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

It's not that Mr. Tomioka is too weak.

This Shui Zhu's swordsmanship is just like his name, slow and changeable, swift and fierce like a waterfall, vast like a sea, endless.

But as one of the top strings, Hei Si Mou is really too strong.

A water column who has been running around for an unknown amount of time, a Shan Yi who has exhausted his strength after fighting all night, and an ordinary girl who does not match her martial arts awareness and physical strength.

The dark clouds in the sky were drowsy, showing no tendency to disperse.

Mr. Tomioka, who stood in the front, died in a short while, and I stood beside him, while the exhausted Zenitsu stood on the edge of the battlefield with self-knowledge, waiting for an opportunity.

Everyone knew that they were no match for this ghost, but they still chose to fight to the death.

Fight that, the sky clears a glimmer of life.

"Chong!"

On the flanks, I, who was being taken care of intensively, once again suffered a lot of force. The big naginata was raised high, and the huge tremor made this thin body no longer able to maintain the barely strong grip.

The gap in the defense was quickly torn open, and the round moon blade with variable trajectory attacked towards the water column behind me.

Before I even had time to catch the outstretched weapon, I directly gave up all attacks and defenses and turned around to save.

Pieces of crescent blades pierced into my back, and I heard the sound of my spine being severed.

A trembling hand held my separated body. With this force, the life energy that was about to move quickly attached to the section without my command and began to connect and regenerate. I took the time to raise my head to comfort the water column that seemed to have been greatly impacted. :

"Mr. Tomioka, it's okay, it just looks scary, I..."

Facing Mr. Kami Tomioka’s deep eyes that cannot be illuminated by the light, under the washing of the heavy rain, I watched his white left cheek with dark blue wavy textures, which contrasted with the dark blue blade that resolutely tore the rain curtain forward. print.

— Mr. Tomioka's stripes are open.

There was determination in his eyes.

I swallowed back the words on my lips.

No amount of words at this moment is futile.

I think, it's about to stop here.

If there is no hole card, everyone has to explain here.

Seeing Mr. Tomioka, the main attacker, completely abandoning his defense and rushing forward desperately, I put my hand on the shuriken in my arms and murmured:

"Sorry, Toma-san, it's just..."

Ignoring the shuriken that was trembling and faintly hot, I followed behind with empty hands, and my steps splashed huge water.

"—When we have to!"

Shan Yi, who looked at the whole situation from a distance, noticed something was wrong.

"Mr. Tomioka, stop—"

It's too late, Shanyi.

I put my hand on the heart of the furnace, as long as the fire starts...

The prairie fire is unstoppable.

However, a heavy force weighed on my hands, making it difficult for me to ignite the fire in my heart.

"Have you ever cared about yourself!"

——'Have you ever cared about yourself? '

Whose loud reprimand and whose voice overlapped.

who is it?

'You man, why do you always want to burn it? ’ the black-haired fighter jumped angrily and cursed.

'Remember, if you encounter difficulties, we are still there. 'A pair of hands seemed to caress my head.

"But, Senjuhua," the white-haired and red-eyed man knocked on the table warningly.

In the palm of the giant tengu rising from the ground, a man with long black hair turned his head and said, "You can be more proud." '

There are many, many voices coming to me, drowning me with heavy feelings.

—'Love yourself, Flower. '

A long sigh, crossing the barrier of time, was belated, and was finally heard in my heart.

...I, remember.

These are all the expectations of those who love me.

It's the voices of these people that are keeping me from self-destructing.

How can it be ignored?

Before I knew it, there were already so many people who cared about me, and there were so many people who would bear a grudge because of my injury.

No one here deserves to die, but I...

The little girl who locked herself in the little dark room deep in her heart finally summoned up the courage to push open the door.

"Sorry……"

...I also want to live well.

The speed of the rain falling suddenly slowed down, and the world seemed to be stagnant because of it. Uncontrollably, the teachings of Mr. Mutun Shizhuma, who first showed me the demonstration, appeared in my mind:

【"Hua, you need to know one thing."

"Wooden Eunuchs must not be framed by inherent forms."

"The wooden escapes I'm teaching you now are all created by me on the battlefield according to the situation at that time."

"As long as there is a vigorous life in your body, as long as you don't give up, as long as you stick to your true self, one day..."

"—You will also have your own wooden escape."

"I'm waiting for that day."]

The disappearing thunder and heavy rain returned to reality, I let go of the hand that was pressing on the heart of the furnace, obeyed the sudden impulse, and clasped my hands together.

Thousand-handed Hashirama-style standard wooden escape.

"Wood Dun·Flower—"

In an instant, the surrounding peach groves were like dead trees in spring.

The section glows with new buds, and the new buds grow vigorously into new branches, the new branches sprout leaves, and the leaves protect the flowers!

"—Birth of the Tree Realm!"

Different from the huge flower buds summoned from the Thousand Hands Pillar, here, the mountains and plains are full of peach blossoms!

The staggered branches blocked the unscrupulously flying round moon blade, and the fluttering leaves disturbed the sword ghost's space perception, and the flowers, peach blossoms——

The newly blooming peach blossoms all over the mountain exude a faint fragrance, and the attack power of Hei Si Mou, who was surrounded by him unexpectedly, suddenly slowed down. I watched him stagger and shake his head, trying to stay awake, but the water blade that was closely chasing him did not give up. He leaves nothing to chance.

