Konoha's task master

The desolate plains are devastated with flying yellow sand.

The crescent-shaped sword cut the earth wantonly.

At the core of the battle, Yakumo and Black Death Mou roared with their blades. The Void Crying God was broken again and again and healed quickly. Even the sharp blades on the body surface were broken several times by Yakumo.

Black Death Mou attacked Yakumo like crazy, but every time he saw the calm expression in his eyes, there was a faint anger burning and boiling in his heart, and finally turned into a roaring sharp blade.

After becoming a ghost, he sparred with swordsmen countless times just to find the shadow of Enichi Tsukuni. But when someone really had the shadow of Enichi Tsukuni, he desperately denied his existence, and

Erase the remaining shadow.

"You are not him! You don't deserve... to be like him!"

Black Death Mou continued to attack, while Yakumo used demon subjugation to create an absolute defensive barrier. The fight between the two... has reached the final stage.

"Damn, damn, damn, you're not him!"

Hei Death Mou scolded angrily again. As the attack progressed, the blood in his body began to move at a high speed, gradually regaining the feeling of fighting as a human being. He cried out and left layers of phantoms in the air.

The markings extending from his forehead to his neck burned like fire.

"Breath of the Moon·Fourteen Types·Ferocious Transformation·The Sky is Full of Fiber Moon!"

Black Death Mou waved the evolved Void Crying God, and the huge crescent-shaped sword filled the entire surrounding space, as if it was about to destroy everything around it, while at the same time, the crescent-shaped sword gradually expanded.

Endlessly gorgeous.

The lavender swords are constantly rising and dying, like countless crescent moons falling from the sky, forming a majestic and dazzling scene.

Yakumo Fumo blocked the swords all over the sky, but they were not calmed down yet.

Black Death Mou strikes again.

"Breath of the Moon·Sixteen Types·Moonbow·Lonely Moon."

Countless giant crescent-shaped swords fell from the sky, cutting the entire earth. At the same time, more moon-shaped swords cut everything around them. The two attacks began to merge, creating an ultimate slash that destroyed all things.

Click...a sound.

The Nichirin sword in Yakumo's hand shattered.

Prismatic blades flew everywhere.

Yakumo used half of the Nichirin Sword and Fumo to form the strongest defense. At the same time, he rushed to the Black Death Moumen Gate and chopped off Fumo in his hand.

Hei Shimo was startled. He did not expect that the enemy could rush in front of him through such intensive slashes, so he could only passively lift the God of Crying to perform some passive defense.

A golden light exploded, and the demon was chopped down directly.

Cut off! The God of Xu Cry went and was cut off again.

Now the middle door of Heidi Mou is wide open, and there is no obstruction anymore.

Whoa. The half-cut nichirin sword was slashed towards the neck, which was the weak point.

However, the sharp blade extending from the shoulder changed its direction and blocked the path of the Nichirin Sword. Yakumo did not choose to retreat but continued to exert force. The reassembled Void Crying God went to slash at the urging of Black Death Mou.

Yakumo's chest.

A duel of absolute speed and strength began between the two.

Soon... Xu Crying God was already extremely close to Yakumo's chest, and even the branches that had grown almost touched the skin, but Hei Shimo could not move forward even a little bit.

Black Death Mou's head flew up in shock. He couldn't understand why the enemy's speed suddenly increased several times at the last second...

"It's pretty hard to kill."

Yakumo sighed in relief.

The head fell to the ground, and the arc of the moon around him stopped.

"I'm not willing to do it, I'm not willing to do it... Yuanyi, Yuanyi."

In the eyes of Heishimou, Yakumo and Tsukuni Enichi are completely integrated.

Black Death Mou loves Jiguoyuan. They are brothers and naturally love each other very much. Even when Jiguoyuan received unfair treatment, he would try his best to save his younger brother. It was his warm care that made Jiguoyuan happy.

One recognition.

But Hei Shimo also hates Yukichi, but more than anything, he is jealous. Although he is the second son, he has talents that are beyond his reach. It seems that the stripes can break the destiny, but he can only live an ignoble life and fall.

Become a ghost.

"Obviously...I am the one who attracts the most attention!"

"But why...are I overshadowed by you!"

The head that fell to the ground uttered almost crazy and chaotic murmurs.

Black Death Mou's head struggled as hard as possible, looking at Yakumo and letting out his final roar.

"You are not him and you don't deserve to be him!!"

Yakumo activates the demon, and uses the blade to form a gravitational force. The scattered fragments of the Nichirin Blade gather together, rotate at high speed in mid-air, and ignite a fire under the action of air friction. They wrap around Yakumo like a bolide, making a roaring sound as it breaks through the air.

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Black Death Mo's headless body remained standing.

The next second, the diamond-shaped fragments of the sun blade crashed into Hei Simo's body. Under the influence of the fragments, the surrounding cells were dying rapidly.

