Tsukamoto Museum of Art.

In order to facilitate the exhibition of swords, the entire first floor of the museum is a huge exhibition hall.

In the exhibition hall, there are rows of rectangular exhibition columns of about three meters.

When Hayama Hayato and Kusha enter the exhibition hall, they feel like they are in a maze.

At this time, the lights in the exhibition hall are dim, and the shadows of the staggered exhibition columns create dark and unknown corners.

Kusha put his hand on the hilt of his sword and kept his guard beside Hayato Hayama, constantly scanning every invisible dark corner.

Syllable!

Suddenly, a switch sounded.

Just when the two came to the center of the hall, the spotlight of the entire exhibition hall was instantly turned on.

Lights gather simultaneously on the booth in the center of the exhibition hall.

A figure dressed in ornate samurai armor, covering his face with one hand, leaning back 25 degrees, knees interlaced, stood in an eerie posture in the center of the booth.

At the same time, the samurai-style BGM commonly used in Japanese period dramas also sounded at the same time.

With the sound of BGM music, the samurai armor man slowly stretched out his other hand and pointed to Kusha Isshin, who was also dressed in samurai armor.

"Destiny!"

"All this is arranged by fate!"

"After 321 years, nine moments and one heart, we will see you again!"

Kusha stepped forward to block Hayato Hayama and pulled out his sword at the samurai armor man who called her name.

"Sure enough, it's you, Oni Man Chopping Matsuura!"

"Hahahaha, of course it's me!" The ghost man Slash Matsuura heard the words of Nine Senses One Heart, and let out a maniacal laugh, "Nine Moments One Heart! Heaven can't get used to the behavior of this madman of yours, and specially resurrected me!

"Yes?" Jiuza single-mindedly pointed his blade at the ghost man Matsuura, and said in a flat tone, "Then let me send you back to the underworld again."

"Damn it! That's the attitude! The ghost man Matsuura suddenly gritted his teeth at this time and said, "Nine Senses One Heart, you know?

"I don't hate you for killing me."

"As a samurai family passed down for nine generations, the Matsuura family has gone through countless wars and died under the swords of others, which is an ordinary thing."

"But ——!"

"Nine Moments One Heart, you madman, you actually used that group of untouchables as a reason to launch a life and death fight against me!"

"What are those untouchables? It's just a herd of cattle gouging in my territory!

"What happened to me killing a few pariahs? Anyway, after a while they will grow back like weeds!

"But, you fellow, you fellow! You even used the affairs of that group of untouchables as an excuse to judge me?

"You are a madman, you actually put my Matsuura clan and the weeds pariah on the same footing!"

"What are you doing to our Matsuura family, which flows with noble heavenly yellow blood, ——!?"

"Nine Senses One Heart, your viciousness in insulting my Matsuura family name makes me angrier than killing me ten, hundred, or a thousand times!"

"This time I got up from the underworld, it is a reward from heaven for washing away the filth of the name of the Matsuura family with your head!"

"Are you finished?"

Kusha asked the excited ghost man Matsuura flatly, and then turned to Hayama Hayato and saluted.

"Lord, please wait a moment, and then you will kill this villain."

"Well, go ahead."

Hayama Hayato glanced with interest at the ghost man Samatsuura, who covered his face, then jumped onto an exhibition column and picked up a pastry bag, looking like he was going to watch a play.

"Hahahaha, it's really worthy of being a low-level wandering warrior mixed with untouchables!"

"Obviously with powerful force, superb sword skills, and even the heavens have resurrected you."

"But you are so idiotic that you recognize a little white face as the main father!"

"It's just laughing at me!"

Kusha completely ignored the mockery of the onito chopping Matsuura, and after confirming the safety of Hayato Hayama, she pointed a knife at the ghost man chopping Matsuura in the laughing maniac.

"Nine Brake Flow Swordsman, Nine Brake One Heart, Join!"

"Nine-brake-step!"

Jiu Shu flashed one by one, and in less than the blink of an eye, he seemed to teleport to the side of the ghost man Matsuura.

Immediately, a knife was cut out!

"Hahaha, I've been waiting for your assault for a long time!"

"Butcher Flow - Broken Bones!"

As if he had foreknowledge, the ghost man slashed Matsuura sideways, slashed vigorously, and directly blocked the step slash of the nine moments.

The next moment, the ghost man chopping Matsuura obviously blocked the nine brakes and one heart, but the whole body was like being hit by a speeding roller, and it was directly chopped off by Linkong and smashed into an exhibition column.

Suddenly, the exhibition column of the glass shell was smashed to pieces.

At this time, Hayama Hayato, who was sitting on the exhibition column eating dessert, blinked his eyes when he saw this: "This guy who is a little weak."

Just as Hayato Hayama's words were finished, Matsuura, the ghost man who had been smashed into the exhibition column, climbed up from the debris pile covered in blood.

"Sure enough... You madman has also gained new power!

"When I first found you, it was right not to make a move!"

"This kind of strength and speed far beyond the limits of human beings is definitely not the power you can have in your lifetime!"

"So what." Jiuza walked slowly towards the ghost man Slashing Matsuura, "Through the slashing feeling just now, the quality of your body is the level of ordinary people."

"You are now bearing my slashing blows head-on, and your hands should have been broken, and you can't even hold the knife."

"Surrender, Oni Man cut Matsuura, for the sake of fellow samurai, I will give you an intermediary mistake in the next!"

"Surrender?" Just now still hanging his hands, the embarrassed ghost man Matsuura suddenly laughed maniacally again, "How could I possibly surrender!"

"Nine Moments One Heart, don't you think that you have gained new power?"

The Oni Man Matsuura suddenly stood upright, holding the purple sword as if he was not injured at all, and then ripped off his samurai face armor, revealing his true face inside.

"I now have the power of this substitute messenger!"

"Mr. Inuichiro Oda?" Kusha Isshin was surprised after seeing the appearance behind the samurai's face armor.

"Sure enough, you guys know each other!" A cruel smile appeared on the face of the ghost man Matsuura, "But now this guy's body belongs to me."

"Of course - including his stand-in!"

The ghost man chopped Matsuura casually waved the taidao a few times, adapting to the recovered arm, and then said excitedly: "I never expected that this guy's stand-in ability is so powerful!"

"You can actually take life force from other people!"

"Now, his stand-in is constantly nearby, taking the life force of others for me, no matter how many times you cut me, I can recover immediately."

"How? Do you feel hopeless?

"But! My power is more than that!

"This vitality that transcends human limits is just the tip of the iceberg of my power!"

"Nine Moments One Heart, Next, let you feel my true strength!"

"Butcher Flow - severed limb!"

The next moment, it was like a heavy hammer slash, and it swung towards the nine moments.

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