Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, I split into two groups, and Yan Rong, who belongs to the god side, conveyed comforting emotions and stabilized the frightened girl. My side...

When I opened my eyes, I saw the four people who had surrounded me and were alerting the surroundings.

"Mr. Purgatory!" I said eagerly to the person who was most able to make a decision, "I will explain the details later, the source of the information is accurate! Someone asked me for help and found the trace of the second string, which is good at long-distance attack, It's not easy to fight, can you contact the nearby pillars? Please hurry, I need to leave before sunset in the afternoon at the latest!"

"Visual inspection is a sect, there are quite a lot of bewitched women, I am afraid that the hidden team members are needed to respond!"

There are a lot of things that need to be explained, so I hastily poured out all I can say to him. This Yan Zhu was very reliable at critical moments, he nodded decisively at me, and disappeared from my sight in the next second.

I turned to look at the three teenagers who were looking at me eagerly. Although I knew I couldn't stop it, I still had to say: "I can't control your decision. Mr. Purgatory should have the final say on whether to go or not, but In any case... life is very precious, please take care of yourself."

Letting the three teenagers ponder in place, I rushed to the gate of the training ground, and the sound of my running footsteps could be heard in the narrow corridor, until the colorful feathered weaving appeared in my sight.

"Miss Butterfly—!"

I met those eyes that kept smiling all the time, and I solemnly extended my hand to her: "I will set off to fight against the second before the sun sets, Mr. Purgatory has already gone to inform the nearby pillars, you, you want to come together ?"

Butterfly Shinobi, who lost her smile for the first time, looked at me without saying a word, the flame of hatred in Viola's eyes was ignited, and her slender, cocooned hand reached out without hesitation.

I held her firmly, stared at her closely, and emphasized: "I am the best shield now, and there are still a few pillars in the future. We will make the most complete preparations, so this time let him Paying the price..."

"--It's us!"

Those eyes trembled, and there was a firm grip back from the palm of his hand.

I knew she had listened, and gave a war-like smile to the insect pillar who was carrying a blood feud, turned around, and ran to the door that was already noisy.

To make the most comprehensive preparations in the limited time, I believe everyone thinks so.

……

"My lord," Yan Rong's voice came from his mind, "I have a clue about this contract. '

'What? 'During the strenuous running, I took the time to reply to him.

'When you share your life with me, the Godhead of Fusangshen who belongs to me also accepts you.Fu Sangshen is indeed not a powerful god, but...'

'If the battle situation is tense, you can try to escape from the limitations of this body for a short time. '

The arrogant voice of Yanrong swears to me:

'Since you have protected my blade from being broken, I will also protect your heart from now on. '

……

"My partner-Yan Rong is the sword Fusangshen. I lived in the mountains and forests in this posture for a while, and was enshrined by the residents there as spirits, or gods. This morning, I received one of them. The believer's cry for help, through her eyes, I saw the traces belonging to the second winding."

"The specifics of Mr. Purgatory have been conveyed on your behalf, and I will only talk briefly," I glanced at the several people who were ready to go.

Yan Zhu, who claimed that his injuries were all right, was determined to go to the battle, Chong Zhu, who was wearing a colorful feather weave, with a solemn expression, Feng Zhu, who was busy in the world, with a ferocious expression, and three teenagers with a determined expression.

Mr. Purgatory finally allowed them to go out, as a post-war response and evacuation.

There are three pillars among the six people, which is the configuration of the luxury theater version.

"The second winding, Tong Mo. Very poisonous, good at using ice and long-distance attack, restrain all breathing, be careful not to inhale his blood ghost technique." Under the escort of Yan Rong, I spoke quickly to reveal this information , took a long breath.

"Because it's based on perception, unfortunately, I can't confirm the specific location before reaching the destination, which means that we will have no reinforcements for a long time to come."

The will of those who can be selected as swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad is beginning to emerge here, and even my wife Zenitsu, who seems to be the most timid, does not flinch from it.

It seems that Mr. Purgatory's training has made them grow a lot.

I solemnly bow to these fighters who are about to go out: "Thank you for your trust,"

Behind us, the left-behind staff started lighting fires to ward off evil spirits for us one by one.

I hope that this time, as many people go out and come back as many people.

I step back and leave the final remarks to Mr. Purgatory.

"Masters, Wu Yun is prosperous!"

