Blood slowly flowed out of the wound cut by the rust pill and dripped onto the ground, forming a magnificent plum blossom.

The long-lost injury made Hei Death Mou slightly stunned, he had long forgotten the feeling of pain.

Since the decisive battle with the decrepit Jikokuichi, no living creature has been able to injure him except Onimai Tsuji.

To this day, the slight tingling and paralyzing sensation of the wound reawakens the memories of the body long ago.

"Why...... I can't see through this hand......"

He, who had already understood but was transparent to the world, should have noticed the movement of this hand.

In his eyes, the forbearable prosthetic hand was like a fog, and the working principle of the Black Death Mou was even more ignorant.

As such questions flooded his mind, he gradually realized that the paralyzing sensation around the wound began to dissipate, and he suddenly lost control of his body.

The strength of his arm suddenly slackened, and he couldn't maintain the strength of his grip.

Ichiro took this opportunity to get out of his control, and it wasn't the undead Minoru Kawa who flew by to take him a few meters away.

The whirlwind blade that fell from the sky surrounded the Black Death, like an invisible prison.

And the blood of the ghost king, which had nowhere to go, also burrowed back into the skin of the black death mou on its own.

The reason why this happened was because in addition to the rust poison that came with Rust Maru, it was also smeared with a special poison developed by Butterfly Shinobu for the prostitute Taro.

This poison can paralyze the prostitute Taro and the ghost of Narutsu for about a minute.

However, considering the strength of the Black Death's constitution and the amount of poison itself, it will be decomposed in a few seconds at most.

"Hey, how's that guy doing?"

Immortal Minoru looked at the motionless Black Death Mou while asking about Genichiro's situation in a concerned tone.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

Ichiro covered his throat and adjusted his breathing to his torso breath, quickly overcoming his abnormal state, but his voice was still a little hoarse.

"You're just in time, just a little bit."

Ichiro complained: "I didn't expect to be saved by you."

For the first time in his life, he agreed with Immortal Chuan's combat method of shouting first and then attacking.

If Immortal Kawa Minoru hadn't shouted that voice just now to attract the attention of Black Death Mou, I'm afraid that Genichiro would not have had a chance to poison Black Death Mou, and Onimai Tsuji's blood would have entered his throat smoothly.

"Tsk, Uncle Ben finally saved you once, and finally saved some face."

Immortal Minoru pretended to be relaxed, but as the wind blade around Black Death Mu dissipated on its own, he also saw the number in Black Death Mou's eyes.

One of the upper winds.

After seeing Onimai Tsuji Muru and the sixth of the upper strings, he saw one of the upper strings, as if he had turned on some kind of trigger switch that kept encountering strong enemies.

Looking at the other party's dress and the scabbard that was obviously produced by the swordsmith village, the immortal Kawa Minoru immediately understood.

"Fuck, it's this kind of traitor again."

Along the way using the Ichino-Shape Slash to rush up, Immortal Kawa Minoru's breathing was a little heavy, but the anger in his heart still drove him to stand opposite Black Death Mou with a knife.

"Can you still swing a sword?"

He asked, staring warily at Black Death.

"Of course. But with just the two of us, there is little hope of survival. ”

Ichiro summoned Tetsuruyun to stand side by side with the Immortal River, and bluntly recounted his judgment of the situation.

"What about the others?"

"On the way!"

As soon as Immortal Kawa Minoru finished speaking, the two of them simultaneously used the Wind Breath Five Shape to rise up the dust on the ground and spill up the dust on the ground, mixed with a fine wind blade and surging towards the Black Death.

The entire area where Black Death Mou was located suddenly seemed to be the hardest hit area of a sandstorm, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Watch out behind him, he's fast."

As he reminded, Ichiro directly used the breath of the wind to fly across the vortex clouds, and hundreds of vertical and horizontal cyan sword qi enveloped the two of them, instantly forcing the approaching Black Death Mu to retreat.

"Offensive and defensive skills."

As soon as Black Death Mu finished commenting, he felt two winds coming from behind him.

It was a whirring sound, not as sharp as a sword blade cutting through air, but it wasn't slow to break through the air.

Instinctively, he covered his ribs with his arms.

Sure enough, the next moment, the two insteps slammed into the sides of his arms, making a crashing sound like an explosion, and the touch of the foot gave him was not like flesh and bones, but like steel.

The person who came was the lone shadow group who followed the Immortal River.

As ninjas, they're not slow at all.

"What a strong ......"

Black Death puffed up the muscles in his arms and shook his feet away like a rapidly expanding balloon, but taking advantage of this gap, Genichiro and Immortal Chuan had already killed him.

