Looking in the direction of Yahara's departure, Nanami Kento raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath and said to the three of them:

"Although it is not clear why Yahara became like this, what we do know is that Mr. Gojo has not been sealed, and there are still a group of people trapped underground."

"So, let's go look for Mr. Gojo next, and the matter of [account] can only be handed over to him."

After listening to Nanami Kento's arrangement, although Knotweed Yuhito and Inono Takuma were full of questions, they had to stop asking about important matters at the moment. And Fushiguro Megumi, who lost a Shikigami again, was very uncomfortable, and her chest was blocked in a panic.

The distance is not too far, and it didn't take long for Yahara to stand at the bottom of the Shibuya S Tower, looking up at the height of the tower, and couldn't help but sigh in praise.

Standing outside the door of the S Tower, Yehara keenly sensed that it was filled with countless transformers, and he was too lazy to kill them, and he would destroy the tower directly, and it was estimated that he would be able to wipe them all out.

If that guy was to choose, he would probably only take a knife and kill them one by one before ascending the tower from the inside, which is really stupid.

Rushing up the outer wall of the S Tower, feeling the coolness of the wind on the surface of his skin, he was looking forward to meeting the Cursed Master who could be killed without scruples.

His mood is like seeing the author of the BE ending who wrote a work that thousands of people are looking forward to on the street, and he can't wait to come forward directly for a cordial physical exchange.

When its figure suddenly appeared on the top of the tower, the three cursed masters who were comforting themselves in their hearts almost went crazy, and the short and stout dwarf old man sat on the ground and looked at Yahara in disbelief.

"Y-How did you get up?" The old man named Eryoshi Awasaka couldn't believe that this young man could quietly kill the transformers of the entire building alone?

Holding a knife in his right hand and touching the black stripes on his cheek with his left hand, Yahara grinned, "Guess? ”

Under great pressure, Awasaka Erliang turned his head and shouted to the old woman behind him: "Old man, I'll drag him first, you quickly perform that séance!" ”

"Don't bother, I'll just wait here." There is no need to hide everything, and there is no need to worry about any concerns, at this time, Yahara is such arrogant.

Even if Yahara was so 'kind' that he attacked, Awasaka Erliang held the short knife back, but just stared at him motionlessly.

"You see you're shivering with cold, don't freeze to half of your body at your age."

Suddenly, the cold hairs on Awasaka Erliang's body stood up, and there was a surging heat wave faintly from the soles of his feet, his figure flashed, and a few broken steps hurriedly flashed to the other side.

I saw hot magma erupt from the place where Awasaka Futara was standing, and the bubbling flames gradually eroded the ceiling into a hole about one meter in diameter.

Ayasaka Era is very aware of the situation of his technique, [Reversal of Strength and Weakness], when the technique is activated, whenever the user suffers an attack, the stronger the attack, the weaker the damage will become.

But he didn't have the courage and guts to resist Yahara's attack.

He shot a spell and smashed the nails that were stuck in the ground covered with spells, and shouted in a playful tone: "The more scared you are, the more you will be doomed, believe it or not?" ”

The mother-in-law held the rosary in her hand, folded her hands, her eyes turned into strange black eyes and white beads, and a dark and mysterious aura appeared on her body: "[Zen Temple]! ”

The young man, who has always had a relatively low sense of existence, has skyrocketing muscles on his face, his muscles are squirming, and his face has transformed into a man full of heroism and lazy temperament.

The confident and irreverent smile makes people unconsciously attracted by this person's temperament, but suddenly the Zen Monastery even left a faint afterimage on the spot, and a big living person disappeared in front of him out of thin air!

Boom!

The sound of violent flesh impact and tooth-aching fractures came, and Yahara didn't expect that the complete [Heaven and Curse Bond] would be so strong.

Spit out blood with a few teeth, and the reversal technique was launched to heal the swollen face in an instant, and Yahara smiled happily: "What a monster." ”

"It's rare to see a magician who can heal himself so quickly." Marveling at Yahara's reversal technique, he immediately laughed evilly: "It seems that I can fight with you for a long time!" ”

The knot of his hands and the logic of the technique were twisted back to Awasaka Eryo, who wanted to turn to his mother-in-law, and he took out two nails wrapped in spells from him who was paralyzed with fright, and shook them hard.

He threw the broken nails at the temple, and the debris cut through the air and made a sharp stinging sound.

"Now it's fine."

The footsteps moved slightly, and the Zen Monastery even avoided all the debris with almost unmoved footwork: "Are you really a magician?" It's that simple..."Just as he was about to pull forward to attack, his leg was wrapped around the dense roots of the tree at some point, and he was full of toughness.

"Should I call you Fuhei Shier or Zen Monastery?" The three nails of the tent were destroyed, and the barrier above the head dissipated into the clouds, revealing a little starlight.

"Stop talking! Zen Monastery, kill him! Granny Aojin, who had used the séance, shouted anxiously, her voice finally becoming sharp with fear.

As soon as the words fell, Zen Yuan Shier directly grabbed her neck and looked into her eyes coldly: "You don't think this body can control my soul, do you?" ”

The left hand tightened its strength, the fingers were embedded in the skin, and the right fist directly smashed the old and rotten head, and suddenly the brains and blood splashed everywhere, drenching the Zen Temple.

"It's boring, since you killed her, I don't have anything to do." At the moment when Zenin Shir killed Okami's mother-in-law, Yahara also cut off Awasaka Eryo's limbs, leaving him to slowly lose blood and die in fear.

"Your technique is very interesting, it's not from the three major families, right?" After emphasizing that he was Fushiguro, he was very interested in Yahara's technique of changing the trajectory of his attack.

It stands to reason that Fang Cai's punch was meant to hit the temple of Yahara to ensure that he would be killed with one blow.

"No, oh, and I know a person in my memory who is also called Fushiguro" didn't dwell too much on his own technique, but skillfully diverted his attention, and with the sophist himself, he still kept the mystery to ensure the amplification of his strength to the greatest extent.

Speaking of which, that guy is really a tyrannical thing, he doesn't need anything but infinite mana, and there's no need to pretend that he's like the people around him, right?

"Oh? Is it about your age? "Fuhei Shier really came to be interested, the young sorcerer who fought after the recovery lacked combat experience, but his comprehensive strength was very strong, he should be from a high school in spells, and he suddenly remembered a stubborn little boy with a stubborn face in his mind.

"His name is Megumi Fushiguro, a shadow speller."

A brief introduction to Megumi Fushiguro's information. A bad taste welled up in Yahara's heart, what would happen if Gojo Satoru and Fushiguro joined forces to fight against Keso?

It's just a dimensionality reduction blow, is it good?