Uesugi Kiyoshi is too lazy to talk nonsense.

What innocent people's blood debts, what Yokota family's lives, what kind of help.

Needless to say, none of this is needed.

Everything has been turned into an incomparable power, hidden in this sword.

The night wind howled in the air, the sound was gloomy and miserable, and the dome of the great rivers and mountains, at some point, the blood-red sun was hidden in the clouds, and it was replaced by a golden hook cold moon hanging high.

Under the moonlight, there is a sword light to compete with it.

In an instant, the clouds were suppressed, and the sky was shocked, and as soon as the drunken boy stood up, the blade had already reached three inches in front of him.

Some of the ruined swords were smeared with a lilac glow from the oni cut, like a venomous snake hunting.

Stealthy, efficient, swift, inconspicuous, but deadly.

Two days first-class, five rounds of books, water scrolls, too knife method.

Furious Attack - Tiger Lan enters.

Tiger, fierce, cruel, king of the mountain.

Arashi means storm.

Like a tiger, pouring into the nest, this move is a self-sacrifice technique, and it is also the most ferocious self-sacrifice technique that Uesugi Kiyoshi has ever learned.

Niten-1st Class is a school of kendo founded by the sword master Miyamoto Musashi, and it is famous for the two-sword stream, but there is no shortage of Taidao scrolls.

And his Taidao skills are famous for his self-sacrificing skills.

"Who can stop the young samurai from dying?" This is a sentence that Miyamoto Musashi said, and this sentence was perfectly integrated into his kendo.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes burned with the intention of death.

This knife is a mid-section structure, taking the key point of the front chest of the wine swallowing boy, and the follow-up Uesugi Qing has prepared at least three types of changes, the combination of five continuous techniques, which can divide its throat, lower abdomen, and lower yin, even if this knife is not successful, the follow-up sword moves will come like a storm.

As for the opponent's counterattack, he didn't plan to care, even if the enemy punched his heart, he would first cut off the head of the drunken boy.

In kendo, momentum is very important, and the first style at the beginning is even more important.

The drunken boy was amazed when he saw this sword coming like starlight.

"It's... Familiar momentum, and familiar sword..."

Without hesitation, he turned his palm into a knife, smiled fiercely, and slashed at the rushing sword body with one palm.

The sword at the end of the crossbow let out an overwhelmed wail, and in an instant, it turned into gold and iron shards, and scattered in all directions.

The purple slight mangs persevered in cutting vertically and horizontally on the arm of the wine-swallowing boy, but the results were remarkable, and the strong arm had become bloody and blurred, but looking at the expression of the wine-swallowing boy, he didn't care at all.

The ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, Jiu Tun, is a big monster who lives in spirits and battles, and this kind of small injury is commonplace.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was stunned, but he did not panic, he resolutely abandoned the sword, reluctantly continued to rush forward, crashed into the chest of the wine swallowing boy, the arm was round, the left fist hammered into his lower abdomen, the right arm bent the elbow, and thundered into his left chest.

Eight poles of cannon hammer and top elbow.

This was originally a last resort, and Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't expect a lot, but the result still made him a little discolored - it was as if he was not hitting the mortal fetus of the flesh, but on the iron plate.

The majestic body of the wine swallowing boy stood still, but Uesugi Qing's tiger mouth was shocked and painful, he was alert, his arms were protected in front of his chest, blocking the wine swallowing boy's punch, and then he took a few steps back in confusion and opened the distance.

"Don't hide it, the power of the ghost cut..."

"What kind of ghost cut do you have?"

"Mustache cut? Knee cut? Still is... Lion Song? ”

"Could it be..."

The wine-swallowing boy shook his bloody arm, his smile was wild, and the battle intent in his eyes was surging, and he looked interested.

Kiyoshi Uesugi did not answer.