Having adjusted my state to the peak, I clasped my hands together: "Wood Dun! Wooden Dragon Art·Chang——"

This time the perfected technique will no longer consume a huge amount of chakra, carrying three pillars, three team members and one me, through the rolling clouds at high altitude, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, plunged into the vast deep mountains.

Eternal Bliss.

The sun of the new day slowly sinks, and the girl who is almost in despair finds that the god who has been praying persistently has finally given her a response.

'look up. '

So she raised her head, and in the sky that had darkened in advance, there was a dragon entrenched in the sky above the Bliss Cult.

The profuse green leaves fell, and above the sky, the breath of a dragon came.

A familiar figure with a long knife on his back jumped towards her from the sky.

The god that belongs to her has descended.

The joy of rebirth has formed a huge and pure belief. I followed Yan Rong's guidance and guided all this belief to the blade. With the blessing of gravity potential energy from top to bottom, I charged the big naginata and pressed it—— Cut it!

The lotus pond wailed and split into two.

On the upper floor, the clear water and broken lotus flowers were crushed by the ensuing storm; on the middle floor, the dark red blood flowing in the mud was evaporated by the raging flames; on the lower floor, countless broken bones fell to the ground, and the wooden dragon in the air The leaves that have been scattered into trees are fluttering down one after another, and the last ray of light belonging to the sun lightly brushes over these silent evidences.

After an unknown number of years, they finally saw the light of day again.

The boy who was following behind grabbed the girl who was kneeling on the ground and retreated quickly. The first wave of confrontation had already broken out in front of him, with knives blazing and wind blowing fire, he had no choice but to ask loudly: "We are here to save you! Is there anyone else-"

The girl woke up suddenly and responded: "Yes! Please follow me!"

In front, Shenzi with a sad expression lightly covered his face with an iron fan, and his colorful eyes, which were passionate and seemingly ruthless, were shining brightly, "winding" and "two" appeared.

The voice wrapped in false surprise sighed lightly: "Wow~ it turned out to be a pillar~"

In the next second, the two fan-holding hands waved down, and ice crystals emerged out of thin air, condensed and collided, and the finely broken ice flowers shone with a sharp cold light: "Blood Ghost Art Scattering Lotus Flower!"

The wind pillar Immortal Kawa Minami, who had been prepared for a long time, swung four claw-shaped wind blades: "Breath of Wind · Two Type Claws · Kodo Wind!"

This move, which has the name of wind that can blow away all stigma and injustice, confronts the approaching ice crystals head-on, and then Yan Tiansheng, who belongs to Purgatory Xingshoulang, rides the wind and whizzes forward.

At the end, Butterfly Ninja, who gritted his teeth tightly, spread out the poison and began to calculate and prepare the poison and antidote against time.

Swords clashed, wind and fire rose, I rushed to the forefront, blocking the ice crystals that could not be avoided one by one.

The two Zhu Zhu, who had no worries about their future, fought fiercely, and Tong Mo was forced to retreat to the edge under the arrogance of swords.

"It's really scary, so, try this?" The unintentional ghost, who had no sense of fear, smiled softly, as if whispering to a sympathizer, and waved his fan again, "Blood ghost art Water Lily Bodhisattva."

Under the moonlight, a giant ice man rose slowly from the lotus pond. The Bodhisattva with folded hands and lowered brows exuded the glint of ice crystals, surrounded by a tiny white poisonous mist, with murderous intent, locked on here.

Yan Zhu and Feng Zhu rushed forward at the same time, and the wind and fire swayed into a blank space, and the two blades rested on golden iron fans engraved with lotus patterns.

"I'm just waiting for your move!" Relying on the perfect gap created by the pillar of flame and the pillar of wind, I jumped back, "Do you think you are the only one who can summon the Buddha statue!"

This place is in the deep mountains, and the mountains are full of forests. There is no more suitable place for me to fight than here.

Down below, believers who don't know where have cast their hopes for me:

May your martial luck be prosperous, and may you be invincible!

Stuck in the air, I mobilized my breath of life, and the life imitation that lasted for many days was fully rewarded at this moment.

The rich natural energy penetrates from the whole body, condenses in the body, follows the chakra direction that Mr. Hashirama showed me, and gathers in the palms of both sides.

So far, the technique is done!

I clasped my hands together suddenly, with supreme glory and great pride, and loudly proclaimed:

"Immortal Law Wood Dun·True Thousand Hands—Top! Up! Transformation! Buddha!"