But Hei Shimo's body is gradually recovering.

Yakumo quickly took out another Nichirin sword from the sword case.

The double blades quickly slashed through Hei Shimo's body.

"Aren't you going to die if you cut off your head?"

Tong Mo, he cut off his head and survived.

Black Death Mou, even if his head was cut off, he would not die.

The originally fair body was covered with veins, and dark black spikes grew from the shoulders and back. The murderous weapon...weeping in despair, had already been completely integrated with Hei Shimo's body.

Black thorns kept pouring out, and the thickest part was as big as an arm.

Both arms are completely transformed into blades.

"Ding."

The Sun Blade collided with the blade arm on Hei Shimo's body.

Yakumo's eyes were slightly focused, and an extremely ugly head stretched out from his neck, like a devil returning from hell. Two sharp horns of about ten centimeters pointed at the sky. The six eyes on his face were filled with only malice, and the corners of his mouth were flowing out.

The almost transparent liquid seemed to be accompanied by beheading, and the human part of Hei Shimo was further obliterated.

"So ugly."

Yakumo sighed softly, becoming more and more suspicious that the so-called ghost transformation is essentially just a incomplete evolutionary process. Due to the incompleteness of this process, the final product will become uglier.

As he was sighing, Hei Shimo had completed his final transformation, splitting two blade arms from his shoulders again. The four blade arms were about two meters in length, capable of slashing across a wide range.

With four arms and six eyes, he looks like a devil.

"Drink, drink, drink..."

Black Death Mo lowered his head and roared like a beast.

Yakumo smiled, a gentle smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

The two collided again, and Hei Shimu's sword arm quickly turned into an illusory shadow, and the airtight crescent moon sword was outlined in front of Yakumo. The movement between advancement and retreat was more instinctive, and there was suddenly a lot of emotion between the two.

Countless golden thin lines appeared, which were the slashes outlined by Yakumo.

"Three feet, draw the sword."

Two golden thin lines spread, and bleeding marks appeared on Hei Shimo's waist, burning with golden flames. The blood was already close to healing before the blood poured out of his body.

The two separated, and Yakumo's footsteps were still steady and strong. In fact, when he felt the prying eyes from the outside, he was fighting Black Death Mou while hiding his combat power.

Black Death Mou continued to move forward, and his four ferocious blade arms slashed out countless arc moon swords. Yakumo's steps flashed slightly. None of those swords could touch Yakumo, but he still continued to attack.

As time went by, gray scales grew on the body of Black Death Mou, and four scarlet eyes grew rapidly on the ends of its four blade arms.

The funny thing is...for some reason Hei Shimo lost his intelligence and was left with only beast-like instincts.

when!

The fragments of the Sun Blade that had penetrated deeply into his body popped out from various parts of his body, but while this process was going on, Hei Shimo's aura became a little weak.

The number of cell growth in his body has reached its limit.

Yakumo continued to draw the sword, and the fragments that fell on the ground flew up out of thin air, flying rapidly around Yakumo following the operation of Fumo, like bullets ready to be fired.

In an instant, a golden light broke through the defense created by the four blade arms and cut open Hei Mu's entire chest. When it came into contact with the blood, the flaming Nichirin sword began to further destroy Hei Mu's cells.

The huge force carried by this blow knocked Black Death Mou away.

Yakumo was faster and directly caught up with his flying body. Fumo stabbed out from the chest, directly stopping Heishimou's tendency to fly upside down, and then the whole blade of Fumo stabbed into the ground.

Hei Shimo's entire body was nailed to the ground.

But it wasn't over yet, Jieyu slipped out at the same time, and Yakumo directly penetrated Heishimou's head.

This kind of wound can be regarded as fatal to ordinary people, but it is indeed a bit less interesting to Heishimou, who has a ghostly body. The four rather ferocious blade arms are accumulating power to grab Yakumo. of the heart.

However, the flaming meteors in mid-air fell through the air, not only disrupting the rhythm of Hei Shimo's attack, but also further damaging it.

The Kusanagi Sword pierces and further strengthens the immobilization of Black Death Mou.

The Nichirin sword waved, and Yakumo began to dismember Black Death Mou.

The painful screams came one after another, the cells were burning, and the defeat was certain.

The shadow of Enichi Tsukuni appeared in front of Heishimou's eyes, and he opened his arms to his brother who had completely turned into a ghost.

Hei Shimo, it shouldn't be said that a relieved smile appeared on Jiguo Yansheng's ugly face.

After hundreds of years, he reconciled with the world.

Ten minutes later, Yakumo ended the battle with the tattered Nichirin sword.

In the breeze, Yakumo drew out Kusanagi and Fumo, and solved the jade.

Slightly exerting force on the knife, blood splattered on the blade.

Yakumo put several weapons into the sword case.

The prompt from the game system just happened to sound.

