A roar sounded in front of the temple house.

Yakshamaru collides with Fujiwara Mei's red fist.

The huge spiritual power of the two Budu Imperial Soul Swords seeped out from the meridians of Fujiwara Meihong, ignoring the obstruction of the passage with a destructive force, and turned into flames and broke out!

The flames burst out and scattered in all directions, destroying all the bricks and stones in their path, and all the houses near the temple house collapsed.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Aqiu had anticipated this, I'm afraid that the inhabitants who were sleeping now would have died a long time ago.

Unthinkable spiritual power erupted from Fujiwara Meihong's palm.

She was like a sharp sword at the moment, concentrating all the spiritual power of the two Budu Imperial Soul Swords on this fire fist.

Uncontrolled spiritual power poured out of her bones and flesh, causing her to be extremely overloaded.

The spiritual power is constant, and the explosions are constant.

In the explosion, Fujiwara Meihong endured even more pain, her blood vessels continued to burst, her internal organs continued to collapse, her body trembled violently, and there was a blister-like popping sound in her body all the time, and blood kept flowing outward from the corners of her mouth and falling on the stone bricks.

But she was laughing.

Under this punch, Yakshamaru's palm severed two fingers.

The Budu Imperial Soul Sword has the power to control all the auras in the world, even if it is miasma.

The powerful spiritual power generated by the two Budu Imperial Soul Swords, although it cannot be controlled by Kenya, can be absorbed by her.

While conveying the flames in her body to Kenya, why didn't Fujiwara Meihong make room for that huge spiritual power?

But her smile condensed slightly, slowly fading.

There was another white coming behind Yakshamaru.

Her fiery body suddenly became stiff and cold, unable to move.

Starting from the Fire Fist, a burst of frost quickly covered Fujiwara Meihong's body, as if it would never melt.

The body and mind have become a dead world.

The fire of the immortal bird, which Fujiwara Meihong was most proud of, seemed meaningless in the face of this frost.

Even the whole world began to freeze.

Before losing consciousness, Fujiwara Meihong shouted incredibly in the depths of her heart.

It's him!?

It's him!?

How could it be him!?

……

……

In spring, even the wind at night should be warm.

But now there is frost.

The moment the man appeared, the miasma flew like black smoke from a burning reed.

It occupies the entire street in front of the temple house, obscuring the original fire of Fujiwara Meihong.

The temperature dropped dramatically, the cold brought by the miasma caused the willows to stop swaying, and the well water somewhere in the street began to freeze.

Jian Ya hung his shoulders weakly, barely sitting cross-legged, at this moment he was like a suspension bridge, which could collapse at any time due to the imminent weight.

It's just that the suspension bridge expected the heavy weight, but he didn't expect to face the fate of being beheaded.

At this moment, not only Fujiwara Meihong turned into ice, but even Kenya had to turn into ice.

When the cold reaches its extreme, all movement stops. Jian Ya, who was gradually stained by the miasma, was like falling into the deepest ice cellar, so cold that he couldn't shiver, couldn't breathe, and even stopped thinking.

He was like well water, frozen in ice.

At this time, in his body, only the flame from Fujiwara Meihong was still burning, although the flame had begun to gradually extinguish with Fujiwara Meihong's closed eyes. But the heat that emanates from the flame has the pride to break all bonds, whether cold or death.

Kenya's consciousness was like an ocean covered in ice and snow, only in the deepest shadows of the seabed, a figure called to him.

In the black sea, there was a red figure who said to him in a familiar voice.

"Draw your sword!"

In the face of the cold that fell from the sky, since the appearance of these two words, an unwilling and frantic aura suddenly emanated from Jian Ya's body.

A voice that had saved him countless times cried out to him.

"Draw your sword!"

Kenya suddenly began to tremble, the frost on his eyelashes and the ice chips on his face shattered, and then shot away like sharp arrows, revealing his true face.

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out of his mouth and spilled in front of him.

The blood was muddy because there were a lot of broken blood ice particles in it that had congealed from the cold brought by the miasma.

Although the muddy blood was embarrassing, it was still hot after all.

The green shirt was dyed red, and all the places that had been dyed red melted away.

The darkness is dispelled and the light comes.

The fire of the immortal bird used its own actions to shine its last light.

A flash of flame rushed from the palm of Jian Ya's hand to the two Budu Imperial Soul Swords beside him, and the flames turned into long whips, instantly hooking the long swords that were silent on the side.

Kenya slammed his shoulder to the ground twice, and in a brazen gesture, he forcibly corrected the dislocated part in an imperfect way.

At the same time, intense pain dispelled the last bit of his trance.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his hands trembled slightly, and he grasped the long sword.

Shouted with the woman in his mind.

"Draw your sword!"

……

……

Blood flowed out slowly, and Yakshamaru looked at the severed fingers of his palm, silent.

At the moment, he could only stand behind his partner in an extremely ugly posture, and he no longer had any pride to face his partner.

The man looked at the injured Yashamaru and shook his head and sighed.

"It's just brute force. 」

Yakshamaru understands that the other party is evaluating his previous fights, and he admits that the other party is right.

"With your current strength, there is still a long way to go before you are truly the top youkai, and your desire is strong and cannot be compensated, not to mention that you only think about fighting. 」

Speaking of this, the white-haired young man looked at Fujiwara Meihong, who had already frozen, and said.

"I've been helped by you, so I'm not going to kill you this time. 」

At this, he frowned again.

"I know you're immortal, but there's a way to deal with you in the world. Before dealing with Teacher Huiyin, I hope you can honestly take this place without moving...... Of course, you can't break the ice. 」

"Because there's no next time. 」

With that, he walked towards the temple house.

He sensed a swordsman standing up in the darkness behind him.

He knew that the other party was a strong swordsman.

But he didn't care.

The whole sky was dark.

What about the people of the world?

As he thought this, a sudden sound of footsteps appeared in his ears.

The sound of footsteps was accompanied by a powerful momentum.

This momentum is constantly climbing upwards at an astonishing speed.

Until it stops at some stage.

Although it is not a big demon, it is enough for him to stay.

Kamibai Ze Huiyin stood in front of the door and said suddenly.

"I didn't expect the village chief's adopted son to come and attack Renli, and I didn't expect that you would become a youkai. 」

That person, Jiukong Xun didn't think so, shook his head and said.

"In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely listen to your teachings and learn how to do good. 」

"There's no more. 」

Kamibai Zehuiyin closed his eyes, but the sky was bright.

Previously, Kukuraki thought that no one could stop him and Yashamaru under the dark night.

However, the moment he raised his head, he finally remembered.

Since ancient times, no matter how dark the night is, there is always something that guides all living beings under the night.

The cold wind blew on his face and scattered the clouds in the sky.

Shangbai Zehuiyin was dressed in a green shirt and stood in front of the temple house.

The thin body blooms under the light and is powerful that no one can take lightly.

Light, is moonlight.

The moon is a full moon.

Under the full moon, Shangbai Zehuiyin said word by word.

"There's no more. 」

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PS: Hahaha, Jiukong Smoke is a good linkage that was said a lot of time ago.

It's just the same name as the Nine Sky Smoke in "The Wonderful Monster Adventure of Nine Sky Smoke", so it's good to be happy and don't have to worry about other issues.

It is not surprising that something that was discussed with gravity before the white jade floor scroll.