Weather Blade

On the first day when he picked up the Sun Wheel Saber, Ichiro knew that there was a big gap between himself and his younger brother in the way of swordsmanship and breathing.Two months later, Muichiro created the breath of Kasumi and successfully killed the ghost of the string with his own strength, which proved this fact even more.

Perhaps, ordinary people would be jealous and jealous when they saw their younger brother who was carved out of the same mold as him get such treatment, but all Ichiro felt was ecstasy.

In this world where evil spirits are rampant, only the strong can survive.

Therefore, the stronger Wuichiro is, the better. His only wish is that he can survive, that's all.

……

"Are you kidding, you bastard!"

Ichiro's sword moves are still very immature, at least in the eyes of Heishimou, his sword moves that seem to be as ethereal as mist are actually similar to the blue smoke that the old lady standing in front of the stove is shaking a cattail fan, weak and weak To put it bluntly, it breaks with one blow.

However, the resolute denial in the eyes of the young man holding the thin blade was more dazzling than sunlight to Hei Simou. His hand holding the blade burst out with blue veins, and he even threw away the other side to hide in the mist. Rushing in his direction, Muichiro, who was much stronger than him in both breath and strength, swung the blade directly at Ichiro.

"Breath of the Moon · Hachi-shaped Moon Dragon's Tail"

The slash that can sweep across everything carries countless giant moon blades, like the sword energy that can leap in time and space, and it rushes to Ichiro in the blink of an eye. The long hair had already been chopped off by the sword energy.

"elder brother!"

On the other side, Wu Yilang, who wanted to aim at Hei Si Mou, narrowed his eyes suddenly, but with his current distance, he could not rush back to save his brother, nor could he get close to Hei Si Mou to inflict serious damage on him. The only thing he could do was, It seemed that only when he captured this event, he desperately let out a pitch-changing cry that he couldn't recognize.

"I told you not to target children, why are you going against me?"

The air in front of Ichiro twisted again for a moment, and then Heishimu's slashing image disappeared miraculously. Except for the strands of hair, not even the fluff on Ichiro's face was hurt at all.

"Just now... what kind of trick are you doing?!"

The slash he was proud of disappeared again like a magic trick, and Heixin Mou finally got a little distracted from his anger, and looked at Qianqing warily.

"It's just taking out all the air. In this case, no matter how powerful the slash is, it will not be able to pass."

Qian Qing withdrew her praying hands on her chest, and smiled faintly at Shang Hei Si Mou's slightly surprised and angry eyes.

"The wind-ups I encountered before were either using ice like a magician or punching to the flesh. After I researched this method, I only used it internally and never used it externally. Well, your boss is different from those two second children, thank you so much~"

Hei Si Mou: "..."

So he was trapped by the trick used to deal with the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad?What a joke!He has already surpassed the limit of mortals!This kind of move... After all, why did the weather maiden develop such a move!Isn't she a partner with the Ghost Killing Squad!What is the use of studying this kind of attack-absorbing moves?And internally... the pillars of the Ghost Killing Team will also have internal strife? !Could it be that there are guys in the Ghost Killing Squad who are as annoying as Tong Mo?

Leaving aside some messy associations, Hei Si Mou found out in horror after serious consideration that after joining the Ghost Killing Team, he really hadn't cultivated any other abilities other than Moon's Breath.

Although neither Tong Mo's flashy ice crystals nor Yi Wozuo's straight-forward and reckless fists can't compare to his incomparable Moon's Breath, but when encountering such a situation where the slash doesn't work...no!He still doesn't regret focusing on the breath of the moon!This is the perfect breath that surpasses the limit of human beings and surpasses the breath of the sun!It is a realm that the fragile and short-lived human body can never reach!He will not be shaken by a yellow-haired girl!

If he can't slash, he just swings the knife straight up, as if the weather priestess can be blown away by the wind, he can--

Sensing Heiseimu's undisguised murderous intent, Muichiro Ichiro quickly stood in front of Qianqing, tensed his nerves, and raised his blade warily facing Heiseimu.

But Qian Qing, who was blocked by the two of them, was very comfortable, her hands were clasped in prayer, her face was not devout as a witch should be, and instead she chatted with Hei Si Mou with great interest.

"I've never seen a ghost that uses the breath method. If you do this, you won't be squeezed out by other top strings? But with Tong Mo around, you shouldn't become the top string that ghosts hate the most."

When he raised his hand while speaking, there were thunderous thunderbolts, forcing Heishimou who was rushing towards him with a strange blade full of eyes to take a few steps back, so that he could continue to speak to provoke him.

"So you have eyes full of knives all over your face, all to show that you are different from humans, and to show your loyalty to ghosts? I can't see that you really care about your companion's thoughts."

"...my eyes grow to expand my field of vision and improve my sword skills! It has nothing to do with the mess you said!"