The two of them used the strongest sword type of the Wind Breath single attack like a mirror image.

"Type Six: Black Wind Lanyan!"

Two blue-black sword qi rose at the same time, and Ichiro's was even bigger and more threatening.

Black Death, who had just dissolved the toxin, was a little sluggish, but he also knew that if he drew his sword to resist, the two guys behind him would take advantage of the weakness, so he simply jumped on the spot and came to the top of the dusty sand.

However, to his surprise, three more people attacked him from three directions!

"Wind Breath, Type Nine, Wei Daotian Typhoon!"

This is Masano Makano near.

"Breath of Water, Type Four, Tide."

This is Yoshiyoshi Tomioka.

"Breath of Flowers, Four Shapes, Saffron Clothes."

This is Butterfly Chanae.

At the same time, gunshots rang out, and several sun-wheel bullets flew out of the dust and flew towards his head.

The Lone Shadow Crowd also threw out a dozen shuriken in unison.

For a time, Black Death Mou fell into a "embattled" situation.

"What an excellent junior."

He sighed softly, with some regret in his tone, "But you are going to die at such a young age." ”

With that, he finally drew his saber.

"Breath of the Moon, Type Five, Lunar Plague Vortex!"

The endless sand and dust subsided in an instant!

Goosebumps rose on the back of everyone's necks, and the cool air on their backs was undoubtedly a reminder that they were facing a life-and-death crisis.

Immediately afterward, more than a dozen huge pale red crescents centered on the Black Death Mou formed a whirling vortex, and each large crescent was surrounded by dozens of satellite-like crescents scurrying around, like a super-large Wind Breath or Water Breath Vortex.

This offensive and defensive move can inflict terrifying indiscriminate damage on enemies who are close to Black Death.

Especially when every big crescent moon is more than three meters, there is no way to dodge, let alone escape from this attack range.

However, anyone who is caught up in the crescent whirlpool will be shattered in an instant, along with the flesh and bones.

There is no other way but to resist head-on.

"Kuang near, you retreat first!"

Hua Zhu hurriedly reminded and glanced at Tomioka Yoshiyong, and the two stepped forward at the same time, looking at the attacking crescent moon ready to attack.

"Do you want to block the car with a mantis arm......"

In the eyes of Black Death Mou, they are just some newcomers who have just become pillars, and it is too whimsical to want to resist the sword type he has painstakingly studied.

"It can only be destroyed by the sword......"

However, to his surprise, Yoshiyuki Tomioka and Butterfly Chanae didn't even intend to resist with the sword form of the breathing technique.

Almost when the crescent moon flew in front of the two of them and beheaded them directly, the two of them invariably waved the blades in their hands.

The movement was mellow and free, like a carp jumping out of the water swinging its tail.

The blade collided with the moon blade, but the former was not directly destroyed, but made a crisp sound of "dang", which was like a heavenly sound in the ears of Kuichiro.

The moment he heard the voice, he knew that the three of them had survived this trick.

Sure enough, Black Death Mou's eyes widened.

A strange scene happened, the huge moon blade that was supposed to cut the three of them at the same time actually returned the same way, collided with other flying blades, and then canceled each other out!

Black Death Mou landed on the ground without saying a word, seemingly unsure of what he had just seen.

And everyone surrounded them in a circle, including the two white-hat lone shadow people, a total of seven people. Let's put it into seven columns, but they don't have any sense of superiority to go to.

Everyone saw the numbers in Black Death's eyes, so they all stared closely at each other's every move, not daring to relax in the slightest.

After a long time, Black Death Mou asked with some modesty: "Excuse me...... What the hell was that stance just now? ”

But what awaited him was eerily quiet.

The first time I met such a polite ghost, everyone was obviously a little uncomfortable.

Kuano Kuangjin narrowed his eyes and looked strange, Hua Zhu was stunned for a moment and was a little at a loss, Tomioka Yoshiyong didn't hear it, and suppressed the tremor of his right hand.

At any moment, the two of them worked together to flick the moon blade away, but the wrist still felt a cracking pain.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to the black death, Minoru Immortal opened his mouth and was about to mock, but was pulled out of his sleeve by Genichiro.

In the end, it was the butterfly Chanae who replied tentatively: "This is the posture of the reed celebrity, Dengli." ”

"Huh?"

Immortal Chuan looked at Genichiro in surprise, "Since it's your Ashina's swordsmanship, why haven't I seen you use it?" ”

"......" Everyone temporarily took their eyes off Black Death Mou and focused on Ichiro, as if they wanted to know why.

Someone's face turned red and his voice seemed to come out of his throat.

"I ...... I won't. ”

"Poof." The moment he laughed, he covered his mouth.

