuan Xuanya.

"Yes."

"It will split the moment it touches the target, and the poisonous needles wrapped in it will pierce the enemy's body. Those needles are extremely small, so sharp that they don't even feel pain." Shinobu said here, and then paused.

"But hitting the ghost king itself is already a very difficult task. So during this period of time, please, Xuan Mi-jun, improve your marksmanship as much as possible, at least not to cause accidental injuries during the battle."

"Ah, yes! I see."

The tall boy clenched his fists on his knees. He had never been assigned such an important task, so he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

can i do it?

If I can successfully cause harm to the ghost king, will my brother change his attitude towards me?

While thinking like this, he heard the sound of the chair moving slightly in front of him, and Die Zhiren stood up and walked towards the door of the consulting room after explaining.Since Undead Chuan Xuanya fought by devouring ghosts, this kind of nonsense fighting method made Ninja never give him any good looks, so he didn't feel too surprised at the moment.

But before going out, Chong Zhu seemed to remember something, and turned around rarely.

"Mr. Xuan Mi."

"Ah, yes!"

"If you fail, Miss Zhushi will go to the ghost king and poison him at the expense of herself."

Xuan Mi was stunned for a moment: "Miss Zhushi...is that the...that ghost that was with Kanae-sama before?"

"Yes."

Some complicated emotions flashed across Shinobu's dark purple eyes.

Although she doesn't have any affection for ghosts, and even in the first few days, she can't help but have murderous intentions towards Zhushi and Yushirou, but Kanae and Zhushi have always gotten along very well, and she also sees it.

If Zhu Shi is gone, Kanae, who has already regarded him as a friend, will be very sad. This is a situation that Butterfly Shinobu does not want to see anyway.

What's more, after many days of cooperation, her original idea of ​​killing all ghosts has also been shaken.

"Please do your best to hit a few more shots." Shinobu slowed down, "Please."

"……Yes."

……

At this time, the undead Chuan Xuanmi in the infinite city had a charm to hide his body shape on his forehead, and he was looking for the next suitable sniping location in the intricate different space.

The few shots just now were all successful, and the intensive training these days was not in vain. Although the ghost king's extended limbs will regenerate after festering under the action of poison, it has obviously relieved the pressure on the two soldiers fighting on the front line.

I seem to have come in handy.

This idea grows in my mind, making my mood jump with joy.

Immortal Chuan Xuanya found a good place to load the ammunition, and set his sights on the ghost king standing in place in the distance, waving whip-like extensions.But the moment the trigger was pulled, the pupils shrank suddenly——

As if in an illusion, Oni Wu Tsuji turned his head towards him, his magnificent red eyes stared straight at him.

"how……!"

The bullet that flew out with a bang seemed to be pulled by something invisible, turned a corner in the air, and flew to the empty ground.

One shot missed.

Cold sweat rolled down Xuan Mi's forehead.

But it doesn't matter, considering Onimui Tsuji's ability to decompose drugs, the poison configuration in each ammunition is unique, and he doesn't expect to hit every shot, as long as the hit rate reaches a certain level, the task can be completed.

It's a pity that this kind of fluke thought gradually turned into a deep-seated anxiety after three consecutive shots missed.

What should I do?

Seeing another ammunition deviated from the track and hit the building, Immortal Chuan Xuanya felt a chill in his heart.

Continue like this……

Breath of the Wind - Seven Types - Strong Wind Tengu Wind.

The whistling tornado-like wind rolled up the bullet that should have hit the building wall along its trajectory, and successfully made it fly towards Kimai Tsuji Mimi again.

"You guys, you had a lot of fun playing house!" The white-haired man looked like a falcon on the ground, "Why haven't you cut off this guy's neck after so long? Do you think the decisive battle is just a joke?"

"It's more difficult than I imagined, but you're right, it's a shame that I can't make an effective attack after so long!" Purgatory Xingshoulang replied.

elder brother!

Seeing the figure of Undead Kawa Minami, Xuanmi in the distance almost shouted, but forced the words back into his throat.

He couldn't make a sound, even though the ghost king seemed to have grasped his whereabouts, but in any case, it was not time for a showdown.

What's more, after knowing that the person who shot was himself, maybe his brother would directly throw him out of the battlefield.