Forced back by Qianqing's thunder, he couldn't get close for a while, and Hei Simou, who had listened passively for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and put down the sun wheel knife with eyes full of eyes to retort:

"You don't understand my pursuit at all!!!"

"We don't understand, but the person hiding in the grass over there understands?" Qianqing, who was refuted unceremoniously, waved her hand, and used the wind to pull out the trembling Yue Yue who was hiding behind the largest tree trunk in the forest and threw it away. Beside Muichiro's blade, he asked kindly with a smile, "You also have a twin brother?"

"No, no, no! Nothing!"

Exposed to the murderous impact of the winding string and the pillar, Yue Yue's tongue was a little bit straight, and he hated himself for not being able to crawl away from this terrible battlefield with both hands and feet.

So what if your legs tremble and you can't walk?Even rolling away is better than staying here and facing this situation!

"No..." Qianqing carefully looked at Yan Yue, who firmly denied her guess, and sighed with regret, and felt that he looked familiar, "Ah! Are you that Thunder Breath who can't be one-of-a-kind? Swordsman?"

"……Yes."

"Eh? Then... do you have a talented younger brother? Well, what's his name—" He waved his hands and set up a few vacuum barriers to block Hei Si Mou's slash, and his eyes fell on one of the top strings Qianqing casually followed the words of Tao Yue.

Although she doesn't even know who the trainer of Yue Yue is, let alone any senior brother.But the cost of such things as clichés is that saying a few more words is a lucrative business, in case you run into a fool with equal IQ and no misfortune——

"Shanyi, that one-of-a-kind piece of trash is so talented! He can't compare to me at all!!!"

Ah, I really did.

Qianqing took some time out of the corner of her eye to Huangyue, who was screaming hoarsely with blue veins, and really felt that he had lowered the overall IQ of the Ghost Killing Team.

It's so easy to be lied to, even if he doesn't surrender to Hei Si Mou, he will be followed by the ghost with a few words casually, right?

After getting the answer she wanted, Qianqing took back the last bit of peripheral vision that was allocated to Huang Yue.But maybe it was her action that angered Huang Yue, the young man with excessive self-esteem yelled distortedly:

"You look like a young lady who is soaked in a honey pot and doesn't know the sufferings of the world! How can you understand my pain?! Anyway, you can be promoted to a pillar by relying on men—"

"Shut up! After surrendering to Shangxian, you talk nonsense and disrespect to Zhu. Believe it or not, I will behead you right now!"

Yilang's blue-green blade brushed against Huangyue's neck, and bright red blood beads slid down the blade. The cold killing intent successfully forced Huangyue's unfinished words back.

"Why don't you let him finish?"

Although he was driven away by Qianqing's various chaotic thunder, lightning and wind barriers, Hei Si Mou relied on Guo Gui's hearing to hear the sharp shout of Huang Yue's tail tone change clearly, and suddenly felt that he was doing this in order to complete the supplementary winding. The ghost killing team members who were randomly looking for mission indicators were quite pleasing to the eye.

"Weather Priestess, did you rely on men to get this position? That's right, there are already many men in the Ghost Killing Squad—"

"Breath of the Wind · Eighth Form Gale Slash"

The gale that pierced through the night whirled and tore through the air, and the huge spiral wind blade interrupted Hei Si Mou's words. Although it did not cause much threat, Hei Si Mou, who had been holding back for a long time, just needed a vent. Immortal Chuan Shi To him now, Mi is just a sandbag delivered to his door, so he accepts it unceremoniously.

In order to prevent the slash from being absorbed by the air barrier created by Chiharu again, Heisei Mou did not use the type. After avoiding Undead Kawa Minya's attack, he went around behind him and aimed at his right hand at a speed too fast for him to react. Swing a knife in your arm!

"Thorn-"

The blade like a tree branch cut through the word 'kill' on the white feather weaving, leaving a deep bloodstain.

"Evaded? Good job."

Although it was just an ordinary slash without any skill, the young man in front of him was able to dodge it, and the injury on his back also avoided the vital point. Although the bleeding was a bit heavy, it seemed to be fine——

Suddenly, the scene in front of Heisei Mou flickered, and the murderous mad smile of the white-haired young man with scars suddenly appeared several ghosts. They all opened their mouths and said proudly:

"I'm the thin blood of thin blood! To you ghosts—"

"No-death-Chuan-shi-mi-! How dare you do this in front of me!"

The rumbling thunder reflected the anger of the weather maiden, and the ghosts who had just looked pale all of a sudden pulled down the corners of their mouths, and a bit of discordant annoyance suddenly appeared in their irritable and fierce eyes.

The author has something to say: Kawenka will die... In the next book, I will write a sweet love story and keep the fighting scenes to a minimum!