The huge Guanyin Buddha statue, which was once performed by Senshouzhuma and could break the barriers of space, descended suddenly. This Mudun, the strongest Mudun in the historical ninjutsu of Konoha's founding, relied on countless pairs of sanctioning fists, and hit the distributing Water Lily Bodhisattva with white ice mist.

I stood on the arm in the center of Guanyin and looked down condescendingly, and the arrogance soaring to the sky was born in time.

So this is the world you see, Mr. Hashirama.

I jumped off the Guanyin with folded hands and laughed wantonly at the group of people below.

"Let's see if your 'Water Lily Bodhisattva' lasts longer, or my 'True Thousand Hands' is stronger, Tong Mo!"

When I landed, I ran to the back of the battlefield, in the direction of the insect pillar—Butterfly Ninja.

Amidst the continuous roar and smoke above, I grabbed the insect pillar who was hiding behind, adjusting poison, releasing poison, and detoxifying, and led her to run straight forward.

"Flower? What are you doing!" Unwilling to take a backseat, but holding back for the sake of the overall situation, she retreated and asked me for my sudden attack.

"Hahahaha! Shinobu--" My passionate fighting spirit made me extremely daring, "It's not easy to use a knife to cut poison!"

My cold hand held the pair of hands covered with wisteria poison, and led her to hold the heavy naginata from behind.

There is still plenty of absorbed natural energy, I condense them on the soles of my feet, and forcefully——

In the midair of the white mist and leaves flying, the flowers flew up with butterflies, high and far, flying over the collapsed lotus pond below, as if flying over the sea.

With those slender hands, I raised the knife high.

From top to bottom, the sword belonging to the gods is aimed at the enemy below.

I have never been so sober and crazy as I am now.

Insects are poison, flowers are poison, and faith...is also poison.

Adjusting the direction and diving down, I shouted loudly: "Yan! Rong——!"

The blizzard of cherry blossoms blooms from the tip of the knife, leading, with the power of mixed beliefs that have been brewed for 200 years in the air, firmly adheres to the unintentional ghost who intends to dodge, with the winding and poisonous insects, with The fragrance of the flowers is dazzling, with the hatred burning like the scorching sun, it is as heavy as a thousand weights, crushing!Cut again——!

"scandium--"

The big naginata got stuck on the hard neck.

In the next second, a loud shout belonging to Purgatory Xingshoulang came from the side and rear: "Breath of Flame · Three Types · Qi Yan Vientiane!"

The fiery flame hit the naginata with a powerful slash, and there was another dull sound of gold and stone. The blade of the big naginata was faintly red, and it moved forward tremblingly.

"Breath of the Wind·Yichi-shaped Dust Whirlwind·Cut!"

Undead Kawa Minami rolled the wind blade from far to near, the light green blade hit the red flame blade fiercely, the momentum was transmitted to the innermost big naginata, sparks shot out, the big naginata went deep again, and got stuck Hard cervical spine.

At the same time, Tanjiro, who had finally evacuated all the crowd, sprinted with all his strength at the speed of a thunderbolt flash: "God of Fire Kagura, Enbu, flash!"

The last black blade collided fiercely with the three overlapping knives, and in the eyes of the colorful "Switching No. [-]", the broad blade of the naginata glowed red at this moment, and the burning pain of the scorching sun came from the fracture. spread everywhere.

This blade of the gods, which condenses the will of everyone, can cut everything at this moment!

In the distance above, the Water Lily Bodhisattva has been crushed by thousands of real hands. Amidst the shattered ice crystals and white mist, the half-eyed Avalokitesvara put his hands together again, looking at the oak-colored Buddha flying high below with compassion. head.

Turning his gaze, those eyes with nothing to see met the violet eyes that belonged to Butterfly Ninja in the front.

Similar eyes, similar appearance, similar...Haori?

"Ah..." A light and fluttering voice sounded suspiciously.

I covered Butterfly Ninja's hands with white knuckles, and supported her trembling body behind her.

Listening to her, facing this ghost that has been beheaded and is about to dissipate, she paused every word: "You——have you ever recognized this haori!"

Those seven-coloured eyes opened wide, and the mouth opened and closed as if wanting to say something, but in the next second, the dissipated gray smoke quickly filled up, and it belonged to the last trace of the last existence of the second winding, which disappeared.

——Go to hell, go to hell.