After all he hates me so much...

"What are you doing in a daze? Shoot, Xuan Mi!"

"!?"

The tall boy was stunned.

"Shoot this guy in the neck! Let him know how good our brothers are!"

"Looks like a bandit." Yi Yong couldn't help but said.

"Huh!? Are you courting death?"

And hearing the word 'brother' just now, Immortal Chuan Xuanya opened his eyes wide, echoed heavily in his heart, pulled himself together, and started looking for the next sniper location again.

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"Hei Si Mou, how many pillars have you killed?"

Oni Wu Tsuji's order was directly conveyed to the pitch-black mind, as if it had been drilled out of every cell. An ordinary ghost would have been so frightened that he could not even speak.

But for Hei Si Mou, who is one of the top strings, his will has been able to keep calm, and while responding silently in his mind, the speed of swinging the knife in his hand has not slowed down at all.

"Subordinates... haven't been able to..."

"Absolutely don't let them come to me, kill them all."

"Yes……"

After giving the order, without waiting for a reply, the voice disappeared.

You must complete the task of Mr. Wu Mi... other than that, nothing is important.

Thinking about it, Heishi Mou looked at Shitou Wuichiro who was perseveringly attacking him in the mist.

Although the name Jiguo has long been lost, he is a descendant of his own cells after all. He is only 14 years old, but his martial skills and willpower are almost impeccable, and his stripes have even appeared. He originally wanted to persuade this boy to become a ghost.

But Lord Wu Mi's order is absolute, he must kill everyone here now.

The six-eyed ghost's blade stretched a little longer in an instant, and at the same time, three forked blades were formed on the blade.

"This is really..."

It is already the length of the Odachi...but it can be swung with one hand, and it can even perform sword skills at a speed that is almost invisible to the naked eye.Satoshi was secretly startled, and Kuhara Hiiragi beside him also had the same solemn expression.

Breath of the Moon-Seven Type——

The mirror of evil reflects the moon.

"Shitou!"

Something in his mind was frantically sounding an alarm. Satu first called out to the boy who was still about to attack, and then saw five giant impacts protruding like sharp claws along the ground. The three were forced back into the distance.

And this is not over yet, the next blow immediately followed.

The breath of the moon - the shape of eight - the tail of the moon dragon wheel.

With the power to sweep away everything, the Ghost Blade drew a huge arc-shaped slash in the air.

Oh no.Tokitomuichiro retreated further while thinking in his heart.Although his attack can confuse the opponent's sight, but in the face of such a large-scale attack with no gaps, it is basically unable to exert its original power.

Just dodging has already exhausted my strength, and it is impossible to get close if this continues, let alone fight.

The young man gritted his teeth and clenched the handle of the knife. The sense of urgency for the moment of life and death had never been so strong. He knew that he played the least role. Among the three, only himself was hardly useful.

The consciousness to die here has been prepared long ago, so... we have to find a way to give the two of them a chance to attack.

Thinking this way, Muichiro suddenly heard Kuhara Hiiragi's voice.

"Your knife has changed color."

"...!!"

He lowered his head, only to realize that the light blue blade of his originally glowing white light had gradually become dark red at some point, and the hands holding the knife had already strained until the veins burst out, as if they were about to smash their fingers into the handle of the knife inside.

"This is…?"

"I have a plan with Sabito."

After thinking for a while, avoiding the crescent-shaped blade that fell from the sky, Kuhara Hiiragi said to Toki Tomuichiro:

"Leave the defense and containment to us. You need to cut off his neck."

"What? But..."

Muichiro's words stopped abruptly, because he suddenly noticed a dark green pattern in the shape of a thorny leaf appeared on Kuhara Hiiragi's solemn face.

"I leave it to you, get close to that ghost at all costs."

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he moved to Satu's side. As soon as his questioning eyes met, the young man with the scar on his face understood his intentions and some deep worries.

"Don't worry," Saito said, "I've never been in better shape."

The moon in the sky is so far away that no matter how hard you try, you can't touch it, let alone cut it down.

But there are people who cross the line at all costs.

"...!"

Sword skills that have never been seen before... Did these two swordsmen coordinate their breathing together?

