"Lord of Hundred Things!"

The mirage burned violently, and there was finally a bit of emotional fluctuations in the somewhat ethereal ghost sound.

Uesugi Kiyoshi would not let go of this opportunity, and he turned around and swung his sword forward, and the edge of the cold blade drew several straight lines in the air, smashing the mirage that burned with ghost fire.

Behind him were stumps and severed arms, blood rain swayed, and in front of him was the collision of ghost fire and mirage, accompanied by fireworks blooming with sword light.

In an instant, the crisis was lifted.

On the other hand, the situation of the Ibaraki boy is also not good.

The most annoying thing about Rin Kamiizumi is that someone robs her of her food.

The opponent is also regarded by her as a kind of "food", one is the satisfaction of appetite, and the other is the satisfaction of the desire to fight.

When she unshackles, I don't know if she was affected by the heroic soul of Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, she will become a little belligerent.

People are far and near, if Uesugi Kiyoshi robbed her opponent, then she probably laughed it off, but as a result, she fought with the enemy to the fullest, and the other party did her best, and she was about to get serious and divide the victory and defeat.

The enemy was robbed?

Or is it her most hated ghost?

A punch hit the cotton, and Rin Kamiizumi felt a little unspeakably uncomfortable.

Her eyes lit up with anger as she looked at the maid of the Ibaraki Boy's house, and her eyes became unkind and sinister.

Rin Kamiizumi is a man of action.

She screamed, her body was like a cheetah rushing, and the wild sword she held tightly in both hands was blessed by the double blessing of physical strength and inertia, with unparalleled might, like thunder, through the phantom of Rashomon behind the Ibaraki boy, cutting through the purple-red infernal flames, and unstoppably slashing down on his vest.

The Ibaraki boy himself was a little annoyed, and he didn't react to this raid at all.

A huge wound from the right shoulder of the back to the left side of the rib almost split the woman's body in half.

The Ibaraki boy flew out as if he had been hit by a heavy truck.

Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced back, his eyes narrowed, and there was murder in his eyes.

It's just that you want to sneak attack Dongwen Maki and make my efforts in the past few days in vain?

It's you... Want to rob my demon soul?

He knew that Rin's knife looked terrifying, but it couldn't kill or injure the Ibaraki boy at all.

He is no longer the little white who didn't know anything about the transcendent world at the beginning, the weak ghost god took away the mortal body, if the body function stopped, then it was likely that the divine soul would also dissipate, but this powerful ghost king with a name and surname only slaughtered his sacrificial body, and would not kill it fundamentally at all.

Spirits are a very intractable enemy, and in a way, they are immortal.

The body is dead and the soul is immortal, and the soul slips back to the dream mirror world, and in a few years, he will be a good man again.

But now, Uesugi Kiyoshi has a way to overcome the barrier between dreams and reality and wreak havoc on demons and gods.

The Vessel of the Ghost and God - Oni Cut.

The lilac glow and the edge of his sword danced against the remaining bloodstains, presenting a seductive color of eerie and magnificence.

Concentrate, stretch your arms, and swing your sword.

In a breath, a line of purple light swept through the air.

After all, the distorted Ibaraki boy is also the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, the strongest war ghost under the swallowing of wine, and when Uesugi cleared his sword, a sense of crisis that quickly spread in his heart made him shiver.

The flames of hell quickly ignited in his right hand, and at the same time, he quickly raised his arms to his chest.

He wanted to use this ghost hand burning with the flames of hell to block Uesugi Kiyoshi's sword.

Unstoppable.

The arm snapped in response, the cross-section neat and smooth, and after a second's pause, blood splattered.

It seems that even the flesh and blood on his body did not reflect the fact that he had been cut off.

His right arm was cut off at the root, and a narrow knife mark was cut out of his back by the Notai knife, and the body of the Ibaraki boy fell weakly into a pool of blood on the ground.

He supported his body with his remaining left arm and lifted his head, his face full of disbelief.

"Can you hurt my real body in the dream mirror??"

“... The ghost blade of the devil?! ”

"You..."

Before he finished his words, the brilliance in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body lost the strength to support it, and it was weakly paralyzed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned and snorted coldly.

"Did you let him run away?"

"But it's not like nothing..."

The Ibaraki boy was not directly beheaded by him, he was sure, because he did not reap the mirage that was used as a trophy.

However, instead, the withered ghost hand that he had cut off gradually turned into a mirage illusion, mixed with residual infernal flames in mid-air, forming the shape of an arm, and then pouring into his body.

The true body of the ghost god of the Ibaraki boy was cut off by him across the gap between the two worlds.

The situation seems to be settled.

The only threat present seemed to be the only thing left of the jade statue, I don't know if it was an illusion, under the reflection of the moonlight, the wild expression of the statue of the drunken devouring god also became a little dignified.

Seeing such a situation, Dong Wenyu, who collapsed under the base of the wall covering his wounds, yelled hideously, a little hysterical.

"Wine swallowing boy! What are you waiting for? ”

"Give you a ready body and one more! Are you going to go back to your country like this? ”

"Next time I think about it, it's not that simple! Do you know how many subordinates I have gathered to pray for you?! ”

"You bastard, do you want all our hard work to be wasted!"

The idol made by the white jade finally reacted.

More mirages poured out like ocean waves, silently injecting into the body of the sturdy man kneeling in front of the idol.

Uesugi Qing's eyes froze, and he rushed forward without hesitation, swinging his sword and slashing, wanting to concoct the same method, divide the body into a corpse, and see if this ghost king of the great country can take away a pile of corpses.

This time, he was a little slower.

Or rather, the speed at which the wine swallows the boy is too fast.

The moment the blade was about to be added, the strong body disappeared in a trance.

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked up and saw that he had stepped back a few meters with some mechanical movements, constantly moving his hands and feet, as if he was familiar with the body.

This is a middle-aged man who looks about thirty years old, and it should be Dong Wenyu's body for the wine swallowing boy - he once instructed Suzuki Hidema to do something to this body, but this trick was guarded against by the wine swallowing boy, and the wine swallowing boy planned to use the hands of the Ibaraki boy to choose another body to seize and return to this world.

As long as he succeeds in coming back, then the outcome of everything is still unknown.

The big monster who can be revered as the king of ghosts, and the lord of the ghost clan in Kyoto can be shocked by one person, and his strength is by no means comparable to those little minions.

At the same time, Uesugi Kiyoshi was shocked.

In his head, the alarm bell rang loudly - this was not a metaphor, the long-lost voice of the hundred ghosts echoing scrolls sounded in his head, accompanied by a bell that could be counted as a noise.

"Discover the demon soul of the [Wine Swallowing Boy], please capture it as soon as possible!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi thought about it for a while, and immediately noticed something different from usual.

This time, the word used in Hyakki's picture scroll is not "recycling", but... Capture!