District 9 honed for six years......

Shen Yin frowned slightly.

The number of the area is not related to the geographical location, but to the danger level of the area.

The higher the number, the safer it is, and the smaller the number, the more chaotic the area, like Zone 1 to Zone 5. These five areas are not even known to the general public, and the reason is that they are too dangerous for ordinary people to live in or approach.

Although District Nine is only three digits smaller than District Twelve, it is also much more dangerous than here.

Districts 13 to 10 belong to the Stable Zone, Wards 9 to 6 belong to the Chaos Zone, and Zones 5 to 1 are called the Worst of the Evil Lands.

Although the level of the Ninth District is nothing for Shen Yin, for a ten-year-old demon slayer, this is undoubtedly a place full of dangers.

At the age of ten, he was sent to that kind of place and honed alone for six years, and he had to admire Mitani Qing's father for being ruthless enough.

"So, is that spirit tool his prosthetic?" Kamiin asked, shaking the card.

This information card only records the general experience of Mitani Qing in the past few years, and there is no mention of his right arm in a few sentences.

"I don't know." Deacon Deer shook his head and said.

"There are very few people who know that his arm is a spirit tool, after all, not everyone can be like you, who can see through his methods after only one battle."

Shen Yin spread his hands and said with a smile, "Is it my fault that I am excellent?" ”

"Because you're going to school, I feel like you're a lot more flamboyant." Deacon Deer pulled his white gloves and said flatly.

However, this casual sentence made God's face darken.

There is nothing more shameful for him than going to school.

"Having said that, it's really hard to say whether this spirit tool was installed as a prosthetic after his broken arm, or whether it was replaced to enhance his own strength."

"Do you want to unload your healthy arms in order to cast a formation? It's crazy, isn't it? Kamikure said with a frown.

"Who knows, some people do anything to improve their strength."

As soon as Deacon Deer finished speaking, his eyes suddenly changed when he looked ahead.

The next moment, on the other side of the empty island, there were quite a few people falling from the sky, and there were about forty or fifty people one after another, or even more.

It's obviously a family that was suppressed by "Sakurai", but there are many more people than "Sakurai".

Looking at the shape of the group of people in front of him, Shen Yin couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although the "Prison Dog" is also dressed in formal clothes, it feels completely different from the "Sakurai", and the style of the "Prison Dog" is more like the underworld, and the whole body exudes an atmosphere that is not easy to mess with.

This group of people are either big backs or airplane heads, sunglasses hanging on their heads, bamboo sticks or long cigarettes in their mouths, hands in their pockets, and a flying and domineering look at Shen Yin.

In the front row of the "Prison Dogs" crowd, there was a boy in a student uniform who was out of step with the gangsters, smiling and waving at Kamikure.

Aoi Mitani ......

It didn't take much effort for Kamikure to recognize him, and even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his head.

Standing in a group of ruffians in a student uniform, he suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, but he didn't realize that there was anything wrong.

Shen Yin silently looked away, ignoring Mitani Qing's warm greeting.

"It's like a bunch of ruffians." Shen Yin said casually, but he didn't expect this casual remark to arouse the approval of the people around him.

"It's a bunch of ruffians! Look at how they look like demon slayers! ”

"I heard that they still have a bunch of tattoos on their bodies, hey, I'm not saying that the tattoos are not good people, but when you say that when you save the masses, what kind of body is it like to be seen with this fierce tattoo!"

The demon slayer around you, I began to complain one after another.

Shen Yin silently looked at Deacon Deer on the side, Deacon Deer shrugged his shoulders helplessly and explained to him, "The two clans have differences in many places, such as clothing, concepts, and even fighting methods. ”

"Our clan fights according to the traditional way of fighting demon slayers, that is, using "attraction" and spells to cast spells to fight, while "Prison Dog" uses spells to strengthen itself for melee combat."

"Because of this we privately call them savages, and they call us gods."

The corners of Shen Yin's mouth twitched a few times, feeling a little speechless, the dispute between the two clans felt like a child's fight, and they also gave each other flower names (nicknames) behind their backs.

However, Shen Yin is also a little curious about the "Prison Dog", a close-quarters combat method that strengthens itself with magic, and he wants to see it if he has the opportunity in the future.

"I used to think that the 'Prison Dog' was a family that used to arrange formations as the mainstream combat method, but now it seems that there is a big way out as I expected."

"Formation is not something that everyone can learn, Mitani Qing is not only a special existence in the "Prison Dog", but his formation skills are also extremely good in the entire group of demon slayers." Deacons seldom praise their enemies.

"What is the alliance ceremony like?" After the two clans confronted each other for several minutes and still didn't move, Shen Yin couldn't help but ask.

Shen Yin felt strange, at this moment, the two clans were facing each other more than ten meters apart, and neither of them took the initiative to approach, could it be that staring at each other like this was considered an alliance ceremony?

"According to the ancient law, it is generally necessary to kill animals, collect blood, announce to the gods, and add books with blood, but it is ......"

"The leader of the other party did not show up." Deacon Deer frowned, his hands clenched into fists vigorously.

If even the leader does not come at the ceremony of alliance between the two clans, it is undoubtedly looking down on them!

Deacon Deer couldn't help but realize this problem, and many members of the "Sakurai" clan also realized this, and they all looked at each other with angry eyes.

Hasn't the leader of the other party shown up yet......

Shen Yin looked at the other side, and when he saw Mitani Qing's expression of watching the play, he had a bad premonition.

Something is wrong......

There was something wrong with the atmosphere around......

Kami's heart beat faster, and he could feel an unknown danger approaching.

My side? No...... Koharu's side!

Kamigakure suddenly looked at the place where Sakurai Haru, who was standing at the forefront!

When he looked at the place where Sakurai Haru was, he saw that Shen Yin's eyes were quick, and a huge heavy sword one meter wide appeared out of thin air and blocked in front of Sakurai Haru and the others.

Almost the moment the heavy sword appeared, a heavy punch hit the sword body with a deafening sound, and a strong fist wind hit the Sakurai clan behind the heavy sword.

Although the heavy sword barely blocked a blow, under this blow, the heavy sword immediately collapsed into many fragments and fell to the ground.

The god's invisible figure shook and appeared in front of Sakurai Haru for a moment, blocking it behind him.

"What people!" The crowd roared.

Except for Sakurai Mamoru and Yan Xian, everyone in the "Sakurai" clan took out their own "Triggers" and burst out with the strongest spiritual power in an instant.

"Yo yo yo, just say hello, don't be so nervous."

A middle-aged man with a bearded face, a burly body, and solid muscles, stood in front of everyone in the Sakurai clan and spread his hands and smiled heartily.