Heishi Mou stared closely at Jiuyuan Hiiragi and Kaitu who were using sword skills at the same time in the distance. He remembered that Tong Mo died under such a move, so he couldn't help but raise his vigilance at this moment.

The breath of the moon - the shape of the four -

The sky is full of fierce changes!

Countless huge crescent-shaped slashes struck the sky and covered the sky, with the momentum of flattening everything.

But in this extremely dangerous attack, a crack appeared.

The water pattern intertwined with the branches, and an empty space was abruptly disappeared in the impenetrable sword attack.

In the eyes of Zhengda, the six-eyed ghost, the road crossed the river of heaven forged by the blade, and came directly to his feet, but the two swordsmen who performed their sword skills never moved.

The wood is moist, and its branches are long.

Hunyuan breath——

It's like sending Xiayun to the side of the distant moon, wobbly, seemingly fragile, but extremely tenacious...

——The Sasaboat of the Ukiyo.

……

what happened?

Looking at the red blade that was only in front of his eyes for a moment, and sometimes Tomu Ichiro's eyes full of murderous intent and determination, Heishi Mou couldn't help being dazed.

His knife had been chopped off by the wood and water, and before he could react, his head had been chopped off by this young man who was his descendant.

Succeeded?

As if unbelievable, Tokito Muichiro looked at the body of the samurai whose head had been severed in front of him, panting violently.

Although he really wanted to make up a few more knives, but as the user of Xia Zhi's Breath, the sudden rush just now took almost all his strength, not to mention raising the knife and slashing, he almost didn't even have the strength to hold the knife.

The red color is fading, and the sun wheel knife has changed back to its original color.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard an anxious cry from behind.

"The bleeding has stopped... that guy is not dead yet!"

……

The head has been successfully regenerated, and I will not lose to anyone.

The prosperity of the floating world has nothing to do with me, except for the pursuit of martial arts... Those ideals, those sins to be redeemed, have all been abandoned in the past, at the moment when I cut off Yuanyi's body with my own hands.

Even when I came back to my senses, the so-called samurai heart has drifted away from me.

But why...

Looking at his own monster-like face in front of the blade, Heishi Mou fell into chaos for a while.

Since even the reality of being human is blurred, he has no other thoughts and just kills one opponent after another.

Then why, I still become this confused and hateful ugly face?

"Come back! Shitou!"

If this continues, Tokito Muichiro will undoubtedly be cut into two sections.

Kuhara Hiiragi, who was relatively close, rushed forward, and he yanked back the boy holding the katana, but he was also cut across his chest by the blade that suddenly grew out of Heishimu's body.

Fortunately, he was well prepared and the injury was not serious.

"A Hiiragi!"

"I am fine."

He just hated himself for not thinking about it earlier. He had clearly seen the top three that broke through the limit with his own eyes, and the one that was stronger than him would also regenerate his head. It should be predictable.

What should I do now?There is no sunshine in the different space, and the battle just now has seriously exhausted the physical strength of the three of them. If the saw-off continues, the situation will only become more and more unfavorable.

Regeneration... How many more times can you regenerate?Who can guarantee that one of the winding ones will die next time after the head is cut off?Jiuyuan Hiiragi thought anxiously, this guy is simply more difficult than all the incarnations of Xiangshu he has seen, at least this guy has weaknesses.

Struggling to block Hei Si Mou's attack, which was obviously stronger than when he was in the human state just now, and swallowing the bloody breath welling up his throat, his brain frantically thought about countermeasures, but he couldn't think of a good way anyway.

"boom!!"

Suddenly the ground began to vibrate, and just as everyone stopped attacking to judge the current situation, they only heard a clear cry from the broken gap of the building above.

It's like knocking gold and jade.

Immediately afterwards, something burning with fire all over its body, with its head up and its wings spread, came from the sky.

"That is……"

Kuhara Hiiragi opened her eyes wide.

"Phoenix?"

The author has something to say:

The mixed breath of wood and water, the Sasaboat of the Ukiyo.

Sasaya is a boat with bamboo leaves, which generally has the meaning of carrying wishes.

The setting is to cut a passage like Moses divided the Red Sea, allowing people to rush in front of the opponent unscathed, like a floating boat across the galaxy.

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