I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"boom!!!"

Amidst the splashing dust, a strong man covered in a blood-red samurai armor rushed out of the crack in the center of the broken dragon stone that could be called a "cavity" and appeared in front of everyone.

"...Whoever enters Yoshihara with his armor, cut!"

The ninja that was originally wandering outside the exorcism cloth barrier, waiting for an opportunity to shoot, suddenly attacked him like a shark smelling blood.

"Zheng...Zheng...Zheng..."

The densely packed weapon blades swept across the blood-colored armor, bringing up dense sparks and the sound of gold and iron.

Occasionally, a sharp blade slashed the body between the man's armor and couldn't leave even a white mark.

"cocoon?!"

How could Takeshi Iwata not recognize that this blood armor warrior who appeared at a critical time was the infinitely powerful and immortal bronze corpse contracted by the chairman of the time, "Cocoon"!

"Yes, since "Cocoon" is here, it means that the man who always turns the tide at critical moments is nearby..."

"What you said, is it..."

"Yes, I'm talking about..."

Hiroshi Tsuneta wiped the spectacles that were obscured by the dust, and his tearful eyes were full of admiration and expectation: "He is called the'living fossil of the spirit world', and is respected and respected by the people of the chairman of Shiben!!!"

In the excitement of Changtian Hiroshi, a figure wearing a khaki robe rushed out of the gap.

"Feel sorry……"

The figure jumped abruptly to the cocoon of "Let's add the ninja, I won't move", pulled out a simple dark mahogany sword on the back, and stabbed it towards the ground!

"Teacher Shiben has other important things, so I can't come over for the time being..."

At the moment the wooden sword touched the ground, eight yellow talisman papers changed between the two fingers of the man, twisting along the blade in the shape of four images and eight hexagrams, and pressing them on the ground.

"boom!"

A billowing thunder light burst out from the peach wood sword and talisman paper, covering the ground and wall covering a radius of five meters.

In the thunder light, several remnants of the resentful spirits that were burnt and crispy, emerged from the walls and the ground, paved with narrow paths.

That was a resentful spirit with a bandaged body, sharp blades on his hands and feet, and a masked face!

"The master has something to do, the disciple will do it..."

It was not the "Chairman Tokimoto" that Hiroshi Tsukuta was expecting to smash those remnants who had not had time to rise into resentment in the future, and the meteor came to everyone in stride...

"Here, leave it to those who happened to pass the hell special training, just attended the fan appreciation festival nearby, and fulfilled their long-cherished youth!"

"Although I shook hands with Ms. Kato and signed the name at the Fan Appreciation Festival, it was a pity that I didn't get the 1V1 thank-you session and the white turbid baptism participation place... Sure enough, you must leave regrets before you can be named. Is it for youth? 』

It is a tall, shaved head with green skin, and his eyes are filled with exhaustion, emptiness, melancholy and wantlessness in his eyes for some reason.

"Zhe...philosophical swordsman?!"

"Yamada-kun?!"

This young man wearing a Taoist robe, a bundle of mahogany swords hung on his back like a firewood, and a black pet collar around his neck, is full of a sense of indecency and philosophy. It is Tokimoto Ichiro’s closed disciple, Yamada Kengo. .

"Don't be stunned, these resentful spirits haven't completely retreated, so let's go out first."

Taking a look at the high walls that are still closing on both sides, Yamada Kengo shouted at the startled crowd: "...Get out of the way!!!"

Just when everyone knowingly gave way, the "cocoon" that had been standing still rushed out in large strides and hit the broken dragon stone that blocked the way...

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Under its repeated impacts vigorously, the broken dragon stone quickly cracked a huge gap.

"Hurry up and leave it to us... Pro!"

Yamada Kengo threw out the talisman paper one after another with both hands, putting a layer of golden luster on the wall and floor in front of him.

Those ninjas that made a comeback, slashed on the golden light like a copper wall and iron wall, suddenly fell apart and dissipated into resentment.

Nine-character mantra·Fudo Mingwang Formation!

"boom……"

The cocoon, who cooperated with him tacitly, leaped high, his body horizontally in mid-air like a gymnast, his hands and feet stretched out to support the compressive walls on both sides.

"hurry up!"

After everyone evacuated one by one from the wide gap, Yamada Kengo and Yuu rushed out behind the queue.

"Boom!!!"

Behind everyone, the gap in the center of the broken dragon stone was completely closed under the wall and turned into a solid pile of rubble.

"Tsk, if you want to come over for follow-up support, I'm afraid you will have to use small construction machinery to open the way."

"This road is so dangerous and dangerous. It combines man-made organs with wraith spirits, and the people who built this divine hiding place have no intention of letting the entrants leave alive..."

He patted the dust on his body and glanced at Yimonzaka behind him in fear. Yamada Kengo looked up and was suddenly stunned.

The people who walked out of Yiwenzaka a step ahead were also silently looking at the surrounding scenes.

"This...this is..."

What appeared in front of everyone was a city neatly distributed in the shape of "Tian" surrounded by towering high walls on all sides.

At the foot, a two-lane wide main street derives from it, passing through the city center.

On both sides of the main street, there are scattered Edo-style wooden buildings of different sizes.

But at this moment, everything in his eyes was quietly shrouded in the raging fire and hot smoke, but there was no sign of collapse with the flame.

Listening carefully, it seems that we can still hear the weird Japanese songs, as well as the sad crying and painful wailing, as if countless people are suffering in this fire field.

Above this "large-scale fire scene" with no end in sight, there are dark clouds of smoke rising and gathering, covering the sky and the sun.

"Yamada-san, don't go there! The petals floating in the sky will not only burn when touched, but also disturb people's minds. It is very weird!"

Hiroshi Tsugada and his entourage, who came out before him, are already on the side of the open space that cannot be covered by the cherry blossoms. They have used the exorcism cloth to prop up the barrier, and are rushing to treat the wounds for the wounded.

"petal?"

After the reminder of Hiroshi Tsugada, Yamada Kengo noticed that a step forward from Yimonzaka and the area close to the building complex, there are sparse cherry blossom petals falling from the "dark clouds" above his head.

The seemingly beautiful white petals falling on the invisible barrier of the cocoon's armor and exorcism cloth will bring a fierce fire, and countless beautiful thoughts will be in people's hearts.

"This Shenyin is indeed based on the Yoshihara Yuguo that year. The distribution of these buildings in the distance can roughly match the map."

When Yamada Kengo came to the side of Hiroshi Tsuneta and Takeshi Iwata, they were holding a map and comparing them with the buildings not far away.

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