"Hey, hey, hey, is this still what I understand to be a white-knuckle fight?"

Fang Ye, who was almost lifted off his head by the strong wind blowing outside the cave, also complained wildly in his heart after quickly holding down his hat.

What he saw was a scene far beyond imagination -

I saw that after the fierce exchange of knives and knives, it was an even more dazzling battle.

Like a hundred flowers blooming, the knives held by the two people in the battle seemed to turn into streamers in Fang Ye's eyes, and every time they struck, it was like two cold rays of light colliding together in mid-air, and the little sparks that burst out were not as dazzling and dazzling as these two sword lights.

"Whew...... Where is this still a battle between cold weapons...... If you say that you are filming Star Wars, some people believe it!!"

Secretly peeping at such a scene, Fang Ye suddenly returned to his previous life to watch the battle between Luke Skywalker and the Sith Dark Lord Darth Vader in the classic "Star Wars 2", but compared to the scene in the movie, the battle speed of the two in front of him can be described as a 2.5x faster version of the "lightsaber duel".

Among the three people outside the cave in the wall, the silver-haired old man Nishiwaki Cultivator has been standing motionless in the rear, and the two people who are fighting cause Fang Ye to sigh secretly in his heart, one should be the "pseudo-master" Hideo Murakami, and the other person, Fang Ye guesses that it is the role of Nishiwaki Cultivator.

But among these two, who is Hideo Murakami who laughed at the old man loudly?

Fang Ye didn't know for the time being.

But he was fortunate to be able to see such an anxious and fierce battle, even if there was a strong wind constantly blowing in his face, mixed with gravel and mud hitting his face, Fang Ye was reluctant to close his eyes once, after all, this was the first time he had seen a real battle between "miracles" and "miracles" since he crossed into this world.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw one of the people in the battle, suddenly take a step back, and then suddenly vomited out a mouthful of crimson blood.

………………………………

"Sakaki-chan, aren't we really going to go to Master Nishiwaki Cultivator?"

Tokyo Dome Stadium, Audience Hall.

While watching Asagami, who had been released from the "Possession" state, directing some of the character costumers to escort the guests away, Asakami Orihime slowly came to the other party's side and asked softly.

The white-haired young man shook his head after hearing this, and said, "Since he didn't want us to follow, it means that he thinks that in the next battle, we are no longer a helper, but may become a burden to him, so we might as well do what we need to do here." ”

"You're saying that the person he might be up to will be Hideo Murakami?!"

Orihime Asagami understood what he meant, and said with a look of surprise on his face.

"Hmm. ”

"If it's 2 to 1, even the master is afraid that he won't be able to ......"

"Don't worry," Asagami Sakaki interjected, "The reason why my aunt didn't show up tonight is not only because her Hyakki Night Walk has reached a critical stage, but also because she sensed the presence of Junji Ito near Kyoto a few days ago, I'm afraid that the other party is trying to contain her from staying in Kyoto, and the person who can actually appear here tonight, I think it can only be Hideo Murakami." ”

"That's ...... so"

Orihime Asakami nodded, as if relieved.

"Instead, it's the monitoring room...... I called her just now, but no one answered, so I was afraid of ......"

Asagami then looked in the direction of the administrative area of the venue, and said in a somewhat depressed tone.

"You mean there's an accident on Director Rika's side?!"

"I'm afraid that's the case...... "Asagami sighed, "what a miscalculation, if she dies here, the government will ...... It's hard for us to confess...... After all, it's the woman of the same one......"

“…………”

They were silent with each other, but suddenly they heard a sound of rapidly approaching footsteps from behind.

Asagami Sakaki, who reacted one step faster, just turned his head, his gaze changed sharply, and the next moment he reached out and pushed away Asagami Orihime, who was standing by his side.

"Be careful!"

Pushed away, Asakami Orihime saw a heavy black shadow lunge towards them and crush Asagami to the ground in front of her eyes.

"Sakaki!"

After the woman's scream, the Shikijin "Red Lotus" flew over her shoulder again.

………………………

"Old man, don't you think he can stop me, do you?!"

Looking at the middle-aged man who was still standing in the middle of the field, who was still standing on his opponent's mouth and spitting vermilion, he sneered at Nishiwaki Cultivator with contempt.

At this time, he could have taken the life of the man who fell to his knees, but he disdained it, and it was clear that he did not look at the man at all, and only the cultivator of Nishiwaki who was still silent in his eyes.

"Shut up ......!"

The person who spoke was the loser who gritted his teeth and still held on, he struggled to stand up slowly with his sword, and after the transformation of the "Possessed Spirit", he stared at Hideo Murakami with the only one-eye, and said in a rough tone.

"That's enough, Kazuya, you stand down, you're running out of time. ”

But unexpectedly, the person who spoke out to stop it was the old man who had not spoken in the two sides before.

“………… Yes, Master. ”

Although there was unwillingness on his face, when the old man gave the order, the one-eyed swordsman could only grit his teeth, clench the knife in his hand, and retreat behind the old man.

"Time is running out? Do you mean the time for 'possession'?"

And Fang Ye, who was still hiding behind the hole in the wall, also muttered in his heart.

At the same time, he focused his attention completely, just because the silver-haired old man opposite him began to move towards Hideo Murakami.

"Finally not going to hide behind that rubbish anymore, old man?"

The middle-aged man with the knife slowly became serious as the old man approached, but he still didn't forget to provoke and sneered loudly.

"You're still as foul-mouthed as ever, Eifu. ”

The old man shook his head and smiled, and then waved his hand and made a move!

I only heard the sound of "buzz", but there was no sign, but the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he quickly raised the knife in front of him.

Under Fang Ye's gaze, he seemed to have received an invisible blow, his whole body suddenly shook, and the place where he stepped was even more shattered, and his body involuntarily fell backwards, leaving two rows of half-meter-deep tunnels on the ground.

"It's ......!!!"

In this process, Fang Ye, who didn't notice how the old man made a move, opened his mouth slightly.

…………………………

"Sakaki!"

On the other hand, the life of the white-haired young man Asagami Sakaki has come to an end.

After he was caught off guard and was knocked down by the black shadow, his neck was bitten tightly, his trachea and arteries were torn apart, and he was just a mortal in the state of "possession".

And the white-haired young man who began to enter the light return to the light subconsciously rolled his eyes, and finally saw the appearance of the attacker.

It was a monster with several badly damaged heads, seven or eight hands and feet glued together, and the face that bit open most of his neck with a pair of sharp teeth, he remembered very well, it was number 17.

"She didn't die in the explosion......

In the chaos of consciousness, the sight gradually became pitch black, and Asagami Sakaki shouted in his heart unwillingly.

Then he opened those eyes and died.