"Please keep going, Miss Mikoto. ”

Saki Ye stood between the two, turned his head and said to Reimu:

"Just leave it to me here!"

"Eh, is that good?"

Reimu didn't seem too surprised, and didn't ask much, just walked up and patted Sakiya on the shoulder, leaving a sentence of "then please", and flew straight to the heights. Seeing this, the demon dreamed of "don't think", and was about to raise a knife to block the way, when suddenly a bright flying knife flew towards her head.

Youmu had no choice but to raise her sword and knock it down. In this way, she also lost the best opportunity to stop Reimu, and could only watch the red and white witch pass by her.

"Damn it!"

Youmeng scolded in a low voice, and his heart was as anxious as fire, and he wanted to turn around immediately to catch up, but he couldn't take a step after all. Sixteen Nights Sakiya stood at the bottom of the stairs, staring at her with cold eyes. Youmeng knew in his heart that exposing his back in front of this person was tantamount to suicide.

"With all due respect, Your Excellency. Sakuya took out three flying knives from the knife belt on Da Yuan's leg, clamped them between his fingertips, and said without humility or arrogance:

"I'm sixteen nights, is it an opponent you can distract yourself from?"

Behind Youmeng, Reimu's back quickly faded away, and soon disappeared into the mist at the top of the stairs. At this time, the demon dream has no time to take care of these. As Sakiya said, she has now, and can only have one opponent.

"Disrespectful. ”

Demon Mengkong shook the Louguan sword, and the silver-white blade cut through the air, making a muffled sound of "buzz", like a wasp flapping its wings, and like a thundercloud rolling.

This knife is to cut off the myths in my heart. Between a breath and a breath, the wind stopped and the water stopped, and the heart of the demon dream returned to calm, abandoning everything outside the heart. There was not a trace of variegation in the pale blue eyes, only the figure of Sixteen Nights Sakuya was reflected in them.

"As soon as the soul is passed on, the soul demon dream is also!" "The demon dream set up a double sword, like an honor student, serious, respectful, and shouted with great momentum, "Please advise!"

"I will. ”

A faint smile that is not easy to detect floats on Sakiya's lips.

The next moment, the two disappeared together.

If you insist on a single order, then, yes, Youmeng is the one who took the lead and launched a surprise attack. However, in still time, no matter how fast it is, it is futile. By the time time the clock began to turn, Sakiya's arrangement was complete.

"Illusion Luna Bell!"

This move is simple and violent, that is, in a still time, throwing a huge number of throwing knives, surrounding the enemy to death, leaving no way out. There are not a thousand of them, but hundreds.

Youmeng is sure that the space under this maid's skirt can't accommodate so many flying knives. In fact, the vast majority of "flying knives" will disappear immediately once they are slashed by her. In the final analysis, they are just "illusions" without substance, false projections of parallel time and space, the trajectory of the parallel movement of the same knife on different timelines, and ...... Ah, damn it!

"Drink!"

Youmeng let out a loud shout, and the spiritual storm rising from her body shook the flying knives that came from all directions, and at the same time, it also washed away her gradually chaotic mind a little, which somewhat sobered her up.

"I shouldn't have thought about it...... Youmu thought with some chagrin, "just thinking about how these knives came to be would have cracked my head." ”

Swordsmanship is about feeling, not thinking.

Dance the sword with your heart, and don't think about why you swing the sword.

This is the swordsman philosophy that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Soul family. Once the swordsman gives up his senses and turns to rational thinking, they will soon realize that their heads are not bright.

Then they will give up thinking again, at least, that's what Yumu is.

"Pretty reaction, no, I should say decisive reaction. ”

Sakiya fell to the top of the steps, straightened up, and applauded. Youmu turned around and looked over—now, Sakuya was above, and Youmu was below, and the positions of the two were unconsciously reversed.

"Prizes. ”

Youmu replied briefly, then readjusted her stance and faced Sakiya, who was located on a high place.

"It's not a compliment, it's just a statement. ”

Sakuya said, feeling the knife strap tied to Da Yuan's leg again, and pinched out three flying knives with his fingers.

