"[Following the long-cherished wish of the country]: Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there were evil ghosts that infested the world, and there were also swordsmen who held swords to protect the peace of the world. However, at that time, the strength of the swordsman was too meager, and even if he sacrificed his life, he could only temporarily delay the speed of the demon cannibalism, until one day, the "sun" appeared.

It was a man named Jikuni Enichi, a swordsman who created the Initiation Breathing Method.

Since then, the speed of demon cannibalism has been greatly delayed, and even in the era of the existence of the "sun", there is no news of the ghost king. People who have been in a state of panic all day long have finally been given a little respite.

But the rising sun and the setting of the sun are the cycle of heavenly principles. Even the "sun" cannot escape the laws of nature. At the last moment of his life, the "sun" in the eyes of the world, what came to mind was still the long-cherished wish of his life......

Objectives:

1. Kill the ghost dance Tsuji without misery, and erase the root of the ghost; (Complete the main quest when you reach goal 1)

II. (Hidden).

Duration of the mandate: 1 year.

Task Rewards: 1. New World (Immediately) Entry Voucher; 2. (hidden).

Failure Penalty: Mission Failure, Death! ”

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The system's prompt flashed, and Senjuro didn't even analyze the huge amount of information in the main quest, and his left hand on the ground was pushed hard, and he quickly got up from the ground.

There was no hesitation, no hesitation, even though the remaining physical strength was not much, but Chijuro still turned on his strongest sword technique for the first time.

Just by seeing the sword-wielding figure in the smoke and dust, every cell in his body trembled with fear.

It was the apex of the upper wind, the strongest oni under the Oni King.

One of the winds, Black Death!

"Breath of Fire, Type Ten, Blazing Shura!"

The flames emerged, then condensed and collapsed, forming a lifelike, reddish transparent armor. At the same time, a dark red magnificent pattern appeared on Senjuro's neck and face.

"Hedao? No, the breath is not right. ”

Quietly looking at Qianjulang, who performed the "Ten Type" sword skills and his aura changed greatly, the sword-wielding figure in the smoke and dust smiled faintly: "It's a little interesting." ”

"There are few people in this world who can take my knife."

"It's been a long time since I've felt this way, and I'm so excited!"

The voice fell, and an invisible wave of qi shook violently from its center.

"Boom!"

The air was wailing, and the dust flying in the air was pressed to the ground by an invisible force.

"O human beings who can take my sword, if I don't draw the sword, it will be rude......"

"Boom!"

The long sword that had just used the scabbard to slash, at this moment, finally showed a cold light.

What kind of sword is that!

Like a crimson blade forged from flesh, its blades, handles, and even grips are covered with eyes, enough to make the dense phobia unconscious on the spot.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Senjuro and the butterfly shinobu in the distance finally saw the appearance of the comer.

This is a young man who looks like a human.

It has long black sideburns, a high ponytail, a purple snake-patterned kimono, and a black horse hakama, like a swordsman from the Warring States period. There are flame-like red markings on his left forehead and right chin to his neck, and if this is the case, this one of the winders walks on the street, no different from ordinary people, at most the appearance is a little retro.

The most terrifying, and also the one that makes people know at a glance that it is a ghost, is the three pairs of scarlet eyes on Black Death's face.

Draw your sword and slash.

In Qianjulang's eyes, these two simplest swordsmanship moves, performed from the hands of Black Death Mou, had a feeling of turning decay into magic.

Obviously, it didn't seem to be very fast, but at the moment when Senjuro rushed in front of Black Death, and was about to charge up for a short time, this flesh blade just happened to slash at his Hinawa knife.

In desperation, Chijuro could only give up the plan to charge up and slash the neck of the Black Death Mou, and hurriedly converted his sword posture into a defensive stance.

"Boom!"

In the sound of metal humming, a violent force struck.

But this time, Qianjuro, who was in the state of "Blazing Shura" and whose physical attributes had risen significantly, just had the ground under his feet deeply dented, and he withstood this power.

The sword and the sword were stalemate, the force and the force clashed, and the six scarlet eyes of the black death Mou revealed a strong interest.

"Can human beings have this level of physique? Interesting. ”

"Bang!"

An even more violent force came from the sharp blade confrontation, and the unprepared Senjuro was directly swept away.

In mid-air, he seized the time to adjust his posture, preparing to attack again the moment he landed.

Looking at the high-spirited young man, a faint smile appeared on Black Death Mou's plain face: "It's indeed an interesting teenager, but now you are far from being my opponent......"

The sword was sheathed and charged for a very short time.

"Breath of the Moon, One Shape, Dark Moon, Yonomiya."

In a faint voice, a misty moonlight slash appeared.

Chijuro, who was in mid-air, only felt a flower in front of him, the Iai slash that was so fast that he couldn't see the blade clearly, and the slash trajectory that left many full moon blades, just in an instant, a huge gap was cut in his chest.

"Peng—"

Blood overflowed from the corner of the mouth of Chijuro, who landed on the ground, and he endured the severe pain in his chest, and the red blade in his hand slashed out directly.

"Huh!"

The figure of the Black Death Mou disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, Chijuro felt a sharp pain in his back.

"Boom!"

The fierce force enveloped his body, shattering the broken walls, and in the dust and rubble, Senjuro was beaten into the ruins of the building.

Slowly retracting the long sword, Black Death Mou's complexion returned to flatness.

"Senjuro!"

Looking at Qianjulang, who had fought for less than three rounds, to be exact, just two moves, and was buried by the ruins without knowing his life and death, the butterfly couldn't help but exhale.

In her heart, Chijuro, who can kill the "Fourth of the Upper Strings" half-tengu, is one of the most powerful "pillar" level swordsmen in the ghost killing team.

I'm afraid that only the "rock pillar" can slightly outperform him.

But Senjuro is only 14 years old this year, and as long as he is a few years later, he must be the strongest swordsman in the Demon Slayer Team.

However, he was so powerful, and in the hands of this sword-wielding demon who suddenly appeared, he only supported two moves......

Butterfly Shinobi's voice caught Black Death's attention, and it turned its head, and there was no trace of emotion in the six scarlet eyes.

Hundreds of years of life have brought unimaginable loneliness, and to this day, except for the things related to the battle that can make him happy, it is difficult to arouse his interest.

In Butterfly Ninja's eyes, Black Death Mou's body was only slightly blurred, and then, it appeared in front of her.

The sword was raised high, and the blade of flesh slashed down in the air.