"Reed Celebrity...... Den carp ......"

Black Death Mou held the sword blade full of eyes in front of his chest, and his tone fluctuated a little, obviously seeing this new sword technique made him feel excited.

It takes some skill and vision to get two new pillars to knock his attacks back the way they came!

Such a risky counterattack, once successful, can almost turn the tide of the battle.

When everyone saw Black Death Mou's movements, they thought he was going to make a move, so they hurriedly responded with their swords.

However, Black Death Mou continued to ask, "The person who created this posture ...... He must be a one-in-a-million genius, can you tell me his name? ”

Everyone knew in their hearts that although this guy was a swordsman who betrayed the ghost killing team, he was a martial idiot who was obsessed with seeing him.

"The founder of the reed celebrity is the ancestor of the family, and the reed name is single-minded."

Ichiro replied.

"Single-minded? Well...... Only single-minded people can create such swordsmanship......"

Black Death Mou's eyes suddenly brightened, and even the speed of his speech was much faster.

"Is he still alive?"

“……”

Koichiro nodded, but added, "Seriously ill." ”

To be honest, he didn't know which Yixin would be recalled from the Yellow Spring at that time.

Sometimes he fantasizes about what he would do if he summoned two grandfathers.

But since I told the people of the Ghost Slayer Team about Grandpa's illness before, this will prevail.

"Seriously ill?"

Black Death's tone was full of regret, "It seems that not everyone can have an opportunity like mine......"

"As long as you are still human, even if you have reached the peak of the realm...... It will also face the tragic situation of losing its skills. ”

After saying that, he suddenly asked Koichiro, "Your grandfather...... Is it also among the reeds? ”

"Hmm."

"Can I ask him to come out...... "Black Death" asked, "I want to meet him anyway." ”

As he spoke, he turned to Yoshiyoshi Tomioka and Butterfly Chanae: "The posture of the two of them is not satisfactory enough...... I want to see it in full fulfillment, and it will be an eye-opener. ”

"It can't be." Ichiro shook his head.

[You don't have enough eyes? 】

"Is that so? It's a pity......"

Black Death Mou sighed, and then put the knife back into its sheath in front of everyone.

"Is he leaving?" This is the voice of everyone, and there are even some surprises.

It stands to reason that the people of the Ghost Slayer Team should do their best to keep Black Death Mou here, but after experiencing that moment just now, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw him put away his sword.

Can you block the next time, twice, three times, or four times, what can you block?

"Although I knew for a long time that you would refuse my request...... But I still want to give it a try......"

Black Death Mou lowered his head regretfully, "But now it seems...... I have no choice but to ask your grandfather to show up. ”

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Genichiro's heart, and the Black Death Mou, who was surrounded by everyone, appeared in front of Genichiro again at the speed he had only thought of.

Or rather, he's faster than before!

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and when they reacted again, Black Death Mou's arm had already stabbed into Genichiro's chest with a snort, as easily as a dinner fork inserted into a lump of milk.

Ichiro opened his eyes blankly, feeling the palm in his chest in disbelief, and pinched his heart like this.

He could see the wide open mouths and angry and fearful expressions of the crowd, as they approached with their knives in their hands, as if shouting something, but Genichiro couldn't hear them.

"Eight Types, Moon Wheel Dragon Tail."

In the face of everyone's entanglement, Black Death Mou casually waved out a moon wheel with a huge range, sweeping everyone out directly, leaving only one of them and one ghost on the spot.

Then, Ichiro felt something puncture his heart.

Blood that does not belong to him is constantly infused into it.

"I heard...... You are the heir to Ashina...... And you do have that ......."

"It will take a lot of effort to raise an excellent child like you......"

Black Death Mou's tone was unusually gentle, "But simply killing you is probably not enough to arouse an old man's hatred." ”

"So, I injected you with an overdose of blood...... Make sure he can't even see a full corpse. ”

"Presumably that's enough to anger any swordsman...... Even a seriously ill old man is no exception......"

"But don't worry, I'll find a way to make your grandfather like me...... Let his swordsmanship be passed on forever......"

"In this way, the death of an heir will no longer have any meaning......

After saying these words, Black Death Mou slowly pulled out his arm, and Genichiro's body fell weakly forward, muttering the word "grandpa" in his mouth.

By the time the few people who were blown away by the moon wheel returned to the same place, the black death had long since disappeared, leaving only the body of Ichiro lying on the ground, completely out of breath.

Every vein in his body bulged and burst, the muscles of his body melted and cracked, and his pale eyes stared blankly at everyone.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and dark clouds obscured the moonlight.

Minoru Immortal Kawa was the first to shed tears.