The smooth, fast and unpredictable Moon Blade has become astringent.

In the air, a few pink petals, which are lighter than peach blossoms, slowly fall down like they are not being hit by a heavy rain.

"jingle--"

The knife bell that only I could hear rang in the depths of the contract, and a pair of orange eyes snapped open.

The big naginata that was flying high did not wait until it fell into the mud.

Sakura Blizzard, which was more turbulent than the torrential rain, exploded, and the cracks on the sword body were repaired to the naked eye. The broken handle of the sword began to become longer and heavier, until it grew into a large naginata with a total length of about three meters.

A black gloved hand held the handle firmly.

This man is two meters tall, with orange hair and orange pupils, and he is dressed like a monk. However, the big white and green robe with the words "Evil Ghost Slayer" engraved with iron painted silver hooks is hung on a string around his neck. The huge bloody scarlet rosary beads and the strong armor shining on both shoulders all show that this is not an ordinary person.

The fully repaired naginata was easily carried by this person in his hand. He opened his mouth, revealing his thick shark teeth, and smiled wantonly with murderous intent:

"When I was sleeping, you were the one who bullied my lord just because I was several hundred years older?"

Under the shock of the riot's spiritual power, the falling raindrops were forced to change the direction of their fall, unexpectedly forming an empty and rainless area for a short time.

Mou Hengdao, who never expected to stumble, looked at the man in front of him vigilantly, or rather, the unknown existence who looked like a man.

Not a human, nor a ghost, as long as this man stood there, he would be a murderous soldier who drank blood, but he had a divinity of indistinct compassion.

That lofty demeanor made him extremely disgusted.

Seeing that he didn't reply, the man with the big naginata swung forward, and the two-meter-long handle scooped up the girl who was staring at him unblinkingly and the dangling bloody water column behind him.

"Look at your outfit, warrior of the Warring States Period." The chest of the man standing in front of everyone shook, and the big naginata was thrown out by him. "Then, introduce yourself."

"Yan Rong!"

The knife wind attacking the rear was blocked by him with a flick.

"From the end of the Heian period, from the Yoshitsune era."

The tall man named Yan Rong smiled maliciously, and swung his knife again with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, directly cutting six deep ravines:

"Exactly, also several hundred years older than you, warrior ghost."

Stormy peach blossoms, gods and ghosts.

Another fierce battle.

I obediently carried Mr. Tomioka back, and gave the battlefield to the completely berserk Fusangshin.

'My lord,' a steady voice sounded in my mind.

I glanced in confusion at the "gahahahahaha" man laughing wildly and chasing after the first one, and then thought carefully about the calm and calm voice in my mind.

... Are all of your Santiao family so mysterious?

'Don't look, I was the one fighting. 'The people in front didn't turn their heads back, but they got a thorough understanding of my thoughts.

I took another look at the man chasing Hei Si Mou.

'Hahahahaha, the current appearance is not all fake! ’ Confident and confident from Yan Rong’s standard: ‘After all, I’m really angry. '

"Although I really want to tear this ghost apart," the tone of regret and unwillingness continued in my mind, "but I probably can't do it. I wake up from a deep sleep by force, and I can't last long!" '

I was startled, and quickly scanned the contract in my body. As expected, the wavelength belonging to Yanrong's side was decreasing at a terrifying speed.

'What do you need me to do? 'I swept over the original main attacker who was supported by Shanyi.

We are running out of strength.

'You need to make an immediate decision to make a choice. '

——"Look at the trick!" The big naginata recklessly stepped forward.

'The remaining spiritual power I have stored can open up the world connected to the weapon in your arms. '

——"Then! Let me enjoy it!" Sweeping the audience unreasonably.

'You can say hello first, after that the passages on both sides will exist stably, but it is unknown to what extent it can be opened, maybe it is only one person, or there is only one move. '

——"Hahahaha! I'm terrible!" A knife as heavy as a thousand weights fell from the sky.

There were still completely different speeches in my mind and ears, but I still couldn't hold back, and reached out and rubbed my forehead painfully.

'how about you? ' Keenly aware of the concealment in his words, I asked seriously.

'Hahahaha I haven't slept enough yet! 'The laughter in my mind merged with reality,' my lord, as long as I kill another Shangxian, I can wake up. '

'Yeah,' I responded with a grin, as his open-mindedness spread to me.

'Before I cut the thorns and kill the dragon, you can sleep peacefully, Your Highness Yanrong. '

'? ! ’ He was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: ‘As expected of you——’

"Then don't make me wait too long." Catering to my joke, this Token Fusangshen, who just woke up and was about to be forced to sleep again, forced the ghost back again, turned his head and saluted slightly in my direction, " — Your Highness. '

'Are you ready? 'The tall man in front of him began to glow.

'Um! '

There is only one sentence in the message, so think about the most effective one. 'Through the rain curtain, I saw Hei Si Mou who seemed to have finally realized that he was being teased.

'Understood, I think it over. '

'Then I drive? 'The angry sword ghost passed through the almost transparent man and attacked here.

'open! '

I firmly grasped the shuriken that was shining at the same time.

Mr. Hashirama, Mr. Togama, or Mr. Madara?

Everyone is fine...

I have really worked hard.

So, help me-

I took a deep breath, held back my shame, and sank to my dantian:

"Euni sauce-"

"Help! Life! Ah——!"