"The next move, if you can catch it. She continued, "Then I'm going to give you a good compliment." ”

On each of Sakiya's two legs was a belt full of scabbards, each of which could hold twelve knives, for a total of twenty-four, which was the maximum amount of ammunition she could carry with her.

On this trip, she first used a throwing knife on the door of Red Misuzu's head, then the one stuck in Letty Shiraishi's chest, and the nine knives that pierced Qiluno's body. Next, there are the four that have just been used.

In other words, so far, she has used a total of fifteen throwing knives, and the remaining throwing knives are only nine.

And in the next move, she plans to directly use up the nine flying knives and leave no back.

Of course, Youmu didn't plan to give her this chance.

"Grandpa said, the first opportunity must be the first, the first to the first!" "Demon Dream raised his sword and shouted, "Look at the sword!"

Straight line assault, flat slash sweep, this is the assault technique that Youmeng is best at. Even if the stairs under her feet limited her speed, it was only a tenth of a second, plus a hundredth of a second, which was beyond the limits of human reflexes.

For someone else, the knife of Demon Dream is definitely "the first to be the first" - to see through your offensive intentions, take a step ahead of you, and destroy your moves, without flaws and impeccable. However, her opponent is Sixteen Nightsaki, and the speed compared to Sakuya is simply boring.

Whether it's a tenth of a second, or a hundredth of a second, it makes no difference in front of Sakiya, it's too slow, it's all meaningless. For Sakiya, there are only two speeds in this world, one and zero. What is the difference between ten zeros and a hundred zeros?

“The· World! Time stops!"

And so the passage of time stopped.

Youmeng's posture was frozen in the high-speed sprint, his short silver-white hair floated backwards, and his determined expression did not move at all.

"It didn't work. ”

First of all, the first batch, three throwing knives, aimed at Youmeng's eyebrows, throat and chest.

"In vain!"

The second batch aimed at the waist, abdomen, and back of Youmeng.

"Useless, useless, useless!"

The last three flew towards Youmeng's left arm, right arm, and heart in turn.

"I'm sorry, Yumu, I lied to you. ”

After losing all the throwing knives, Sakiya was in a very comfortable mood, she stood there, clapping her empty hands, and couldn't help but say to herself in this "world" where she was alone:

"The phrase 'catch the next trick and praise you well' is completely deceitful. ”

"Because of the next move, you can't catch it!"

Yes, as she said, this move could not be resisted, and this move had already hit before it was used. The knife pierced into Youmeng's eyebrows, throat, chest, heart, waist, abdomen, back, left arm, and right arm, and pierced it firmly. Youmeng's resolute and combative face suddenly pierced with a knife can almost make Sakuya laugh.

"You died in this still time, and ironically, you can only live in this still time. ”

"When time begins to flow, so will your blood, and I will see it overflow and you will drown in a pool of your own blood. ”

"You have three seconds left in your life. ”

Sakuya said this, raised three fingers, put down one of them again, and said:

"II. ”

Then, she lowered one of her remaining two fingers.

"One. ”

Eventually, all the fingers were retracted and turned into a clenched fist. Sakiya slowly lowered the hand, smiled, and said softly in a voice that was thin enough to penetrate the soul:

“Zero......”

Then time began to turn again. ”

Did Yume's blood start to flow? The answer, of course, is yes.

So, has it been flooded?

No.

When the "Demon Dream" with nine knives stuck in his body did not shed a drop of blood, turned into a cloud of smoke and dust under Sakiya's nose, and turned back into a ball of white and soft mochi, Sakiya's shocked appearance could almost make the Demon Dream laugh.

As early as when humans were still living in trees, the tactics that existed were ancient, but they were always effective.

"It's a trap!"

Sakuya raised his head against the wind pressure, and was just shaken by the light on the blade of Louguan's sword, and he couldn't even open his eyes. If Sakiya could still see clearly, then she should be able to see Youmu's completely stretched and powerful jumping posture, and the smile on her face.

"Uh-h

The blade of the sword was stretched by spiritual power, and it swelled to an incomparably huge size, and it fell from the sky when Sakiya had just exhausted his ability, the weakest and most defenseless, so to speak, the possibility of Sixteen Nights Sakuya dodging this knife did not exist at all.