〖Congratulations to the player for killing one of the upper strings, Black Death Mou.〗

〖Congratulations to the player, you have obtained 9000 battle points!〗

〖Use the fire of the sun to destroy evil!〗

Yakumo rushed towards the battlefield on the other side with his bare hands.

My footsteps moved quickly, and I had already passed a thousand meters in ten seconds.

Yakumo's ultimate speed can reach the speed of sound.

on the other hand.

The battle between Purgatory Anjuro and Yiwozao also came to an end, but they could not decide the winner. The difference in strength between the two was not too big.

Hei Shimo fell down, and Yi Wo Zuo immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Yakumo arrives with a sword box on his back...

After Yiwozuo noticed that Hei Shimo had fallen, he ran towards the north without any hesitation, while Xingshoulang tried his best to entangle him, leaving the three little ones far behind.

"Tanjiro...give me the knife."

Yakumo exerted his strength under his feet and quickly passed by Tanjiro, taking the Nichirin Sword in his hand. The three figures chased and fled on the empty plain.

"Oh, okay."

Tanjiro later realized that his hands were empty.

Only three little ones were left in the same place, looking at each other.

"Are you kidding? Are you kidding me?"

Yiwozao was a little angry and shook the hell away Anjuro. When Hei Shimo died, his mentality completely exploded. He was the one who stood at the top of the Twelve Ghost Moons, second only to the Ghost King Muzan-sama!

But he was solved within half an hour!

Yakumo and Anjurou began to strangle Yiwozao together, and two completely different flames burned Yiwozao's body.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them exchanged dozens of moves.

Yakumo completely mastered the rhythm of attack and defense, and Yiwozao was constantly injured, and he could feel that his body's recovery speed was gradually slowing down, which meant that he was close to the limit under the combined attack of the two.

Finally, the three of them separated temporarily.

Purgatory Anjurou's breathing was a little messy. In order to keep up with Yakumo's rhythm, his body had begun to work overload, and he also felt the gulf-like gap between the two.

The wounds on Yiwozuo's body healed quickly, and his legs were firmly fixed on the ground, and he immediately put his hands in the starting position to launch an attack.

The invisible energy in the virtual space began to gather.

"Be careful, he is gathering fighting energy!"

Purgatory Anjuro shouted loudly, then bent his body forward in a defensive posture.

"Xingjuro, protect yourself!"

Yakumo, on the other hand, held Kamado Tanjiro's Nichirin Sword tightly.

"Destruction Kill·Final Style·Blue Silver Chaotic Afterglow."

Yiwozuo punched the surroundings continuously, and the shadows of those fists gathered in mid-air into transparent light bullets that swept around at high speed, and dense fist shadows appeared on the surrounding ground.

Yakumo turned his perception ability to the maximum, and mist rose around him.

"Blink."

"The Breath of Fire·The Four Forms·The Winding of the Flame!"

With himself as the center, Purgatory Anjuro used whirlpool flames to gradually spread outward. From a distance, it looked like a huge peacock spreading its tail, presenting a barrier of flames... blocking the invisible air bombs scattered all over the sky.

Purgatory Anjuro's face showed calmness.

The golden light formed by Yakumo shuttled through the range of the invisible air bomb at an extremely fast speed. The Nichirin sword in his hand suddenly turned into pure white, and then quickly turned into black color, gradually igniting golden flames.

The distance between the two keeps getting closer...

"Powerful country."

Yakumo spoke softly, using the sword skills inherited from Miyamoto Musashi, and incorporating the technique of blinking light into it.

As his footsteps moved... countless air bombs fell into the air.

Yiwozao focused more on Yakumo, and countless transparent air bombs crashed into Yakumo crazily. This was his last fight, and it was also a blow that exhausted all his strength!

But no matter how hard Yiwozao tried, he still couldn't touch Yakumo's body even half an inch, and the air bomb was always just a little bit closer to Yakumo.

"The highest realm..."

Yiwozao looked at Yakumo's movements as if he was witnessing a miracle.

In the feeling of Yiwozao, Yakumo seems to have entered the legendary supreme realm and the transparent world. In fact... he is just faster.

Whoa…

The golden sword descended from the sky, and Yiwozuo was beheaded directly.

But Yakumo still didn't stop. In order to prevent Yiwoza from breaking through the limit and overcoming the weakness of beheading, the flame on the Nichirin Sword's blade continued to burn.

"Instant Light·Seventh Company."

When everything is quiet, everything calms down.

Seven golden straight lines slowly dissipated.

Yiwozuo's realm was torn into pieces and his body was burned to ashes.

At the last moment, Yiwozuo regained his memory, found the reason why he was never a woman, and remembered his former love.

The smile on his lips gradually turned into ashes.

In Yakumo's hands, Tanjiro's Nichirin sword... broke.

"Hey, it's not durable."

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