Jujutsu Kaisen: Unlock The Eight Secret Arts at the Start

In the shadows, the man walked out alone, came to the middle of the two, picked up the long sword, and put it on his back again. Behind him, he carried a whole number of ten swords.

As if carrying a small hill on his back.

Hearing this man's words, the old ghost was also silent for a long while.

Muddy eyes swirled in his eye sockets. He was able to shoot this time, but he did not believe that Ryuichi's strength could actually defeat Gojo Satoru. After all, Gojo's strength was personally experienced.

In the year when Gojo Satoru was sixteen years old, a total of twenty Curse teachers who were not weak at the same time shot Gojo Satoru who had just grown up.

In order to eradicate this greatest threat in the future.

But only half an hour.

Sixteen-year-old Gojo killed all the Curse divisions.

All over, no one Jujutsu could touch his body during the whole process.

If it weren't for the old devil's Jujutsu, he would be very special, he would have fallen into the gloom now.

"You still have to be careful, but I really didn't expect that these self-proclaimed families would actually invite us to take action."

"It's really interesting."

"A bunch of'leisures' who don't even dare to face their own desires in the name of a family." Hearing the old man's words, the ghost boy rolled his eyes in disdain.

Obviously he didn't have the slightest affection for these so-called aristocratic families.

"Is there only three of us?" The old ghost ignored the crazy ghost boy, but looked more like a normal man with a sword back.

"There is that fellow Jabba, but he seems to say he wants to test him."

"Haha!! Hope not to be tempted to death by him directly, otherwise it will make me look forward to it for nothing."

The ghost boy laughed strangely, his mouth full of white teeth and some shreds of pork.

Old ghost, just wanted to say something.

He suddenly turned around, as if he had noticed something.

The muscles of the whole body are tightened, and the red silk threads continue to dance like a madman.

but.

There is nothing behind him,

"Is it an illusion?",

The old ghost frowned tightly, and he was able to live until now by relying on extremely keen intuition.

The instinct of this creature has no idea how many lives have been saved.

At that moment, his heart twitched violently.

This feeling has not appeared for a long time since Gojo Satoru was severely injured and dying half a year ago.

But just now, that feeling swept through his body again. ‘’

It was like an electric shock.

"Who is it! ¨"!"

He looked at behind him vigilantly, and the red silk also floated up, like tentacles, constantly peeping at everything around him.

"Old ghost! You are so!"

"Old guy, what are you crazy about!"

Both of them were confused by the old ghost's weird behavior, thinking that this old guy would not be crazy.

"Old stuff, if you get confused, just give up this mission. I'll laugh at the bounty master."

The man in the raincoat had a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

For this kind of old man, he lacks any goodwill. If it weren't for this mission, he would want this guy to be like his dead ghost father [retirement]

The old ghost was not in the mood, and explained to these two guys that the twitching sensation in the heart is still getting stronger.

It even made his breathing become slightly quicker.

Hoop! ! !

Suddenly, a strange breath suddenly rose.

Let the dark space around it become more profound.

, This moment seems like eternal night.

The muddy eyes of the old ghost shrank tightly, and he could detect that the breath of his two partners had disappeared.

Guru!

In the face of such a treacherous scene, even an old-fashioned old ghost could not help swallowing and spitting.

"Old stuff, your instincts are really accurate, it's not easy, you can find me~"

The cold joking voice sounded behind the old ghost.

Da Da Da~

The sound of footsteps gradually became louder, and the eyes of the old ghost's head continued to disperse with the figure that appeared.

The world is a circle, and the dark world is no exception.

The old ghost who was stuck in it looked at the familiar but unfamiliar man in front of him.

The twitching sensation in the heart gradually subsided.

Because he knew that facing this man, he might really have no chance~

"Zenin, why are you here."

"Old devil, we can be considered old acquaintances. If I can, I actually have no interest in killing a scum like you."

"But, unfortunately, you offended my boss this time~",

Before the words fell, Shi Er's feet made no effort.

The powerful explosive force instantly made his figure appear in front of the old ghost.

The old ghost head, his hands are fast due to the cause, red silk dances all over the sky, and he continues to surround Shier.

Where the silk thread passed, even the air was rendered bright red.

And Shier's figure was among the airtight red silk threads. Like a dancing butterfly, flashing and moving.

There was not a single bloodshot that could touch his body, even the corners of his clothes.

Click! !

The icy dagger rested on the old ghost's neck.

Shi Er didn't look at the enemy in front of him, but turned his head and looked at the red line that was still dancing wildly, showing a cruel smile.

"¨々Old guy, how do you want to hide~",

In the red line, a figure seems to be looming.

"Let's have fun~"

Sher's joking voice slowly sounded, and her figure once again disappeared in place...

...............

"Has it been calculated? Isn't it the guy Jabba who embezzled the reward?"

The ghost boy looked at the unfamiliar scenes around him, and the yellow raincoat floated several times without wind.

He showed sharp teeth with some blood stains on them.

"Hey! Jabba! You bastard, or let the little master go out now, or else, the little master ruined this thing for you (Honuo Zhao)."

"Can cut a few of us directly into the enchantment, at least the first-level Cursed Tool, you really have lost your blood!"

The ghost boy shouted and echoed constantly, but he didn't get the slightest response from all around him.

His expression instantly became gloomy, and his triangular eyes were slightly condensed.

Quickly seal with both hands,

The curse power behind him was constantly hooked together, as if it was summoning something.

Huhu~

Titicaca! ! !

A burst of trivial sounds continued to sound behind him.

The tall shadow gradually appeared.

A monster whose whole body was piled up with flesh and blood appeared behind him.

Countless human eyes cling to it, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

At the moment when this monster just emerged.

A cold and melodious voice slowly sounded Zhu in the darkness.

"Summon Cursed Spirit? I will too~".

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