He glanced at the ghost gourd behind the wine swallow - it seemed to contain his fine wine, and the gourd grinned at the lower end of the gourd, but it looked listless.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke once popularized Uesugi Kiyoshi the fighting method of the wine swallowing boy - in addition to the brute force and invulnerability of the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains, he can also drive the miasma and madness in the huge wine gourd behind him, the former attacking the enemy, the latter protecting himself.

But as soon as the fight began, Uesugi Kiyoshi only saw brute force, and the wine gourd was like nothing.

His heart moved, he squinted, and said firmly: "God will poison the wine... Still affecting you? ”

The long burgundy hair fluttered in the wind, and the wine-swallowing boy had no intention of hiding it at all, he wrinkled his nose disdainfully, and there was a look of indifference in his golden eyes.

"That kind of wine is my nemesis, and my ability as a [ghost] is suppressed to death."

"But I'm not just... Hell! ”

"I am the god son of Mt. Ibuki, the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains!"

With the roar of the wine-swallowing boy, bursts of Sanskrit sounds faintly echoed from the depths of the temple, and a golden Buddha light flashed on the wine-swallowing boy's arm, and the flesh and blood of the wound surged, and it was as intact as ever for a moment.

Legend has it that during the Heian period, the wine swallowing boy was originally a young monk of the Buddhist temple in the mountain of Ibuki, known as the son of the god of the mountain of Ibuki, and let the time carve and grind, the body is not old, the face remains unchanged, and he also sat on the corridor of the Buddhist temple every day, prayed for good men and women, practiced Buddhism, and transformed the world.

Later, in a war between humans and ghosts, he was entangled in the resentment of countless unjust souls, and finally fell into the ghost path and became the ghost king of the great rivers and mountains.

To put it more plainly - he sank.

When the transcendent sinks, they will become the bait of ghosts and gods, but when the transcendents who are strong enough to a certain extent, they will become ghosts and gods.

The dragon slayer eventually becomes an evil dragon.

Even though he has been detached from that body, his soul has still been corroded, suppressing a part of his power that belongs to the "ghost".

His ghost king's power and ghost gourd can't be used at all, but he still uses this vajra body and the power of angry eyes to subdue demons.

The wine swallowing boy laughed wildly, strode forward, and without any fancy punches, he wanted to beat Uesugi Kiyoshi to the point of bursting his brain.

Uesugi Kiyoshi closed his eyes for a moment, then snapped his eyes wide.

Heart, technique, body, essence, qi, and spirit are all six in one.

The heart of the mirror stops the water, and the heart and skill are one!

On his right arm, the tattoo of the head of a demon with blue fangs moved like a liquid on his arm, falling off, and squeezing into the palm of his hand.

In an instant, a sword took shape in his palm.

The hundred ghosts acted as knives at night, and the blade lines stretched like waves, and a feeling of flesh and blood jumped into my heart.

Ghost Cut--Tong Che Angang, finally showed its edge.

The golden pupils of the wine-swallowing boy shrank, and as expected, he laughed, but the movement did not stop.

"I really saw a lot of old things today..."

"Minamoto Yorimitsu's knife, Minamoto Yorimitsu's wine..."

"Tonight is like a repetition of that scene..."

"But Uncle Ben is not the drunken boy back then!"

The fist glowing with golden light broke through the air with the sound of the wind.

Uesugi clears his heart like stopping water, takes a step forward, and slashes it with a knife.

The man and ghost were staggered, and the knife and fist were intertwined, making a sound like the resonance of gold and iron.

Uesugi Kiyoshi took a few steps back, and with a brace on his feet, he could stand firmly.

Most of the red hair of the wine swallowing boy was cut off, and the right hand of the fist was no longer golden, and the gushing blood surged out, and a deep bone knife mark jumped on his skin.

The ghost cut drank the blood of the god son and the ghost king, and the blade of the sword was shining brightly, like a fierce hungry beast, licking its fangs.

The drunken boy suddenly turned around, and his smile was gone.

His gloomy eyes were full of madness and anger.

The slightly muffled baritone became a little hoarse, but undiminished.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"